Damn, ninjanervana, back at it again with another Jily fanfic. (Ten points to everyone who gets that reference.) You guys know how it goes with me, I've always got some sort of idea rattling around my head that demands to be released. You guys are the lucky people who get to see the end result. Remember, I don't own anything, unfortunately.

Lily Evans was convinced the library was the most magical part of Hogwarts. Not the moving staircases that she had nearly fallen down her second day, not the Forbidden Forest which scared her a little bit, not the ghosts that roamed the hallways whom she found absolutely fascinating, it was the library. The first year had never been in a library so large; she was in awe the first day she walked into it. Miles of bookshelves filled with books on every subject imaginable, for a curious little girl it was heaven on earth. It was especially her favorite place to do her homework after dinner. The Gryffindor common room was always too noisy and homework done in the Great Hall usually had food stains of some sort on it. No, the library was definitely the best place to be and that is where she could be found on the last Thursday night of September, diligently working on her potions essay.

The library was nearly empty at that time of the evening, most students having returned to their common room after dinner. Lily was thrilled by it; this meant she would have more room to spread out her books as she wrote her essay. If she could get it done tonight, that meant she would have more free time over the weekend. The essay wasn't due until Monday, but she liked to have her work done as soon as possible in case she needed to revise it. She pulled out a sheet of parchment, quickly outlining her essay, the scratch of her quill on the paper sounding louder than usual in the nearly empty room. With the library as silent as it was, it was easy for her to hear the frustrated muttering of another student and the slam of a book an aisle over.

As she set her quill down slowly, Lily could hear her mother's voice warning her about her curious nature and how it would get her into trouble one day if she wasn't careful. She was tempted to return her attention to her homework, but a larger part of her wanted to know who else would be in here at that time. Her curiosity inevitably getting the best of her, Lily rose from her seat, quietly making her way to the neighboring bookshelf and peeking around it. A short boy with brown hair was sitting at a table surrounded by his books, his head in his hands. He looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quiet remember his name. His red and gold tie distinguished him as a Gryffindor and she knew she had seen him in class before. "Are you alright?" she asked softly, not wanting to startle him.

The boy's head shot up at the sound of her voice, looking over at her. "F-fine," he stammered. "I'm fine."

Lily nodded, playing with the end of her braid nervously. "I just heard someone talking and thought I'd see if you were okay. Or if you needed any help. I'll leave you to it then."

As she turned to walk back to her desk, the boy spoke again. "I just...I can't get this charm to work and Flitwick said he's going to test us on it on Monday and I don't want to fail," the boy said miserably. "I barely passed the first one. My mates tried to teach me, but I don't get it."

"I can help you with that, if you would like," Lily offered as she turned back toward him, an encouraging smile on her lips. "I'm not sure how much help I'll be, but I read the entire chapter."

The boy nodded vigorously, gesturing to the chair across from him. "Please. I need all the help I can get."

She crossed the remaining distance between the two of them, settling into the empty seat. "You're Peter right?," she said, finally remembering his name. "Peter Pettigrew."

He looked surprised by her words, a grin spreading across his face, as if he couldn't believe she knew who he was, that he had been remembered. "Yes, yes I am."

"I'm Lily Evans," she replied, reaching across the table to shake his hand. "You're working on the levitation charm right? Let's see what you've got, Peter." As Lily pushed up the sleeves of her shirt, her potions essay was completely forgotten, her attention focused on helping her fellow classmate.

James laughed as the first year Charms class ended, students streaming into the hall as they hurried to lunch. "Now I've seen everything," he joked as he clapped Peter on the shoulder. "Good job, mate." He knew how nervous Peter had been before his exam, how much time he spent frustrated with the charms, with his inability to get them to work as easily as everyone else did. He knew Peter was proud of finally getting a good grade; they all were proud of him.

Peter grinned back at James as the four best friends exited the classroom, his exam clutched tightly in his hand. "It's really all thanks to Lily; probably woulda failed again if she didn't help me. She's brilliant."

"She's the red-head that sits in the front row?" Remus asked, receiving a nod from Peter. "She gets most of the charms before anyone else in class."

"She's pretty," James commented. "Has a lot of freckles."

"And she's a hell of a witch if she can tutor Peter," Sirius chuckled. "Merlin knows we tried."

James nodded in agreement, "We'll have to get her a chocolate frog to thank her for helping Peter out. We were rubbish at it."

"There she is!" Peter said excitedly as he spotted Lily's bright red hair a few feet ahead of them in the hallway. "Lily!"

Lily turned around as she heard her name, smiling as she spotted Peter hurrying toward her. "Umf," she groaned as Peter nearly ran into her, seizing her in an enthusiastic hug. "Hello Peter; how are you?"

Peter released her from his embrace, a wide grin on his face. "I got an E! On the exam! Flitwick gave me an E!" he said happily, showing her his crumpled exam paper.

She returned his broad smile as she looked down at his test paper. "That's brilliant! I told you that you could do it," she replied.

"I couldn't have done it without you, Lily," Peter stated. "Thank you; you really saved my arse. Mum's gonna be so proud. I'm gonna owl her my exam so she can see it. An E!"

Lily laughed happily, "I'm glad I could help you." She glanced over her shoulder as her friends called to her. "I've gotta go; my friends are waiting for me."

Peter nodded in understanding, "My mates are waiting for me too. I'll see you later, yeah?"

"I'll see you later," she replied as Peter hurried back to his friends. She looked over at the group of boys, giving them a timid smile and a quick wave before hurrying after her friends.

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