Hey, hope you like it. It gets a tad sentimental at the very end, but the rest of it I find as lighthearted and entertaining as the other chapters. Have fun with it. Or…just read it, if you prefer. But before you do, remember I own only the plotline and not the characters.

On Monday, there was some random little man sitting at the table with the teachers. Everyone walked in and immediately started talking about what he could possibly be here for. Finally, my ears were saved further torture when Dumbledore stood. Everyone fell silent immediately.

"As you have all figured out, there is someone here other than a student or a teacher. His name is Mr. Flitwick." Dumbledore faced Flitwick, motioning him to step up and continue.

"Thank you, Headmaster. I will be teaching the Sixth Years how to Apparate. Anyone 16 and above should report to the Great Hall on Wednesday at 7:30 sharp. And come prepared with enthusiasm." He grinned and stepped down from his stool and went back to his seat. People went back to chattering excitedly. Apparition Lessons! Well, Wednesday night would be fun.

Wednesday night was not fun. First we sat through a lecture about being focused and thinking of where we really wanted to go. We all got up and tried. No one was getting anywhere, which is they weren't until….

"Argh!" Sirius had appeared in his hoop and was bleeding profusely. Well, obviously he would, since his hand and been dismembered and was lying on the ground behind him. Madame Delancey appeared from nowhere and charmed his hand back on. She then rushed him up to the Hospital Wing.

"That, Children, was your first example of what is called Splinching. Young Mr. Black was not trying hard enough and part of his body- this time being his hand- was left behind. Continue, and don't forget: you must want to get inside your hoop."

Fifteen minutes later…

"Argh!" James had splinched himself. His knee, it would seem, was floating in midair- well it was until it plopped on the ground. Again, Madame Delancey made a surprise appearance and took him away.

Five minutes later…

"Argh!" Guess who? Remus. This time it was everything from the calf and below.

Six minutes later…

"Eep!" Peter was on the floor, clutching his shoulder.

Twelve minutes later…

"Agh!" Severus Snape, of all people, was lying on the ground, missing a finger. His eyes were glistening and he was quietly whimpering to himself.

Seventeen and a half minutes later…

"Ah! Fu-Fudge pops!" Yes, I, Lily Evans, had splinched myself. My nose, yes, my nose of all random things, was lying just feet away. I was drug up to the Hospital Wing by Madame Delancey.

The Apparition lessons were over in another twenty minutes. There was one new arrival during this time- a fifth year who snuck in and thought he could get away with it- he splinched himself as well, half of himself to be exact.

"Now. All of you need to stay the night so I can insure that you won't faint from blood loss tomorrow." We all groaned. Staying the night in the Hospital Wing was bad enough, but staying the night with Snape, a random fifth year, and all four of the Marauders? I probably wouldn't be able to get any sleep at all.

Nine o'clock came around. Jeanne and Alice had stopped by to see how I was doing and to drop off my homework. After that, all hell broke loose. I had finished it all by now and my eyelids were starting to droop. James and Sirius started fooling around and Snape started scowling and sulking in his bed in the corner. Finally, I'd had enough.

"Oi! Pipe down! I want to get some sleep tonight and neither of you buggers is going to stand in my way. Stop making noise or I'm going to bloody massacre you! I know I'm not the only one that feels that way, so shut your faces."

"Geez Prongs. Are you sure you like her? She gets cranky when she's tired."

"I don't know, Padfoot. Maybe I can cheer her up."

"Yeah, by shutting yer bleeding pie hole."

"Oh, my Lilyflower, you really do need to calm down."

"I want to calm down. I want to get to sleep. But I can't do that when you're making a bloody racket the shrieking shack would be ashamed of, now, can I? Now shut up and go to bed."

"But-"

"Just do it, Mate. Otherwise she'll massacre us. Ooh, how scary."

"Guys, I'm getting tired of your nonsense, too."

"Thank you, Remus." I nodded my agreement. He nodded back.

"Now shut yer sarding traps and go to sleep." James huffed at my taking away of his fun like a deranged man taking candy from a baby. Of course, that metaphor is impossible. I am most definitely not a deranged man. And I am nothing like one.

"Fine." After about thirty seconds, the boys were giggling.

"Unless you want me to use Sectumsempra on you again, you'll stop talking." Snape was still scowling from his corner.

"Shut up, Snivellus." Sirius said.

"By the way, Sn-Snape, how did Dumbledore punish you?"

"That's not any of your business."

"Um, considering that the reason you got in trouble was for slicing my good friend, James, open, I think it is quite reasonable to say that it is his business." Sirius said. I was in shock at his vocabulary use.

"I got the same punishment that any other student would get if they did something like that: detentions and points taken away from their House."

"What did you have to do at your detentions? Who did you have them with?"

"Everyone please shut up and leave Snape alone."

"Sorry, Lily, Remus, Pete, and random fifth year."

"It's okay, Padfoot, just shut the hell up." Remus was getting upset as well.

The next morning Madame Delancey let us leave. She said we would be excused from being late. We still had to go back to our dorms and get dressed before grabbing something to eat. So we did exactly that.

"Open your books to page 780. You will investigate the easiest and hardest ways to transfigure a newt into something else. If you read the chapter and use your wand properly, you should have no trouble at all." I dutifully opened my book to the aforementioned page and started to read. James and Sirius, who were seated behind me, went straight to the back of the book to the glossary and started shouting out random spells at their newt.

"Oh, here we go." I said to Jeanne.

"Where?" I pointed to the list of spells written on the next page.

"Okay. You can go first." I then proceeded to use various spells on my newt. I succeeded half the time. Now it was Jeanne's turn. Again, she succeeded half the time. Only, she succeeded where I failed and I succeeded where she failed.

"Class is over for now. You must write a two foot essay on what you determined today. Miss Evans, Mr. Black, Mr. Potter, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Snape, please stay to get the work you missed." Unfortunately for Peter, he failed his Transfiguration OWL last year and had to take last year's course over again, with all the other flunkies. Everyone left except for the five of us- we went and got our work before heading to Charms. We had quite a bit of reading to do for Transfiguration as well as quite a bit of practicing on our own. Wouldn't this be fun?

Prepare for random leap into the future….How do I time travel? I'm just that awesome. :)

I couldn't get the spell. I just couldn't get it. I said the spell right and did the whole 'swish and flick' and everything and it still wasn't working. I had been having a bad day all day and it hadn't gotten better at the end. I was trying to transfigure a piece of string into a snake. That was this week's assignment. Although why we were given an assignment on the last week of school with NEWTS coming up was beyond me.

"Need some help?" I turned. It was one o'clock in the morning and I thought I was the only one in the common room.

"Remus, you scared me."

"Sorry. Did you need some help?"

"Well, I do… But I really should be getting to bed."

"Why have you become so uneasy around me? You've been avoiding me since last month." Last month I had had a change of heart. I no longer liked James. Just like I had kept telling myself since the holidays, it was only a crush.

"No reason."

"I can see you don't want to talk about it."

"Yeah…. So can you tell me what I'm doing wrong?"

"You're not doing anything wrong."

"So why isn't it working?"

"You're not trying hard enough. It would seem that your mind's not really on the spell."

"Well, then I'll just have to try again tomorrow."

"That's what you could do. Or you can tell me what's on your mind and try again."

"Nice offer, but I don't really think that's the best idea…"

"There you go again, trying to run away."

"Remus, what do you want?"

"I want to tell you that you can tell me anything and I won't judge. I want to tell you that I'll always be here for you, no matter what you decide. I also want to tell you that I miss your company."

"No matter what I decide about what?"

"You and James are practically the perfect couple and you had something. But now you're pretending it doesn't exist. I can tell. You don't act the same around him as you used to."

"Just like I don't act the same way around you as I used to." I said this meekly, looking up through my eyelashes.

"W-what?"

"Remus, I-You're a really nice guy. You're smart, funny, and you have a kind heart."

"What are you saying, Lily?"

"You know very well what I'm saying, Remus. Don't pretend to be oblivious just because you think I belong with James."

"But I don't understand. You used to like James. You know that. You can't suddenly like me…"

"But I do. Remus, I love you." I took a step forward and he one backward.

"Lily, I can't do this. I don't like you that way and I-I have to do my duty to James."

"I don't give a damn about James. I care about you, Remus. Please tell me you care about me, too."

"I do care about you, Lily." My face brightened. "As a friend."

"But Remus,"

"Lily, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you with your homework. I'm sorry that I just made it worse. Goodnight."

"Remus-"

"Goodnight, Lily. Sweet dreams." He walked up the stairs to his dormitory. I followed suit, sighing and feeling sorry for myself. I shared my feelings with Moaning Myrtle as I had become accustomed. We had forged a friendship in the last few months as I discovered I couldn't go to any of my friends. According to them, I belonged with James. According to Myrtle, I belonged with whoever made me happy. That's what she wanted for herself, and so, that's what she wanted for me.

Please give feedback and I apologize in advance for the huge leap in time at the end. I promise that it doesn't end with sixth year, so keep a look out:)