AN: Hello everyone! I'm back, and only a week after my last post!

I don't really have much to say right now, other than to tell you that I do not own Harry Potter or any of the world/characters.

Well, I hope you enjoy!


"Lily, I found you," called James, standing before her and wearing only his Quidditch pants. His delicious shoulder and ab muscles muscles gleamed in the low moonlight that was filtering through the trees of the forest.

"James, help," called Lily from where she was being circled by a swarm of Death Eaters. She was backed up into a tree with nowhere else to go, staring anxiously at the hooded and masked figures coming closer and closer.

"Stay calm. I'm going to get you out of there," said James bravely, brandishing his wand.

"Hurry, James," Lily cried, pushing herself as much into the trunk of the tree as she could. Even still, the Death Eaters weren't far. She looked over again to where James had been standing and panicked when she didn't see him anymore.

Before Lily could understand what was happening, James had swooped her up in front of him on his broomstick and placed her on his lap. As they zoomed away from the Death Eaters and towards the castle, Lily clutched tightly to James's bare chest.

"Oh, thank you James!" cried Lily gratefully.

"You don't need to thank me, Lily. I did it because I love you," said James, bending down to give her a kiss.

"Lily, Lily," James said gently in her ear as he gave her a big bear hug.

"Oy! Lily!" James shouted. Lily opened her eyes and sprang out of bed, noticing the fully-dressed James standing over her.

"What in the name of Merlin are you doing in my room, Potter!" Lily screamed, her cheeks warming as she thought about her dream. His naked chest, the kiss that they had shared, him whispering in her ear. It was too much to see James first thing when she woke up after the dream she had just had. It was hard not to blur reality and fantasy and think about James bending down to kiss her right then.

"I knew it!" cried James excitedly, peering down at Lily.

"I'm going to give you exactly five seconds to explain yourself or get out!" said Lily heatedly, glaring up at James. Behind her bright green eyes, the image of dream James kissing her was proving very difficult to erase.

"I knew you were a closet Quidditch fan!" said James, pointing at the oversized Chudley Cannons t-shirt that she had worn to bed. Lily lunged for the covers and wrapped them around herself as she realized she was wearing her tiny pair of boy shorts.

"I never said I didn't like Quidditch. I just said that it isn't on my brain 24/7 like it is on yours," said Lily grouchily.

"Quidditch isn't the only thing I ever think about Lily," said James, shaking his head.

"Oh yeah, and what else do you think about?" asked Lily, rolling her eyes.

"Well, I think a lot about food too. Especially right now, since it's breakfast-time," said James.

"What?" screamed Lily, peering up at the clock on her wall. She threw the covers down and raced to the bathroom when she saw how late it was. She had really overslept this time! If she wanted to grab a quick breakfast before class, she would need to get ready in fifteen minutes.

Lily raced through her shower and threw her hair up in another messy bun, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of James, and then with scolding herself for thinking about him. Lily peered once more in the mirror before racing out through the common room, thinking that if she kept wearing her hair in a frizzy mess on the top of her head, even James would stop asking her out.

"Nice towel, Lily," said James from where he was sitting on the couch, playing with his model Quidditch set.

"Potter, you really don't want to mess with me right now," growled Lily as she slammed the door of her room. She changed quickly and walked back out into the common room.

"So, you ready to go?" James asked, getting up from the couch and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

"Yeah, let's go," said Lily, stalking out of their common room without waiting for him.

"You look really nice today, Lily," James said as he walked quickly to catch up.

"Oh, shut it, James. I don't have the patience for your teasing today," said Lily as she walked even quicker down the corridor, gliding past the now motionless suits of armor and paintings, seeing none of these things. All she saw were a pair of very nice lips and messy black hair coming closer and closer to her.

"I'm not teasing, Lily. I like your hair like that, with the curls hanging on the sides of your face. It's really pretty," said James, smiling up at her as he kept stride with her effortlessly.

"Erm, thanks, James," said Lily, blushing slightly as she turned to head down the steps. There was a slight pause in the conversation.

"And I was really impressed with your potion yesterday. It looked exactly like it was supposed to," said James suddenly.

"Thanks," said Lily testily. She had been very proud of the potion she had made the other day, and of course Slughorn had been beside himself with joy, but she was suspicious about why James was bringing it up now.

"And the shirt you're wearing today. It's so pretty. That shade of green makes your eyes really stand out," James continued after another slight pause, looking up at Lily expectantly. He looked like a little kid on Christmas morning.

"Alright, James, what's going on?" asked Lily, turning quickly in the middle of the corridor to peer up at him irritably. He stopped himself just before he crashed into her. They were closer than she normally allowed. She couldn't help staring at his lips.

"What? Nothing," James said abruptly, refusing to meet her eyes.

"What do you want?" growled Lily, clearing her head as she stared at the floor. And once her head was cleared, she had a pretty good idea what was going on. James was probably going to ask her out again. She sighed. At least he had gone a whole week without pestering her about going out with him. And at least she was now level-headed, so she wouldn't do anything stupid, like say yes.

"What do you mean, what do I want? Can't I just give you a few compliments?" asked James hopefully.

"Well, if you were a normal guy, than I would say yes, but I know you James, and I know there's something you want to ask me," said Lily impatiently.

"Who told you? Was it Sirius?" asked James suspiciously, glaring at the idea.

"No, James. No one needed to tell me because I already knew," said Lily. Honestly, why James thought he was being slick about it was beyond her.

"So I guess the answer is no," said James sadly, walking slowly away from Lily.

"James," Lily said, grabbing his arm and pulling him to a stop, "I think you're really great. I've really seen that you've changed a lot over the summer, but, I just think we'd be better off as friends for now," Lily said calmly, trying her hardest not to hurt James's feelings. She really did think he was a great friend, but she didn't want to rush into a relationship with him, despite the images of her dream flooding through her as she held onto his arm.

"Wait, Lily, what are," James began.

"No, let me finish, James. I don't know. Maybe in the future things will be different, but right now I just want to get to know you better and see where things go. I'm really sorry if you're upset or hurt," said Lily sincerely, her mouth working and saying the correct things, but her imagination betraying her very dangerously.

"Lily, I don't think we're talking about the same thing," said James loudly, cutting Lily off and pulling his arm out of her grasp.

"Huh?" asked Lily.

"I'm not asking you out," said James bluntly.

"You're not?" asked Lily, blushing madly again. She wished that she had bothered with her hair that morning, because if she had, then she would be able to let it fall between them so she didn't have to see his amused expression.

"No, Lily. Are you disappointed?" asked James, a smile on his lips.

"Of course not, Potter! In case you weren't paying attention, I just turned you down," said Lily irritably, turning and walking quickly toward the Great Hall.

"Yeah, although you did admit that you'd consider going out with me in the future," said James, his smile widening.

"Oh please, Potter. Don't flatter yourself! I was just trying to let you down gently now that we're friends," said Lily, rolling her eyes but her blush deepening at the same time.

"Right," said James with his trademark irritating smirk on his face.

"So, what did you want to ask me then?" asked Lily irritably.

"Oh, um. I wanted to ask you, if it would be okay, if," James stuttered, looking nervous.

"James, just ask me. I'm not going to bite your head off," said Lily as reached the entrance to the Great Hall.

"Are you willing to make the unbreakable vow?" asked James.

"James, really, just ask me already," said Lily, smacking him on the shoulder.

"Alright, Lily. The Marauders and I were thinking," James began.

"Never a good thing," Lily said under her breath.

"Is she in?" asked Sirius who was gliding into the Great Hall behind them.

"In on what?" asked Lily suspiciously.

"Shut it Pads, I haven't asked her yet," hissed James.

"Oops. See you later. I really don't want to be near her when you ask," said Sirius before he hurried past them to join the other Marauders.

"James, what in the name of Merlin's socks is going on!" said Lily angrily.

"Ok, see. Here's the thing. The Marauders and I were thinking about having a little, um, homework party?" said James, his voice going up in pitch as he ended.

"A homework party?" asked Lily in confusion. "Do the Marauders actually do homework?"

"Of course. Moony does it all the time," said James off-handly.

"Ok, so what does this have to do with me?" asked Lily. They were standing right before the Gryffindor table, James fidgeting nervously with the strap of his book bag, and Lily staring at him curiously. She never knew James to act nervous; she hadn't thought it possible with how arrogant he always acted.

"Um, well, it's going to be tonight," said James.

"Ok?" asked Lily.

"In the Gryffindor common room," added James carefully.

"Ok?" asked Lily, narrowing her eyes at James, who still refused to look her in the eye.

"And we're inviting all Gryffindors and some of the cooler Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws," added James quietly.

"For a homework party?" asked Lily, knowing where this was going.

"Well, when I say homework, what I mean to say is that, some people might be practicing some spells. You know, to accio some food or drinks to them, and maybe to make a bottle spin," said James sheepishly.

"Potter!" Lily growled, marching over to where the Marauders were sitting.

"I take it she said no," said Sirius glumly as he waved his wand over his pumpkin juice before taking a sip. All of the Marauders had started checking their drinks and food before eating or drinking. Lily usually smiled whenever she saw it, but this time she just ignored it, instead glaring at James.

"Well, come on now, Lily. We've all worked really hard in the term so far. Don't you think we all deserve some fun?" asked James as they sat with the other Marauders, ignoring Sirius.

"We haven't even been back a week yet! And sure, have fun, have as much fun as you want, but I won't let you have a party," said Lily firmly.

"You won't let me?" asked James incredulously.

"That's right Potter. We're Head students now; we can't just break the rules whenever we feel like it!" said Lily indignantly.

"Oh, so it's ok when you break the rules, but not when I do?" asked James angrily.

"Oh please, Potter. What I did is nothing compared with the drinking and fooling around that will go on at your homework party!" screamed Lily.

"Homework party?" asked Sirius in disgust, looking like saying the word was chocking him.

"Lily, come on!" said James huffily.

"Besides, we have patrol tonight, so you can't have a party," said Lily triumphantly.

"No, that's perfect. Then the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws can get to the Gryffindor common room after curfew without worrying about getting caught!" beamed Sirius. Lily caught the glare that James sent him over his shoulder.

"And why wouldn't they have to worry? I will have to give anyone who is out after curfew a detention, regardless of if I know them or am friends with them," said Lily pointedly. It would be better if the Marauders realized early on that they wouldn't be getting any special treatment from her.

"Lily, don't you want to enjoy your last year at Hogwarts? I swear to Merlin, Lily, you have no idea how to have fun," said James sadly.

"I do too know how to have fun, James. I just don't think that having McGonagall come stalking down to the Gryffindor common room in the middle of the night and being caught there is anywhere near fun," said Lily.

"You know what, Lily, you need to calm down. This is our last year to do reckless, stupid things, and not think about the consequences. You'll have the rest of your life to worry about responsibility. Can't you just," said James.

"No, James. I forbid you to have this party. Now, if you want, we can all play a game from the cupboard tonight. It'll be plenty of fun and we won't get into trouble," Lily said, trying to be placating.

"You forbid me! You can't forbid me to do anything, Lily! You are not the boss of me, and if I want to have a party, then I will!" screamed James.

"Well, good luck with your party, then, because I'll just have to tell McGonagall," threatened Lily.

"Why? Why are you doing this, Evans?" growled James.

"Because, we're the Head students, and we can't be seen fooling around. I will not give McGonagall another reason to call me down to her office," said Lily stubbornly.

"Well maybe you shouldn't have started that fight with Carrie. That wasn't very responsible of you," said James.

"I didn't start that fight, James. It was all Carrie's fault," shrieked Lily.

"Whatever you want to think, Lily," said James.

"I didn't James. She threw that Pumpkin Juice in my face. I just reacted," said Lily.

"Maybe you didn't throw the first punch, but you were sitting there acting superior just like you always do, just like you're doing now. Carrie was so right about you," said James, not realizing how harsh the words were until they were already hanging in the air between them.

"I can't believe I actually thought we were beginning to be friends," said Lily, pushing her plate back forcefully with a clatter and stalked out of the Great Hall, breathing heavily because of the anger rolling over her. And because of the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Prongs, do you think you were maybe a little harsh?" asked Sirius as they walked to their Herbology lesson.

"When you hear that from Sirius, you know it's bad," observed Remus.

"Maybe, but what I said was completely true. She's just so frustrating all the time!" said James irritably.

"I know, mate, which is why you should just forget about her. She's more trouble than she's worth," said Sirius.

"Well after tonight, I doubt she'll ever speak to me again, so I guess I'd better give up," said James wearily.

"After tonight?" asked Peter.

"We're still having the party?" asked Sirius excitedly.

"But what about McGonagall?" asked Remus.

"Of course we're still having the party! I am not letting Lily win!" declared James heartily.

"But how are we going to do it?" asked Peter.

"The Marauders aren't afraid of McGonagall! So we'll get another detention on our record. We've only gotten one so far. I think that's a record, right Prongs?" asked Sirius.

"Of course the Marauders aren't afraid of McGonagall, but why get a detention when we don't have to," said James.

"So what are we going to do?" asked Sirius impatiently.

"Calm down. I have it all planned out," said James, a smirk on his face. But when he watched Lily meekly sliding into the classroom just seconds before the class started, red rimming her eyes, and stopping to stand by herself at the front of the class, his smile faded a bit.

Lily ducked into the loo after a very miserable Herbology lesson. She was full of anger and, although she didn't want to admit it, hurt. James words kept replaying in her head and it made her so upset that she couldn't focus on the lesson at all. She had just stood by herself at the front of the class, shaking with rage.

Now she slumped onto the floor, tears leaking down her face. Now she really didn't have anyone, and it was all James fault! She wasn't friends with Carrie now because she had taken James's side, and she wasn't friends with James now because he had been immature and wanted to throw a stupid party! Of course she had to stop the party! That was her job as the Head Girl!

As she was thinking all this, the door to the loo burst open. Lily quickly wiped the tears away from her face and looked up to see Carrie striding in through the door. Great, thought Lily, Carrie was the one person who can actually make all this worse.

"Oh, poor Evans, even Potter doesn't want to be friends with you anymore," said Carrie as she peered at herself in the mirror.

Lily ignored her, rising to her feet and making her way to the door.

"And you do know why, right Evans? Why no one wants to be friends with you? It's because you're a boring, rule-following loser. What would Potter, one of the hottest, funniest, most fun boys in Hogwarts want with a bore like you?" asked Carrie, all as she indifferently put lip potion on her lips.

"At least I'm not a petty loser who stalks into a bathroom, sees one of her oldest friends crying, and comes to kick her while she's down," said Lily, throwing the bathroom door open and walking quickly to the Head common room, where she walked through quickly to her room and lay down on her bed. She didn't even bother to get up to go to the rest of her morning classes, or lunch when the time came, or even any of her afternoon classes. Lily just lay on her bed, staring at the wall where she, Carrie, and Hannah all laughed and talked animatedly.

Patrolling that night was extremely tense. Lily walked quickly and rigidly, while James lagged behind, watching her back. He was still miffed at her, but he was also worried. The fact that she hadn't gone to lunch, dinner, or any of her classes besides Herbology was so unlike her that it made him think that he had really hurt her. At the time, he had wanted to hurt her. But now that he saw here rigid back, he felt awful.

The corridors were quiet. Even the one leading to the Gryffindor common room, which Lily kept coming back to every fifteen minutes, was completely deserted. James knew why, and he wasn't eager for the patrol to end. He had an idea just how angry Lily would be when she found out that the party had been moved to their Head common room. And he knew she would be even angrier when she found out that they had put a spell on the door so that once she entered the common room, she wouldn't ever be able to talk to any professors or staff about the party.

The time ticked by way too quickly as Lily continued to walk fast and ignore James. The next time he looked at his watch, there were only five minutes left of patrol, and he felt his heartbeat speed up. If only he could figure out a way to keep her away from the common room until he could get the party moved somewhere else. What he had thought was a brilliant idea was turning into a nightmare. If Lily walked into their common room and saw the party, she would never talk to James again!

"Hey, Lily," said James suddenly.

"What do you want?" Lily whipped around sharply and glared at him.

"Um, do you want to stop by the kitchens? I'm kind of hungry," said James.

"Trying to score some food for your party?" asked Lily, her face a mask of anger.

"No, Lily, we don't get food from the kitchens for our parties," said James distractedly.

"Then where do you get it?" asked Lily suspiciously, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Um, that's not important. I was just wondering if you wanted to go get a snack with me. I know you weren't at dinner," said James.

"What? Are you keeping tabs on me now, Potter?" asked Lily scathingly.

"No, Evans. It was pretty easy to notice that you weren't in classes or at lunch or dinner. So, do you want to go to the kitchens or not?" asked James hopefully, running his hand through his hair, making it stick up all over.

"Not, Potter. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go and be a superior bore in my room," said Lily, walking quickly toward the seventh floor.

"Lily, I, I'm sorry I said that," said James hastily.

"But you still think it's true," said Lily pointedly.

"I never said you were boring, Lily," said James.

"Potter," said Lily.

"What do you want me to say, Lily? You could have fun with us. You could have a great time at the party. No one is going to force you to do anything that would break the rules. You're a Gryffindor, so you wouldn't get in trouble for being out after curfew. You don't have to drink any firewhisky, so you wouldn't get in trouble for that either," said James.

"It's not going to happen," said Lily stubbornly, walking towards the door to their common room.

"Lily, why do you have to be so controlled all the time? Have you ever even done anything impulsive?" asked James.

"Why does it matter? I don't see anything desirable in being impulsive," said Lily.

"Of course you wouldn't," said James, rolling his eyes.

"Good night, Potter," said Lily, wrenching open the door to their common room.

Lily stood in the doorway of her common room with her eyes bugging out of her head. There was a mass of bodies crowded into the room, people dancing in the far left corner of the room, several people gathered in groups talking in the middle of the room, and several couples who looked very cozy on the couches.

"Potter!" screamed Lily loudly. Several people looked over at her, rolling their eyes and turning back to what they were doing when they saw that it was Lily.

"Lily, will you dance with me?" said James.

"You are a bloody prat, James. If you think that I'm just going to forget about all of this and dance with you then," screamed Lily.

"I'll dance with you," purred Carrie, smirking at Lily as she walked toward James. She was wearing a short black dress, towering heels, and her dark brown hair down in ringlet curls. Lily was filled with rage as she watched Carrie place her hand on James's shoulder.

"Carrie, that's really nice of you, but," began James.

"Oh, Lily, I didn't see you there. I guess you were just too boring for me to notice. Come on, James. You don't want to talk to Lily for too long, you might fall asleep," said Carrie with a triumphant smile on her face.

"Carrie, get off me," said James, pulling his arm from her grasp.

"Oh, don't worry about hurting her feelings, James. She's got to learn at some point that all the attention that you've given her has all been a part of a running bet between you and the rest of the Marauders that you couldn't get Lily to go out with you before the end of Hogwarts," said Carrie vindictively. Lily wanted so badly to shove her head into the missing step right at that moment.

"Lily, that's not true," said James, glaring at Carrie.

"You know what, Carrie. I don't care! Now get your skanky face away from me!" Lily screamed and shoved through the crowd to her room.

She sat fuming on her bed for several minutes, chucking whatever objects she could get her hands on at the picture of Carrie on the wall who kept shrieking in terror. But that wasn't making her feel any better. There was only one thing that would make her feel better, and that was revenge. She sat thinking about how it would be best to get her revenge on both Carrie and James before she came up with an idea. As soon as the idea came to her, she rose from the bed and got to work.

Lily felt extremely awkward as she crept out of her room fifteen minutes later. She was wearing an extremely short blue dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, a pair of silver sandal high-heels, and her hair was sweeping over her shoulders in waves. She knew she looked great, but she couldn't help tugging at the bottom of the dress in a futile effort to stretch the fabric to cover a little more of her legs. She knew she must look ridiculous and that it was only a matter of time before people started noticing and began to laugh at her.
Lily had just turned around and began to retreat back into her bedroom when she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder at the same time that a deep, masculine voice called, "What is your name and where have you been hiding all term?"
Lily turned around and saw Jason standing in front of her, a slightly goofy smile on his face. She smiled up at him, trying to be sexy but not quite sure if she was pulling it off. It all felt kind of awkward to her, as she had never in her life attempted to be sexy for anyone.
"Oh, hello Jason," said Lily warmly, placing a hand on his muscular shoulder.
"Lily? Is that you? I didn't recognize you," said Jason, looking slightly dazed.
"Of course it's me, Jason. Do you like my dress?" asked Lily in what she hoped was a coy tone. She shook her hips so that the fabric swished around her thighs. As she shook her hips, she noticed a group of guys that were crowded around her in a circle. She felt nerves creeping over her as she noticed all of the guys staring at her, and she thought again about crawling back to her room. She was almost resolved to do just that when she saw a certain Marauder walk by. He didn't notice her yet, but he would.
"Oh yeah," said Jason, beaming at her, "you look hot!"
"Thanks," said Lily, smiling widely at him.
"Can I get you a drink, Lily?" asked a boy that she didn't know by name, but knew as a Hufflepuff fifth year. He was quite attractive with sandy blond hair and a muscular, athletic build.
"No, I can get it for you, Lily," said Jason instantly, jumping in front of the Hufflepuff.
"I've got a great idea, why don't you both go get her a drink while I dance with her," said Rich Burgess, a Ravenclaw sixth year who wasn't quite as attractive as either of the other boys, but whom she knew was very smart.
"Oh, actually, I was talking to Lily first, so I think I should get the first dance," said James quickly.
"Why don't we let Lily decide who she wants to dance with first," said the sandy-haired Hufflepuff.
"You know what, boys? I'm really in the mood to play a game first," purred Lily, copying what she had seen from a muggle chick-flick that she had seen with her mum. She hoped that it would have the same effect in real life, and she beamed when the boys all crowded closer around her.
"What kind of a game?" asked a third-year Gryffindor.
"I was thinking we could play spin the bottle," said Lily, smiling at her audience.
"That's a great idea, Lily," said Rick enthusiastically.
"Yeah, but I think we need some more people," said Lily.
"Why?" asked several of the boys at once.
"Well, for one thing, I'm the only girl," said Lily, laughing. The other reason she didn't repeat out loud. She knew there was one person who couldn't resist a game of Spin the Bottle.
"I wouldn't mind," said one of the boys toward the back of the group. Lily couldn't really see him very well, as the crowd had grown larger and larger.
"Alright, I'll get some more people for you, Lily," said the Hufflepuff, walking quickly through the crowds.
"We also need a bottle," said Lily.
"I'll get it!" said Rick excitedly.
"While you're at it, why don't you also grab us a full bottle of firewhisky? I'm really thirsty," purred Lily. She almost let a look of horror pass over her face as she realized what she had said. Maybe she was carrying this a little too far. Maybe she should just go back to her room, she thought. But when she caught sight of messy black hair over the crowd she realized that she was going to do this all the way. She was going to show two people that she did know how to have fun.
Jason pushed several boys out of the way so that he could sit next to Lily on the floor. Lily sat very carefully, all too aware of just how short her dress was. Jason's arm brushed Lily's and she smiled up at him, watching with amusement as he gulped.
Rick arrived back with the firewhisky and an empty bottle of butterbeer not to long after, pushing several guys out of the way so that he was sitting on the other side of Lily.
"I can conjure you a glass if you'd like," said Rick huskily in her ear.
"That's alright, Rick. I don't think I'll need one," said Lily, grabbing the bottle, unscrewing the top, and taking a big gulp from it. As soon as the liquid reached her throat it began burning and Lily swallowed it quickly, trying not to spit it all out.
"Whoa, Lily, I never knew you were such a partier," said Jason, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"I'm just full of surprises," she said, taking another big gulp before handing the bottle to Jason, who took a tiny sip, grimaced, and then passed the bottle to the boy on his left.
"I can see that," said Rick, putting his hand over her right hand.
"OY! Spin the Bottle over by the couches," cried the Hufflepuff loudly over the music.
"Oooh, I'm coming. Don't you dare start without me," yelled the voice of a boy that Lily recognized all too well. She felt a thrill of excitement at the same time that a warning went off inside her head. She ignored the warning, the image of Potter and Carrie looking shocked and hurt more and more compelling as she thought about it.
Lily watched the boy with dark hair walk towards the circle, fighting his way into a spot directly across from Lily. She saw him glance around the circle, frowning as he saw more and more guys. When his gaze landed on Lily, he froze, a shocked expression on his face.
"Hello, Black. I'm glad you joined us," purred Lily across the circle.
"Um, Evans, what are you doing?" asked Sirius gruffly, scanning the crowd around him. Lily had a feeling he was looking for James and she rolled her eyes.
"Oh, come on Black, I'm waiting for my turn to spin the bottle just like you," said Lily, smiling at him.
"Does Prongs know," began Sirius.
"Does he know what, Black? Since when does he have anything to say about what I do?" asked Lily irritably. Noticing the odd stares she was getting from several of the people in the circle, she smiled at them, "now where did that bottle of firewhisky get to?"
"Here, Lily," said Rick, who grabbed it out of a second year Hufflepuff's hands.
"Oh, thank you Rick," said Lily, turning her whole gaze on his for a moment and watching his cheeks redden before she swigged a gulp of the liquid, now quite enjoying the burning sensation moving down her throat.
"Evans, maybe you should cool it with the firewhisky," said Sirius warningly.
"Why don't you just go ahead and spin the bottle, Black," said Lily smiling at him and rolling the bottle to him.
"Evans, I think you should," began Sirius.
"Black, please. Spin the bottle," said Lily, irritated. Sirius Black had never been, well, serious, a day in his life and now he was trying to tell her to behave. The thought was maddening.
"Alright," said Sirius, looking around and noticing that several girls had joined the circle. Several of them were shooting glares at Lily as the noticed the boys that were drooling all over her.
Lily flicked her wand slightly on her lap and the bottle came to a stop right in front of her. Several of the people in the crowd gasped. Sirius himself looked very uncomfortable. His Adam's apple was bobbing up and down on his throat and his eyes were wide with shock.
"Alright, Black. Come on and give me a kiss," said Lily, standing up and rolling her eyes.
"Evans, I don't know," said Sirius, still frozen where he was sitting across from her.
"What's wrong, Sirius? You don't want to kiss me?" asked Lily, pouting. She was beginning to feel very odd, like everything was swimming around her.
"I'll kiss you for him," said Jason quickly.
"But that's not how the game is played!" whined Lily.
"Evans, James would kill me," said Sirius.

"You don't have to make any excuses, Black. You think I'm ugly. You don't like me. You don't want to kiss me," accused Lily, her frown deepening.
"Evans, of course I don't think you're ugly. You actually look really hot in that dress. And I like you, especially when you get all fired up about something. And I do want to kiss you, but James is," Sirius said.
Before Sirius could finish, Lily walked across the circle and stood before him and reached down to take his hand.
"Evans, really, go sit down," said Sirius.
"Guys, doesn't he have to kiss me?" asked Lily, appealing to the crowd.
"Yes!" shouted the girls. The boys all started shaking their heads.
"And you know the rules of the game. If you don't kiss me, than you will have to kiss Filch," said Lily triumphantly.
"Yech," said Sirius.
"Exactly, Black. So which is it going to be?" she asked.
Sirius sighed and rose up next to her, but stayed frozen where he was, too far away to kiss her.
"Black, you have to kiss me," Lily reminded him.
"Alright, but if this gets back to James," said Sirius before he closed the distance between them. He stared down into Lily's emerald green eyes and put his arms around her waist, drawing her still closer to him. Slowly he lowered his face towards hers and their lips touched. Lily could feel that Sirius was about to back away, but she parted her lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on her tiptoes to be able to reach. Lily felt the moment that Sirius lost it. He gripped her tighter and moved his mouth furiously against hers.
"Sirius, where did you put that bottle of firewhisky?" came a very familiar voice. Lily opened her eyes, but couldn't see James yet as there was still a large crowd around them.
"Already kissing a girl, I see," said James, chuckling as he pushed through the crowd.
Sirius froze as he finally heard James's voice. He pulled away from Lily quickly and turned to his best friend with a stricken look on his face. Lily watched as James quickly glanced at her and looked away and then widened his eyes and turned back to her.
"Hey, Prongs, um, we were just playing," began Sirius.
"What the hell are you doing Padfoot!" roared James, charging towards him.
"Prongs, the bottle landed on her. I would have had to kiss Filch if I didn't," said Sirius in a panicked voice, backing up.
"I don't give a hippogriff's arse, Black! You don't kiss your best friend's girl!" roared James.
"Excuse me, Potter, but since when am I your girl," said Lily angrily.
"Lily, what are you doing?" asked James, staring at her in disbelief as he took in her very short dress, her high heels, and the bottle of firewhisky that she had picked up from the floor.
"What, I'm having fun. Isn't that what you wanted me to do?" asked Lily, going to take another swig of the firewhisky. James snatched the bottle out of her hands before she could raise it to her lips.
"I never wanted you to get plastered and make a fool out of yourself," thundered James.
"Jason and Rick don't think I'm making a fool out of myself, do you?" asked Lily, glancing at the two boys behind her.
"Of course not, Lily," they both said, taking a step toward her. When they caught the murderous look on James's face they didn't move any closer.
"Sirius didn't think I was making a fool of myself either, when he kissed me," said Lily, smirking at James.
"You what?" shouted Carrie, who had wandered over to see what was going on in the huge crowd. She wrenched Lily's arm painfully, causing Lily to stumble.
"Oh, it's too bad you missed it, Carrie. I kissed Sirius," said Lily, grinning.
"What is wrong with you Lily?" asked Carrie angrily.
"Oh, are you upset, Carrie? And why would that be? Hmm, is it because you are in love with Sirius and can't stand to see anyone else with him?" asked Lily, smirking at her.
"I think the better question is, why did you plan this whole thing? Are you trying to get back at me for kissing James?" asked Carrie.
"You WHAT!" screamed Lily and Sirius at the same time, both looking livid.
"Oh, that's right. You had already stalked off to pout in your room, so you didn't see," sneered Carrie, ignoring Black who had strode towards her angrily.
"You kissed her?" asked Lily, looking at James with her mouth tensed and her eyes becoming very shiny and wet-looking.
"Don't give me that look, Lily. You kissed Sirius," said James angrily.
"You were right, Potter. I have no idea why I haven't gone to one of your parties before. Be sure to tell me when you have the next one," said Lily, her voice shaking and tears pouring down her face. She fled towards her room, but as she did, Jason put his arm out to catch her.
"Hey, Lily, you forgot about my dance. How about we," said Jason.
"Jason, get your hands off of her before I hex them off permanently," growled James.
Jason backed away, and Lily didn't even bother to look back as she strode to her room and slammed the door behind her.
"Well, once again, Prongs, a great party. A true Marauder event. Merlin, I'm tired, got to go," called Sirius running off before James could turn on him again.
"Alright you lot, get out of here, all of you!" bellowed James, silencing the music with his wand. Loud protests were shouted throughout the room, but when James made the doors bang open, people began to leave. Once everyone was gone, James sank onto the couch
"Yeah, great party. I'm so glad we had it," said James, burrying his head in his hands.


AN: I hope you liked the chapter. I wasn't completely sure about it. I'm still not. Oh well, I guess some things you just go with. Oh, quick question: how do you like the pacing? Is it going too slowly?

Well, happy fanficing. and check back next Wednesday for the next chapter! And, as always, feel free to review if you'd like.

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