(A/N: Hey, guys! So, chapter four is up, and I'm grinning like a lunatic. It shouldn't be long before I've finished fifth year and we can move onto sixth and seventh, with more things going on and the war playing more of a part in it. Also, I finally bought Let it Snow, and I can't wait to read it [waiting for December though seen as it's Christmas-y]. So please enjoy and tell me what you think ^.^).

1975, 8th November

Charlotte's stomach churned as she looked down at her plate of breakfast on Saturday morning. She wore her Quidditch jumper, her brown hair tied tightly up in a high pony tail. It was two hours before her first match. Lily, who sat on her left, and put the food on her plate, fried eggs, bacon, toast, sausages and tomatoes all sat on her plate, but she hadn't touched any.

"You need to eat something!" Marlene protested as she wolfed down her own breakfast like it was no big deal today. Marlene sat on Charlotte's right, along with the rest of the Gryffindor team, who were all shouting loudly to one and other. The first game of the season was always a big one, especially seen as it was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. Charlotte felt her heart fall as she thought about it more and more. Someone tapped her hand, and she looked up. Mary MacDonald looked at Charlotte with concern. She was a petite girl, dressed in her own Quidditch jumper. She looked at Charlotte with a look of concern. Charlotte smiled at Mary, she had been the Seeker for two years now, and was one of the best Hogwarts had seen. She knew what she was talking about, or at least Charlotte hoped that she did.

"And you don't have to worry," Lily put in, smiling at Charlotte comfortingly. "I'll be at the very front of the crowd, cheering you on!" James head popped up at that, his eyes wide as he scrutinized the table in search for Lily's voice. Charlotte saw that once he glimpsed the bright red hair, he stood, and came over to the four girls. He stood just behind Mary, and ruffled his hair as he looked at them, his hazel eyes running down over Mary first, then Marlene, who fixed him an innocent smile, and then finally Lily, skipping over Charlotte like she hadn't been there.

"Evans," he purred in a flirtatious way that didn't suit him much, Charlotte suppressed a shudder as she scooted closer to Marlene in the hopes of not hearing him talk, or be in his line of sight when he did. "Did I just hear that you are willingly coming to cheer us on, and be in the front row?" James questioned, almost astonished. Lily rolled her eyes and fixed James with a hard glare.

"Actually, I said I was going to cheer Charlotte on," she stated carefully, pointing to Charlotte like it needed to be said. "Not you, Potter. Not that that needs any explanation." Charlotte poked her head up to look at Lily only slightly. Charlotte hated being part of the arguments between the two, her Captain and her best friend. Marlene gave a sigh, as Mary turned to mutter something to Peter, who was nodding as Remus faced palmed himself and Sirius snickered, only to be glared at by Marlene. The rest of Gryffindor seemed to ignore what was going on. Charlotte glared at both of them.

"Come now, Evans! You'd love to just watch me fly around in my broom, every now and then kicking some Slytherin arse-"

"Stop right there, Potter. I'd rather kiss Dumbledore than watch you 'fly around on your broom'." Lily snarled, Charlotte turned to Marlene who was rolling her pretty blue eyes.

"Y'know, that doesn't sound like a bad match." Charlotte whispered, causing Marlene to cover her mouth with laughter. Lily looked at the both, glaring dangerously, while James looked at them both curiously. At each look, both girls started laughing again, causing Lily to go pink and James to give a sigh.

"The pair of you," he snapped looking them both with a look he must have thought was serious, but did nothing for the two girls. "I demand to know what's funny." Charlotte quickly stopped laughing and turned to Marlene, hoping she would have an explanation. However, Marlene just glanced at Charlotte and both began to laugh again, leaving James to sigh dramatically and roll his eyes at his fellow team-mates. He turned and walked away toward Sirius, not bothering to spend any more time with either of the giggling girls. Once James had gone, both girls began to settle down, and Charlotte gave Marlene a small smile, only to turn to Lily and be scoured with a very dangerous glare.

"I don't understand you too sometimes – oh hi, Remus!" Lily seemed to instantly perk up as her fellow Prefect came towards the group of girls, giving them each a weary smile. Gesturing to Charlotte, he began to talk.

"Hi, Lily. Do you mind if I borrow Charlotte here for a minute?" Lily looked between both Charlotte and Remus before nodding her head slowly, and shooed them away with her hand.

"Of course," she told Remus, then fixed them with a careful look, "just make sure she's at the pitch before the game." Lily warned, as Charlotte, ungracefully got herself out of the bench, and followed Remus outside of the Great Hall. They walked through the double doors, Charlotte following Remus as they made their way behind a suit of armour, and stood together. There was little room behind the suit, and Charlotte could feel her pulse picking up slightly as she stood too closely to Remus. She could feel her cheeks flare up slightly, like she was embarrassed by how close they were together.

"Remus, I know you're all fun and games and mystery, but really, isn't this place a bit...I don't know...cramped?" Charlotte asked as she wiggled slightly, feeling the cold touch of the amour, but preferred it over what could have been a far warmer touch than Remus. It wasn't that she didn't find Remus attractive, no, he was very attractive. Not the kind of handsome you would consider to be a Marauder, but the kind that you would happily take home to your parents, the kind that, if you looked closely into his green eyes you could see the flecks of gold and blue that made them almost impossible to describe. Remus had been talking, Charlotte realised after a moment of day-dreaming. She straightened instantly, only she nearly knocked both herself, and Remus into the suit of armour. Remus placed a steady hand on her waist, straightening them both. She blushed again, although this time redder, and looked up at Remus apologetically. "Sorry," she muttered ducking her head low. She could hear Remus chuckle, as he slowly placed two fingers underneath her chin, and without hesitation brought her face upwards, so she was now looking directly at him.

"It's alright," he whispered softly, giving her a smile she had never seen on his face before, a smile that looked somewhat sad and warm. "I was only going to wish you luck, but didn't want anyone listening in." He told her gently, and Charlotte nodded, only now she had focused her eyes on his lips, and they looked so soft. So soft and close, that if she leaned forward...

She did lean forward, rising up onto her tip-toes, and in the most innocent fashion she could muster, gently kissed Remus Lupin.