Title: Diametrically Opposed

Author: mony2208

Rating: PG-13 for occasional bad words

Spoilers: Written before Ootp, HBP & DH but contains some spoilers.

Summary: Lily Evans has always detested the very sight of James Potter and up until fifth year, James thought he felt the same way. But circumstances arise that begin to make James look twice at his so-called enemy… & now he can't seem to get her out of his mind ...

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Forewords: Ummm, not much to say other than I finally updated BOTH stories. Yippeee, it took me ages. I now know the complications of writing two stories at the same time.

Diametrically Opposed

Chapter Fourteen

The Truth Revealed

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"POTTER! Ten points from Gryffindor."

"I didn't do anything!" the offending boy protested.

Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes at James. "No?" she queried. "Then it wasn't your hand I saw passing notes to Mr Black?"

"It was only one note, Professor," James admitted, attempting an apologetic smile as he weakly added, "and it was for transfiguration."

Amused giggles broke out in the class at the absurdity of that statement. Transfiguration was well known to be James' easiest subject, so he often spent time on … other activities during class.

"Are you that willing for yet another detention Potter?" asked Professor McGonagal, a raised eyebrow indicating that she was also aware of James' inattentiveness in class.

"Not particularly." James conceded finally.

"Well then, return back to your schoolwork Mr Potter before I do. You and Mr Black seem to be making a record of detentions as of late and I will not hesitate to add to that."

James slunk in his seat, throwing a dirty look at Sirius, who was smirking in return. Sure Sirius would laugh; it was his note that was being passed around. It was only rotten luck that it had been James who was caught with it.

He didn't mind that much though … passing notes always killed time in classes … not to mention losing points and getting detentions were like second nature to him now. McGonagall was right. They were making a record of the number of detentions they had acquired over the past five years.

Two minutes later, another note was thrown onto his table. Remus, who was on the other side of James, sent James a side-ways 'are-you-crazy-you-just-got-into-trouble-over-that' look.

Ignoring Remus, James grinned recklessly and opened the folded note.

Sorry mate. I'll gain the points back for ya.

James snuck a look at Sirius who was attempting to help Peter with his work. He smirked before writing back.

Is that all you wanted to say to me? I can get back the points by myself you know, probably quicker than Rattail learns that spell..

He passed it on quickly when McGonagall turned her back on the class to face the chalkboard. Remus tutted loudly, gaining the attention of Bella who had been staring into space. James saw her watching as Sirius replied again.

Nah, I just wanted to say at least she didn't read the note.

James bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. Sirius was right. Some of the comments they had been making to each other would not have rested well with their transfiguration professor.

I reckon, James wrote. The old bat doesn't seem to be in a good mood today, and if she saw that note, I would have been hippogriff dung. I wonder what's up with her today. Maybe she got turned down for th-

"I'll take that."

Oh crap. He had been so focused on writing back that he hadn't noticed when Professor McGonagall had stopped at his table until it was too late. She snatched up the note and skimmed over the contents of it quickly, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"I very much doubt that the old bat you speak of would appreciate being talked about like that," she said evenly, her stare now fixed on James. Out of the corner of his eye, James could see Remus on one side shaking his head, and Sirius on the other, who was hiding his face in his hands.

James sighed as Professor McGonagall handed him back the note.

"Detention?" he guessed.

Professor McGonagall nodded. "Detention," she confirmed grimly.

It was the next night that Lily was walking briskly to Filch's office for her detention. She had already served her week-long (Lisa had deliberately made it longer than usual) detention for the pumpkin incident two weeks before. Thankfully, none of that time had been spent with Potter, which she had to be grateful about, however grudgingly.

Unfortunately, the matter of Josh's hexing had ensured that she would have to go to yet another detention; hence tonight was the last night.

Lily shuddered as she approached his office door, wondering what on earth Filch was going to assign her tonight. Her last week-long detention had involved many, many knights' having their armour polished by hand. Half the time was spent arguing with the knights who were accusing her of missing spots all the time.

"You can't have a knight going out into battle with all those dull spots on my shield," Lily mimicked grumpily. "How are we supposed to rescue the damsels looking like we fell in mud?"

Her arms were still aching, and her hands had yet to lose their unnatural shine. Bella and Sionell had been cracking up about that for days. No sympathy … just pure mirth. Bella had even claimed that she had seen her reflection one morning, but then again Lily had just gave her the finger.

Taking a deep breath, Lily realised that she was wasting time. She raised a hand to knock on the door-

-Only to have an unseen force come crashing from behind her, squishing her into the door with a loud BANG!

Before Lily could open her mouth to scream out in indignation, Filch opened the door and sneered out at her.

"When I say knock at the door, I don't mean knocking it OFF ITS HINGES!" he yelled angrily, closely inspecting his door as though it was broken.

"I-" Lily began apologetically but was interrupted by a very familiar … and most unwelcome voice … Potter of course.

"So sorry …" he said smoothly. "Not much we could do about it though. Peeves threw us into the door."

Oh no, Lily thought with dread. He's got a detention too … from that note-passing incident yesterday morning. How fitting that she had forgotten until that moment.

"Peeves you say?" Filch inquired eagerly, an unpleasant smile crossing his face.

James waved his arm casually down a hallway. "Yeah he went that way, holding some dungbombs and cackling about the tapestries on the fourth floor."

Filch's eyebrows shot up, and he eyed the hallway with a look of pure glee.

"Well then, I'll show him … I will." He went to leave but stopped suddenly as though realising that Lily and James were still there. "You two can go to the trophy room, and clean up all the glass cases … the muggle way."

Lily groaned out loud, even as she fought to hide her amusement of the hapless Filch being manipulated by Potter. At least Filch wouldn't be breathing down her back the entire detention … he'd be too busy aimlessly walking around for Peeves who, for once in his existence, was in all likelihood completely innocent.

A chuckle sounded from beside her.

"I always knew you had a sense of humour somewhere inside that rough prefect exterior of yours," James noted smirking, after Filch had rounded the corner.

"Oh, I guarantee you that there are plenty of things I find humorous," Lily countered, her lips curving upwards into a small smile. "Haven't you ever noticed the times I've laughed at your little foolish escapades? Especially the ones where you end up making a fool of yourself."

"I've always told myself that you were laughing with me," James said, grinning. "Everybody else does."

Lily shrugged casually. "If that's what your deluded little mind is telling you, than who am I to argue?" she said, then deliberately turned her body away from him as a blunt indication that she thought the conversation was now over.

She started to make her way to the trophy room, not expecting any reply, but was surprised by the absence of any footprints following after her. When she reached the first staircase, she risked one glance behind her, and noticed with a pang of annoyance that Potter had all but vanished.

Trust him to leave me with the work, she thought bitterly, biting her lip in frustration. She turned around again in a huff and continued onto the trophy room. Even after looking over her shoulder three times on the way, she never once caught sight of Potter. Grumbling as she felt another surge of annoyance at Potter's disappearance, she reached the door to the trophy room, and forcefully pushed it open.

The last thing Lily was expecting to see directly in front of her was Potter leaning casually against one of the glass cabinets.

"How the hell did you get here so fast?" she demanded suspiciously.

As Lily inspected him closer, she noted that he wasn't even breathing heavily and nothing seemed dishevelled in the slightest … though she couldn't tell whether or not his hair was messier than usual. That could just be because he was running his hands through his hair at that very moment.

James smirked infuriatingly and shrugged, lowering his arms down to rest by his side. "You walk pretty slow Evans. I've been waiting for two minutes."

"How did you get here?" Lily repeated.

"The first thing I did was put my right foot forward, which by the way you don't have to copy exactly. Left foot is fine too-"

Lily was one second away from putting either foot up a certain wizard's backside. "Potter!"

"Fine, whatever. I know some … shortcuts," James admitted, walking to the corner of the room to pick up a few buckets and sponges. With a simple incantation, the buckets filled up with soapy water, and levitated over to where Lily was standing.

"As in secret passageways?" Lily pressed on, unable to suppress her eagerness. So far in her five years, she had only come across a few secret passageways, all which were only useful for stashing things in, or skipping from one room to the next. Not floor to floor or across the other side of the castle, which was basically what Potter was implying.

"Why? Don't tell me Miss Evans actually wants to participate in breaking rules?"

"Come off it, Potter," Lily scoffed indignantly as she bent forward to pick up a wet sponge. "I'm not a complete stickler for the rules. How else would I have come up with that prank?"

James thought for a moment as he began to clean one of the glass cases.

"Alright then," he said finally, coming to a decision. "After detention, how about I show you one that will take us back to the Gryffindor tower?"

Lily got the nagging suspicion that Potter wasn't saying everything on his mind. "Why do I get the impression that you want something in return?" she complained, violently scrubbing a case next to Potter.

"Well there is a … toll of allowing you to pass through," admitted James, watching Lily via her reflection on the glass case.

"What? Don't tell me you actually make people pay you?" Lily huffed in disgust, almost dropping her sponge. "No wonder you're so rich, you greedy lit-"

"Nobody other than the rest of the Marauders know about these passageways," James interjected solemnly.

Lily furrowed her brows slightly, confused. "Then why tell me?"

"I dunno. I felt like it, and I don't think you will tell everyone else in the school. You'd be level-headed about it, and keep it secret."

"You have so much trust in me, Potter. How did I ever gain it?"

James grimaced at what he was about to say next. "Not trust so much … as grudging admiration … and I thought I'd try your little trick of blackmail. I show you this passageway, and the next time I -uh bend the rules a bit, you can't take away points."

"I knew there was a catch," Lily said triumphantly, but was secretly pleased that it wasn't something worse.

"That's not all."

"Bella was right. I should have let her bash your skull in," Lily mumbled, her heart sinking.

James raised his eyebrows in mock appreciation. "You stopped her from doing that? I'm touched."

"Don't be. I wasn't doing it for you. I was doing it for her," Lily snapped, "Killing you would have been such a pain for any future resume of hers … although she could have put it under pest removal." She pondered the last bit aloud.

"There is something seriously wrong with you Evans," commented James.

"Look in the mirror, Potter. If your head will fit, that is."

James' head snapped up, irritated. "You know that's the second comment this week that someone's said about my head."

"Think someone up there is telling you something?" Lily hinted wickedly.

"Shut it, Evans," he shot back. "I don't know how anyone would want to put up with you. You're such a prig."

"Yeah well, like I give two hoots to what you think of me, Potter."

There was silence for a moment as they continued to scrub the glass cases, both obstinately ignoring the other, until-

"So what's the other condition?" blurted Lily.

James smirked. "Eager aren't you? You actually want to hear it?"

She threw her rag at him, only for him to deftly catch it.

"Would I be asking if I didn't? Honestly, you are so dim-witted sometimes, it's a wonder how you ever passed first year."

"Hey, I resent that," protested James. "I'm only slightly lower than you in marks. I even beat you in Transfiguration."

"Good for you. I bet you repeat that to yourself in front of the mirror all the time."

"I don't need to. My mirror reminds me. Also that I'm rather good-looking, my hair's-"

"-a lost cause?" Lily supplied dryly. "Anyway Potter, tell me."

"Okay." Twisting his sponge in his hands, James sat back on his heels to regard Lily with a surprisingly serious expression. "I want to talk about that thing you said a few nights ago."

"Which night? And what thing did I say? I always say things to you," she asked, being deliberately vague. Suddenly the glass in front of her seemed very interesting.

"When you -uh met me in the prefects bathroom."

"That was definitely not meeting you," Lily denied vehemently, not looking at him.

James flung his sponge back down into the bucket, making her jump back in surprise. "Stop avoiding the subject!" he cried out.

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are, and you slipped up last night, didn't you? You never meant for me to find out, right?"

Lily's mouth gaped open. With tremendous force, she closed it with a snap. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I think we should get back to work." She turned back to her glass case.

"Evans."

"I'm serious. Leave me alone."

"Lily." James decided to try her first name for once.

"What?" she spat out viciously, without bothering to turn around again. She was determined to steer clear of anything related to the other night's conversation, and his stubbornness was making things incredibly difficult to do so. The only thing left was to ignore him, however childish it was.

James' voice softened. "Just admit it."

For some reason, the change of his voice struck Lily deeper than ever before. Did he actually care? No, he couldn't, she thought angrily.

That anger propelled her to face James. "Admit what?" she asked, pointing an accusing finger at him. "Admit that you're a moron who can't learn to drop something? Admit that you have no consideration for anybody other than yourself? Fine, I can admit that. It's not as though anybody worth knowing has any regard for you either. I certainly don't."

Lily realised she had gone too far when James took a step forward angrily. She involuntarily shrunk back, raising her arm as if to ward him off.

"Don't …" she said softly.

Realising what she was implicating, James stopped in astonishment.

"You think I would actually … hit you?" he asked, hurt flashing in his eyes. Lily lowered her arm to glare angrily at James.

"I wouldn't put it past you."

James laughed, though he found nothing amusing about the situation at all.

"You really think so low of me, to actually think that I would resort to physical violence?" he exclaimed softly.

She scowled. "Why not? You've done much worse."

James groaned loudly. "You're still on about the fake wand prank I pulled on you in first year, aren't you?"

Caught off-guard by his sudden recollection, Lily was momentarily speechless. She'd truly never believed that James would ever remember one inconsequential prank that had been pulled all those years ago. To be honest with herself, she never wanted him to remember it either. This was the last thing she wanted to rehash with anyone, much less the instigator.

James took her silence as affirmation and smirked in satisfaction. "Didn't think I would remember that far back, did you?" he said, practically voicing her thoughts.

Lily cast a meaningful glare at James before gathering the courage to speak again. This was it. The moment. Too late to back down now, Lily Evans. He had definitely asked for this, sticking his nose where it didn't belong.

But it was still so hard to begin.

She focused her gaze on the trophy over James' shoulder. "It only started out being the prank in first year … I couldn't stand you, so cocky … thoughtless and immature, you never cared about anything except yourself and your pranks …"

Lily raised a hand as James went to interject. " … and over the years, you have yet to prove otherwise."

James face screwed up in anger, his eyes flashing dangerously. "Well, let me tell you something. It wasn't my fault that you couldn't handle a simple joke … I mean a fake wand? How could you not tell?" he jeered.

Lily gritted her teeth irritably, and it took all her will to restrain herself from strangling him.

"I was Muggleborn, are you that thick?" she spat out, before continuing on sourly, "Of course you are … so stupid of me for you to realise. You know, the whole trip to Hogwarts wasn't a whole barrel of laughs for me. It was quite difficult actually. I knew nothing, absolutely nothing about Hogwarts, other than it was a school for magical people like me. I stepped onto that train, never knowing that I would be subject to ridicule, never expecting anyone to be openly hostile to me."

James interrupted her in confusion. "What does this have to do with me? I don't care that you're a Muggleborn."

"I haven't finished yet." Lily shook her head impatiently. "The fact is I thought I'd be welcome. Instead I spent the entire train ride, being updated on how 'Mudbloods' were not welcome at Hogwarts. It got to the point where I actually believed them … they were right, I knew nothing, I hadn't even tried a simple spell yet."

Lily stopped to take a deep breath as her voice was starting to shake slightly. The sponges lay forgotten in the buckets as the conversation continued on.

"That's why I was so shy after being sorted in Gryffindor. I wasn't normally reclusive, but I was scared that everyone felt the same way and I didn't belong..."

A flicker of guilt crossed James features, but Lily was too worked up to ponder on it more and continued on.

" … Then you and Sirius made me feel welcome, asking me to have a look at my wand." Her voice faltered as she fought to continue. "I- I was proud that you wanted to see it, and afterwards in the common room when I couldn't perform even the simplest spell I felt so ashamed…so pitiful…"

James face flashed in understanding and he stepped forward again, to stop her from revealing more. It was obvious to him that she hadn't intended to ever say this to him and he didn't want to embarrass her further. He'd apparently already done enough.

"Lily-"

But Lily simply ignored him. She had to tell him … make him understand. It was too out in the open for her to stop now.

"-I spent the whole night practicing every single spell in that damn book … each time failing to even make a spark. The next day I was too ashamed to go to class, I didn't want anyone to find out that it was all a mistake … I couldn't go back."

"What do you mean you couldn't go back?" James asked.

"Couldn't go back to being an outcast … a freak. Ever since I received my first letter from Hogwarts, my sister despised me. I was a witch, something abnormal for her to scorn at. I was – I was afraid of returning home and finding that she would still hate me, just as I thought everyone at Hogwarts did."

"She hated you because you were a witch?" James asked incredulously.

"Yeah, she couldn't stand me. Before I got my letter, we were fine. Bickering like normal sisters do of course, but no hostility at all. Then after I found out I was a witch, she practically disowned me. Nothing I did for her would change the feelings she felt towards me. I was different than her … freakish. She still thinks the same of me actually."

"You're not a freak Evans, I admit you aren't entirely sane, but not a freak," James argued determinedly.

Lily smiled wryly and replied, "I think that was the nicest thing you have ever said to me."

James chuckled, nodding, but then his face grew serious again. "If it's worth anything now … I never thought about the complications of that prank."

Lily shrugged, not letting on that those words meant a whole lot more than she suggested.

"Thanks," she replied simply.

In an attempt to lighten the atmosphere, James crouched down by the bucket and playfully flicked a bit of water at her.

"I guess that's enough to let you pass through the passageway," he joked.

Lily was too drained to dignify herself with a witty response. "Great." She managed to mumble, discreetly trying to wipe away the tears that had trailed down her face.

"Freedom at last!" James exclaimed, practically skipping out of the trophy room. Lily slowly followed after him, not feeling quite as energetic.

Their detention had lasted another hour after their big confessional, most of that time, unsurprisingly spent in near silence. It had only ended when Filch had run in like a possessed spirit, the unpleasant scent of dungbombs lingering around him. Ironically enough, Peeves did have a collection of dungbombs he was planning on throwing down the hallways, and since Filch made his appearance, Peeves had aimed every single one at him.

They reached a frayed looking tapestry of a grumpy looking witch. James levitated the tapestry up and whispered a word Lily couldn't quite catch.

The wall in front of her shimmered to reveal a dark passageway.

"You never told me that we'd have to go through it in the dark." Lily complained as they entered the narrow passage.

"Lumos."

A light appeared at the end of James' wand. "Heard of that spell?" he asked sardonically, stepping over some half-rotten floorboards.

"Smartass," Lily muttered under her breath before following suite. She followed him carefully, afraid that any second now the floor would suddenly collapse beneath her feet. She'd never thought any of the castle could be in such bad condition

Five minutes passed by, and Lily felt herself moving slower and slower. She didn't like the feeling of the walls around her. It felt as though they were shrinking around her. Some adventure it was turning out to be.

"Hurry it up, Evans. I do want to get some sleep tonight." James commanded. He was about five paces in front of Lily, but had to constantly slow his pace so she could catch up.

"Are you sure this is a safe passageway? It's so narrow," she asked, unsure.

"Now she gets second doubts," James said to himself under his breath. A notch louder he answered, "We're more than halfway there. Don't start getting all claustrophobic on me now."

Lily hesitantly added, "You sure the floor won't-"

"-cave in?" James guessed correctly. "Yes, now get a move on."

Lily suddenly tripped on a loose rock and glared accusingly at James.

"Hey, I never said anything about things on the ground," he replied in defence, walking over to help her over the other loose rocks that were lying around.

Ten minutes later, they finally reached the end of the passageway. They both faced the back of the portrait, with Lily wondering which one it was.

"Ok, this is a little bit tricky," James said. "Our passageway isn't level with the actual hallway. It's in line with a painting, so we will have to jump down."

"Jump down? How far?" Lily's voice was nervous. She hated heights … even the staircases at Hogwarts made her queasy.

James detected her nervousness. "Don't worry, only a few feet. I'll go first, then I'll help you down."

"How?"

"I'll catch you," answered James, with a note of his usual arrogance. "You're looking at the Quidditch Captain here, remember? I won't drop you."

There was nothing to do but agree, so Lily reluctantly nodded. She watched as James pressed a button in the middle of the portrait, making it open.

James automatically jumped down, landing squarely on his feet. Lily peered out apprehensively, wincing as she realised the distance was almost her own height.

"Come on, I'll catch you." James called out, reaching his arms out in reassurance.

Lily gathered her courage and hopped down … with her eyes firmly closed. As James had promised, he swiftly caught her around the waist and lowered her gently to the ground.

But before she had the chance to open her eyes and thank him, something soft pressed against her lips, and the grip around her waist tightened. She was too shocked to react, other than to open her eyes and stare in disbelief at Potter, whose eyes had fallen shut as well. Her lips felt as though they were tingling on fire, and the sudden closeness between them was making her dizzy.

A few moments later she regained her senses and stepped back from the kiss, breaking contact with him.

"Evans – Lily, I'm … so sorry, I –" James began hoarsely, his face paling considerably at the realisation what he had done.

A loud crack echoed in the hallway. James raised a hand to his now stinging cheek.

"How dare you take advantage of me like that?" Lily hissed hysterically. "We finally put things behind us, and you do – something like – like that. I'm not something to be played with, Potter."

"I didn't mean to," James pleaded desperately.

Trembling considerably, Lily took another step back and looked around wildly. With her senses all muddled up right now, she couldn't discern where exactly she was.

"Turn left then you'll end up in the hallway with the Fat Lady," James said softly, still cradling his cheek.

Lily didn't even bother thanking him before running to the Fat Lady and giving the password. She made her way through the common room and up to her dorm, ignorant to all the people she pushed through brusquely and even to her friends who were sitting on one of the couches by the fire.

As she finally reached the dorm, she shut the door and leant against the wall. She slid down it as her legs felt unable to carry her any further.

The tears began to fall again, and Lily felt all her restraints dissolve. With one kiss, Potter had destroyed any sense of dignity she felt over herself. Almost self-consciously, she raised her fingers to run over her lips.

Surprisingly, they still felt slightly tingly.

A/N: Boy, this chapter ran away from me. I never intended this bit to happen yet, but it just fit in so perfectly and I know people have demanded some sort of romantic sloppiness between the two. I'm really bad at those sort of scenes though, so tell me what I can do to improve on it.

I've already got part of the next chapter written out, but I won't be updating for a while, because uni has started back up for me, and I've already been given assignments to do.

Anyway, thanks to the following reviewers:

Parselmouth Majere: lol, I'm sorry, I cant help it. It's the accursed 'cliffy' disease that most authors tend to acquire when writing fics! I'll try not to do it this chapter.

ThiMonkey: Thanks for your lovely comments, I hope you remain hooked on my story for many chapters to come, lol.

Lil ellenphant: Nothing much happened? *Sob* Nah, only kidding. I'm afraid you will have quite a wait for Lily and James to get together though.

BlueEyedWildmage: Yeah he was a little s*#t, wasn't he? Lol. I tried to show that James didn't remember the prank because there were so many, and he honestly didn't think that a simple prank would be the reason behind their hostility. It wasn't really a spectacular prank, if you understand what I'm saying.

Lily-Pad: Thanks, I'm glad you liked it.

Drops-of-winter: Thank you for understanding what I was trying to get across! I'm glad you thought the prank was enough reason for Lily to dislike James. And don't worry your other review did work, and I read it too. Thanks for reviewing twice as well!

Regulus Black: Yes exactly what I was thinking! Thanks for reviewing again.

Anne Rosemary McSommers: Thanks!

TheStek: Yay, I'm relieved you agree with me too! I hope this chapter is soon enough for you.

Soleil moon: Wow thanks for that! Your making me all hyper … lol. Anyway I hope you keep on reviewing.

tv-fan-06: Thank you for reviewing again!

Zel: Thanks for your two reviews! I appreciate any input so please feel free to give me any suggestions on what I can do to make my summary better. I'm afraid I won't change my title though … as terribly clichéd as it sounds, I kinda like it. Oh and your little request is definitely weird, lol. What exactly do you mean? Could I just say somebody spread some margarine on their toast or something?

Shari: Great, another new reviewer! Yay! Thanks for reviewing. And yes Bella is a squib, but I started writing this fic before OotP came out, so I can't be bothered changing characters now.

Coolcatjenny: Yes, that's exactly what I was kinda basing it on. I remembered how nervous Harry was that they had made some sort of a mistake, and that he would be sent home. I figured Lily would feel pretty much the same … even worse because unlike Harry, her parents weren't even magical. Harry at least, found out that his parents were magical like him. And yes I have had this prank planned out since the beginning. I had even written bits and pieces of this chapter before I started the story. It was just a matter of piecing it all together to make sense!

Stringbean: Thanks for reviewing again. I've noticed that you love their little fights. I do too, and hopefully you won't be disappointed with their next one.

high?D: Thank you! :)

DRUIDGIRL: No problem, reviewing this chapter made up for it! At first I thought Lily should be madder at Sirius, but then I thought that everyone reacts differently to situations, and James did seem to be the more dominant one in the prank (from Lily's point of view that is). Snape will be making an appearance soon as well.

Tay: lol, don't bang your head too hard, you'll lose brain cells … and I can tell you now that ain't a good thing. He he. Anyway, sorry, ummm I guess I got the idea of the name Sionell from a book I once read. It was spelt differently but I thought it sounded like a name that could be used in the wizarding world. Also Mrs Figg is a aquib but I started writing this fic before OotP came out, and it's too late to change Bella now.

Imnop: Thank you for reviewing. Hope this is soon enough.

Snuffles: Whoah calm down there … lol. You sound like Bella, hehe. I'm glad you liked the conversation too. The peter comment I kind of got from Lily's comment in OotP. It could tie in with later on, hint hint.

And thanks again for reviewing. Keep it up please. I just love it!

Ivy Crane: I always got the impression that James and Sirius were always the closest friends, and maybe they knew each other before they came to Hogwarts. I just thought that they would have met up with Remus afterwards. And I thought that Remus probably wouldn't have wanted to participate in the prank anyway. He's much too sensitive to be a part of it.

GoodCharlotte: lol, he was mean, wasn't he? I promise he wont remain the same guy for the rest of the story. He'll gradually change … for the better.

Zane Lupin: Yay I'm not a doofus … I'm not a doofus … I'm not … maybe I should stop there, otherwise I'll turn into Ginny and the twins. Lol. It's great that you understood what I was trying to get across with the prank. I was really nervous that people would think it was really lame, and too pitiful for Lily to hold a grudge for so long. Umm, I don't really have any reason to why Sirius remembered it. I just thought maybe he could have been the one to think up the prank or something. I doubt he would have noticed Lily's feelings … Remus would have, but not Sirius. Lol, and I think my idea did originally come to me after I read about the twins fake wands in the fourth book. You're so observant (which is a good thing)!

Purple Spotted Hedwig: That's alright, I'm glad you came back to read my story!

Write-on3108: Thanks, and don't worry I really think Remus deserves a girlfriend too. He's such a sweetie! I'm trying to work it in the story, but I still want to focus more on Lily and James at the moment.

LaffyTaffy: Thanks! Your review was great to read! I was thinking of going past Hogwarts, but lately I have started to think that I shouldn't … just as you said. Anyway I hope you keep on reviewing, cos I just loooove reviews.

Carmenel: Thank you!

Ruth: lol, thanks for the review! I hope you keep on reading.

Ebony: Thank you! I'm glad you like both so far. I'm very flattered!

Muse: Thank you! It's good to know people think I actually have writing skills … lol.