Story: In The Heat of the Moment

Author: theherbflower

Disclaimer: I own nothing of harry potter. I disclaim the legal right to all of it.

Chapter One: When we were young.

"Lily Evans. You cannot go back to your sister. She hates your freaking guts! Just please come and stay with me…" whined my golden haired friend next to me.

"Look Heather." I sighed at her while running my hand through my auburn locks. "I just want to go home. I'll go hide in my old room at my parents and stay there until the start of next term."

"Lilybean. You just lost both your mother and your father. I know you don't really want to go home and be all alone. And I know that you don't want to go home and be stuck with that evil drone and her whale of a husband either. Please just come back home with me. You'll be safe and no harm will come to you there. It's dangerous to be alone right now. Please?" she begged me with those big teal eyes of hers. "You know that you want too…"

"Heather can you please just leave me alone! I don't want to be a burden on your family. And I already see enough of your brother to last me a thousand lifetimes."

"You can just ignore that prat, that's all I ever do. My mother and father have already been in contact with Dumbledore. They're expecting you. So please just come with me." She put her hands on her hips and smirked. She looked so much like her twin brother James when she did this.

"Heather…" I sighed before mustering up the last of my strength to glare at her. "Why do you have to do this? I just want to be left alone."

"Well then you can lock yourself up in your room and I'll bring you your food every meal. That way you can be left alone and can escape the James interrogation and be left all to your onesies." She glanced over at her twin brother who was conversing with a young black haired boy by the name of Sirius Black.

"What about you? You're going to be stuck with him."

"I have lived with him my entire life. I mean sure he frustrates me at times being my twin and all but… I handle it." She smiled at me.

"Heather…" I whined at her. "I really just don't know about this."

"Lily." She asked before she got down onto her knees on the stone floor getting her white leggings dirty. "Please?"

"Heather." I tilted my head down at her just as her afore mentioned twin brother walked over and copied her. The two look almost nothing alike in your first view of them. She has long golden hair that falls to her mid back all perfect and orderly. In contrast he on the other hand has unruly raven hair that sticks up at every which way and angle. The only thing they did share that makes them look related is they're faces. Their faces are exactly the same, only she had a female version and he a male.

"Come on Lilybean. Either way I'm definitely not going to let you leave here without me. I will have James and Black carry you out if it's necessary."

"So either way I really don't have a choice on whether or not I want to go with you?"

"See that's exactly my point love. You are going to come with us no matter what you really want. Why you might ask? Because I love you. And I want you to be happy." She told as her eyes jumped with laughter and mirth at me. "Yeah… love you but… your coming home with me."

"Dears are you all ready yet?" A motherly voice came from behind me. "James sweetheart you can get up now. And Heather get up off of the ground, you're going to get your stockings all dirty. No one loves a girl with dirty stockings. It's not lady like."

"Yes mum." Heather sighed standing up.

"Hi mum." James smiled at his mother as he stood up.

"Hello James. Did you have a good year?" Their mother asked. She was a rather tall woman, with long elegant raven hair that fell down her back gracefully.

"Yes mum. Oh can Sirius come over? For like the umm… whole summer?" he grinned at her sheepishly.

"But of course." She smiled at him.

"And then over the holiday can Remus and Peter come over to?"

"Well of course dear." She smiled.

Heather glowed bright red and blushed while James slammed his fist up into the air with a 'Yeah!'

"Shall we then?" Heather asked.

"Yes. I dare say that we shall. Lily it is wonderful to have you with us. Heather has told us quite a lot about you, as has James." She patted me on the back.

"Thank you for having me" I smiled at her.

"Come along then, your fathers waiting in the car." She ushered us with our trunks off the platform.

We walked out to a yellow car, where a man with golden hair was sitting behind the steering wheel. He beamed at us and stepped out of the car holding his arms open for Heather as she ran smack into them.

"Dad!" she squealed with her arms around his neck.

"Hello my little poppet." He hugged her tightly.

"Dad, this is my friend Lily." She stepped back and motioned to me.

"Hello Lily, it's wonderful to meet you. We've heard just so much about you." He stuck out his hand.

"It's wonderful to meet you as well." I nodded my head and shook his hand.

"Hey Dad." James smirked.

"Hello Mr. Potter." Sirius ran his hand through his hair.

"Hello boys, how was your third year at Hogwarts." He smiled down at them.

"Great!" They shouted at the exact same time.

"Alright children, lets get into the car. Heather come help me load the trunks." She beckoned Heather over to her.

While Heather and her mother put all of our trunks into the back of the car, the rest of us piled inside. James and Sirius took up the far back seat while I sat in the middle one. Heather climbed in after a few minutes with and annoyed expression on her face. Mr. And Mrs. Potter got into the front seat and pulled on their seat straps. Then we were off, driving through the countryside, taking all of the glorious scenery in. We drove for what seemed like hours; Heather and I started to play exploding snap while James and Sirius talked about girls. Heather kept getting annoyed with it; they were talking about Trisha Stewart, the most popular girl in our year and house. It was common knowledge that Trisha had a huge fancy for Remus Lupin, one of her brother's friends. Heather, although she would never tell anyone but me, fancied Remus as well. So naturally her brother and best friend's topic of Trisha Stewart angered Heather.

"Isn't she just gorgeous though, with her long golden hair?" James sighed dreamily.

"Prongs mate, she's not that pretty, and she's kind of mean. Remember when she hacked all of your sister's hair off? That was kind of cruel; it's really no wonder why Moony hates her." Sirius grimaced.

"About the hacking of Heathers hair or the being cruel part?" James asked.

"The being cruel part, you know that. Remember when she poured black paint in Mary Macdonald's bag? And Remus yelled at her for it? He really doesn't like her much." Sirius smiled.

"Yeah, true." James pondered pensively for a moment.

"Look guys, as much as you just loved to talk about girls, can you please stop talking about Stewart." She glared at her brother.

"Sure Heather, I'm getting annoyed with the subject as well." Sirius grinned at her.

"Thank you." She turned around back to our exploding snap game.

"Heath, you're just still sore about your hair. Grow up and forgive." James glared at his sister.

"Oh yeah, sure that's it." She snapped.

"Then what? Why do you hate her so much?" he taunted her.

"Because she's mean and cruel. You don't have to share a dorm with that hag, I do." She snapped back.

"Oh really? It's not because of Jealousy?" he pulled a brown leather bound book up for her to see.

"James. That's my diary. Give it back right now or so help me Merlin you will wake up tomorrow morning with the object of having children cut off!" She glared.

"I've already read it, so has everyone else, except Remus, he was a bit caught up at the time." He waved it in front of his face.

"James…" she looked ready to cry.

"He's lying Heather, he wouldn't let anyone else but himself read it." Sirius grabbed the diary from her brother and handed it to her.

"Padfoot? How could you?" James looked betrayed at his best friend.

"Sorry Prongs, but that was mean. So what if she fancies Remus? Its not the end of the world is it?" he sighed sorrowfully at Heather who looked like she was ready to burst into tears.

"You, you told him?" Heather had a vindictive look in her eyes.

"No he didn't. I wouldn't let him." Sirius smiled at her.

"Thanks Black, too bad you're not my brother instead of him." She glared at James.

"Hey! I didn't let anyone read it." James glared back.

"But you still told Sirius that I fancied Remus." She held her diary close to her.

"He's my best friend." He let out exasperated.

"Oh really then. Lily, James has your named carved into the back of his headboard in his room. He has this growing fancy for you." She smirked at her brother.

"Heather…" I looked at her angrily. "That wasn't nice."

"But he told his best friend."

"Yeah but my best friend isn't the one you fancy now is it?" he yelled at her.

"So!" she sneered at him.

"Children stop, Heather please apologize to your brother." She looked disapprovingly down at her daughter.

"Mum! He really did start this." She huffed.

"Heather, do as your told." Mrs. Potter said forcefully.

"Josephine, darling. He really did bring this upon himself. They should both apologize to each other." Her father noted.

"Nate, Lily will be living with us for the rest of their Hogwarts years… that's really not fair at all to him."

"He did bring this upon himself by taking her diary, and telling his best friend. Josie, children will be children. Teenagers will be teenagers, your just going to have to let them learn this lesson on their own." Her father sighed at the steering wheel.

"You two will apologize to each other and not tell anyone anymore of each others secrets. Are we understood you two?" she glared at the both of them.

"Yes mum." They both replied ashamedly.

"I'm sorry Heather; I'll never let Remus know." He smiled at her.

"I'm sorry too. Plus, you and I both know that Lil's here will pretend she never heard anything right Lil's?" she looked at me questioningly.

"Correct." I smiled at them both.

"Wicked!" Heather flung her arms around me.

"So, what about Kayla Brassfield eh?" James struck up the conversation once again with Sirius.

"Eh, she's just Trisha's clone. James I don't know why you like these girls, they're mean and cruel to people." Sirius sighed at his friend.

"Sirius, your so odd. I mean come on they're gorgeous though. I mean Kayla has the short blonde pixie cut. She's so gorgeous." James stared off all dreamily.

"James please stop. Your making me want to gag." Sirius gave him an annoyed look.

"Padfoot…" He complained. "Fine, who do you fancy anyways? You wont ever tell me and if your going to criticize me about my tastes, please do let me criticize you." James huffed.

"James, we've been through this time and time again. I don't fancy anyone."

"James, leave him alone. He's not all girl crazy like you are you dolt." Heather sighed from our exploding snap game we'd just restarted.

"What do you think we do in our spare time Heath?" he complained.

"Jamie… I don't want to hear about whom you like. Please…" she begged.

"Fine." He huffed. "So the cannons… do you think they'll make league next season?" he asked her.

"Pfft, no. Those crackpots need some flying lessons." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm agreeing with Heather here, they do need to learn a few tricks or so." Sirius nodded.

"You two are just weird. Why in the world do you favour Ireland?" he looked between the two of them sceptically.

"Well James, they're good. Not only have they been to the last three world cups but also, they have the world's best beaters…" she smiled.

"I don't understand you two nut jobs. You both like Ireland because of they're beaters don't you?" he sneered at them.

"James, we can't help it. As the only sane beaters in the whole of Hogwarts, and sane members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, we do." Sirius smiled.

"Weirdo's…" He shook his head.

"Proud weirdo's" Heather smiled.

"Agreed" Sirius responded.

"Well, here we are." Mr. Potter said as we pulled into a long drive way that ran up to one of the largest home's that I had ever seen in my life.

"Home sweet home Lillers!" Heather popped out of the car smiling. I followed.

AN: Authors note;

Well how did you like eh? Was it too much or too less. This is a pilot so let me know what you're thinking eh? Peace

theherbflower