A/N: Hehehe. Guess there was an ity bity cliffie at the end of last chapter. Don't worry, this chapter explains everything. The Plan is something of genius. Oh, and if Lily doesn't seem quite like herself, don't worry. She is very emotionally…hurt? I guess, just don't be upset if she's not hard to convince or anything. Anyway, hope you like the chapter!

Chapter 13: Love and Lies

"We're never going to pull this off." Sam muttered to Jill.

"Yes we will!" Jill argued back quietly, "Just remember the plan."

They were walking through Hogsmeade on a brisk January morning. Light flurries fell on the streets making the entire town look picturesque.

It had taken constant persuasion to get Lily to get out of bed that morning and to come on the trip. Jill had created a plausible lie as to why she and Sam had to go off. Lily was now stuck with Sirius at the Quidditch store, and James was with Remus at Zonko's.

But it was all apart of the plan.

"Check this out!" Sirius exclaimed, "The new Cleansweap 300!" He was staring at a polished broom in a glass case in the store.

Lily reluctantly looked at the broom, surely it was pretty nice, but she was not a sports type of girl.

"Yes, it's very nice, Sirius." She told him. How did she end up here? She didn't even remember the horrible excuse Jill had told her.

"Hey Lily," Sirius said, "Do you fly much?"

Lily was surprised at the question, "Not at all," She smiled meekly.

"I'll teach you!" He exclaimed.

"No way!" Lily stopped him, "I hate flying, and I couldn't even get off the ground in first year."

"But I'm a better teacher," Sirius pushed, "You'll be fine."

Lily though for a moment. She had to get over James; Lily knew she was dying inside her own head. She was so cautious, no risks attached. Was this a way to break out of her shell?

Besides, she trusted Sirius.

"Alright then," Lily said, "Let's go."

Sirius smiled. It was all apart of the plan.

"I had no idea they even made these!" James exclaimed as he was walking out of Zonko's carrying a rubber chicken that was moments before a wand.

"I expect they will be popular for a long while after this." Remus replied, "Zonko's continues to amaze me. Fake wands!"

The two boys walked into The Three Broomsticks to grab a couple of butterbeers. They soon walked out to the outskirts of town and sat down in front of a large oak tree to drink they're warm refreshments. They could see the Shrieking Shack to their backs, merely ten yards away. The warm drink accompanied with the brisk air made the both feel like that was how winter was meant to be spent.

Across the dirt road was a large valley and James could make out two lone figures. One, he noticed, had distinguishable red hair.

"Moony, do you by any chance know why our dear friend Sirius Black is attempting to teach the infamous Lily Evans how to ride a broom?" James hid his astonishment rather admirably because in truth, he was utterly shocked and outraged.

"I have no idea prongs…" Remus said falsely; he had never been a good actor.

But James, luckily, did not notice Remus' failed attempt to hide his knowledge. Seeing as he was distracted by the red-headed figure rising, slowly, fifty feet into the air. Deep in his chest he felt a sense of pride for Lily. That pride was suddenly replaced by utter horror; Lily's broom was thrashing about in the air and she looked like she was clinging on to the stick for dear life.

Before James had even processed what was really happening, the broom, with Lily still clinging, sped across the valley and over James's head. The boy ran after it with all of his might until he was face to face with the shrieking shack. Lily's broom crashed through a second story window and James could hear her scream. He ran into the building and the door shut behind him.

Little did he know that a certain Remus Lupin was standing guard outside of the shack. Or that a certain Samantha Brown was inside, waiting for her cue. Or that the well-known Sirius Black summoned Lily's broom and was taking it back to the Quidditch store in town.

Or that this was all part of a plan created by the evil, but effective Jillian Jones.

"Lily, bloody hell!" James cried as he rushed to the girl who was shakily getting up off of the floor.

"James! You scared me!" Lily told the raven-haired boy, as she sat down on the dusty old bed in the room. "What are you doing here?"

She didn't seem to notice that she sustained no injuries.

"I saw you crash and I–" He paused. It wasn't his responsibility to care about Lily anymore. "I guess I was just worried. I'll go now…" James turned to leave.

"James, hold on a second!" Lily stopped him. "I am sorry, you know. Even though I don't have the right to feel that way,"

"Bloody well don't have the right," James muttered under his breath.

"I just…" Lily started, "I could never bring myself to love you as much as you loved me. It wasn't fair to you, really. You deserved someone who's more…well, emotional than I am."

"Love you." James corrected. "As much as I still love you, Lily Evans."

"You don't talk to me anymore, you never sent me a Christmas present. I got you something…I just never had the guts to send it." Lily admitted.

James was remembering how he had gone out to town to buy Lily a present. He hadn't had the guts to send it to her either. Suddenly, as if someone had read his thoughts, a lone necklace fell out of the air with a small note attached. Neither Lily nor James knew how that necklace had come to be there. In fact, James remembered distinctly locking it up at the bottom of his trunk which was now under his bed at the school.

Samantha Brown smiled under James's invisibility cloak which was so cleverly stolen, along with the necklace, by Sirius earlier that morning; James had been in the shower. She silently slipped out of the room with naught but a creak from a loose floorboard.

Luckily James and Lily did not hear this creak for Lily had snatched up the necklace off of the dusty floor and read the tiny note card attached:

Lily,

I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you leave. I will always love you and no one else, even if you'll never forgive me in this lifetime.

Happy Christmas.

All of my love,

James

"James…I…" Lily could not continue. Waterfalls of tears were streaming down her face. The necklace had been beautiful, a single emerald surrounded by five diamonds on a gold chain.

"It's true, you know," James said quietly, "What it says there."

He looked into the tearing, emerald eyes of his one true love.

"Merlin, Lily," He spoke, "You really think I care if you don't love me as much? What matters is that I can't live without you and you know that us being apart is tearing you up inside. I know you feel that way, because that's only half as painful as what I've been through. I love you Lily." He finished with a tear of his own running down his left cheek.

"You know, James," Lily moved towards him, "I think I love you too. If that's what I'm feeling in my head and in my heart, than I'm prepared to shout it out to the world. I love James Potter. Now nothing can ever change that."

The remaining space between the two was filled within a second. Their lips touched and it soon became deeper, more passionate. For what seemed like a few sunlit hours, they broke apart and just stood there, holding each other.

James spoke first, "How much do you want to bet that Remus is standing guard outside of the shack?"

Lily chuckled, "Let's go break the news."

Both smiled as they walked through the shack.

Love was beautiful.

Peter Pettigrew was slowly walking deeper and deeper into the forbidden forest. It was also, the boy noticed, getting very cold. What was he even doing? He had no idea. But a strong sense of loneliness was set into his chest. Oh yes, Peter knew what his friends were doing; they were trying to find the lost love of Lily and James. Of course it hadn't occurred to anyone to include insignificant Wormtail into their plan. It didn't matter where he was to the small group anymore.

That morning Peter told Remus a short lie about where he was going. It seemed so easy to lie to Peter for some reason. But of course, they had lied to him by not telling him anything. The farther he went past the trees the darker and chillier it became. Peter was shivering by the time he had seen the green light. "Keep going until you see a flashing light." Malfoy had said. Lucius had asked Peter to join a club. The purpose of this club Peter knew not, but at least someone had included him.

He was sick of all the lies.

The light was coming from a small clearing. Ten or eleven black-clad figures stood in a circle around one person.

"My lord," said the distinguishable voice of Lucius Malfoy, "Potter's friend is here."

The head of the figure in the middle of the circle turned quickly to face Peter. The boy froze when he realized that he was staring at none other than the Dark Lord Voldemort.

"Wormtail, is that what you are called?" Voldemort asked. Peter gave a short, jerky nod. "Well then, Wormtail. Welcome to our midst."

Peter was shocked.

What had he gotten himself into?

A/N: //Cries\\ and the betrayal begins. Has anyone wondered why Peter went to the Dark side? Well, this is the Hogshire version.

But who is happy that James and Lily are back? Everyone review and tell what you thought of the plan. Evil but effective, huh?