I hugged Lily close as she sobbed, feeling tears slide down my face as well. Lily was like my sister; I couldn't stand her weeping. I wanted to beat James to a pulp. How stupid was he? Going off to kiss another girl while Lily was starting to realize her feelings for him? Couldn't he see her glances, her smiles, and the love shining in her eyes?

"James Potter, you are an asshole." I glared at the back of my best friend. "How dense can you get?"
"What now, Padfoot?" James rubbed the back of his neck as he turned to face me. I groaned in frustration.

"You were snogging some Ravenclaw? What about Lily?"

"What about her?"

"I thought you were in love with her!"

"I was. Now I'm not. What difference does it make to you?" James glowered at me.

"Excuse me? Lily's like my little sister, and I'm not going to let her be hurt by some fool who can't see what a treasure he has."

"Sirius, this has nothing to do with you."

"THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME? It has everything to do with me! It has to do with the fact that my best friend is breaking the heart of the girl who is just like my little sister! It has to do with the fact that Lily is sobbing her heart out because of you and my heart aches to see her that way and YOU are the reason for it!"

James looked at me coldly, but I could see a faint concern in his eyes. Even now, as he denied his feelings, he was still worried about Lily. He turned to the window behind him and stared out at the meadows.

"Sirius, I'm tired of being rejected. I can't bear the hurt that comes every time she rejects me or insults me." I could hear the tears in his voice.

"Maybe," I said softly. I walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "But now Lily's the one who's hurting."

He took a deep breath and turned to face me. "All right. Where is she?"

"Girls bathroom."