I promise, I am not neglecting poor Remus! It's just that I need to lead up to something, and yes, you will see it fairly soon, but this is necessary, and it is a Lily/James fic as well as Remus/Lindsay. So bear with me ;) and please enjoy! If you liked it, please review or follow so you can find out how it ends! Nothing worse than a story that wasn't finished.


"Lily! Lily! Wake up! WAKE UP!" Lindsay jumped up and down on her friend's bed, attempting to rouse the sleeping girl. "It's Christmas you moron now get up!"

Groaning, the 'moron' in question slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Yea, yea. Happy Christmas to you too."

"You have presents! Don't you want to see what James got you?" Lindsay smiled as Lily's eyes grew wide.

"He didn't."

"My dear Lily-flower," Lindsay held up a card and began reading as Lily finally jumped up and chased her all around the room to get it, throwing pillows to make Lindsay stop. "My heart aches- OW! -to be so far- watch it! -and I just wish- haha missed! -to be where you are- ouch Lily that one hurt!"

The girls collapsed in the center of the room, their sides hurting from laughing so hard. Lily grabbed the card from Lindsay and opened it. "Looks more like a love note than a Christmas card. Oh wait, it does say Happy Christmas, way down in the left corner. You can see it if you squint."

The girls got to work opening their gifts. Lily gave Lindsay a book on magical creatures- she knew it was on of her favorite subjects- and a friendship necklace that would glow a soft shade of pink when Lily wasn't with her. In return, Lindsay gave Lily a photo album of pictures, magical ones of course, and some movies. Lindsay's family didn't have a TV, and although she had never seen one, she knew that Lily loved movies, and so had gone out to a Muggle store to find some. They unwrapped various other gifts from Alice, Marlene, Mary, Frank, Sirius, Peter, Remus, and, finally, James.

"What did he get you?" Lindsay attempted to peer over at Lily's gift, but she swiftly turned away. "Oh come on Lils!"

"Just hold on, I want to see it. I didn't get a good look at it...ok here." Lily held out a beautiful necklace that was the exact color green of Lily's eyes. "It's really pretty, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is very pretty. But, of course, you won't wear it." She looked at her friend with a mixture of curiosity and smugness. "Because you don't like James Potter. You despise James Potter. You abhor, detest, and resent James Potter. And of course, because you feel all of those things, you won't wear the beautiful present he purchased for you. Most especially because it just so happens that he got the color of your eyes perfect." Lindsay winked at her friend, and Lily blushed.

"Ok, yes, I suppose I wouldn't have a reason to wear it...but I don't hate him. I mean, he's an arrogant toe rag, but I don't hate him. I just think he could be so much more than he lets himself be." This confession left Lily slightly out of breath for how fast she let the words spill out of her mouth. She looked up at her friend who was gaping at her, surprised that she had weaseled it out of Lily at last.

"Wow Lils. So, er, since you don't hate him...do you like him? I mean, would you consider him a friend?"

"Well, I suppose that since I don't hate him and I spend time, although unwillingly, with him often, that would make him my friend. Wouldn't it?" Lily looked confused and a little scared by the prospect of having James as a friend.

"I never thought I would see the day that Lily Evans admitted to being friends with James Potter. And, may I add, it's ok to wear jewelry that your friend gives you. It's actually encouraged!" With this last statement, Lindsay put her new necklace on and offered to help Lily with hers.

When both girls had their new jewelry on and had changed into pants and jumpers they made their way down to the deserted common room. Most of the castle had gone home for the holidays, including all of their friends. Lily had taken Petunia's request to heart and decided not to bother her sister. Her father had passed away the year before, and her mother was on her own vacation in Africa. Lindsay was giving her father some space while he handled her mother's side of the family. Celeste had gone home with one of her friends, thus leaving Lindsay to stay at the castle with Lily.

"Oh my gosh! Lindsay I wasn't even thinking. What did Remus get you?" Lily had been staring off into space for the past few minutes while Lindsay began a new book. Then holding up said book, Lindsay told Lily that Remus had gotten it for her. "That's nice! He knows you like reading."

Lindsay nodded, absorbed in her book. She had barely registered what Lily was saying. The two drifted back into silence until it came time to head to the Great Hall for breakfast. Every year, Hagrid, the grounds keeper, would bring in dozens of huge Christmas trees. With the help of the teachers and house elves, the Great Hall was decorated from floor to ceiling in garlands and ornaments.

As Lindsay and Lily sat down at the Gryffindor table, two owls swooped down to drop off two letters in front of them.

"Who is this from?" Lily tore the letter open after giving the owl a pat. "Oh. It's from James."

Lily-flower! I hope you enjoyed my gift. I mean, I know it's the perfect gift, so I know you must have liked it a lot-

Prongs if she liked it then this isn't helping anything. Lily, ignore the prat. What he is saying is that he hopes you liked it and that he hopes that you thought it was a kind gesture-

Ignore me? Ignore Moony. But yes, I hope you liked it.

-James

"What'd he say?" Lindsay looked over Lily's shoulder. After reading the letter she said, "Ah. Well that's nice."

"Who was yours from?" Lily tried to see the letter in her friend's hand, but Lindsay held it away.

"I haven't read it yet! Hold on." Her eyes followed each line, growing more worried and confused and finally, devastated. "Lily, I don't want to talk about it right now. I-I have to go somewhere, somewhere quiet."

Lily nodded, understanding that her friend wanted some time to think. She stood up from the bench. "I'll meet you in the common room later, yeah?"

"Yeah. I'm just going to go to the library." As Lindsay made her way out of the Great Hall and up to the library, her mind raced. When she arrived at her destination, she sat down in a chair in the corner and read the letter again and again and again.

Lindsay Lutia,

I have been informed that I am responsible for letting you know that your muggle father, Avior Lutia, was killed while visiting your mother's distant relatives. It is a shame that you should lose your father. We ask that you do not further contact us. I have not contacted your sister, and I assume you shall at the correct time.

-Walburga Black

Lindsay wasn't sure how to react. Both of her parents, her dear, beloved parents, gone within months of each other. That the news should come on Christmas was absolutely horrible, and Lindsay was sure that Mrs. Black had planned it that way. As she let the tears fall strong and steady, she wondered what she was going to do. How was she going to tell Celeste? Where were they going to stay? There were several cousins that might take them in. Andromeda was very nice- oh but she had just gotten engaged to Ted Tonks. That wouldn't work; she would be a burden. Sirius was the only other decent family member, but he lived with his mother, Walburga Black, who had happened to send her the letter. In their minds, Lindsay was no more family than Lily was.

There was one possibility. Lindsay remembered her mother telling her of an aunt she had. According to her mother, this aunt was very kind and did not think little of her just because she was a squib. Dorea, her name was. But Lily had never heard her say her last name. That was it then. All Lindsay had to do was find this Dorea, who had been much younger than her grandfather. Lindsay had said that Dorea was maybe five or ten years older than herself.

Lindsay left the library, her task propelling her forward. She would find this aunt; she had to.


I hope you guys liked it! I'm actually not sure what year Sirius went to live with the Potters, but I think it was around fifth year so I'm just going with that. Any ideas, questions, comments, concerns, just let me know! Next chapter will be up as soon as possible!