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*Calls J.K. Rowling*

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...She hung up.

A/N: This is my second publicly shared FanFiction. (To read more about my first attempts at writing FanFics, see my bio...)

Also, I would like to point out that this is my FIRST EVER attempt at writing in 1st-Person POV, so please let me know how I did!

And thank you to Animorphs007 for reading through every single one of my fanfics I've ever written...she's been a big help!

This is actually an idea that has been bouncing around in my head for some time now. It started back when I was looking for some fanart I could use for my OC on a Harry Potter Roleplay website called Wizmail. My character (Maggie Weasley) has red hair and green eyes and was dating Remus Lupin's son, so I started looking for Lily/Remus fanart. I discovered that, apparently, Lily/Remus isn't a very popular pairing used in fanart, or fanfiction for that matter. That's when I started pondering the idea of writing one of my own. It was around that time that I read Bloody Phantom's Harry PotterLupin? and finally found inspiration for my first Lily/Remus fanfic. Enjoy!

Howling At The Moon,

~M.J.W.

Moon Lilies

Chapter One – Losing Control

It was November 5th, 1977.

The after-party for the Gryffindor/Ravenclaw Quidditch game, a Gryffindor victory in our first game of the year, roared on around me as I sat by the fire, oblivious to it all. In one hand, I was clutching a slightly crumpled letter. The other held a half-finished glass of firewhiskey - my third one of the night. I wasn't drunk. I knew my limits and wouldn't dare cross them, I was too smart for that.

Although, after reading that letter, I almost wish I was drunk...though I admit the letter itself wasn't the only reason. I had been pretty upset before then.

And why was I upset?

For the first time in almost seven years, James Potter wasn't interested in me. You would think that I'd be happy about that - ecstatic even - but I wasn't. for some inexplicable reason, as I set there watching James cuddle on the sofa with my best friend Jezelyn Lewis, I felt a burning jealousy course through me. This was soon followed by the gargantuan wave of sadness that hit me when I realized he didn't like me anymore.

Why? Why was I upset? This was Potter, for Pete's sake! I'd hated him with a deep and utter loathing since day one on the train! Why did I suddenly feel so empty?

"Lily?"

I felt someone sit on the arm of my chair. A hand reached over and gently pulled the letter from my grasp.

"Tuney got married," I said softly, staring off into nothingness. "She didn't even tell me she was engaged."

"Oh, Lily," Remus breathed, kneeling in front of me.

"I'm her sister," I whispered. I felt my eyes brim with tears, and before I could stop myself, I was crying silently into my lap.

"That's not all, is it?" Remus asked knowingly. I shook my head. "Want to talk about it?" I nodded. It often happened that I got upset over something I couldn't talk to the girls about. Petunia was one of those somethings. When this happened, Remus and I would sit on his bed with the curtains drawn and I would tell him everything that was bothering me. He was the first friend I had made after arriving at Hogwarts, and I was the first to discover why Remus disappeared every month.

It had started back at the end of my fifth year when I realized I could no longer turn to Severus for help. I was just glad Potter still hadn't caught on, or Remus would have been killed at least a hundred times by then.

Remus plucked the half-finished glass of firewhiskey from my fingers and left it on the table for someone else to clean up later. He helped me to my feet and put a comforting arm around my shoulders, leading me over to the boys' staircase with a quick glance to make sure no-one was watching.

~ R ~ J ~ L ~

I closed the curtains around my bed, automatically muttering a silencing charm, and sat with my back against the headboard. Lily sat beside me and pulled her knees to her chest.

"So, what's bothering you?" I asked gently, not wanting to sound forceful. She chewed her lip and her forehead creased in thought.

"It's...Potter," she said after a moment.

"James?" I frowned. What had he done this time?

"Yes," Lily said. "I...well, he's going out with Jez now, and...he's not obsessed with me anymore." I hid an amused smile. She seemed to be having trouble trying to say what she was thinking.

"Are you upset that she agreed to date him?" I asked. "Or are you worried he's going to hurt her?"

"Neither," Lily mumbled. My eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Oh?" I asked. "Then what is it?"

"I think..." she bit her lip. "...I think I'm jealous."

"You're not jealous," I told her with a humorous grinned. "Well, not because he's dating Jezelyn and not you."

"What?" Lily asked, confused.

"You're jealous because she's getting his attention instead of you," I explained. At her puzzled look, I sighed. "He's been giving you special attention for six years. Now that he's not, you probably feel less wanted, less needed, or at least less noticed."

"How do you know?" Lily asked.

"Sirius," I said simply. "He used to get all the attention from his family, being the Black Heir. Then he got sorted into Gryffindor, and that all changed. They ignored him half the time, whenever they weren't telling him how much of a disgrace he was."

Lily stared at me.

"You're joking."

"No, I'm not, actually," I laughed. "But the point is, you just miss the attention. I don't think you actually have feelings for James."

"Whew!" Lily said, wiping her brow in exaggerated relief. "Well, thank Merlin for that!"

I laughed, making her grin back at me.

"Did you want to talk about Petunia?" I asked, still smiling. Her grin faltered slightly.

"Not...not particularly," she said. I looked down at the letter in my hand. "You can read it if you want," she muttered, wrapping her arms around her knees. "It's easier than telling you myself."

I gave her a sympathetic smile and unfolded the paper.

"Lily,

I wasn't planning on writing you, but decided it was for the best. Last weekend, I was married─"

I stopped and glared at the letter, pulling Lily into a hug as she burst into tears. I rubbed her back soothingly and let her cry, knowing it was better to let it out than to hold it in.

"S-Sorry," Lily sniffed, wiping her eyes. "Keep going." I nodded silently and looked down at the letter again.

"Last weekend, I was married to Vernon Dursley, who proposed to me back in February. Knowing you were busy with "school," I decided not to bother you with it. The only reason I am telling you now is because Vernon doesn't know that your kind use owls to send your mail, and I don't want one of those filthy creatures to fly into our home and scare him. Don't send me anything unless you plan on doing it the normal way. You can ask mum for our address. I didn't want to risk one of your freaky friends discovering where we live. I'd rather you not write me at all, unless it is of the utmost importance.

- Petunia"

I stared down at the letter, trying to process what I had just read.

"That's the first letter she's sent me since third year," Lily said quietly.

"And which letter was that?" I asked out of curiosity. Lily blinked rapidly as her eyes teared up again.

"The one telling me to stop writing her," she whispered. "She wouldn't talk to me, you know. All last summer, not even a word. She left every time I entered the room, and when Mum sent her to tell me something, she'd just shove a note in my hand and leave as quickly as she could. I'm losing my s-sister, and I d-don't think that's anything I c-can do about it!"

Tears were running down her cheeks. She wiped them away furiously, but I quickly caught her wrists. She looked up, startled.

"Don't hold it in," I said softly. "It only makes it worse. Let it all out."

Lily gave in and buried her face in my chest, dissolving into tears. For a moment I froze in shock. Yes, I had comforted her before, and yes, we had been friends since first year, but something about this made it feel as though she was a bit too close. Moony obviously noticed too, because I was having a hard time keeping him under control.

After an awkward moment of sitting frozen, I quickly pushed away my shock and wrapped my arms around her, comforting her. I ran a hand soothingly through her hair and rubbed her back, waiting patiently for her to calm down.

I smiled when she lifted her head to look at me.

"Feel better?" I asked. She nodded, staring up at me with shining emerald eyes. I had to tighten my reign on Moony when she bit her lip pensively.

"Thank you," she whispered. "And I'm sorry─"

"Don't be," I said quickly. "I'm always here to make you feel better. Don't you ever forget that!" I smiled and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, as I always did at the end of these talks we often had, but this time she turned her head at the last second and I caught her lips instead.

We leapt apart instantly, eyes wide and staring at eachother in shock. Then she leaned forward, biting her lip, and before I know what was happening, Moony was in control.

End of Chapter One

A/N: Thank you so much for reading the first chapter of my second FanFiction posted in the history of forever! Please leave a response! Critiques wanted...PLEASE tell me any and all opinions, good and bad! Flames will be used to torch Horcruxes.

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~M.J.W.

Edited Cover Image Belongs To Jason Manzatt and Claudia Wallace