A/N: Hi! I was so happy to get two reviews that I decided to go ahead and upload the next chapter. Now, let me clear something up: This isn't an l/j fanfic. I'll do one for them later. They won't get together in this, they'll just play pranks, and I'm not going to try and concentrate on them. I just figured like I'd throw that bit in there because I felt like it.... And Lily hates the Slytherins just as much as any other Gryffindors do.... All in all, Lily doesn't play a major part in this fic, at all.

In truth, I'm not sure how long this thing will turn out to be, I've already got about five chapters written, but I dunno.... Oh, and guess what? There is a plot. Yep. It's not a very good one, but it's there.

If you see the name Brielle in here, pretend that it says Kamara instead. I changed her name.

Disclaimer: Not mine, sadly, though if they were up for auction, who's to say I wouldn't bid?

Dedications: Same as before.

Thank You: To my two reviewers (Beth and bluemeanies), you guys are AWESOME! (I'm psyched because I got reviews. ME. Reviews!) Bluemeanies: Brielle will fight with one (or more) characters, but not with Lily. She doesn't play that big a role in this story, sorry. (things might change, you never know)

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Kamara closed the door behind her and sighed as one thought crossed her mind:

Stress was killer.

Homework, Slytherin jerks (Snape and Malfoy in particular) and the Marauders kept her busy. The Marauders especially. She was always finding problems in their would-be genius plans. They kept her on her toes when she was around them, and there had been more than a few times when they'd pulled (more like jerked or dragged) her into one of their pranks. She had learned never to accept any food from Sirius, no matter if it looked completely innocent, to be prepared for flying glass and curses when James and Lily were in the same room together, that Remus was the best person to tell your problems to, and that Peter wasn't quite as boring as he looked (though he was just about as dim).

She smiled as she thought of the Marauders. She didn't know what had compelled them to decide to become friends with her, but was she ever glad that they did. She couldn't really bring herself to make friends, and the Marauders were really the only ones she had ever had. At first, in the middle of third year, when James, Sirius, Remus and Peter had finally noticed her and began to pursue her, she had thought they were picking on her and being regular annoying boys.

Then one night, with about a month to go until summer vacation, the four of them snuck up on Kamara when she was in the library and dragged her into an empty classroom, where they proceeded in giving her a detailed analysis of a prank that they needed her help on (she was notorious for her strength in Potions). Deciding that there really was no other option (What would they do if she had said no? Pestered her until she gave in.), Brielle agreed.

And when the Slytherins all came to breakfast the next morning in assorted shades of green, the four boys and Brielle shared a private laugh; a laugh between friends.

And friends they had stayed. She told them everything.

Well, almost everything.

They didn't know about her little "situation". They didn't need too, either. Why bother their thoughts with her problems? They didn't need to know anything about her parents. They didn't need to know anything at all.

But that didn't daunt their friendship. Though she wasn't a Marauder herself and she never played pranks unless she was either a) bribed; b) blackmailed; or c) Sirius had drugged her pumpkin juice (it had happened to her before), she gave them ideas and helped them along the way. She really did enjoy seeing their victims run around like chickens with their heads cut off. She enjoyed it even more seeing them get yelled at by Professor McGonagall, or, better still, having detention with Sinistra.

Yes, the Marauders were such a fun group to be friends with. Sometimes Kamara couldn't even believe her good fortune. There was James: ringleader, mastermind, and founder of the Marauders, all-around prankster and good guy (most of the time); Sirius: mischievous, troublesome, one of those people that had an aura about him that seemed to say "I'm crazy, evil, and proud of it!". Kamara knew that when Sirius got that malicious glint in his eyes, it was best to back out of the room slowly. Remus, who was kind, compassionate, loyal, gentle, trustworthy, usually the one to stop Sirius from killing Snape and always there to lend a shoulder to cry on; and Peter, who, although he wasn't the brightest of the four, he was a good friend, and he held a fair grade in Herbology.

Kamara had to admit, though, that Remus was her favorite of the four. He never asked too many questions, and always knew what type of manner was appropriate. Remus was one of those people that had a sort of air about him that gave off a sense of knowledge, and that intimidated a few people when he used it to it's full extent. If she ever chose to dislodge her secret, Remus would be the one to tell.

Not that she would reveal her secret any time soon. Probably never, with any luck.

Just when Kamara was about to go to sleep, the dormitory door burst open, revealing a ruffled-looking, blue-haired Lily Evans, who appeared to be torn between maniac laughter and furious screams.

Despite the fact that Lily and Kamara had been room mates since first year, Brielle didn't really know Lily or speak to her, other than a few "Hi, Hello and How are you?"'s every once in a while. For the most part, they got along, and they both considered the other a nice person.

But back to the matter at hand.

"That Potter makes me so... so... mad!" cried Lily, apparently very angry. Then she began to howl with laughter, rolling on the floor and clutching her stomach, much to the bewilderment of Kamara, who was watching the scene with a mixture of curiousity and amusement. After calming down, Lily then smiled serenely at Kamara, took out her Charms book, found the counter-charm and changed her hair back to regular.

Kamara grinned to herself. Another row with James, huh? That would have been interesting to see.... They always are....

And with those thoughts, Kamara drifted off to sleep.

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A/N: Sorry it's so short. Preview for next chapter: It'll be about as short as this one (I'm SORRY!) but the... er... prank will go down at breakfast (see first chapter), Brielle will have some musings about just what Remus is hiding, and we'll get a POV from Sirius. Remember, the more reviews I get, the sooner the next chapter gets up!