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So. I don't know if you all have heard of this, but a lot of people seem to be ripping off my story. There is currently a fic called The Heroes of Times (see, they aren't even ripping it off that well) and it is extremely similar to mine. This is one of many I have found so if you could please help me and my fearless General lg1514 in stopping Story-Copying, I would be ever so thankful

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Recap:

Ginny once again turned serious. "You should tell him." Now at this statement, Lily Evans did scowl at her new found friend/confidant.

"I would, if he actually loved me back."

Ginny whipped around, hoping to get James to step out of the shadows where the three boys had hidden. Yet instead of finding three teenagers, she only barely saw a flash of Sirius Black's Hair as he whipped around the corner, most likely with his two other companions.

"He is not innocent. How is he connected to me?" She stopped and turned her head slightly toward Luna.

"Sirius Black killed my husband." A lone tear had dripped down her cheek. Before it had even hit the floor, Hermione Granger had vanished around the corner.

Unbeknownst to the two girls, a lone wizard had stood in the shadows, witnessing the entire encounter.

"What?" Sirius whispered to himself.

Eyes wide and breath catching, James couldn't believe it. She honestly thought he didn't love her? James thought as his feet automatically took him back to the Gryffindor Common Room. True, James had started out annoying Lily mainly because it seemed like good fun and her reactions were hilarious. But then something changed. He wasn't sure when it happened, but one day in 4th year he looked up, and realized that his ridiculous crush on Lily Evans had changed and grown. Into love. Full blown, mind bending, magnificent love. He loved everything about her. Not just her beauty, but her quick wit and sharp tongue; her gentle heart and pure kindness. Lily Evans was a true Gryffindor: Kind, Loyal, Courageous and Fierce.
That being said, James was still a teenage boy so the only thing his mind could come up with in order to impress her was to become more annoying so she would pay more attention to him (his brain didn't exactly know the difference between good attention and bad attention). Thinking back on all the ridiculous stuff he had done in the past, James could see why she thought he was lying when he said he loved her.

James smiled. Well that all about to change, He thought, sitting down on the Gryffindor couch, patiently waiting for the woman who had stolen his heart.

What.

The.

Hell.

Sirius Black's mind was in total shut down. The rational part of his brain was now realizing the cause of her specifically focused anger on him, but Sirius could do nothing as he watched the broken hearted witch turn away from her friend, who in response, sighed and began walking in the opposite direction. Once he was in the clear, Sirius carefully stepped out from behind the stone wall he was hiding in. He had been going to the kitchens, ditching James and Remus who were both in their own little worlds at the moment. Half of him wishes he would have gone straight back to the common room with his two friend, but the other half is so eternally grateful for this information, even though this woman did call him a murderer.

I killed her husband? He thought as he slowly made his way to his original destination. Food always helped him think. How? He pondered as he came upon the entrance; tickling the pear softly till the painting swung open and he stepped inside. Within 30 seconds, he was in a comfortable chair by the fir with a mug of hot chocolate and a plate of cookies. He poured through the conversation over and over again, but to no avail could he find any reason he would ever want to kill someone Hermione loved.

Wait.

Since when had she become Hermione? Since when did he refer to her first name at all? It had always been Granger, or that brown-haired chick or whatever he may have called her in one of his rants to James and Remus. But not Hermione; never Hermione.

Sirius quickly downed his hot chocolate and basically inhaled his cookies as he stood and quickly walked back to his room, barely glancing at James who was still on the common room with a pensive look upon his face. Sleep, Sirius thought, I really need sleep.

"I'm gonna take a walk," Remus told James right before reaching the Common Room, grunting in acknowledgement but with his mind still somewhere else, Remus took that as his permission to leave. Being a Prefect certainly has its benefits, he thought while meandering through the halls, quietly talked to the portraits that were still awake. Without meaning to, his mind slowly began to drift back to the dreamy-eyed witch who had taken rest in his mind ever since her arrival. Not only was she a werewolf, but she too was bitten by Greyback. He shuddered involuntarily as he recalled his transformation as well as the attack that caused it all. Anger boiled up inside him as he thought of Luna having to go through that. All the pain and torture he felt, he could barely stand thinking of her feeling that as well.

Though she was obviously a trained soldier, Remus noticed that you could still see glimmers of what she was like before the war. He could see the innocence radiate from her and the light hearted kindness in her eyes when she would laugh. He had only known her for a short amount of time but he still felt as though he would do anything to take back everything she has had to go through.

Remus made his way to the astronomy tower, and was surprised albeit pleasantly, to find the object of his musings sitting there, her legs dangling over the edge as her face leaned in through the bars.

"Hello Remus," she spoke with her quiet voice.

"Hi," he said. How eloquent he thought disgustingly, and then realized he could be intruding. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I can go if you'd-" he was cut off with what sounded like a tinkling of bells. Luna laughed at how flustered Remus was getting. He couldn't help it. Here before him stands a younger, beautiful, brilliant witch; what man wouldn't be nervous.

She whipped around to stare at him, "Sit with me?" she asked kindly, placing her hand to the spot on her right. Without any more incentive, Remus strode over and took a seat.

Silence drifted on between the two of them until Remus blurted out the question he had been thinking of ever since he first saw her.

"When were you turned?" He barely stumbled out, regretting it immediately. Turning to her to apologize, he saw her smile sadly. Anger pulsed through him. Idiot! He yelled at himself, She probably thinks your some prying jerk.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer, I didn't mean to make you upset, I-" Once again, he was cut off with her placing her hand lightly on his shoulder. A burst of warmth erupted from her touch and he was rendered speechless. Luckily, this worked out in Luna's favor.

"Its fine Remus," She said with a slight chuckle in her voice, "I don't mind. Three years ago. I was a fourth year at Hogwarts and Ginny and I had already been training for about a year. The Tri-Wizard Tournament was going on at our school and there were tons of students going about. He probably thought it would be easy pickings." Luna turn back to look out at the night.

"He was right. I had gone down to the forest, hoping to talk to the Nekleloomps while they were out, they only come out on the full moon you see, and there he was. Waiting for me." She shrugged sadly but Remus could tell this wasn't the first time she had told this tale for her shoulders were tense and her face impassive.

"Long story short, I've been a werewolf ever since. However, I haven't shown my scars until last year, when I accidently transformed in front of my entire school." Remus must have looked both shocked and horrified because she just shook her head. "It's a long story."

They sat there in silence for what seemed like hours until Remus finally responded.

"I'm sorry." Luna looked at him with a wise look that showed him every horrible event that had happened to a girl so young.

"So am I." she spoke softly, and he knew they weren't talking about her anymore.

"It's time." A gravelly voice rang throughout the hall. The three wizards and witches kneeling before him stood to attention, their cloaks continuing to hide their appearance.

The man in front turned to look at all of them, silver white hair whipping around his shoulders.

"Let's go."

The dark walls of the shack gave Hermione a sense of freedom. She knew it was stupid to come here but she couldn't think of anywhere else to go and there wasn't a full moon; she had checked. Reaching the broken bed in the corner of the room, the witch waved her wand, clearly a spot of dust and sat down. Immediately, she broke into deep, heart ranching sobs. At least before, she could delude herself in her mind, but Luna had made that comment about serious and Hermione couldn't help herself. Every memory drudged back to the top as she basically sprinted, not even realizing where her feet had taken her until she was almost hit with one of the Whomping Willow's branches.

And now here she was: Hermione Granger, the strongest soldier the Wizarding world had ever created, crying like a child. She had seen things most people would be willing to take their own life after witnessing, and she had kept her cool. She had tortured classmates of hers for hours without blinking an eye; but one comment from her best friend had turned this witch into a blubbering mess.

Hermione slowly lifted her head and took the picture she always kept in her pocket and smiled sadly. Even though she had scars marring her face, he always told her she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She grazed her fingers lightly of the white dress and more tears began to spill as her eyes slide over to the man in the tux. Dirty blonde hair and warm green eyes stared back at her before reaching over and kissing Hermione's cheek, causing herself to smile and giggle in the photograph.

"I miss you," Hermione cried softly to the image before her, hoping with ever ounce of her being that he could hear her.

Breakfast the next morning was tense. All the students knew something was amiss when only Ginny and Luna walked in the next morning. All throughout the meal, students pondered as to the whereabouts of the leader, however most, meaning the girls, were too preoccupied trying to guess her husband.

"I bet he was death eater."

"I heard she married that Weasley guy behind Luna's back."

"Well, I heard that she married Voldemort herself."

"Are you all really that stupid!" Lily Evans commented as she passed the gossiping girls, thankful to have her mind be occupied with anything but last night's events.

Flashback:

Lily had just entered the Gryffindor Common room after finishing her patrol. Well, she didn't actually have patrol duty that night; she just needed some time to think about her conversation with her fellow red head only hours before. Was she in love James? Unfortunately, yes. Did she know without a doubt he didn't love her back? Once again, unfortunately, yes.

Her eyes, slightly tinted red from a few shed tears earlier, scanned the common room, expecting to find it empty of students. However she was surprised to see, who else, James Potter sitting there, staring pensively at the fire until he felt her gaze and looked up at her with the most intense stare she's ever seen. Her breath caught as his look sent a serious of shivers down her spine. Shaking it off quickly, she masked the effect he had on her.

"What are you doing here Potter? Its past curfew. " She spoke, thankful that he voice only had a hint of a waiver. He continued to stare at her until he final sat back, looking down at his hands and whispering;

"Do you…honestly believe," he looked back up again, his eyes full of confusion and sadness, "that I don't love you?"

Lily gasped. He heard. He had heard her confession. He knows she loves him. He probably thinks I'm an idiot, she thought as tears came to her eyes. She took off for the girl's room but before she could reach the stairs, James's grabbed her arm, spun her around and kissed her.

Lily recalled all those muggle romance books describing kisses, but this was so much more. Heat coursed through her veins as she instinctively grabbed his shirt. She felt his arms wind their way around her waist and pull her closer. His lips tasted like chocolate and she felt as if her entire body was floating on air. Any thought of what she should be doing left her brain, for every part of her could only focus on the amazing boy she had been in love with for over a year, and his lips upon hers.

Too soon, the moment ended and reality came crashing down on them as he lifted his head from hers, staring into her striking green eyes.

"I…love you Lily," He spoke quietly, his passion filled eyes gazing into hers intensely, "I know I can be obnoxious and arrogant, but I have never loved anything, or anyone, more than you. My entire life changed when I met you, and I'll wait forever." He stepped back, his hands lingering on her waist, allowing Lily to make the next move.

Lily Evans was shocked beyond belief, she had never experienced something like that and no one had ever said something like that to her before. Her brain was in over drive and she felt herself almost hyperventilating.

Not knowing what else to do, she ran. Back upstairs. Back to her bed. And away from James Potter.

End of Flashback

Lily sat down, shaking her head of last night. She had deluded herself into believing it was all hoax, that either id didn't really happen or he was just messing with her. Right?

She felt a pair of eyes watching her, but as she looked up to find the owner, a large blast range throughout the hall.

BOOM!

The Great Hall doors banged open, every window was suddenly covered in what looked like steel covers, four figures stepped into the hall.

Lily tried to move but she felt as if her entire body had been frozen solid. Looking around with just her eyes, not able to move her head as well, she could see everyone, including the teachers and Ginny and Luna, were in a similar state.

The male in front lifted his hood.

"Well now," The elder Lucius Malfoy stated pleasantly, "Isn't this cozy?"

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short but sweet.

NOTE: if you could pleas give me feed back on the kiss, I know it wasn't the best but one of my goals as a writer is to creaet the perfect kiss...on a page that is ;P

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