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Chapter1: Harry Sullivan

"James Potter, get your butt down here NOW!" Lily Evans shrieked, running into the Gryffindor Common Room.

"What'd I do now?" James asked, coming down the stairs from the boy's dormitories with his best friend Sirius Black. They nodded at Remus Lupin, another of their friends. He was currently hiding behind a book. Lily's temper was infamous and he hoped James wouldn't drag him into their argument, again.

The entire Common Room was watching with interest. Lily and James' arguments usually were very entertaining and watching James' rejection was always interesting. You would have thought he'd have stopped asking her out during arguments. Mind you, that was the only time she ever conversed with him.

"What did you do! What did you do!" Lily was muttering distractedly. "I'll tell you what you did!" She suddenly screamed. "YOU THREATENED TO BEAT MY BOYFRIEND UP IF HE DIDN'T BREAK UP WITH ME!"

James didn't appear at all shocked by this outburst and answered perfectly calmly, "I did no such thing. Sirius did."

Sirius had got a front row seat to watch, but went and stood by James' shoulder at this remark. "I didn't do it. Remus did."

Remus shuddered. He should have known if James hadn't brought him in, Sirius would. "Umm….Peter did?" he suggested cautiously, quickly and quietly. But before anyone could move, he raced out of the Common Room and to the library, as fast as his legs could carry him. Peter Pettigrew was a chubby, insignificant boy. He wasn't particularly skilful and wouldn't still be at Hogwarts if it hadn't been for the other Marauders. But even they couldn't keep him from getting hexed as many times as he was by bad tempered Slytherins. He was currently in the hospital wing after he had mysteriously sprouted feelers.

Lily suddenly seemed to have recovered herself. "AS IF ANYONE WOULD BE THREATENED BY PETTIGREW!" She turned back to James. "If you want to be hexed to oblivion then do this again. But I won't keep my temper next time." With this dire warning, she started up the Girls' Staircase. She turned half-way up the stairs as James drew breath. "And no, Potter, I will not go out with you."

As soon as she reached the top James visibly deflated, staring at the point where she had disappeared. Sirius patted him on his back. "You shouldn't have threatened him, mate."

"Umm…. Let's visit P…umm…eter, Peter," James responded, struggling to bring his attention to the here and now.

Sirius immediately picked up on his hurt and despondency, but knew better than to mention it or ask the cause. Not that he didn't know the cause, of course. Lily Evans. Sirius often wondered what James saw in her, but knew better than to try and understand. He didn't think he ever would.

"Let's go see Peter. Wonder if he still has his feelers?" Sirius' voice was marinated in mischief. He and James left the common room chuckling.