-1Originally Planned

I had planned to get some studying done.

I really had.

But I guess that things never turn out the way they're expected.

First a third year timidly asked for some help on a potions assignment and he looked so cute as he shyly bit his lip as though I was going to refuse. As if I would, I'm not James… ouch that was a little harsh. James has been a great help and I shouldn't be bitching about him, even if it was in my head.

So I helped the kid and about half an hour later he finally understood the theory behind this particular potion and which affect each ingredient had on the potion.

Unfortunately, the moment he left to go back to his friends Remus came up and laid one hell of a smacker on me.

I'm not going to lie and say I didn't get a little… flustered? I did, I admit it; it's nothing to be ashamed of, right?

But the important thing was that I came quickly to my senses, well sort of.

"Maybe," I finally manage to croak out between kisses. "…erm, maybe… we should… erm slow down."

"Why? This is good…" I hear him faintly mumble before he captures my lips.

"I… er, middle of common room… erm anyone can see…" I pull away as now the moments broken, I come to my senses and realise this isn't what I want, oh come on, when kissing a guy no matter how it feels you usually get caught up in the moment, especially when your pulled spontaneously into a kiss, but it's liable to break pretty quickly. However he proceeds to plant butterfly kisses down my neck, unawares that the moment has passed.

"Your point being?" he mutters his voice heavy with passion, and I realise it probably… look I know it sounds weird, but I swear once a month Remus gets a little weird… must be a guy thing, I always wondered if they got anything similar to PMS.

"Remus," I whine pushing him off me gently.

"Lily," he replies looking deep into my eyes and I notice bags forming under his eyes, he's going to be sick again, I know it. He's always ill; he really should get himself checked over at St Mungo's.

"Hey! You guys are here, well good have I got a story to tell you," I mentally thank Sirius for interrupting the… well whatever this was.

"Sirius," Remus growls impatiently. I've got to feel a little sorry, I mean Remus and I haven't been close for a while, partly my fault.

"What?" he replies oblivious, unloading an armful of food on the table in front of us getting crumbs on what was supposed to be an essay. In compensation, I decided that if I grabbed a small cake all debts would be repaid, that and I have a kind of affection for chocolate icing.

"Go on Siri," I encouraged ignoring the look Remus sent me, instead turning around so I sink into his arms, appearing content to those around me.

"Don't call me that!" Sirius snaps, but instantly softens. "Well, it goes like this…"

Seeing James walk in with Emily, her hand in his did something to my heart as I sat in Remus' arms by the fire supposedly listening to Sirius' tale.

They'd been meeting up with each other every now and then, only if to study or hang out briefly with one another but I'd never actually seen them look like… well like a couple. I mean I saw them sit next to each other at breakfast and in the library, I was with them most of the time but it seemed more solid now, more official. I bet a lot of girls are a bit heartbroken now.

I must have been staring because a person was now in front of me. It turns out that Sirius had moved over, wanting to know what I was looking at, to where Remus and I sat and was leaning over the side of the couch blocking my view. He had a wicked smile on his face and I knew that the guys were going to wind James up about it later. Poor little sod!

James tried to ignore Sirius as he waved excitedly at him, trying unsuccessfully to keep his concentration on what Emily was trying to tell him. After a few moments James broke as Sirius turned to pulling faces and making loud air kisses, who caught off guard resulted on being tackled to the ground by James as he dived a his best friend in an effort to get him to shut up.

"Oh you are so going to tell me, even if I have to beat it out of you," I round on Emily the moment the other girls leave for the bathroom probably to get changed for bed, or to sneak into the boys' dormitory.

"No I'm not," she replies indignantly, picking at her nails.

"That's like the worst thing as a friend you can do," I scoff, as I move to lay back down on my bed some text books in front of me, I didn't exactly get much studying done earlier.

"What? Your mental Lil'" she throws me a look and I pull my tongue out in retaliation.

"How am I mental? Tell me what happened," I urge seeing how she wasn't going to give in without it. "Tell me!"

"We walked around Hogsmade, we drank butterbeer, we talked…"she says quietly as I watch her sit slowly opposite me on her bed.

"What are you not telling me?" I ask as I sit up and look at her.

"I kissed him!" she confesses embarrassed.

"You kissed him?" I repeat, a little… well shocked, Emily's never the first to make a move.

"He wasn't making a move, he hasn't been making a move since we begun this little thing and I was getting frustrated!"

"And?" I prompt, as I got up from my seat and moved my way next to her.

"It was nice," she said, and I send her a look. "Okay it was bloody brilliant! Oh Merlin, I hope he'll ask me out again," she adds grinning slightly. "He seemed a little shocked at first but he didn't pull away, and then new got really into it… that's a good sign right? Do you think he'll ask me out again?"

"Most definitely," I smile comfortingly, but inside… I must be a little hungry.

"I mean it guys, back off!" James exclaims as we sit in a room after class as we wait for Professor McGonagall.

"But you looked so cute and cuddly," Sirius said in a dreamy voice, clasping his hands together, fluttering his eyelashes and I have to stifle a giggle, Remus and Peter were not quite so discrete.

"Sirius, I think you should leave him alone…" I try, after hearing James growl quietly, knowing they were on dangerous territory.

"I don't think so Miss Evans," he replies wiggling his eyebrows.

"But I do Mr Black," came a voice from the doorway, which caused Sirius to stiffen instantly. Professor Dumbledore, I bet James was mentally thanking the headmaster right about now. Now, myself, that laugh I'd been trying to hide erupted at the look on Black's face, when Dumbledore excused them from the classroom saying he needed to talk to James and I on head business. I think Sirius wanted a few more rounds at pestering James but he had to stop.

When I was ten, turning eleven, my two best friends and me (Laura and Frannie) discovered that our trio was breaking apart. Laura was moving away, Frannie was told that in the following year she was to be attending a school which required tuition fee's that cost more than my parents made in a year. I was stuck, same old Lily, to be a student and the local high school five minutes away, where my sister was studying.

Or so I thought until I got my Hogwarts letter.

Anyway, the night before Laura was due to move, the last day of primary school, we camped in Frannie's back garden, setting off a fire in an old barbecue, toasting marshmallows, telling stories, trying to caste spells after watching a movie earlier about witches. I can't believe how naïve we were, wishing each other well, promising to each other that we'd be friends forever.

And, although this was a memory that was followed by a sad one, this was the one I chose as I prepared to cast a Patronus charm in this extra training James and I were receiving for entering the order of the phoenix.

I had already tried, though unsuccessfully to cast said charm and I think my problem was that the previous memories were not happy enough. The charm was supposed to repel Dementors but so far I barely managed to conjure anything.

Well I better give it another go…

"Expectro Patronum!"

Something was happening this time, I could feel my wand vibrating between my fingers and I saw wisps of silver mist erupting from its tip. I think that it had even begun to form a distinct shape fluttering about the room before it disappeared.

"Ah… Bravo Miss Evans," Dumbledore told me smiling and James clapped and whistled making me grin proudly. "You managed to form a corporeal Patronus as well, no easy feat."

"Thank you Headmaster. But I couldn't tell what form it…"

"That would be a feeble," he knowingly told me. "Apparently innocent and pure like a Unicorn, rare but it's strong and powerful, excellent at defending itself, quite a match I believe."

A Feeble, James' was a stag, though he didn't seem at all surprised for some reason.

I moved and sat next to James on the table of the classroom. The darkness outside seemed black and the castle had grown rather cold. It was getting late and I couldn't remember if we had Quidditch practise tomorrow or was it Friday this week? We have it as often as possible, sometimes during the week straight after other teams had finished using it.

"Although, the dementors currently guard the prison, I feel that serving the Dark Lord is more appealing, offering thins we'd never stoop to," Dumbledore tell us.

"You think they'll become his allies, don't you?" James asked quietly and I shuddered at the thought.

"I do…" Dumbledore confirmed.

I sigh and leant against James, can't things ever be easy?

We left Dumbledore's office in silence, my thoughts were occupied of my childhood friends and how much I missed them. Why do we have to let go of things as children in order to move on to things in adulthood? Its not fair. Ok I know that's selfish, I do but still.

"Hey Lily can you cover for me at tomorrow's prefect meeting?" James asked me as we walked into the common room.

"so its prefects tomorrow?" I groaned. "Quidditch Friday?" he nodded.

"Yeah, will you?" he asked again as he climbed over the back of one of the couches.

"But I covered for you the week before? Don't make me deal with Snape on my own!" I, being more dignified walked round and settle for the spot near the fireplace.

"Please," he whined throwing puppy dog eyes at me… he was good and the guilty eyes I had to admit, making the bottom lip quiver and everything but Sirius was easily better. "I'll get you a cake with chocolate icing if you do it," I just groaned. "with sprinkles"

"Fine but it better be a big one." I gave in bringing my knees to my chest.