One month had almost past since the night when Sirius had watched Remus make his way to an abandoned building. Remus had only inspected the broken mirror a handful of times since that night, and each time he had been within the grounds of the castle, appearing to live a normal student life. For the rest, Remus kept the mirror at the bottom of his trunk, only occasionally pondering where it had come from and who it belonged to.

"Oi, Lupin! You're in the way!" James Potter yelled, pushing rudely past Remus to get into the Gryffindor common room. Remus shot him a glare, but Potter was already up the staircase which lead to the boys' dormitory. Not wanting to join him in the dormitory, Remus entered through the portrait hole and found an empty table next to an open window to sit at. Pulling out his copy of 'Creatures of the Night', Remus sighed as opened it to the chapter covering Werewolves. He was not looking forward to writing an essay essentially about himself.

The dormitory door slammed open and James Potter marched inside, taking Sirius Black by enough surprise that he accidentally poured the liquid contents of a small phial on the carpeted floor. In front of him bubbled a tiny cauldron which nestled over a small flame in a jar. Angrily Sirius looked up from the floor at James. "Why'd you do that?! Now I have to get some more from Slughorn's cupboard! It was hard enough the first time with that Evan's girl loitering around the door." He pulled out his wand and doused the stained carpet with strong-smelling bleach.

"Sirius, you can't just brew it there! Anyone could walk in!" James attempted to shout in a hushed tone and he scurried forward and peered into the potion which was now at a simmer.

Sirius folded his arms, continuing to look up at his friend. "Where else am I supposed to do it? We could get caught anywhere. And besides, it's not like the teachers or prefects ever come here." While he was speaking, James opened the cupboard nearest to his bed and gestured at the empty top shelf. "At least put it in here while it's just simmering away. The idea of you storing fire under your bed doesn't help me sleep at night." Sirius supposed James had a point here at least, and muttered "Okay. Fine." While he scooped up the flame and cauldron carefully with magic and levitated it into the cupboard, like James had suggested.

"Don't worry about that, either." James said, pointing at the empty phial left on the floor. "I'll go and get it this time." He grinned, closing the cupboard door carefully behind him. "I suppose it's soon time to test it out, right?"

A mischievous grin spread across Sirius' face now too, and he nodded. "Just need to decide whose hair to take now." The room filled with an air of excitement.

That night Remus awoke to the sound of a 'hiss' followed by a small 'pop' escaping from somewhere within the room. After a few moments of silence, he rolled over in his bed and fell back asleep assuming he had only imagined the sound.

A few days later, the full month had come around and it was time for Remus to make his escape once more. Packing his necessities into the small travel bag during the light of early morning, he made his way down to the great hall for breakfast. As he travelled down the length of the Gryffindor table, he over-heard some girls gossiping about Lily Evans. Remus knew Lily, although they weren't friends as per-se, he thought very kindly of her. She was an exceptionally talented witch, often he would bump into her studying in the library. Her opinion on werewolves and their nature "not being their fault" sat also well with him.

"Archibald Bulstrode caught her letting Cornish pixies free in Professor Wood's office. The nasty little buggers broke his prized Quidditch cup." The tallest girl was telling her friends.

"Which one?" A small, plump girl responded with slightly too much excitement in her voice.

Turning to face her, the tall girl responded with raised eyebrows, "Let's just say, it wasn't a Hogwarts cup Janine."

Scratching his head a little, Remus continued to search for an empty seat, which wasn't surrounded by people he disliked, at the table. That certainly didn't sound like a thing Lily Evans would do, but then, he didn't really know her. Drawing up a chair next to Frank Longbottom, a couple of years his senior, Remus took his seat at the table, his mind still considering Lily Evans. "Wotcha Remus." Frank held up his hand briefly in a greeting. "You look a bit troubled, anything the matter? If it's that Potter kid again, I can sort 'im out for ya."

Remus just shook his head and smiled. "Nah, it's nothing. But thanks for asking." He leant across the table and helped himself to a fresh croissant. Just as he was about to ask Frank to pass over the jam, Lily Evans stumbled into the hall, making a beeline for Remus; or so he thought until she came to a halt a few seats down, by what appeared to be a group of her friends. "Professor Wood gave me detention for a month for destroying his office! It wasn't me!" She sobbed, lowering her head onto the table as one of her friends patted her shoulder gently.

"Ah~ what a nice day to fly!" James Potter exclaimed joyfully to the class, placing his hands behind his head whilst he flew in and out of the other students, all of whom were desperately trying to stay balanced on their broomsticks with both hands tightly gripping their handles. "Life is fun, right!" He winked at Lily Evans as their flight paths crossed.