Hello my lovelies. Here's the next chapter... I'm not sure it's my best, but I have really good plans for the next few. Things will get interesting. I don't think there will be many more chapters for a while; school starts next week. But I wanted to get something out there before then. Hope you like it. Read on!


Lily,
I wanted to let you know that Vernon proposed to me a month or so ago and dad has forced me to invite you. But I feel that you don't deserve a proper invitation. Anyway, it will be just a bit before Christmas, December 14
th to be exact. You may bring a guest if you like but I don't want any funny business. I would prefer you not to bring another little freak but I really don't have much of a choice.

Petunia

I read it over and over again. I couldn't believe it. Tuney? Getting Married? Well, I guess all of those promises to be in each other's weddings were all just memories now. I didn't even get a proper invitation! The cool mid-November breeze blew my hair slightly as I leaned back against the wall of the astronomy tower. Thank Merlin that the Heads dorms were so close to it. I could just sneak out at night and just sit out and look at the stars.

This was just one of those times where I really wanted my mum around. Just to cry into her shoulder and have her gently rub my back and tell me it was going to be okay. My mum had died in early August. She had been diagnosed with liver cancer when I was in fifth year. She seemed to be doing really well but at some point this past June she had gotten pneumonia. She was so weak and the radiation had killed off so many of her white blood cells, and she just couldn't fight back anymore.

I felt like I didn't really have a chance to be sad about it because a week after her funeral, I had to go off to school. Crying came in waves for me. It always had. I was pretty solemn at the funeral and didn't cry much. But when I got the letter from Petunia, I lost it. I couldn't stop. Everything just came rushing out of me. I finally collected myself enough and laid down on the floor of the astronomy tower, using my sweater as a pillow. After a while, I heard a small knock on the door.

"Red? Are you up here?" A deep voice asked.

"Not now, Sirius."

"James, Remus, and I have been looking everywhere for you. When James saw that you weren't in the dorm he got Remus and me to come look for you. Wait, have you been… crying?"

"You've been looking for me?" I asked, sitting up and wiping my eyes.

"Yes. Now, Evans, why have you been crying?" Sirius sat down next to me and put an arm around my shoulder. And I couldn't help it; I leaned into his chest and just started sobbing again. Sirius instinctively rested his head on mine and soothingly stroked my hair. Soon, there was another knock on the door.

"Lily, are you-" Another voice called before noticing myself in Sirius Black's arms crying my eyes out. I saw two pairs of feet enter.

"Oh Merlin, Lily. What happened?" Remus kneeled down and put his hand on mine. Sirius pushed the hair out of my face as I looked up to see James Potter standing up awkwardly as his best mates tried to calm me down and figure out what was wrong with me.

"James, come join the party." I smiled weakly as I sat up and handed Remus the crinkled piece of parchment from my sister. James sat down next to me and read over Remus' shoulder.

"What's going on? Tell me what it says." Sirius whined.

"My sister is getting married." I cried again, this time leaning into James. He sort of sat there for a minute before wrapping his arms around me and rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"Well what's so bad about that? Besides the fact that she seems like a wanker." Sirius asked after he read the letter.

"She's getting married and she always told me I could be in her wedding. And she said that my father had to force her to even invite me at all and-" I rambled into James' chest. Merlin, he smelled really good. Freshly mowed grass and broom polish and new parchment and firewhiskey.

"What about your mum? What does she have to say about this?" Remus asked as he ran his thumb back and forth on the back of my hand.

"She died in August." I said.

"Ah, so is this one of the waves?" Remus asked smiling. He was one of the only people who knew about my waves of emotions. Obviously Dory, Marley, and Mary knew. Alice Prewett and Gwendolyn Peterson knew as well, seeing as they had shared a dorm with me for seven years.

"That's the only way my emotions come in." I lifted my head up and stared at James for a moment, a smirk starting to appear.

"I'm not sure what to tell you, Lily. But you know that as our little sister, you are allowed to cry on us anytime you please. Now, I think Remus and I should be off to bed. Don't get up; you need a little more time. Why don't you stay with her, Prongs? Then you two can walk back to your dorms." Sirius smiled before kissing my forehead and standing up. Remus nodded and kissed my cheek before Sirius helped him up. They walked out the door, closing it quietly.

"Sorry about all of this." I said sheepishly as I turned to James.

"Don't worry about it, Lily. You're allowed to cry on my shoulder anytime you like." He smiled.

"You sure? Because you know, when I cry, it's rare, and it's a lot."

"Anytime," James reassured me. "And Lily?"

"Yeah?" I leaned back into him and allowed him to wrap his arm around me.

"I'm sorry about your mum."

"Thanks. You two would have gotten along." James and I were just sitting there, looking up at the stars. I nearly fell asleep when I thought about my sister's wedding again.

"Hey, James?"

"Lily?"

"What are you doing on December 14th?"

"Absolutely nothing."

"Want to go to a wedding?"

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"You asked him to your sister's wedding?!" Dorcas asked loudly. I had decided to spend my Saturday with the girls. Though, I have a feeling that maybe I should have just spent it in the library.

"Dory, I've explained this at least four times. I asked him as a friend to my sister's wedding. If I had asked Sirius, he would have gotten trashed and used magic by accident and you would be pouty. I would have asked Remus, but you know he would be too perfect and my dad would be suspicious. And Mary would faint. James is the only one that would make my sister's wedding as least painful as possible." I repeated, sitting down on Alice's bed.

"Are you sure, Lily? I mean you don't want to lead him on and make him think that you're falling for him or something." Marlene pointed out as she tightened her neck tie.

"Yes, I'm sure. James knows that we're only going as friends."

"Wait a minute; I would not be pouty if you asked Sirius." Dorcas said defensively.

"Yes you would. Dory, we all know that you have feelings for Sirius. You don't exactly hide them very well." I smirked.

"I am a fantastic actor! My feelings are very well hidden; unlike Miss Mary over here! Remus is fully aware of your feelings for him, believe me." Dorcas snorted.

"Hey!"

"Ladies, ladies, calm down. Now let's just head down to the lake and plan our trip to Hogsmeade next week." Marlene spoke, picking up a blanket and a sweater.

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"No, no, no, no, NO!"

"Lily you are being impossible. Our last Hogsmeade trip is the day of your sister's wedding. We have to get your dress next week!" Mary exclaimed.

"What's wrong with the dresses I have now?!" I asked defensively.

"You own two dresses. And they are both much too casual." Marlene pointed out.

"Lily just let them help you pick out a dress. It'll save you a lot of arguing." Alice grinned as she walked over hand and hand with Frank Longbottom.

"Fine," I huffed. "But nothing too slaggy."

"And nothing too prudish," Dorcas smiled devilishly. "I already have three dresses you would approve of on hold at that cute little shop that Marlene always drags us too."

"Oh fantastic."

Circe, next weekend was going to be… interesting.


Sorry this wasn't the most eventful chapter ever. But I promise there are plans for the next few. If you have any questions or comments you can PM me or go to my tumblr, the link is on my profile page. I have another one-shot (possibly two-shot) coming up too, but it's no where near where I want it to be. But until my next chapter or next one/two-shot...

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