Yes! An update! It's a Christmas miracle! But not really. I actually had a really fun time writing this chapter- especially from James' perspective. He's just so fun to write!

I originally had a lot more planned for this chapter- but i realized I was nearing writing on 12 pages when I got to were I stopped. So it shall be continued!

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The Aftermath of Playing Monopoly

Chapter 7- What Lily Requires

An agitated Lily is very much not enjoyable to be around. An agitated and confused Lily is even worse. Unfortunately for the 6th year Gryffindor girls, they had to live with her- agitation or not. It was incredibly hard to avoid someone who chooses to stay in your presence.

"Look Lils- we love you. We really do, and if you want us to disembowel Black and Potter, we will", Janice said, interrupting one of Lily's common rants. The rants, obviously, being about James Potter and Sirius Black.

Sirius- because he took on the honor of bothering her with a letter so early. She had just gotten James to stop, but Sirius just had to keep up the legacy- as if asking her out for James in every way possible wasn't enough. This is why she was annoyed.

James- because he really wasn't acting like James at all. She thought it was because he couldn't talk, but was doubting herself more everyday. The day before, yelling at James turned into kissing him- making her believe she was possessed. Potter couldn't be changing for the better, could he? And this is what was making Lily so clueless.

Previously, she thought she had a slight crush on Remus Lupin, but was beginning to deny that as well. Now when she the marauders, she noticed a certain someone else first. And Remus seemed much to into his books.

Chelsea looked up from the magazine she was reading, her orange hair falling over her eyes, "I really don't think I could stomach doing something like that, Janice."

Lily laughed and looked around at her circle of friends. Janice was packing back and forth, probably wishing to be somewhere else. Chelsea was glancing between her, and her Teen Witch magazine. Madison was listening, and nodding occasionally at their words. Noelle was reading, and ignoring them all completely while Alice sat beside Lily reassuringly.

"I certainly wouldn't mind losing Black, but without James our Quidditch team would be nothing", her best friend pointed out. Lily couldn't figure out why everyone was defending the boys. Well only James, no one seemed to care much about the well being of Sirius.

"Isn't he going out with that Ravenclaw girl?" Chelsea asked, drifting from the topic at hand. She wasn't very specific as to if she meant James or Sirius- and Lily's stomach immediately dropped at the fact James might be taken.

"Which one?" she got out, managing to keep her voice from cracking. She was dreading the outcome, and didn't even know why.

"Obviously Black. Potter's much too taken with you", Janice scoffed, throwing herself down on the bed nearest to her. Lily's insides resumed their normal state, before she realized that she had been holding her breath. Hopefully no one noticed.

"She's pretty", Madison added in.

"Well Black doesn't date ugly girls, now does he?" Noelle said while placing her book down carefully.

"He went out with you", Chelsea added, not realizing how this statement could come off as offensive. Lily guessed Chelsea didn't realize a lot of things.

Noelle just rolled her eyes and returned to her book, while Alice dissolved into a fit of laughter. Lily loved how her eyes glowed as she giggled, and wondered why more guys didn't. Alice was beautiful, even overwhelmingly so- but as soon as a person of the male gender entered a room she would become shy and reserved.

Lily also couldn't figure out why she was sympathizing for her friend, when she was also very much single. Maybe someone out there loved the glow in her eyes too….

"Hey Lils, there's an owl here for you."

Looking up, she did see an owl at the perch of the window- one she very much recognized. One that she'd seen too much in the past few days.

"It won't leave!"

Damn Black.


"So Moony, do you think Powder Puff has arrived at his destination of Lily's dorm yet?", the very same Sirius asked Remus in their own dorm.

"I'd say right about now she's plotting your death", the boy answered.

"I hope we see Puff again", Peter mourned.

"He lived a good enough life."

James was watching the exchange with a curious look. Obviously, Sirius had written that letter to Lily for bothersome purposes. He thought it was to his mum, but Sirius didn't even like her- so that theory was beginning to sound stupid.

He didn't want them to buy the girl anymore, as she had said so the previous day. This whole not-talking thing was growing quite old, and all James wanted to do was tell his friends to stop for her.

"Anything you guys want to add to the list of '100 ways to torment girls who make your best mate a mute?'"

Looking up, James saw Sirius waving about a piece of parchment.

"But Padfoot, there are 137 items on it", Peter pointed out, going cross-eyed a bit from trying to catch a glance at the flying paper.

Sirius snorted, "so it's a bit outdated!"

Knowing the boy all too well, James figured he was really planning to execute his plans. He grabbed onto the list and began to read for himself, while the other two marauders read over his shoulder.

1. Steal her homework

2. Give her sleeping potion during class

3. Charm her quill to spell out certain annoying phrases

4. Get James to ask her out

5. Turn her clothes pink

"What's exactly wrong with pink?" Remus queried.

Said boy just started at the werewolf with a dumbstuck expression, "I'm ashamed at you, Moony! Everyone knows redheads look absolutely horrid in pink!"

James knew nothing of the sort. He thought Lily looked breathtaking in anything, preferably nothing.

6. Tell the ultra cool marauder fanclub that she broke Prongsie's heart

Seems he already acted on that one.

Peter glanced up at Sirius, as he read ahead "Hey! I dot not have a love shrine dedicated to her under my bed!"

He better not.

"It's all for the sake of annoying her, Wormtail! Really now, stop being so selfish." The one called Padfoot said, examining his hair in the mirror. At least his didn't hiss and growl when a comb was held up to it.

James was becoming overly pissed at the thought of Sirius doing any of these. Especially number 92- Steal all of Lily's undergarments and disperse them evenly around school. So he did the only thing an angered boy could do to a simple piece of parchment that seemed to be mocking him.

That's why he grabbed his wand and turned the mocking object into a blank piece of parchment, and proceeded to trip it into tiny bits which immediately caught fire as James poked the flames. And after the fire died, another blank piece of parchment lay in place of the ashes, all the while he was laughing manically- and he could even still use it to write on!

Sirius rushed to its side shrieking, "My baby! Oh Merlin Prongs! My baby! You cruel baby killer!"

James continued to laugh evilly as he poked at the paper. The frantic person beside him fell to his knees hysterically.

Peter turned to Remus, "You reckon they're nutters?"

"Yeah I do. Want to save ourselves?"

"Righto."

"Oh Prongs! How could you?"


She was finally coming to the conclusion that wanting to throw yourself into the lake was not normal. This time it wasn't even because of James. And since when did she refer to him as James, and not Potter?

Life was much too confusing, and Sirius Black was not helping matters at all.

She didn't know why, but everywhere she went things were related to James. The paintings would ask about him, random owls would ask her out for him, kids carried brooms, and ate food. James ate food! That statue over there was even beginning to resemble him.

It really was, it obviously had the same smile and structure. It might even have had the same shoe size. This couldn't be a meer coincidence.

Her eyes darted around the corridor, "He's there, always there."

A noise sounded from around the corner. It was his groupies, it had to be. They were after her and her soul. She had to go the other way, but the accusing portraits were that way.

Why not go into this door that was never here before, that's not at all suspicious in the least.

After securing the door behind her, she examined her surroundings. Nothing at all reminded her of James. This was only a nice white padded room. Really quite comfy and oddly convenient.

She caught her breath and sat herself down on the soft floor. This would be a nice place to run to when things got overwhelming, and right now things were defiantly that way.

"No James, and no Black", she sighed, drifting into a light sleep.


"Have you two worked out our differences?" Remus asked, sitting his two best friends down in opposite chairs as they entered their History of Magic classroom.

"We wouldn't have differences if Prongs wasn't a baby killer!" Sirius Black, half of the problem, snorted. James, actually feeling ashamed for his rash actions, lowered his head.

Peter glanced around nervously, "Padfoot, we're getting strange looks."

Shaking his head, Remus tried to finish his counseling, "Do you have anything to add, Prongs?"

Yes! He did! He actually did want to say something, except he couldn't. So he opted for the spare piece of parchment that was once the "Lily list"- he knew turning it into an extra piece would come in handy.

He gained a very concentrated look as he scribbled on the paper, and Sirius sniffled in recognition of the object he was writing on.

The boy read over his shoulder as he wrote and scoffed, "Of course it bothers her! That's why I do it!"

Peter nodded in understanding, and Remus continued, "Is Sirius' constant annoyance towards her beginning to bother you?"

James feebly shook his head up and down in conformation and jotted down more notes.

Professor Binns must not have been in a particularly observant mood- as everyone was doing as they pleased while he went on talking about those amazing Goblin revolts.

"So…", Remus said, reading the response from James, "when something bothers Lily, it bothers you also?"

Sirius screamed out flabbergasted, "Then you must annoy yourself to death!"

Peter was still nodding, acting as if he knew what was going on.

"Now, now Padfoot"

"No!" Sirius exclaimed at the werewolf, "he's a bloody wanker!"

He turned so he was now facing James, "You're a bloody wanker! Literally!"

James already found himself distraught at this, but Sirius was not yet finished. "I bet you wank all day long at the thought of your beloved Lily!"

Remus was frantically trying to quiet the hysterical boy.

"Wank, wank wank- that's all you do!"

The whole class had gone silence, as everyone attempted to discreetly listen in on the conversation.

The rat continued to nod.

Wearing a defiant glare, James began to wonder why Sirius was his best mate in the first place. Telling the whole class of his habits was not a very friendly thing to do.

"Sirius! Padfoot! Shut up!" a now, also frantic Remus pleaded.

"Well you want to know something, Prongs ole' buddy?" Sirius sad, not shutting up. He almost looked evil, "You're never going to get her. Ever. She hates you. Face it."

Peter had stopped nodding.


Man. I'm amazed I actually got a chapter out this week. Luckily school is over until next year! Heck yes! I'll have plenty of time to write for you guys.

I'm really beginning to feel the stress pile on for high school now. I couldn't post this on Tuesday because I already had to skip dance to frantically finish a huge Latin project. And over break I have two more projects due for the same class, and a couple novels that are expected to have been read. Not to mention the fact all of the Honors teachers are crazy and enjoy giving us impossible tests every class. I'm amazed if I come out with a C.

So honestly- I don't know how frequent my updates are going to be. This story is mostly what I write when i want to procrastinate on homework or ignore the teacher during class.

I'm done ranting.

PLEASE REVIEW! Post what you think James reaction is going to be. Bursting out into tears? Mauling Sirius? Maybe starting a sing-a-long. Who knows?

and go read my new one-shot--- The Things he never knew.