23rd September, 1977-6th Year

Lily's POV

'Moony, we need to meet up in the summer to deal with your furry little problem.' James announced to what seemed like the common room at large. Why was he so loud? I looked up once from my dusty book and sighed loudly. It wasn't deliberate! But both James and Remus looked over in interest as I bent my head down in embarrassment.

'Something up, Evans?' James asked me, cocking one eyebrow.

'None of your business, Potter.' I called back. Remus gave me an apologetic smile.

'If I didn't know better I'd say you were listening in!' Potter exclaimed with the excitement of a six-year-old. I snapped my book shut with a bang and gave him my most contemptuous glare.

'Potter, the whole common room could hear what you were saying.'

Fortunately the whole common room had stopped listening to us and was back to its usual bustle. Everyone was very used to Potter and me fighting, so used to it that they never listened anymore. Remus was nudging him hard in the ribs for some reason, and I decided that if I wanted to learn any of this impossible Transfiguration then I was going to have to read upstairs my dormitory. I stood up abruptly and took one last glance at the two boys. Sirius and Peter must have been off on some other adventure.

'I'm sorry for him, Lily.' Remus told me in his much quieter and more pleasant voice. I smiled at him, making sure to not even look at Potter.

'I hope your rabbit starts behaving sometime soon, Remus.' I replied civilly. To my utter surprise Remus began to chuckle while Potter struggled to maintain a serious composure. I must have looked offended because Remus started shaking his head as though to mean, not you, as he burst into fits of laughter. Potter was no better. I let out another rush of air through my mouth and turned away, my long red hair swinging behind me as I left for the dormitory. Hopefully my friends were back from Quidditch practice or extra lessons, or wherever they were. But even if they weren't, reading Transfiguration alone on my bed was always better than listening to Potter droning on and on about himself all night long.

Author's Note: first ever one-shot! Please review and dare me to do stories :) thanks for reading!