It's their seventh year at Hogwarts and James refuses to give up. Will his efforts finally get him a chance with Lily Evans?

This is by far my favorite story I've ever written! You know, I actually started having dreams about it?

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She didn't fully believe him, but left the topic alone.
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All of Monday and Tuesday, James could be found tracking down people, asking them if they'd like to commentate for the game on Thursday. Many of them asked why it was only for this game, seeing as Remus looked fine to them. Little did they know that Remus would be far from fine on the day of the game. Everyone he asked turned him down, because they did not want to start an rivalries with other Houses, or be put on the spot.

"Oh come on! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" James shouted Tuesday night to Amos Diggory, a fifth year HufflePuff.

"No it isn't! What if I mess up, or you guys do great and Slytherin pounds on me?"

"Why the bloody hell would they do that!?"

"I hate the Slytherins! I'm not going to be nice about them losing!"

"Fine, if they beat on you, I'll hex 'em, okay?"

"No James, I'm sorry." Amos said, turned and walked away.

Fury pounding in his eardrums, James turned around and walked up the Marble Staircase, the moon catching his eye through a window.

"Balderdash." He muttered the the Fat Lady, who swung forward on her hinges, letting him in.

He looked around the common room, and didn't spot any face he wanted to go and talk to.

No green eyes, no black shaggy hair.

He went him to his dormitory to see if Sirius was up there, he wasn't.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He muttered, tapping a blank piece of parchment, which turned into a map.

He unfolded it, and scanned the overview of Hogwarts, spotting the people he wanted to see in the Hospital Wing.

Around... Remus' bed?

Crap. What if something slips?

"Mischief managed!" He said, and darted back out of the room.

"Hey James-!" Melissa tried getting his attention but he waved her off and ran out of the portrait hole.

"You see that? I bet he's running to Lily." Matthew said, watching the portrait hole close behind James.

"When should we start?"

"As soon as possible."

"But it'll take at least a month-"

"Then while that works, we'll work on something else!"

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"Is he gonna be alright?" Lily asked nervously, looking down at pale faced Remus.

"Yes, he'll be fine." Madam Promfrey reassured, measuring a dark potion into a cup.

Alice kept nervously glancing at Eric's bed, not talking with the others.

Sirius wasn't looking at Remus, but at the look on Eleanor's face.

"What are you thinking?" He asked suspiciously.

She waited until the healer had gone to voice her thoughts.

"It's funny, isn't? Remus always gets sick around the full moon."

Sirius felt a little color go from his face.

"What? Th-that's ridiculous!"

"Actually... She's right. This isn't the first time he's collapsed." Lily said thoughtfully.

"He didn't collapse!"

The door burst open and James ran in, passing Peter who had the ears of an elephant, and Eric, who was still passed out.

"Prongs! Tell them they're crazy, they think Remus gets sick every full moon!" Sirius looked at James desperately.

"What? Thats- no, you guys are imagining things." He said.

Eleanor didn't say anything but Lily shrugged. "If it was anything serious, I'm sure you guys would tell us. If he's not in any fatal harm, then I believe you." She smiled.

Sirius sighed in relief.

"So Alice!" James said, breaking the tension. "How is it with Eric?"

Alice glared at him. "I'm not a bad person!"

"It is pretty harsh... Setting up plans with Frank before Eric even knows-"

"Alright! I'll... I'll talk to him."

"Wait," Lily started, looking around to Eric's bed. "I thought he left on Monday?"

Eleanor nodded. "He did, but then he was stunned in Defense."

"Oh."

"Any luck finding a commentator?" Sirius asked James, who shook his head.

"Everyone's scared that Slytherin will pound on them, and even Slytherins are too scared."

"You asked Slytherins!?"

"Well it wasn't as if it's only for our game!"

"Prongs, mate. You can't have expected a Slytherin to commentate for a game they know they're going to lose!"

James sighed. "Whatever... Do you guys know anyone who can commentate?" He asked hopefully, looking up at the girls.

They shook their heads.

"Shit..." James muttered.

"Wait a sec." Lily said turning to Eleanor.

"What?" She asked nervously.

"Ellie, you did say you can commentate in your sleep!"

James looked at Ellie, relief washing slowly onto his face.

"What? No, I was only-"

"She did say that!" Alice said, nodding.

"Now's your chance Ferachi." Sirius grinned.

"Shut up Black."

"Aw come on Ellie!"

"Please?"

"Yeah Ferachi!"

"Fine! I'll do it..." She said nervously.

"Thanks El." James said grinning.

"I'm not doing it for you Potter." She said, turning back to Remus, a look of utter fear planted on her face.

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Wednesday night, James, Peter and Sirius left the common room under the cloak at midnight, just as Professor McGonagall hurried out with Remus, and slipped him under the roots of the now stationary tree and quickly moving away. With a wave of her wand, the trees branches started moving menacingly again.

Peter transformed into his rat form, and when he was sure McGonagall had went back inside the school, he scurried towards the root that stopped the tree and pressed it with his paw.

The tree stopped, and James and Sirius pulled the cloak off and darted forwards.

Since they were to big in their animal form to fit under the root, Peter went first, and Sirius and James followed.

Once inside the tunnel they transformed into the Stag and Dog, then ran down the tunnel, following the howls of pain from Remus.

Back at the school, Eleanor heard a howl of pain and her eyes snapped open.

She hurried towards the window, saw the stationary tree, until Peter crawled back out from underneath and hit the root again.

"What the...?" She asked to no one in particular.

A dogs bark of glee followed the howls of pain.

"What is going on?" Eleanor asked sleepily.

"Miss Ferachi?" A voice came and Eleanor turned around to see Professor McGonagall, standing in the dorm, watching her curiously.

"Professor!"

"Miss Ferachi, are you alright?"

"There are these sounds, coming from the Womping Willow!"

A small sad smile appeared on the Professors face.

"Go back to bed Miss Ferachi, it's not safe to be curious. After all, curiosity cursed the Niffler."

"Alright Professor."

"You're commentating tomorrow, aren't you?"

Eleanor nodded. "Professor? What's wrong with Remus?"

She didn't answer.

"Go back to sleep Eleanor." She said, and turned around and swept from the room.

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"Albus, I fear Eleanor Ferachi is about to discover the truth about Remus Lupin."

"Really Minevra? What makes you think that?"

"After the repeated reports of Samuel Bagman in the girls dormitory, I check regulary on them. Tonight, Eleanor Ferachi was watching the Womping Willow, and asked me about the howls coming from it."

"Well, if Remus feels comfortable enough for her to know, then he will let her. But in the mean time, I trust Miss Ferachi, and I know she won't sneak off to the tree, like the incident we had two years go."

"Very well Headmaster."

"Goodnight Minevra."

"Goodnight."

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"Is Remus still in the hospital?" Eleanor asked, noticing his absence at breakfast.

James nodded, his eyes unfocused.

"Oh..." She looked down at her sausages, and pushed them away, queasy.

"What's the matter?" Lily asked.

"What? Oh, nothing. Nothing's wrong" She said looking up at the staff table for a distraction.

"El, you'll be fine today." Alice said reassuringly, patting her on the back.

"It's not me I'm worried about!" She said and looked around to make sure nobody was listening.

"I'm worried about Remus-"

"Aw lay off that, will you?" Sirius said irritably.

"What's wrong wih you two?" Frank asked. "You're crankier than usual."

Peter stayed quiet, and looked to James and Sirius, wondering how they're going to respond.

"Nothing's wrong. We're just-"

"We're just nervous about the game." Sirius finished James' sentence.

"What? How can you guys be nervous? You were great at practice..."

James shrugged and continued to eat his eggs.

Lily leaned across the table and put a reassuring hand on his arm, he looked up surprised.

"You guys will do great." She smiled at him, causing him to spill eggs on himself.

"Ha, you goof ball." Sirius laughed and James threw a slice of toast at him.

Lily laughed and pulled her hand away. James pretended not to mind.

"So, Ferachi. Are you ready?"

"Sirius! It's not like she's playing. Stop making her so nervous."

Eleanor grinned. "I'm not scared. I thought I said that already?"

Five minutes later, Sirius hollered down the table to the rest of the team, and across the Hall the Slytherin team started to stand up.

Much to James' pleasure, boos followed the Slytherins as they walked to the doors.

"See you guys after the match!" James said and led his team to the doors, causing a wave of cheers to echo in the hall.

"Should I go right now, or later?" Eleanor asked.

Alice shrugged.

"Go now." Frank advised.

She nodded and stood up and ran out after them.

Now it was only Frank, Peter, Alice and Lily.

"They'll do great." Lily smiled and the others nodded.

"Poor Remus..." Peter said, shaking his head.

"What do you mean?" Alice asked.

Peter shrugged. "It just sucks, doesn't? Getting sick every month-"

"Mister Petegrew, glad to see you're out of the Hospital." Albus Dumbledore said from behind Peter, his eyes flashing.

"Pr-Professor! Yeah, I got out yesterday..."

"Good to hear. Now, all of you had better go put on our scarves, it's going to be cold today."

The four of them nodded, and stood up.

The Hall started to empty out, as the students made their way to the Quidditch Pitch.

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"What'd you say we're nervous about the game for?" James whispered, pulling his Quidditch robes on.

"Well if you wanted to tell them about last night-"

"Sh! You could've said anything, but you said that."

"Hey, what I said got Lily to comfort you. Be grateful." Sirius grinned.

James grinned back. "Yeah, okay. Are you guys ready?" He asked, looking to Andrew and Thomas.

They nodded.

"Great, Bell, Sanders and Finnigan will meet us outside-"

"Or I can go check." Sirius suggested, his eyes twinkling.

Andrew threw his broom at him, and Sirius ducked, laughing.

"Chill mate, I don't like Steph that way. She's all yours." He grinned and Andrew went red.

"Whatver." He said, retrieving his broom.

"Okay... Let's go." James said, and as he said the other three members were waiting in the small corridor outside.

"Good luck everyone." James said and they walked out of the cabin, meeting Slytherin as they came out of their cabin.

Madam Hooch stood on the side of the pitch, ready for the two teams.

"Now I want a nice clean game. From all of you." She said, eyeing Mcnair, the Slytherin team captain.

He and James shook hands, hard.

They mounted their brooms, and Madam Hooch threw the Quaffle into the air and they were off!

Sirius flew to where Eleanor was sitting with the mic. "You okay?" He asked, and she nodded

He gave her a thumbs up and flew back to the game.

It was a thrilling match, but unfortunately Eleanor did not know how to describe the various techniques the Gryffindors were using, so she made up her own terms.

"And there goes Potter! Pulling of a Saint Nicholas..." (Referring to a fake pass)

"Why did she just call that a Saint Nicholas?" Lily whispered to Alice, who shrugged.

When Gryffindor did play four, Eleanor simply squealed and said "WOW! Did you see that? Stephanie Bell caught the Quaffle when Samantha Finnigan dropped it! What luck! And she scored! 30 -nil Gryffindor!"

Lily started laughing when she saw the confused expression on James' face.

"Slytherin has the Quaffle! Ugly thing, isn't it? No I meant MacNair!" She laughed and Slytherins jeered.

"MacNair passes to Rookwood! Back to MacNair... Wow they really can't make up their minds can they? Lestrange has it now, he aims and Wood blocks! 30-nil Gryffindor!"

"Potter has the Quaffle! Passed it to Bell, who dropped it and caught by Finnigan... Back to Potter...40-nil Gryffindor!" Girls cheered in the crowd at the sight of James making a perfect goal.

"Sorry girls! He's taken by none other than LILY EVANS!"

"She did not!" Lily cried, flushing.

Alice laughed. "She did! I gotta congratulate her on that one..."

James was grinning and waving maniacally at Lily. She waved weakly back.

"BLUDGER COMING TOWARDS SANDERS! Hit by Parkinson! Come on Sirius!" She cheered as Sirius hit the bludger away.

"Whoa! It's like ping-pong!" Eleanor muttered as Joseph Parkinson hit the bludger back to Sirius, who hit it again.

Frank slapped his forhead. "Why did James pick her?!"

Alice laughed and Lily shrugged.

"HAS SANDERS SEEN THE SNITCH!?" Eleanor cried as Jessica dived to the ground, followed closely by Antonin Dolohov.

"Whoa! Foul!" Eleanor cried, and she knew what she was talking about this time.

Alecto Carrow, a beater for Slytherin had thrown her bat at Jessica. It hit her in the shoulder and she fell back. Luckily, the snitch had gotten away so Dolohov did not catch it.

Madam Hooch blew her whistle and James was allowed a penalty throw.

He flew forward and hurtled it, letting Eleanor shout "50- nil Gryffindor!"

The game continued, James, Steph and Samantha making perfect goals, inceasing the score to 110. Slytherin managed to score three, before Jessica caught the snitch.

"GRYFFINDOR WINS! 260-30 GRYFFINDOR!"

Lily cheered with the rest of the school - minus the Slytherins.

Across the pitch, Snape sat sourly in the stands.

Amycus Carrow noticed, and shook his head.

"It's just a game, all those Mudbloods will die soon enough." He reassured.

Snape glared at him, didn't answer and stalked away.

Back on the winning houses' side, Lily was running out of the stands, followed by the teams friends.

Not realizing what she was doing, she threw her arms around James and he lifted her into the air, both of them laughing.

"That was amazing!" She said when he put her down.

He grinned at her and was pulled away by Sirius, who was being attacked by a group of Ravenclaw fangirls.

"Wow, all this excitement for the first game!" Frank said laughing.

"It was a great game!" Lily insisted.

James and Sirius joined them again, re-counting the best moments of the game.

Eleanor came stumbling towards them, red in the face.

"What's the matter with you?" Alice asked.

"Did I really do that bad?"

Lily and Alice burst out laughing.

Sirius shook his head. "Geez Ferachi. You must be deaf to now know how bad you did."

"We'll tell you all about it." James said grinning, putting his arm around Lily.

Lily nodded and they walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room, the team following, and the Gryffindors following them.

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In the Common Room, James and Sirius managed to nick plenty of food for a party.

"What I don't get, is why there's a match today. Aren't they usually on weekends?" a third year asked.

James grinned. "It's Dumbledores birthday tomorrow, so we have a four day break."

"NO WAY!" Sirius shouted. "I thought it was for the heck of it! THREE DAYS OFF!" He cheered and started skipping around the room, singing.

James laughed and rolled his eyes.

Eleanor wasn't up for celebrating, so she spent the time in the Hospital Wing by Remus' bedside.

"Please Remus, feel better." She said, quietly, feeling tears fall down her face.

"El?" Lily asked nervously coming into the ward.

"Oh, hi Lily." Eleanor said, wiping the tears away quickly.

"Eleanor, he'll be fine. James told me he'll be back at classes on Monday. And out of here tonight!"

Eleanor nodded. "Lily?"

"Yeah?"

"I think Remus is a werewolf."

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