Remus is Lily Isabella Evan's first guy friend, in a literal sense, of course.

On the other hand, I heard Lily clearly say, "Peter has always been a part of my life." No, not because they share something special, something that intertwines their lives together. But it's because, Lily tutors Peter every Monday, Wednesday and Friday for extra credit.

James, well, we all know what James' part is in Lily's life. He has been once a pest, a scum of the earth for Lily but after the course of six years, Lily learned to tolerate him, yes, he and his attitude, the whole package, if one would say. James, of course, learned to change – not drastically, but he changed subtly in way that was enough for Lily.

So that's leaves, me. Who am I? I'm pretty sure you know me. No, I'm not any of the people I listed before, I mean, why would I refer to myself in the third sense?

So, if you're not as dense as Peter, you must have at least an inkling of who I am.

I am Sirius Black.

James Edward Potter's partner in crime, best friend, and blood brother.

And I'm in love with Lily Evans.

Funny, huh? How clichéd everything is?

The best friend fell in love with the girlfriend.

As I flip through the pages of time, I DON'T AND WILL NEVER HAVE ONE OF THOSE PINK, FLUFFY AND FRILLY DIARIES PETER HAS, in my head, of course, I can remember that everything, my whole dilemma, happened on my seventh year in Hogwarts, my true home.

SLAM! James Potter burst into the door donning a smile, nay, a grin that exposes all his white, straight and sparkling teeth for everyone to see. Why?

"James, must you always destroy everything in sight?"

"Oh, about that. Sorry, Remus.", James said apologetically while rushing to get his wand. "Reparo!"

"James, you're seriously creeping me out. I mean, everything you do, does creep me out. But tell me, why are you smiling?"

"Well, if you must know, (at this, Remus rolled his eyes), I asked Lily if she wanted to be friends, and with a smile lighting up her angelic face, she said yes. Moony, my first L.A.!"

"L.A? Los Angeles? James, are you going on a trip without us?" piped Peter.

"No, of course not! L.A. means Lily Acceptance."

Sirius Black, eavesdropping on the conversation between his friends while in the shower, shouted, "Wow, James, you really outsmarted your self! You truly are the pinnacle, no, the epitome, of wisdom and knowledge in this room!"

"Says the person who isn't aware after his six years in Hogwarts where and what a library is.", James shot back.

"Oh yeah? I know what a library is, Mr. Potter. In Sirius' Webster dictionary, it is the place where geeks, nerds and all-around bookworms live… off books and mad librarians."

"Take that back, Mr. Black! My beloved Lily loves the library and still she is unanimously the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts." challenged James.

James, thinking that he won the mock battle of wits with his best friend, burst out of the room. He wasn't aware that Sirius muttered, "I've known that for years."

Knowing that his friends would do everything in their power to torment him and his love life by destruction (of a supposed-to-be date), James, though he hated the prospect of lying to his friends, kept the fact that he was meeting Lily under the beech tree in front of the Black Lake a secret.

Seeing Lily under their meeting place, James was filled with a new kind of hope, not the desperate kind that he used to feel in the past years when pursuing Lily, but hope, just plain old hope.

Lily was looking around her, Perhaps, looking for me., and when she spotted James, she waved him over.

"Hey Lily." James said while sitting and stretching his legs beside Lily.

"James."

"Lily, you look kind of spaced out. You know, before I came."

"I do?"

"Yeah, like a dazed and glassy look in your eyes."

"Oh. Guess my mind took a mind of its own."

Attempting to make conversation, James asked,"So, Lily, what were you thinking of? You don't have to answer if I'm being too nosy. I'm just plain curious, that's all."

"No, it's fine. But, you might get a little freaked out because of it. I am pathetic."

Once he heard the last of Lily's sentence, he fought the urge to capture her face between his hands and kiss her forehead. Lily? Pathetic? Yeah, and I'm Tom.

"What is it?" James said, in a voice that surprised even him.

Hearing James' concern under his words, she gathered the courage and replied truthfully, "You."

"Why?"

"I just realized how cruel and pathetic I was to you. And I'm so sorry. I understand if you can't forgive me. I'll understand. I just want you to know."

Loving the fact Lily was being truthful to him, he took her hand and cupped her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. And said, "And I still love you for that."

"Really?"

This is it. All my dreams finally coming true. I love her. And at least I think she has some soft part for me in her heart. With this realization, James was leaning in to kiss Lily when…

"Hey Lily-Flower, Prongs!"

ABSO-BLOODY-LUTELY FANTASTIC!