Loralei awoke in a cold sweat, the dream still flashing in front of her eyes, a premonition, she knew it from the way she could feel everything that happened.

She brought out her nearly full dream diary, and started writing what she could remember. This wasn't one of the dreams where they future came easily to her, this was one of the few where she saw flashes, a smile-whom she believed was Lily's-above a mess of black hair-who could only be James'-and laughter in her ears from more than the two she saw, she knew that one was hers, one was Remus' and the other Sirius' there was someone else though, who's laugh she didn't recognize. It was high and could with no mirth in it, just cruelty. It brought their laughter down, and made it disappear, it made the smile turn to a frown, and that's when the screaming began. It made her shiver and her blood curdle at the sounds. She never wanted to hear it again. One moment they were in the sunshine, happy and safe, the next they were in a living hell, unable to get out. It terrified her, and made her blood run cold.

After she wrote it down, she shook it from her mind. Maybe she should show it to someone, like her brother, no, she wasn't ready for that yet. Maybe her mother? No, she would worry too much. Her father? Same as her mother. Remus? No, he was already suspicious of people enough with keeping his illness a secret. She had no one who knew that she was a seer to tell, another premonition to keep to herself.

She pulled herself out of bed, and touched the long braid going down her back, it was still damp from her shower the night before, so she took it out, and let the waves be brushed back into how its usual straightness.

She got ready quickly, before writing to Lily and asking her to meet up so they could go to Diagon Alley for a day of shopping, since it was supposed to be sunny that day, as well as a sleepover at Loralei's house after. She could come on the Knight Bus and meet her at the Leaky Cauldron and just take the passage there.

Sure, that there was no way Sirius would be awake at this hour, nor would they let him out of bed at least until tomorrow, she went out of her room to find something to eat while she waited for Lily to reply to her letter.

She turned on the record player, playing Devil's Snare-one of her favorite bands-softly on it so it wouldn't be so quiet. Her mother was probably in the garden trimming her roses which she let no one else touch, and her father was at work since it was nearly ten in the morning, unless James came down the stairs, she had the house to herself.

She was looking in the cupboard when James decided to show up.

"You used to write stories right?" He asked, right behind her.

She jumped out of her skin. "Merlin, you scared me, James."

"Sorry," he told her. "But, you do, don't you? Where are they?"

"What?"

"You wrote-" he started again.

"No, what made you think I stopped?" She asked.

"I-I don't know." He told her.

"It doesn't matter, why do you want them?"

"You wanted me to read it once, I finally have the time." He told her.

"Fine, they're in my room, on the top shelf in my closet." She told him. "Go wild."

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, you're gonna hate them, but go for it." She told him, wondering why he would suddenly change his mind, but deciding it was better not to find out.

"Thanks, Lore."

"You got them?" Sirius asked him.

"I still don't get how you're going to get back together with her with these." He said, holding up leather bound books in all different colors, black, blue, brown, green, and red.

"Because she wants to do things, but doesn't think she can so she writes it all down. Where do you think what she writes down comes from?" Sirius asked, opening one of the red books. "She secretly wants whatever she writes, she just doesn't think she's going to get it." Sirius waved the book in his hands around. "I'm going to give her it."

James looked impressed. "Can I help? I feel kind of bad for breaking you guy's up."

Guilt flashed across Sirius' face, but he hid it quickly. "No, mate. It's all right. I got me in this, but I might need some help when I actually get a plan together."

"Okay, well I'm going to leave you alone, to do your...er...'research.'" James said, before walking backward out the door.

"Thanks man." Sirius said as he began reading from the red book in his hands.

"Yeah, anytime." He shut the door behind him.

"Wow," Lily said, sitting back in her chair in the Leaky Cauldron. They decided to get lunch before they began shopping.

Loralei popped a fry in her mouth. "Two freaking days, and we both know he's going to stay for the rest of summer."

"Do you want to stay at my place? My parents adore you, my magical friend."

Loralei shook her head. "No, I can't run anymore, I need to deal with this. I just like to complain." She smiled sweetly. "How's Snape doing?"

"He hasn't come to visit, if that's what you mean." Lily told her, rolling her eyes. "He get's the message."

"Do you think he's going to try to bother you when we get to school?" Loralei asked. "Oh Merlin, you don't think he's going to try to corner you on the train do you?"

Lily gave her friend her, "not amused" face. "Thanks for putting that in my head."

"Don't worry, babe, I got your back." Loralei buffed her nails on her shirt.

"My knight in shining armor." Lily rolled her eyes as she smirked.

"I never did want to be the princess." Loralei returned her smirk. "Ready to go?" She asked, pushing her plate away.

"Yep," Lily finished her coke and slid out of the booth. "When are we meeting Fabian? I always liked him."

"Fab and Gideon," Loralei corrected. " Nine, they want to show us the night life here, now that we're sixteen."

"You're fifteen until next month." Lily replied.

"I'm half veela, that along with having a immature brother like James and keeping him in line makes me seventeen by now..." She looked up thoughtfully as she stood up. "We did this when I was fourteen so it probably changed by now."

"How old were you then?" She asked.

"Sixteen."

Loralei put a Galleon on the table for a tip and they left.

"What do you need?"

"I'd like to get some dresses, like normal fashion things, I love my mother but I feel like her dress-up doll when she buys me clothes." Loralei told her before tapping the bricks with her wand and stepping through the barrier.

"Dresses that we can change into for tonight?" Lily asked looking down at her Beatles T-shirt and raggy jeans.

Loralei nodded. "Green for you, blue for me?"

"Of course, it must match our eyes."

"I love the way you think, Red."

"You too, Blondie."