Author's Note: I don't want to write a long one. Check the disclaimers in the first chapter. I don't think anything is mine except for the basic plot. Again, any italics are diary entries.

I hope you enjoy this, I sure did! PLEASE don't forget to Read & Review! I don't know why I bother asking for reviews, so far only 10 people have AND I APPRECIATE ALL 10 OF THEM! Really, I DO!

Always,

CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur

Review Responses

SporkGoddess...THANK YOU! You are the first person I have found that likes both MR and HP! I hope you are still reading. If you have any suggestions I will be happy to have them.

peoalda, darkdestiney2000, m&m...I am so glad y'all like this! I hope you continue to enjoy it! Any suggestions will be appreciated.

MiraiTigerlily...I am so happy you reviewed this story. It is a rather sad excuse for a story, but what can I do when it seems no one will help me? And as for the Sirius dilemma...I too would have cried when killing him off. But as I had said, I have watched WAY TOO many soaps I guess, 'cause they always manage to bring the dead back to life. I keep hoping JKR will find some way. I guess what got me thinking this was the line in OotP where Sir Nicholas said that Sirius wouldn't come back as a ghost, and that is my way of explaining thiis. Oh well, I am sure JKR has her reasons. Even though we may not see them or even accept them, when the time is right we will understand them. I still think there is something suspicious about Crookshanks...when the next book comes out we will see if I am right. hehehehehe!

Lady of the Dark...Thank you for being my only repeat reviewer! Well, besides my best friend, Char, and she doesn't really count 'cause she read everything I had written before it was actually posted, and she just put the reviews here so it would look like I had more...hehehehe! At any rate, I really do appreciate that you have been enjoying my story, and that you like it! This has been music to my ears! I can't wait to find out what your feelings are for the next couple of chapters. I already have chapter 6 written, but I am kinda stuck after that. So any ideas or suggestions you might have will PROBABLY be used! Thank you!

Char (aka Sis, Browniesbabe, Bugs, and the other half of the Canuck Twins)...Thank you for reviewing! I know how you feel about everything so far, but if you have any advice for me, at all, PLEASE tell me! I think Aunt Cheryl is having a girl this time! She looks so cute right now, she didn't look half this good when she was pregnant with Jonathan. Speaking of Jonathan, I think I am taking him to see LXG on Saturday. You should go see it with James. Later!



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The Last Song - A New Beginning - chapter five

by: CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur

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The next five years passed in a blur of magical colors. I made high marks, and in my fifth year I was named a Gryffindor Prefect along with Remus. I was still friends with his gang, even though they now called themselves the Marauders. They were the biggest pranksters the school had ever known, but they were still my friends. I was also still friends with Severus, even though the Marauders never gave up on a chance to get him. He was the one they pulled most of their pranks on.

Dear Diary,

I leave for my sixth year tomorrow, oops today after looking at my watch. I can't wait to get out of this house. Petunia has been giving me crap all summer. She constantly calls me freak, and Mum and Dad never hear her so they can't do anything. Besides I miss my dormmates, Abby, Krys, Lisa, and Heather. They have been more like sisters to me than my own. They have sent me owls constantly all summer, and it has been a great comfort to me to have them as friends. I just wish I could have visited them or have them come here. But Petunia didn't want any freaks as she calls us, coming over because her fiance has been staying in our garage apartment, and he doesn't believe in magic, thinks its an abomination. I say he is a freak. Anyone who would look at him would know that. His name alone shouts freak, Vernon Dursley. I had better get some sleep if I want to look fresh in the morning. I do hope the Marauders have grown up a bit. I want to enjoy my last couple of years.

Always, Lily Satine Evans

I barely got through the barrier at Kings Cross in time the next morning. Traffic had been horrible. Mum made it a little easier on me by having me leave Gypsy at home. She said she would send him in the morning with something special she got for me. I wish I knew what it was.

As I made my way to the back of the train, as always, I finally found a compartment that seemed empty. However, I was surprised to find James curled up and asleep on one of the seats. I tried not to wake him as I sat down opposite him. I had also not made any noise as I closed the compartment doors. After about ten minutes he woke up to find me reading one of my books with Toulouse curled up on my lap. I didn't even notice he was awake until Toulouse got up and went over to sit on James's lap.

"You're awake. You don't look to good. Are you feeling okay? Where are your friends?" I asked him.

"I asked them to leave me alone for a while. I didn't want to be bothered." As if he could sense what I was thinking he continued. "But I think I do need someone to talk to now. Will you please stay?"

"Of course, James. What's bothering you?" I asked him.

"My Dad, he was an auror..." He could barely get the words out.

"James, what's wrong? I have never seen you like this."

"My Dad, he was on a raid a couple of weeks ago. They were trying to track down the Dark Wizard and his followers. They were ambushed, and my Father was severely injured. He is in St. Mungos, and they don't know if he will make it. I am so scared." He managed to make out the words, but just barely.

By this time I had moved over beside him, and had put my arms around him. "James, I am sure your Father will be just fine. He is a strong man. He will survive. But c'mon you need to cheer up. Lets have a few laughs."

"I suppose you're right." He looked up at me and smiled.

"As long as I have known you I haven't known much more than your first and last name, and that you have been best friends with Sirius for what seems like forever, and you love to play pranks on anyone and everyone. What else should I know about you?" I asked James.

"Hehehe. Well...I suppose I could say the same about you. Except I do know that you are friends with just about everyone except the Slytherins, and even then you are still friends with Sevey Poo." James answered back.

"True. Okay, how about this? I will start out and then you can tell me all about yourself." I asked and he nodded yes. "My birthday is about four months after yours, so I am the same age as you. I am the first witch in my family for several generations, although it is rumoured that my Mum's Great Aunt's parents were a witch and wizard. I have an older sister who is engaged, and she calls me a freak because she is scared of magic, I think. And that is about it."

"Well, as you know, my family is one of the last remaining pureblood families. Although we don't adhere to the strict guidelines of ONLY marrying other purebloods. My Mum was a muggle born just like you. You already know a lot about me. Although I do have a secret obsession that I can't even tell my Father about. Although, my Mum does know. She is the one that got me obsessed in the first place." He stated.

"So what are you obsessed with?" I asked him.

"I feel a little embarrassed by this, and if you ever pass this on to anyone I will deny it, but When I was five my Mum took me to this old muggle theatre that showed old muggle musicals. You are going to think I am crazy or stupid or both, but I became obsessed that day with Moulin Rouge" The words had barely left his mouth when I interrupted him.

"Really? Me too. Although I had never seen it until the summer I turned 11. In fact it was the same day I got my Hogwarts letter. And you are never going to believe this, but my Great Uncle Christian is the one who wrote the novel the movie was based on, and his father is the one who made the movie." I stated. "In fact, my Mum and Dad gave me my middle name because of my Great Aunt's name, Satine."

"So your full name is Lily Satine Evans?" James asked me, and I nodded yes. "Well, Lily Satine Evans I guess I owe you my full name as well. It's James Christian Potter." He smiled over at me still petting Toulouse who had fallen asleep on his lap.

About that time a storm had started up outside, and with the giant lighting and thunder strike I remembered. I remembered all of it. And I started crying.

"Lily what's wrong?" He asked.

I knew I couldn't tell him because he wouldn't remember what we had until I sang our song. "I just was scared by how close the lightning was." I lied.

"Okay." He answered me, but I could tell he didn't quite believe me.

I was about to start singing though, when the Head Girl came in and told me "Lily, would you please go and help get the first years rounded up since we are almost to the station."

"Sure thing Maggie" I looked over to James, but before I could say anything he started.

"I will take care of Toulouse, and we will finish this discussion later." He stood up and kissed me on the cheek as he pushed me out of the door.

I was stunned, and I wanted to turn around and kiss him for real, but I had a job to do. Unfortunately, we were not able to even get a moment alone for a few weeks because school work had piled up on us. The only thing we had been able to share was a few stolen glances and touches in classes, and the occasional owl at breakfast passing notes.