Heyy! It's been too long...really.

So I want to just say thanks to a lot of people: firstly to all of my friends for being an inspiration for my writing-you guys are truly the best and I love you all. To my family for being all so amazing in their own, messed up way lol ;) And to all of my reviewers for giving me the incentive to carry on writing.

Disclaimer-What do you mean I'm not J K Rowling!?...What do you mean I'm a teenager!?...I just have a very good anti-wrinkle cream...Well this is just prejudiced and I won't stand for it! Hmph! *Flips hair*

Also I have a warning to anyone reading this chapter-it is seriously weird! My writing never seems to be the same in two chapters lol. But this one is especially weird, ummm and sorry to all Remus fans-he goes a little crazzzzzy in this chapter. Actually completely crazy lol but I couldn't resist :P

Haha lol sorry I'm in such a random mood. I'm so happy 'cos all my mocks are finally over and it's Easter!!! Oh yeah, HAPPY EASTER!!! :D

10 questions

Lily and Alice strolled into the common room with linked arms. They deposited their bags onto the floor and collapsed into two armchairs that some first years had just vacated. "Being seventh years sure comes in handy." Alice giggled, watching the 11 year olds scamper off with worried looks etched into their young features.

"Alice!" Lily scolded, smacking her friend gently on the arm. Alice turned her grin to Lily who couldn't help but smile back. "I guess it does...but we shouldn't use it to our advantage!" Lily added hastily, Alice responded by rolling her eyes. Alice closed her eyes, enjoying a few moments of rare peace. It was shattered by Sirius almost as soon as it started.

"Alright midgets, get out of my way!" Sirius boomed, grinning delightedly as everyone in his path scattered, strutting down the common room with a walk that belonged on the runway. Remus trailed behind Sirius, carrying two book bags and looking very much like a pack mule. He looked over to Lily and rolled his eyes, gesturing to Sirius who was striding towards the window sill where a mob of black hair was just about visible. She smiled and waved, turning back to Alice who was mumbling something about meeting Frank.

"Ok, see you at dinner." Lily waved her friend off, carefully avoiding Nigel's sudden coffee gaze which was smirking her way and blowing her a kiss. Lily watched out of the corner of her eye as he shrugged off a pretty blonde girl and pranced towards her. She looked around wildly for an escape, finding it in the form of James Potter. He raised his eyebrows, an annoying smirk playing on his lips, as she mouthed 'help me', jerking her head towards the rapidly approaching Nigel. James shrugged and hopped off his perch, swaggering towards Lily, to where Nigel had just arrived.

"Hi babe." Nigel winked and waggled his eyebrows suggestively, stepping closer to Lily who edged backwards.

"Hey Lily," James said cheerfully, slinking an arm around Lily's waist casually. "Hi Nigel, hey did I tell you you're eyebrows look kind of spastic when you do that. Maybe you should go see a doctor about them?" Nigel's face was set in a deep scowl and was flushed bright red as he stood, speechless and fuming as James led Lily away.

"Thanks, again." Lily smiled, James' smirk becoming contagious.

James grinned in reply, letting his arm fall away from Lily's waist and swing backwards and forwards by his side.

Lily snuck a glance behind her to find Nigel still standing, glaring after them, trying to burn a hole into James' back. "Looks like you just made an enemy." Lily observed with a laugh, gesturing to Nigel. James turned around and gave Nigel a wave, chocking back a laugh when Nigel's eyes turned into silts.

"Woah, umm James?" Lily asked concerned, stumbling as she tripped over what appeared to be Sirius unconscious on the floor. She nudged James, pointing to where Sirius lay on the ground. James rolled his eyes, crouched down and smacked Sirius across the face.

"James!" Lily exclaimed with wide eyes and James shrugged in reply and muttered 'Remus'. "Shouldn't we take him to the hospital wing!?" Lily asked, dithering about anxiously. She watched James throw Sirius' arm over his shoulder, haul him to his feet and drag him over to an armchair with a grunt.

"Nah. He'll come round in about half an hour." James explained, letting Sirius slump over onto the chair, his head flopping into his lap.

Lily just stared in shock, eying Sirius' immobile body fretfully, "Why does it sound like this has happened before?" She asked suspiciously, her eyebrows rising into her hairline.

"Because it has," James grinned, "Every so often Sirius will steal some of Remus' chocolate and Remus will hex him. Or sometimes, like now, he puts sleeping draught in his chocolate so Sirius gets knocked out."

"Uh, why?" Lily's expression was befuddled. Remus was clearly not as normal as she had thought for the previous six years. But really she shouldn't be surprised, he was, after all, best friends with James and Sirius and that, spoke for itself.

"I don't really know. Remus has a weird obsession with chocolate, like he has to eat it. And he gets really possessive. One time in first year Peter ate his whole stash and Remus cursed him so badly he was in the hospital wing for a week! Remus got two weeks detention." As if on cue Remus appeared, cradling a bar of half eaten chocolate lovingly. "Hi mate. What happened to Pad?" He asked cheerfully, a smile lighting his features.

"He touched my chocolate." Remus growled, his expression darkening and his eyes darting around crazily when Lily's gaze slid to Sirius who had stirred. James and Lily nodded mechanically, backing off as Remus advanced, clutching his chocolate possessively.

"It's ok Remus," Lily calmed, her voice soothing. "We don't want your chocolate."

"Good," He snarled, spinning on his heel and running out up the stairs to his dormitory.

"That was weird..." Lily stated, not used to seeing that friend act crazy. James didn't reply and had an odd smile on his face as he stared fondly after his friend.

"Do you want to go outside?" Lily asked, gesturing to the window, which was sparkling under the bright sun.

"Sure." James smiled, gesturing for Lily to lead the way. She took them down to sit on the edge of the lake on a big boulder.

"Let's play ten questions." Lily suggested as they sat down underneath the tree they always seemed to come back to.

"But I already know everything about you." James replied, as honest as always.

Lily's eyes narrowed subconsciously, "No you don't."

"Maybe not everything," James compromised, "But you'd be surprised how much you pick up after stalking someone for 6 years." He shrugged, trying to come off as being nonchalant, but James suspected she saw straight through him.

"But...I don't know anything about you." Lily pointed out, "I'll ask you the questions." James glanced over at her, shading his eyes from the shining sun, with his hand. The sun seemed to light up Lily's hair so it looked like a flame surrounding her head; shimmering and shining every time she moved. Her emerald orbs looked unfathomable as he searched them, getting lost in a sea of green. He pulled himself out of them when Lily's face became confused. He realised he hadn't given her an answer and nodded.

"What's your favourite colour?" Lily questioned after a momentary pause, feeling bad when James looked up, surprised-obviously he thought she would have known that.

"Green." James replied and Lily could have sworn his cheeks had flushed. She met his gaze and he appeared to be waiting for her reaction.

Lily raised her eyebrows at the revelation, her surprise evident. "I would have bet my life you would have said red and gold; you being a Gryffindor boy all the way."

James shook his head; a smile playing on his lips, Lily assumed it was from a memory. "Emerald green has been my favourite colour since first year."

"Why?" Lily asked, curiosity burning in her gaze as James locked eyes with her again.

James hesitated for the smallest fraction of a second before answering, "It's the colour of your eyes." James said bluntly. Lily's mouth formed an 'o' and she dropped her gaze from James', temporarily speechless and not really knowing how to answer that. "But when you're angry they turn darker, bottle green, and when you're happy they're almost as light as the blades of grass. They have lots of different shades, depending on your mood."

Her cheeks flamed red, James making her blush harder when he lifted her chin so she would look him in the eyes. Once again Lily cursed her pale cheeks, allowing everybody to read her reactions easily. "Don't be embarrassed Lily, I'm just being honest." James murmured, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Sorry." Lily mumbled, willing the red in her cheeks to fade. Lily scanned the grounds, looking for something to initiate a good question. She didn't know if she would ever get James being completely honest with her again. "What's with those nicknames you all have? Prongs? Wormtail?"

James' face went blank, almost as if he was trying to hide his emotions from her. He then offered her a small grin, "Marauders secret."

A small sigh escaped Lily's lips, "I thought you might say that...This may seem rude but I always wondered, along with the rest of the student body, why Peter is in the Marauders? I mean, don't get me wrong he's a great guy and all but he doesn't really seem to fit the bill..."

She looked up into James' eyes and he seemed angry, his eyes burning fiercely. "Everyone seems to think you have to be 'hot' and 'popular' to be in the Marauders. The Marauders were based on two things; the want to be the greatest pranksters Hogwarts had ever seen and friendships that were thicker than blood. It doesn't matter that Peter is not very good-looking, not clever and is kind of a wimp-I would trust him with my life." When James had finished his explanation his eyes were burning brightly with passion and Lily just nodded dumbstruck, unable to look away from James.

"You really would die for them wouldn't you?" Lily asked, finally starting to realise just how deep their friendships really went.

"In a heartbeat." He replied earnestly, never breaking eye contact with her. They sat for a good while in a comfortable silence, just staring out at the lake that looked so beautiful in the dusk light.

"What's your favourite memory?" Lily broke the silence with her soft voice, penetrating James mind and bringing him back to her. Lily studied his face, a smile coming to her lips at the faraway dreamy look in James' eyes.

"I'm not sure exactly what my favourite memory is but I can tell you one of them. It was the first time I went to a Quidditch match." James eyes glazed over, he had obviously been transported back to that match. "I was seven at the time and had been begging my dad to take me to one for years. I suspect my mum knew what would happen after I had been, so tried to keep me away for as long as possible. But as soon as I was there, it was like...I can't describe the feeling that took over my body as I watched the players zooming across the pitch. It was...magical, for want of a better word. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before." He snapped back to reality, the excitement still burning in his eyes and a smile of pure joy on his lips.

"You really do love Quidditch don't you?" Lily smiled thoughtfully and James responded with a huge grin. "What's it like growing up in as a pureblood?"

James looked thoughtful, "Not that different from you, I guess. I mean we knew all about 'muggles' but it didn't really affect our lives. You would play...football?" Lily nodded a yes, smiling. "And we would play Quidditch. You played cards, we played exploding snap. Our lifestyles are basically the same though."

"Mmmm, must have been really cool growing up with magic though." She mused, making James let out a small chuckle.

Instantaneously, for no apparent reason, the heavens opened, dropping pellets of water on the happy pair. The first water droplets hit them with surprise, splashing on their warm arms with a refreshing coolness. Lily laughed and jumped up as it started pouring down. "I love the rain." Lily informed James, twirling around, letting the water soak through her school shirt as she laughed happily. James grinned, his heart almost bursting with happiness at the scene. James caught her hand, lacing her fingers in his as they twirled across the soggy grass, laughing their heads off.

"C'mon before you catch a cold." James smiled warmly, eyeing Lily goosepimply arms. Lily just laughed sweetly at him and took off running, not realising that her hand was still entwined with James as their skipped across the grounds.