A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. I was working on some of my other stories. REVIEW!!!!!

James' POV:

I woke up in the Heads' Common Room sitting on the couch, with Lily's head on my shoulder, her auburn hair cascading across my chest. I looked around to find that I was the only person awake. Mary and Sirius were lying side by side on the floor, holding hands. Rachel and Remus, who we discovered the night before had been secretly going out for two months, were both sitting asleep in one armchair, Rachel on Remus' lap. Frank and Alice were on the other side of our couch, in roughly the same position that Lily and I were in. I couldn't see Peter anywhere, and I vaguely remembered him sulking up stairs at around eleven last night, mumbling something about "hating gooey couple stuff."

Just then Sirius woke up with a start. "Ugh, what time is it?"

James looked at his watch and said, "Eleven. We'd better get downstairs if we want breakfast."

"Yeah," said Sirius, turning to Mary to wake her up.

I turned back to Lily and started trailing kisses down her jaw. She stirred and leaned forward to kiss me full on the mouth. She then got up and walked over to Moony and Rachel's armchair. While Lily dealt with Moony and Rachel I turned to Alice and Frank.

Once everyone was up we all went down to breakfast, where we met up with Wormtail. Afterwards we all went out for a snowball fight.

Severus' POV:

I was eating breakfast in the Great Hall much later than usual. I had overslept because I had been awake late into the night thinking about my run-in with Lily and Potter. I was moodily poking at my cereal when I saw the entire Gryffindor gang waltz in. I watched Lily with a pang of regret. If things had been different I could be the one with my hand casually around her waste, and Potter could be the one watching. I had to stop thinking about it, she wasn't Lily, she was a mudblood like any other. I was no blood traitor, I wouldn't associate with mudbloods, and I didn't want to, or at least, I wasn't supposed to want to.

I left the Slytherin table and went outside to sit by the lake. I sat there for a few minutes trying desperately to think of nothing when Potter, Lily—no it isn't Lily it's Evans, Longbottom, Prewet, Boot, Lupin, Pettigrew, Black, and McDonald came out. Soon they were having a snowball fight and it was with a pang that I realized that if I'd chosen a different path I could be with them. Stop it! I thought, You don't want to be like them! You shouldn't want to! I went in, hoping that by escaping the sight of Li—Evans I could escape thoughts of her.

Peter's POV:

I was sick of this. Sick of them. Always being excluded, never fully part of the group. Only put up with, never needed, never appreciated. Now, to make things worse, they're all coupled up, and I'm alone. I needed a way to escape this. I needed new friends, people like me. I didn't want friends that associated with mudbloods. How could I have known all those years ago that my three pureblood friends would turn out to be bloodtraitors? I'd been thinking about it for a while, but I was ready to act. I wanted in with the Death Eaters. They were having a snowball fight while I watched, when I saw Snape get up and walk into the castle. I decided to follow him.

"Hey, Snape!" I called; he stopped right outside the dungeons.

"What do you want Pettigrew?" he sneered.

"I want in."

"What?"

"I want in with the Death Eaters."

"Why should I believe you? Friend of bloodtraitors and mudbloods alike. Why would you want in with us?" 'Us'? Interesting. So, he already was one.

"I've never agreed with them. I thought I could overlook it, but I can't anymore. I want in."

"Come with me," he said, "I will floo Luscious."

Maybe, just maybe, this would work…