Hey guys!!

I know I haven't written in quite a while, so I decided it was time to publish some more. This is just a random idea I had when I was trying to forget everything in order to fall asleep. Needless to say, as soon as I got the idea I couldn't sleep because I was planing the story.

Because I am putting a lot of pressure on my lovely beta-reader crushed-lilyflower with another story currently being written, I decided to give her a breather and put this story up without any help. So if there are any mistakes and/or the story doesn't seem right, please forgive me. I was up 'till midnight last night writing this story, so please make it worth my while and review! I really would appreciate it :D

Oh well, I've been babbling enough now. I really hope that you guys enjoy it.

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P.S. when I own Harry Potter and all the characters, I'll let you kow....... 20 years later: Nope still not mine.

Chapter 1

James Potter was waiting for death. He knew that he had little chance of coming out of this meeting alive. And still he paced the room, clutching his wand, trying to remember every counter-jinx and counter-curse he had learnt in his seven year at Hogwarts. He didn't think that they would help him, but it was worth a try. He wouldn't go down without a fight. After all it wasn't his fault. He had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Why couldn't that be a valid reason to ensure his survival? He closed his eyes, remembering the moments that had doomed him...

A few moments ago

He had been whistling the newest tune of the Weird Sisters, blissfully unaware of what was about to happen. He had just come back from Quidditch practise and wanted nothing more than a hot shower. He made his way up the marble staircase leading up to the Head's Bathroom thinking about what was for dinner, and other than that, not paying attention to anything in particular. As soon as he opened the heavy oak door, all his attention refocused on something in the middle of the room. A someone actually. A someone who squealed when the door opened, a someone who wrapped a small white fluff towel around herself, her long wet hair falling over her shoulders and her emerald green eyes blazing. The whistle got stuck in his throat and all he could do was stare at the girl who was captivating his attention. He was staring at Lily Evans. The realization hit him with force. He was staring at Lily Evans. He stumbled out of the room, making sure to slam to door tightly shut behind him. He knew that a piece of square wood would hardly be a barrier for one of the most accomplished witches he had ever met, but it might prove to be a bit of an obstacle. He didn't bother to run (even though he was a very fast runner due to his skills as a Seeker). It wouldn't help him escape the wrath of Lily Evans.

Now, he could hear his soon to be murderer stomping down the stairs. She was fully dressed now, but her eyes were full of naked fury. She looked nearly demented. She strode over to where he was sitting and towered above him, obviously considering which would be the best way to make him die a slow and painful death. James decided that he would try and appeal to her logical part. Nervously, he ran his hand through his hair, cleared his throat and stood up so that he was looking down at her. She was just about to open her mouth surley to Avada him, when James shook his head and held up his hands.

"Listen Evans, I know you're angry. You have a right to be, but honestly, I didn't mean to-"

Before he could finish his sentence and have Lily reject his attempt at an apology, Sirius Black threw open the portrait hole, only to stop dead when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Oh," is the only thing he said and threw his best friend a compassionate look. That, in turn earned him daggers from the most feared girl in their year.

"Shit mate," he said as he backed away. "What did you do this time?"

"I'll tell you what he did-" Lily started furiously but was interrupted as the portrait hole opened for a second time.

"Who did wha-?" Dorcas Meadowes asked, but stopped in mid sentence when she saw the answer.

"Oh."

"Evans?" Sirius asked bravely, trying to save his friend from extreme amounts of pain.

"Shut up Black," Lily hissed without looking at him.

"O.K.," he said feebly, trying to blend in with the maroon coloured wall (which was rather hard, seeing as he was wearing a metallic blue sweatshirt). He tugged Dorcas' sleeve, who gladly followed his suit.

"Look Lil-Evans," James corrected himself hastily when he saw the look on the redhead's face. "I really am sorry. "

This seemed to be the wrong thing to say. It gave Lily a perfect opening to yell at him, now that she finally had the chance to let of some steam.

"You're sorry?" she screeched. "For what part exactly? The part where you Alohomora-ed the door so that you could-"

"Hold on a minute," James said angrily, no longer thinking that a nice attempt was going to save his life. "I didn't Alohomora the door. It was open."

"Don't be ridiculous Potter," his opponent scoffed. "Do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Yes," James said sincerely. "Because it's the truth. What? Did you really think that I would try and go into the bathroom while you are in there, half naked?"

"Yes!" Lily screamed.

"Ouch," Sirius winced as he felt Dorcas flinch beside him.

"Why do you always assume the worst of me?" James demanded.

"Because you always give me reason to," Lily finally lost control. Her cheeks were flushed with anger as she impatiently pushed her hair out of her face.

"Just because you forgot to lock the door-"

"I didn't forget to lock the door. I did lock the door. I always lock the door. To prevent the exact same thing that just happened. I just didn't think that you would go low enough to actually charm the door open."

"I DIDN'T! The door was open. Don't blame your mistakes on me Evans, just because you can't handle not being perfect."

A shocked silence followed, in which Lily drew several deep breaths and summoning all of her self control. She was so close to beating him to pulp, she could already see the black eyes that would soon grace his "handsome" face. After closing her eyes and "releasing all the negative energy inside her", she decided on another approach to the situation.

"Oh he's done it now," Dorcas observed as Lily drew her wand. To his credit, James didn't back off, although he did eye the wand rather warily. "I feel sorry for him."

"We should go and help him," Sirius said. Dorcas nodded, but neither of them moved. "On three? One..."

"...two..."

"Or not," Sirius pulled Dorcas back as Lily sent her first curse after James, who blocked it just in time.

"I swear Evans, if you were a bloke, I would-"

"Don't you start with that "I'm a guy who doesn't hex girls" bullocks," Lily sent her next hex after him. It found its target and made his legs dance a rather impressive quickstep.

"Evans!" James roared after he had managed to mutter the counter course.

"I really, really think we need to do something!" Sirius said loudly over the Head Student's yelling match.

"...arrogant, hateful, stuck up..."

"...snobbish goody two shoes..."

"...thick headed..."

"...most stubborn..."

"They're perfect for each other," Dorcas sighed, amazed.

"How can we make them see it?"

"Whoever figures that out should win a Nobel Prize."

"A what?"

"Never mind Black," Dorcas shook her head.

"You're losing you mind," Sirius said sadly. Dorcas narrowed her eyes at the insult. Then those eyes widened and lit up with excitement.

"That's it, Black! You're seriously brilliant."

"I know, even though that joke was really bad," Sirius grinned. "But I didn't quite catch why I'm brilliant."

"Losing their mind. That's the key. Here's what we'll do..."

And she told him of the plan that had formed in her mind. She was whispering excitedly and glanced over to make sure neither Lily nor James had decided to listen in on the conversation.

"Meadowes, I am very impressed," he said with admiration shining in his eyes. "I don't know why I didn't come up with that."

"I have several answers to that, one of them including that you're no where near as smart as me. But that's not the point. Ready?"

"Ready."

"Hey Potter, Lily!" Dorcas called as she stepped onto the battle ground. The two fighters turned around seemingly confused that there were other people in the room.

"Expelliarmus!" Dorcas and Black cried in unison. Two wands flew into the air and were caught and stowed away in one smooth motion.

"What the hell?"

"What in Merlin's saggy left-"

"Don't swear Potter!"

"I wasn't swearing Evans."

"Will you two just shut up?" Sirius roared. Lily and James shut their mouths, glared at each other and then turned their backs on each other both with stubborn expression on their faces.

"One last chance, will you to make up?"

Lily and James looked at each other, snorted and turned away again.

"Well we can't say we didn't warn them," Dorcas sighed.

"You ready, Meadowes?"

"As ready as I'll ever be, Black."

"Ready for what?" Lily and James demanded at the same time, which received them pitiful looks from their friends. Before they had chance to ask anymore question, they felt their bodies go cold and stiff as stone. In only took them moments to figure out that a full body bind spell had been put on them. Though their best friends' bodies were frozen, Sirius and Dorcas still stepped back before raising their wands a second time.

"Mobilicorpus."

James and Lily felt themselves being lifted into the air, and James discovered that this way of levitation wasn't nearly as pleasant as flying on his broom.

"So where do we put them?" Sirius asked.

"I hadn't quite gotten to that part yet," his partner in crime admitted. After a few moments silence Sirius' face spread into a grin.

"The Room of Requirnment."

"The Come and Go Room?"

"The very same-"

"Hold on, I thought that wasn't real."

"Isn't real?" Sirius gasped as if in great pain. "Of course it's real. We only need to find a way to move them there."

"We can put one of those Illusion charms on them."

"So people will think that it's a kettle and a plate floating in front of us?" Sirius asked sarcastically.

"Do you have a better plan?"

"No. Let's do it. There won't be many people in the castle anyway. They'll be wanting to enjoy the last few days of good weather."

With a little help of the Marauder's Map, the four teenagers were in the seventh floor corridor within a few minutes.

"Look, we're really sorry," Dorcas said as they shoved Lily and James into what appeared to be a broom cupboard.

"But this is for your own good you know..."

"Someday you'll thank us for it..."

"...but 'till then..."

"Obliviate!"

So that was the first chapter, as you probably noticed. Please let me know what you think, even if you didn't like it :D Every review is appreciated for eternity!

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