AN: More is most certainly to come. Sorry this wasn't up as soon as the others have been. I've been through a lot lately, including a death of my best friend on FanFiction. It hurts too much to write Twilight, because she was a big fan, but it helps to write Harry Potter, so that's what I'll concentrate on. Because of this, I'll probably change my name to something more Harry Potter-y. Probably GingerMarauderette, to match my MNFF name. But I don't want to talk about it, so let's get on with the chapter.

Disclaimer: You all know I don't own HP or RM?... do I have to keep saying it?

Also, I don't own the line "Every little piece, love" – James says it later on in the chapter. It's from the amazing Taylor Swift song called "Stay Beautiful"

Lily

Everyone's gone now, except for Sophia and Bethany, who came to drop off a huge scrapbook.

"Maybe it will help you remember." Bethany whispers, her voice thick with tears. They both turned on their heels and leave the room. As soon as they are out the door, I grab their scrapbook and start looking.

Nothing triggers anything. Not even the picture of my seventeenth, where, in the picture, we are holding Muggle alcoholic drinks and are so drunk it rivals the time I sang 'Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee.' The picture of us studying in front of the fire, laughing doesn't do anything either. Nor does a picture of me casting a perfect spell in Charms, charming a pineapple to tap dance. The picture of me pouring ingredients into a cauldron is exactly that – a girl pouring ingredients into a cauldron. All these pictures are from someone else's life, I think. I don't remember the feelings I must have been feeling when someone took a picture of Sophia, Bethany and I walking into the Great Hall, arm in arm. I don't remember what I was thinking when someone took a picture of Sophia, Bethany and I started a food fight in the Great Hall, only minutes after we walked in, I presume, seeing as we are wearing the same outfits. I don't remember what we were doing when we got our picture taken at Hogsmeade in Halloween at the Three Broomsticks, laughing and smiling, enjoying ourselves.

My eyes start to fill as I realize that I had so many amazing moments... with amazing friends... I had an amazing life... and I don't even remember it.

I turn the page. The picture on it is huge. Sophia, Bethany and I seem to be getting ready for a formal. I'm wearing a white, floor length dress with a huge green flower at the chest. I see the stem snaking down the length of my dress. My hair is in a messy bun at the nape of my neck, and I'm applying make-up the Muggle way. The best thing about the outfit is my shoes. Emerald and a heel that isn't too big, and isn't too small. I promise myself that after I get out of the Hospital Wing, I will find those shoes to see if they'll trigger anything. Sophia's outfit is very old fashioned. High white neck blouse with a skirt black starting underneath her breasts and flipping out at her knees. Her shoes are black flats with a little white buckle. Her dark hair is curled and pulled to one side. Her make-up is very neutral, just a soft line of eyeliner, a sweep of blush, barely-there brown eye shadow. Her lips are the only thing that isn't neutral; bright red lipstick, making her lips look so full it makes me wish I had them too. Bethany's dress, of course, was modern and... almost not there, to be honest. It was a little strapless turquoise number and it started low on the chest and finished almost mid-thigh. The entire right hip was covered with a silver star, and the hem was lined with tiny silver stars. Bethany's long white-blond hair was pin-straight and pushed back with a headband the exact same color as the dress, her hair teased so that it made a bump on her head. Her shoes were silver and had what had to be a seven-inch heel. She was already tall enough, I thought. I had always envied Bethany for her height, which was five feet, nine inches. She has glittery silver eye liner and turquoise eye shadow. We all looked beautiful.

The next picture is of us meeting our dates, with the caption "GIRL SWAP!" underneath. I looked at my partner, who was Remus Lupin. He was sliding a corsage on my wrist and I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek as a thank you. Sophia was with Sirius Black and looked absolutely disgusted. He was eating a sandwich sloppily, almost getting Sophia's outfit dirty. Bethany was with James, laughing at something he had said. I frowned when I realized we didn't match our dates. Sirius' dress robes had hints of turquoise and silver, and Remus' were black and white with sharp, straight lines. James' had green accents too.

"That was certainly a weird night." I look up to see James walking into the room, calmer now. "We all had our proper dates, but then Sirius had the bright idea of swapping dates, so none of us matched. I was going to go with you." He added quietly.

"And Sophia was going with Remus, Sirius was going with Bethany. Figures." I said. "Did you have fun with Bethany?" I asked. He would like Bethany. She was flirty and fun, just like him.

"Sort of. We didn't have a bad time, per se." James replied. "Sophia spent the whole evening running away from Sirius." He laughed and then continued. "He's been obsessed with her since fifth year. He thinks she's too good and needs to break out of her shell."

"Has she?" I said. Sophia was quiet, like me. Bethany covered the spot of the loud friend so Sophia and I could be left in peace.

"Nope. She keeps turning him down in this quiet whisper. She's shyer than you used to be."

"Used to be?" I said.

"Man, I have got to stop doing that." He said, rubbing his forehead. "That's not what I came here to talk about. I wanted to talk about us, and where we are now." He said, eyes peering into mine.

"Okay. Could you pass me some of my pumpkin juice?" I added. He passed some to me quickly.

"I'm going to tell you every single detail of our relationship, okay?" He stated. "It'll be a win-win situation, because if it triggers your memory, we'll be one step closer to a full recovery. If not, you know what's been going on."

"Okay." I say again.

"It all started in the middle of fifth year. You had been made a prefect, and I had been made Quidditch captain. I was going through a bit of a state and didn't think I was any good at Quidditch. I had stayed out until midnight to practice and was trying to sneak into the dorms without anyone noticing me. I was almost there when you turned around and whipped out your wand, disarming me and sending me flying a good fifteen feet. You ran over to me, thinking you had killed me or something, and started shaking me. I was perfectly fine, but still kind of... depressed about the Quidditch issue. You asked me why I was down, I told you, and we talked until a student came down for breakfast."

"That long?" I said, shocked.

"Yeah, but my favourite part of the story is coming up. Any who, I suggested jokingly that since we were so tired, we should fake sick and go sleep up in our dorms. You agreed, and we ran up to my dorm. You slept in my bed, and I slept in Sirius'. It took us hours to fall asleep, because we would each keep laughing at how ridiculous the situation was. We slept the whole day. Trust me, Pete, Sirius and Remus were awful shocked to see you there, Lils."

"Did we get in trouble?" I whispered, surprised when it came out as a whisper. I had wanted it to sound loud. And strong.

"Yeah. We got a detention. We had to polish the trophies in the trophy case. We got about halfway though before you accidently sent your rag over your shoulder, splashing me in the face. I thought you were starting it on purpose, so I flung some back at you. The fight started from there, and by the end of the night, we were both drenched in soapy water, clinging to each other for balance and laughing so hard Peeves actually told us to shut up."

"Wow." I said. "That's the biggest shocker since I woke up and realized Hey, I think I'm fourteen." I said. James just laughed. "Continue," I egg him on.

"We didn't even make it to the dorms. You hauled me to the sofa and we both slept there. Don't worry," he quickly added after seeing my eyes go wide. "There was nothing inappropriate, and we were awake before anyone saw us. You let me into the boys' prefect bathroom, you went into the girls."

"Okay."

"We were best friends since that day. For a while, it was just me and you. No Sirius, even."

Okay, woah." I stop him. "We were that close?"

"We were the best of friends." He whispers. "Anyway, Sirius got upset that I ditched him and Remus and Peter, so you... joined our group."

"I'm too shocked to say something wise-assed about that." I give him a little laugh.

"It was like that for a while. We were so close, Lils." He emphasized. "It was like we were all related or something. Remus held your hair once when you throwing up because you had too much... san... sangari..."

"Sangria." I provide. Virgin Sangria was my favourite drink in fourth year, and I guess I drink the real stuff now.

"Yes. That. Sirius snuck into Hogsmeade to get you your favourite Muggle tampons, Peter actually went on one of your ridiculous 4 AM runs with you, because none of us wanted to get up. And you know how lazy he is"

"Did you do anything cute like that?" I say jokingly.

He looks at his feet. "I stayed up for forty-nine hours straight with you and Bethany when she had a pregnancy scare. When Sophia got her heart broken by a Hufflepuff boy, I let her cry on my shoulder so you could sleep. When you sprained your ankle in Honeydukes, I gave you a piggy-back all the way to the hospital wing. Some nights, you would come into my room, just wander right in, and ask me to get up and go for a walk with you so you could work off your period cramps. And no matter how exhausted I was, I would always get up and go with you. I missed a Quidditch game to help you study, and another one when you had a flu bug and didn't want to be alone. I cried with you when your sister got married and didn't invite you."

"Oh, James." Is all I say.

"Then, on Halloween of sixth year, we were sitting on the sofa, looking over Charms notes. I had been having difficulty with a Sobriety Charm. When I got it, you were so excited you leaned in to kiss my cheek, but I turned my head unknowingly and you got my lips. We were both surprised, but you leaned against my forehead.

'Was that a mistake?' You asked, so close to me your lips where whispering against mine.

'Possibly. But this one isn't.' We kissed again, and again after that. That's when we decided we couldn't fight it anymore. We got together that night."

"Wow."

"Yeah. We didn't really tell anyone, we kind of just... fell into a relationship. They all seemed to figure it out. It was simple, Lily. You yourself said, just a few days before the accident, 'I can't believe we haven't been doing this all along' When you turned seventeen later on in the year, your parents' told me about the ring they were getting, to make sure I wouldn't get the same one, because you had told me how much you liked it. So I had the idea to get you a similar one, and Bethany and Sophia wanted to do the set thing too. You were happy when you got them. And just so you know, we had the party in The Three Broomsticks, and it was voted party of the year. It was crazy, we all got so drunk..." He trails off, thinking of that night.

"Then our anniversary came along. I wrote to your parents so much that you yelled at me when your owl would always come to me. They told me all about things you had said when you were little, and all the movies you liked scenes from. I watched them all, Lily. I studied Jane Austen books to make this perfect. And when it came... boy, Lily, was it ever perfect."

"What happened?" I say, so engrossed in the story that for a moment I forget it's my story.

"I had the Room of Requirement set up romantically, all beautiful and warm, with candles floating like in the Great Hall. There were flowers everywhere and a table set up in the middle. We had a nice dinner, and talked. The chairs were getting hard, so we sat on the couch and kept talking and... um..."

"Oh Merlin." I say as realization dawns on me. "We slept together?!" My life is in ruins. Everything I know has just crashed around me. I slept with James Potter?! The man I hate with my heart and soul? I lost my virginity to a guy I hate?! Wouldn't that be, like, rape?

"No..." Relief floods me. "We were about to, but we both decided at the same time it wasn't the right time. We were a little too caught up in the moment. It wasn't awkward either. We just went on as normal."

"How... far did we go?" Please don't let him have seen me naked. Please don't let him have seen me naked.

"We almost went the whole way, Lils. I was about to - "

"Oh God, don't say it! You've seen me naked." I pressed my hands to my head, massaging my temples.

"You're beautiful, Lily." He says a little too quickly. "Every little piece, love."

"Thanks!" I say, half out of annoyance, half being sarcastic.

"If it comes as any comfort, you've seen me naked too." He points out.

"Bad mental picture, bad mental picture!" I cry, rubbing my eyes with my fists.

"Sorry." He says. "Anyway, the story doesn't end there. We still have a bit more."

"No more big surprises?" I ask wearily.

"None. Anyway, we exchanged presents. I got you that necklace, that scarf and hat you wanted down at Hogsmeade, and that Muggle perfume you were running out of."

"Elizabeth Taylor White Diamonds?" I say. "I love that stuff! I've been wearing it since - "

"Third year, I know." James smiles. "And, as our Gag Gift, I got you a pair of free socks from the Three Broomsticks."

"Gag Gift?" I ask.

"We started it a long time ago. We would never want to mood to get too serious when we were exchanging presents, so we would get each other a useless, usually free gift that would insult you if it was your real present."

"I like that idea." I say. "What did I get you?"

"You got me a Muggle thing called a telephone so we could talk more, the most beautiful set of quills that you charmed to smell like you when I wrote something smart – don't laugh, they made me top of the class - some cologne and a whole book of Quidditch moves I hadn't heard of. Your Gag Gift was the best though. Every time I look at them I laugh."

"What was it?" I ask, holding in my giggles.

"It was tighty-whities with I Heart Sirius written across the bottom."

I laugh so hard I almost pee my pants. I wipe my tears and say "I can't believe I actually got you those! Has Sirius seen them?"

"Nope." James says, laughing as well.

"Oh Merlin, I've really changed, haven't I?" I say, my voice barely over a whisper.

"Yeah Lily." James says, suddenly serious. "We all have."

"Is the story over?" I ask.

"No. One last little bit."

"Okay."

"I took you out from a broomstick ride after we exchanged presents. It was so dark outside. I climbed on my Nimbus 360 and you climbed on. You were so scared to fall off; you had your arms wrapped around me so hard I have the bruises." He lifts up his shirt to show me. "Granted, it was yesterday, but still - "

"Yesterday was our anniversary?! This all happened yesterday?!" I all but shout at him.

"Yeah. But yell and freak out at me after. The most important part is coming up." He takes a deep breath before he continues. "We started flying. We flew around the pitch a couple times before we came to the hard, swerving turn you said I wouldn't be able to make. I tried, and well, I did it, but you lost your grip and fell," He takes another deep breath. "You fell over a hundred and fifty feet. I tried to race you to the ground, I even dove off the broom to try and catch you so I could get the harder fall. I did catch you in the end, but I only got a good grip around your waist and you hit your head on the ground. I ran you up to the Hospital Wing, and well, the rest is history." He sighs. "Do you remember anything?"

I shake my head, and for a while I can't speak. "What are we going to do about our relationship?" I ask.

"Do you want to be in a relationship with me right now? Answer me honestly." He says.

"No."

"Then we are going to do nothing about our relationship."

I had so many questions to ask him. I opened my mouth to speak, but he got up and left, taking all the answers with him before I could stop him.

AN: PLEASE REVIEW! And tell me if you all liked Half-Blood Prince! It came out three days ago and I most certainly loved it! Half-Blood Prince is my favourite book in the series. If you want my opinion, ask for it and I will tell you.