A couple notes. First, I would like to give a shout out to AnnaAza, because you review like every chapter and I love you for it.

Second. PLEASE REVIEW! I love getting them, but I get like none, so it's kind of weird.

Third. This chapter is little short because I'm running out of ideas. I love James, and I hate having Lily hate him, so I might jsut skip to their fifth year soon, just so i can write something more interesting.

Chapter 8

A week later, Lily still wasn't talking to Mary.

Mary had tried to talk to her a couple times, but Lily just brushed her off. She felt bad about it, their argument had caused their dormitory to go completely off balance. After hearing about what happened, their dorm mates Kathleen and Elizabeth sided with Lily, but Margaret sided with Mary. Lily was fine with that, she didn't particularly like Margaret, and she occasionally caught herself wondering how the girl wasn't in Slytherin.

Lily walked down for breakfast that day with Elizabeth, they situated themselves at the Gryffindor table opposite Kathleen, who was eating scrambled eggs and reading The Daily Prophet.

"Try the eggs," Kathleen suggested as they sat down, not looking up from her paper, "They're fantastic today."

"I guess that means Peeves has been staying away from the kitchens." Elizabeth said brightly, grabbing a piece of toast from a nearby plate. "The food's never quite as good when the house elves are agitated."

"Well can you blame them?" Lily asked, pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice. She had just started eating her breakfast when Kathleen pointed towards the Slytherin table.

"Severus is waving like a maniac in our direction trying to get your attention Lily," She told her, her voice cool. She and Elizabeth didn't like Severus either.

"Look away, quickly," Lily said, her voice dropping an octave. Lily had been avoiding Severus all week. She wasn't ready to know if what Mary had said was true, and she knew that the moment she started talking to him again, she'd have to ask him.

"Lily, you have got to stop avoiding everyone." Elizabeth told her.

"I am not avoiding anyone!"

"Oh yeah? You're avoiding Severus. And Mary. And I'm pretty sure your also avoiding James Potter. I understand the first two, but why are you avoiding James?"

Lily hadn't told the two of them about how she had yelled at James. "I was rude to him the last time we talked." She said simply. And then she turned around to make sure he couldn't have heard her. He wasn't anywhere in sight, but she did notice Severus leaving with Avery and Mulicber.

Elizabeth leaned across the table to Kathleen. "And that's Lily for: I feel bad for rejecting him, because I'm a good person, but he's so arrogant it's not enough that I'll apologize." Kathleen nodded in agreement.

Lily groaned. "Whatever, I'm out of here." She grabbed her bag, and stormed out of the Great Hall. Kathleen and Elizabeth watched her leave.

"He's going to get over it someday." Kathleen muttered vaguely.

"Who's going to get over what?"

"James Potter is going to get over his arrogance."

"And then Lily will go running into his arms."

"They'll get married."

"There wedding will be outdoors, but not on the beach. Lily doesn't like getting sand in her shoes."

"And then they'll have kids."

"At least two or three."

"Those children will be spoiled rotten."

"By their parents?"

"Yeah, and their Godfather."

"Sirius, I suppose."

"Yes."

"But not by their muggle aunt, they'll never see her."

"But they will see their muggle grandparents."

"Who can teach them about muggle stuff."

"Like telefission."

Kathleen shot a look at Elizabeth. "It's television. Not fission. You really should be taking Muggle Studies."

"But why would I want to do that?"

Lily hurried down the corridor, she was almost late for Charms, and Professor Flitwick wouldn't be very pleased if she was late. She was about to turn the last corner to the classroom, when she heard voices. It was Avery talking, and assuming Severus was with him, she ducked behind a coat of armour. Just in time too, for Avery, Severus, and Mulciber turned the corner a minute later.

"Did you hear what Doyles did?" He was saying.

"That mudblood Hufflepuff in fourth year?" Severus scoffed. And Lily stopped listening. Mary had been right. She couldn't believe it. She waited until they had turned another corner, then ran down the hall to her Charms class. She arrived in the door, fighting back tears, just as the bell went. She scanned the class, and saw there was only one available seat yet, and it was beside Mary.

She walked to the seat and sat down, Mary didn't even glance at her. It was Lily who broke the silence ten minutes later, while writing down notes on whatever it was Flitwick was talking about.

"You were right." She muttered, not taking her eyes off of the front of the class.

"What do you mean?"

"He calls people mudbloods."

"I know."

"I can't believe it."

Mary glanced at Lily and gave her a small smile, "I know."

"You didn't have to be such a jerk about it though." Lily huffed.

"You needed to know."

"He's still my friend though, he was my first friend from this world, I can't just stop being friends with him."

"I guessed as much. Just please don't make me hang out with him anymore."

"I won't, I promise."

"Good." Mary smiled in satisfaction.

And just like that, they were friends again.