This is a rewrite of a story I wrote a few years back called "A Tangled Web of Teenage Angst." It can be found under my old pen name (See my new profile). I have always wanted to rewrite it and now I've graduated school I have the time.
This story is set in MWPP era, during the Marauders 6th year. The title is taken from the following quote which I think ties in with the story.

"The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done."
Francis William Bourdillon

Chapter 1
A New Beginning

Sirius Black rolled over in bed, thrusting his head under his pillow to block out the screams of his mother.

"Regulus, I can't believe you did not make Prefect. I understand that Sirius had no chance, but you deserve it. Why didn't you try?"

He smiled to himself and gave up on trying to get back to sleep.

"Kreacher." He called. "Bring me some tea."

A scowling house-elf walked into his room. "Yes, Master." He spat and trudged downstairs. Sirius wished he were back in Portugal playing Quidditch with his best friend and fellow Marauder, James Potter. Instead he was back at the most unhomely home listening to his most unmotherly mother yell at his most unbrotherly brother. How he wished he could escape this hell.

But on the bright side, it was only one more days until school. Sirius groaned at the thought of that one day and pushed himself out of bed.

After Sirius was dressed and ready for another boring day, he realised that Kreacher had forgotten him, so he traipsed downstairs to make his own breakfast. Kreacher was cleaning his mother's shoes. He gave the elf a kick on his way to the stove.

Sirius was glad to get out of the house. Once he had passed his mother and her endless questions, he made his way to a house of fun and food, a house with new surprises everyday. He made his way to Ebony's house.

…/…

Ebony Wiccapot was easily the most popular girl in school for many reasons. The main one being that she was the only dealer of wiccapot in Hogwarts. Wiccapot's had been selling wiccapot at Hogwarts since Ebony's Great, great Grandfather John Murphy had been a student there. He had made the discovery of a magical drug, often referred to as Magic Marijuana, but officially named Wiccapot. John changed his name to Wiccapot and manufactured. He sold it in Hogwarts but dropped out of school and made millions of Galleons selling it in Hogsmeade and other magical cities. He tried to sell to muggles but the side effects were worse on them than actual pot- defying the purpose of John's work.

Ebony, being the only dealer and extremely rich held a lot of power over the student body. Despite her popularity, she spent most of her time by herself or with her friends Sirius or Terran. Mr and Mrs Black despised the Wiccapot's for their wealth, and also the fact that they had many muggle friends. This grudge was part of the reason Sirius loved his friendship with Ebony, but he was mostly in love with her houses. His favourite house of hers was probably her resort-like home on Ebon, where he had spent a couple of days at the beginning of the holidays. He had loved the beach and the pools and the endless luxuries, but Ebony had spent most of the time complaining about the weather and how it was "so much nicer in January."

When Sirius arrived, he was escorted to the elevator by Stanford, the butler. Sirius had questioned Ebony as to why they had a lift in a house with four staircases and a household of people who could apparate, but had regretted this after Ebony replied simply: "Lifts are good to have sex in. Apparently I was conceived in a lift.". He had since refrained from asking any more questions that could lead to answers that forced visions of Ebony's parents fornicating in a moving box.

Ebony and her older sister Sasha were watching television, an odd, but amazingly entertaining muggle invention. Sirius joined the two girls, who were laughing hysterically at the phoney perfection of The Brady Bunch.

"How boring would life be if you were perfect?" Sasha giggled, ashing in the ashtray resting on her stomach.

"I know. How bored would you be if you had everything you could ever want and had absolutely no worries about anything?" Sirius asked as he entered. The two laughed and turned back to the TV. "No, seriously, don't you two get bored?"

"Only boring people get bored." Ebony replied as Sirius stepped over Sasha who was lying on the ground and sat next to Ebony on the couch.

"No one could ever be boring at this house." Sirius sighed. "Regulus isn't here."

…/…

Remus Lupin lay in bed, glad to be back to normal, but feeling like shit. He hated being a werewolf and hated how much his mother worried about him and he hated how much his father hated his 'condition'. There was so much hate in their family of so much love.

Remus looked at the clock hanging neatly by the door of his neat room. It was almost midday. He sat up and looked around his tidy room. He opened his tidy drawers and took out some neatly folded clothes. He looked at his neatly organised desk and sighed. His mother had cleaned his room while he had spent a few days in the basement as a wolf. He threw his dirty clothes on the floor and ignored his unmade bed. He liked things better that way. Disorganised things were far more interesting that boring organised. That was perhaps why he had become friends with James and Sirius. They were crazy, carefree and chaotic and Remus loved it, although he was far too sensible to admit it.

As Remus made his way into the modest kitchen, he greeted his mother, father, grandmother, uncle Caelum, aunt Lyra and his two cousins, Corona Austrina and Corona Borealis. The Lupin flat was not very big, but the two poor families enjoyed living together. The twins even stayed in their parents room when Remus was home so he could 'have some privacy'. Remus knew that it was really only because Lyra was scared of what he might do if he was left alone with her precious babies. She was a nice lady to 'normal' people, Remus just happened to be utterly abnormal.

After a quick breakfast, Remus went for a walk. He said he needed some fresh air after being cooped up in the basement, when really, all he needed was some Wiccapot. He began walking to Ebony's house, grateful that there was only one more day until school started.

…/…

Kimberley Grima lay in bed, visions of dreams swimming in her head. She often slept through the day, preferring to awake during the peace and enchantment of the night. Her eyes snapped open and she jumped out of bed. She started pulling pictures off her wall and, with weak muscles, slowly pushed a small bookshelf to the side of the room.

She reached under her bed and pulled her supply of paints out. Without any clear reason, she started painting a large picture of a black cat wearing a Santa hat. She was smiling more freely then she had for a very long time.

…/..

James Potter circled the pit, searching for the glinting golden snitch. He circled higher and higher, eyes darting desperately until something caught his eye. A girl in the crowd. She turned her head and her shiny red hair swished around her pale shoulders. James began an unintentional decent.

It's her..

The girl turned towards him, freckly brown eyed face revealed. James' heart dropped. He sighed then resumed his circling, trying to forget his momentary insanity

Quidditch… Concentrate on Quidditch.

For the first time in his life, he couldn't wait for the long summer to conclude and the even longer school year to begin. It wasn't the school part he was looking forward to, more like the people he would be with… or want to be with.

…/…

Lily Evans sat on her window sill, sipping butterbeer and watching the children playing in the street. Her parents were arguing loudly in the next room. She heard her name and moved closer to the wall so she could listen.

"She's been perfect, then this. Lily has changed. She came back and suddenly she's rebelling!" Andrew growled to his wife. "You've seen what that damn school has done to her, with her cauldrons and owls and what not."

"Andrew, you don't get it do you?" Linda yelled back. "She's rebelling because she's a teenage girl, not because she's a witch."

"That's crap Linda, you know it is."

Lily sighed as the guilt swam through her. Her parents had supported her, were proud of her, when she has been accepted to Hogwarts. This summer everything had changed. Lily was sick of being perfect in the eyes of her parents and teachers and thought some excitement would change her feelings. Instead it changed her parents. For the first time ever, she felt she would not miss her parents when she returned to school. She loved her parents dearly, but after five years of Hogwarts, she felt she no longer belonged in the place she called home.

"I know no such thing." Linda snapped back, raising the volume again. "Lily made a mistake! She lied to us once-"

"That we know of."

"She lied. She went out behind our backs, she got in trouble and now she's sorry. It was the first thing she's ever done wrong and it was a shock." Linda continued, calming down slightly. "She's not perfect. No one is."

"We never had this problem Petunia. She never acted out this badly."

"Petunia isn't perfect either, Andrew. And anyway, Lily is special."

Lily laughed softly, "Stop licking the lightpost special Lily." She muttered, despite her guilt.

"She's bright, independent. She is opinionated, strong, stubborn. She believes in what she believes. You can't change that." Linda continued.

"I know. I know she's become independent... That doesn't mean I like it." Andrew replied, defeated.

Lily shook her head and moved to her desk, opening up her new Potions book. "One more day and I'll be back at Hogwarts. Back home."