Ahh. Chapter Four. Amazing. This took so long because I edited heaps of it (hated the first copy). I also went rafting all last week and have been so unbelievably busy it's amazing I actually got time to edit this. Thanks for your patience.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that's J K Rowling's (and you know what that is) but I do own the things that are mine. Like my characters and the plot. And whatever else I decide to make up. And knowing me, "you never can tell". Sigh.

I'VE GOT A NAME FOR THIS NOW!!! 'A Golden Lily' That's the name of a chinese restaurant near where we live. I saw it the other morning, and thought 'Yes!!' Sigh. Again. The name will probably change later, if I see something better. O:)

***CHAPTER FOUR: Paragraph Three Line Four, Sleeping Potions, and the Ice Queen.***

'How dare you, you stupid, stuck up bitch! Do your own work, use your own tiny brain instead of copying everything I've written!'

'Like I'd copy any of your work,' a second voice spat. 'It's all F grade material, like I'd want it.'

'Excuse me for bursting your bubble, but you were copying, I saw you! And that sentence comes straight from paragraph three, line four!'

'What is it, a Constitution? Oh, sorry, you're not smart enough to be entrusted with a copy of anything like that.'

'Ooh, I'm so hurt. You scratch that sentence out right now or I'm going straight to Professor McGonagall to complain!'

'Oh, so you'll snitch on me as well?'

'I wouldn't call it snitching. I am taking what is legally mine!'

'What, sentence sixteen, paragraph four, line ten?'

'Paragraph three, line four!'

'Well, excu-use me, but I did not copy that crappy sentence!'

'Oh, but you did, you snivelling, pathetic...' Lily slammed her Transfiguration book shut as hard as she could, causing everyone to jump, especially Summer who was seated next to her. James cursed as he made a blot on his parchment, then shrugged and continued writing. Tracey and Arabella, who had been feuding loudly, turned to stare at Lily.

'I cannot take much more of your sniping, pathetic arguing. If you're going to yell at each other, take it out of the common room so we can get some work done!' Lily snapped, her patience at breaking point.

'I agree with Lily. Shut up and grow up!' Summer added, also sounding angry. Tracey didn't say anything, but Arabella stormed up to the dormitory.

'I'll do my work there, so I won't be accused of copying paragraph six, line eight!' Tracey stuck her finger up at her, then sat down on one of the couches, face as dark as a rain cloud. Lily didn't say anything for a moment, then sighed and opened her Transfiguration book again. She was half-way through an essay she was basically faking (don't we all?) and didn't need any extra difficulties. She stared enviously at James' finished essay, rolled up and sitting on the table in front of her. Sighing again, Lily tried to write more on reasons why becoming an Animagi is illegal unless allowed by the Ministry.

'I've run out of stuff to say!' she wailed. 'What have you got, Sunny?' Summer yawned.

'No' uh,' she said, mid yawn.

'What was that?' Lily asked. 'No uh?'

'Not much,' Summer repeated, and promptly yawned again. 'I don't know what's wrong with me!' she exclaimed, rubbing her eyes.

'Um...you're tired?' James offered. His face brightened suddenly. 'I predict that...' CRASH! '...a loud noise will happen soon,' he finished with a grin. 'That's Sirius attempting to clean the room with magic.'

'He can do that?' Lily asked.

'Nope.' James grinned delightedly. 'That's why he's making such a dodgy job of it.'

'I guess I am tired,' Summer admitted, yawning widely. She then accentuated this fact by falling off the chair face first.

'Summer!' Lily cried, immediately going to help her friend, whose face was stuck on cushions.

'Um fum,' was the muffled response.

'I guess that's "I'm fine",' Lily translated, smiling slightly. 'Uh, Summer?' Summer had pushed herself up into a sitting position. 'Maybe you should go to sleep.'

'But it's only eight o'clock!' Summer wailed. 'Not nearly...' But her eyelids were drooping. 'Okay, I'm definitely going up to get some sleep. Good night, all.' Summer shuffled to the steps that headed up to the first year girls' dorm. She took the stairs one at a time, and Lily turned back to her essay.

'It doesn't feel like I've been here for a month,' she told James, who was packing up his parchment and quills. He'd been using Lily's ink bottles all evening, as he was too lazy to go up to his dorm and get his own. 'Is it just me, or was Summer acting strangely this evening?'

'Yeah. Summer isn't usually this tired,' he commented, looking puzzled. 'I wouldn't put it past Snape to have put a sleeping potion in her drink.'

'Why would he do that?' Lily asked, intrigued. 'I mean, what would he gain?'

'Oh, who knows how that idiot's mind works,' James said with a small grin. It vanished as he repeated, 'I wouldn't put it past him to have done that. He hates all of us, me especially, so this would be his way of getting back for the pink hair and the spots.' Lily giggled.

'The spots were funny though. Especially since they flashed different colours, and...'

'Lily,' James interrupted, grinning. 'That's not what we were talking about. I have never known someone who gets sidetracked so easily. With the possible exception of Remus. Or Lupin, to you.'

'Oh, shut up,' Lily said airily, waving a hand in the air. 'That was so yesterday!' James was coming up with a suitable comeback when Arabella ran into the common room.

'Summer collapsed on the floor!' she announced, looking worried. 'She sort of shuffled in, stood there for a while, and then collapsed!' Lily sprinted to the stairs and took them two at a time. She threw the door open and ran in, immediately spotting Summer on the floor.

'Get a teacher!' she shouted, kneeling beside her friend's head.

'James has already gone,' Arabella told her, coming over. 'Is she okay?'

'Not that it's any of my business, but why do you care?' Lily asked. 'You don't exactly like us.'

'I hate Tracey. I'm mean to you because I don't like Tracey and you're all friends with her.'

'Oh, hatred by association? That's real mature.'

'No time for sarcasm, we need to...'

'What's going on?' Professor McGonagall swept in and surveyed the situation immediately. She conjured a stretcher and carried Summer out, Lily, Arabella and James trailing behind.

***

'It was a definite sleeping potion,' Madam Clarke, the nurse, announced. 'We'll need to have an antidote made.'

'Chocolate?' James suggested innocently, and she shot him a 'don't mess with me' look.

'I'll speak to the Potions teacher about it,' Professor McGonagall told her. James snorted.

'Professor Marley? He couldn't...I mean, that sounds fine, Professor,' James finished meekly, cringing under Professor McGonagall's harsh glance.

'Any idea how this happened?' Madam Clarke asked.

'No,' Lily replied, glancing at Summer. 'No idea.'

***

The antidote was finished the next day, and Summer returned to classes, fully recovered, two days later.

'Timing,' Lily grinned as Summer sat down next to her at breakfast. 'It's Friday, so you only get one day of classes before the weekend.'

'Yeah.' Summer winked. 'That was my plan, how did you guess?'

'Talking about guessing, my guess is that Snape put that potion in your drink, Summer,' James whispered.

'He'd say 'I think that Snape blah blah blah' except he can't think, so he has to say I guess.'

'Thanks for that, Sirius,' Lily commented. 'I thought he said 'I guess' because we were talking about guessing.'

'No, you said the word guessing,' Sirius argued.

'Same thing.'

'Guys!' James cried. 'Stop getting so sidetracked! Remember what we were talking about?' They all looked blank. He sighed. 'Snape putting the potion in Summer's drink.'

'How do we know it was a potion and not a powder?' Lily asked suddenly. James opened his mouth to argue, then realized he had nothing to argue about.

'Aren't powders stronger?' Summer asked, absently stirring her cereal.

'Who knows?' Remus interrupted. 'Who cares whether it was a powder or a potion, we still have to work out who did it and punish them!'

'Whoa, someone's getting a little touchy,' Sirius teased.

'Okay,' James interrupted before Remus started arguing with Sirius. Arguing with Sirius was like jumping into a deep well. You wouldn't get out of it easily. 'If you will all kindly pay attention, will come up with a plan to get back at Snape.'

'Whoa, backtrack,' Lily said. 'We don't know Snape did it.'

'We think he did,' Sirius told her.

'We don't know,' Lily argued.

'Who else would do it?'

'Sirius, we have no proof. Innocent until proven guilty,' Lily said stubbornly. James snorted.

'Since when is Snape innocent?'

'Good point,' Summer commented, standing up. 'What do we have first?'

'Herbology,' Lily told her. 'I heard the Slytherins going on about how they looked at plants a few days ago that made such a loud noise you had to wear earmuffs. They were probably having us on, though. You only deal with plants like that later.'

'We should really get going,' James said, leaning back in his chair lazily. 'I just can't be bothered.'

'Me neither,' Lily agreed, leaning back on her chair precariously. 'If this falls, I'll probably just lie on the floor and go back to sleep. I'm certainly not going anywhere now. All that lost sleep is catching up on me now.'

'But if we don't get going, we'll be late for Herbology,' Summer told them with a grin. 'And I really don't want pink fluffy earmuffs.'

***

'See, we could have been late,' Lily whispered to Summer as Professor Nevin, the Herbology teacher, droned on. Actually, he was acting out the growth of the Citrock plant, and Lily was pretending to not notice. 'No pink fluffy earmuffs involved. I told you Snape and the other losers were lying.'

'You be quiet, Lily Evans. You don't like being late any more than I do,' Summer whispered back. 'You blew your stack the other day becuase we were late to Transfiguration. What was your problem?'

'I was feeling particularly irritable,' Lily informed her haughtily.

'Any volunteers to help me with the Citrock plant?' Professor Nevin asked cheerfully.

'Tracey will do it!' Arabella called. 'Go on, Tracey!' The look Tracey shot Arabella was murderous, but Arabella simply smiled sweetly.

'Tracey! Come on down!' Professor Nevin chuckled, and Tracey walked slowly down towards the front of the greenhouse, where the plants were situated. 'Now, can anyone now tell me what this fabulous plant does? This plant is simply fabo!' Lily and Summer exchanged glances and stifled giggles. 'Anyone? Well, it's a fantastic healer. Crush some of the leaves, add the oil from the flower and you've got instant cream for cuts, abrasions, and even bruises! It also helps cure pimples!'

'Snape should use some then,' Lily muttered to James, who grinned.

'Now, Tracey, I would like you to use this, er, crusher,' Professor Nevin instructed, handing a heavy porcelain spoon to her. 'Crush the leaves I have placed in this bowl until they're fine.' Tracey crushed the leaves slowly. 'You have to be careful with these plants, though,' Professor Nevin told them, suddenly uncharacteristically serious. 'You can only use the green leaves. These bright yellow leaves are poisonous. Crush them up and you'll have an instant sleeping potion.' James, Sirius, Lily and Summer all gasped. Tracey dropped the porcelain spoon, and Remus turned white. 'What's wrong? Pick up the spoon, Tracey. Are you all okay?' Lily and Summer held the edge of the workbench tightly.

'I don't believe it!' Lily whispered. 'It's too much of a coincidence. The Slytherins were talking about Herbology the other day, the day you were poisoned, and look!'

'I don't know about you, but this is too much of a coincidence for me,' James whispered to Lily and Summer. 'Snape so did it. And we're gonna catch him!'

'Oh yeah?' Lily jeered. 'How?'

'Please listen!' Professor Nevin called, and they turned their attention back to Tracey, who was crushing up the leaves, glaring at Arabella the whole time. 'Perfect! Now, to get the oil out of the flower, all you have to do is put pressure on it using the same spoon...excellent. Add seven drops, stir, and you've got the perfect cure-all cream! Into groups of two, now, two groups of two to a bench!' Lily, Summer, James and Sirius immediately claimed a bench and started working.

'What are you doing, pretending the leaves are Snape's head?' Lily asked James, who was crushing the leaves with slams of the spoon. 'That's not crushing, James, that's killing.'

'So's putting potion into someone else's drink,' James retorted. 'Ever heard of spells backfiring? Potions reacting with certain substances? What if this stuff was reactive with the drink, and it turned into a death potion? What if that had happened?'

'I never thought that could happen,' Lily admitted. 'It's like mixing chemicals, I suppose. Petunia and I learnt that the hard way.'

'What happened?' Summer asked, crushing the leaves while Sirius got the oil out of the flower.

'Our cousins were staying over,' Lily told them. 'Jack, August and Sophie. Now, August is a perfectly nice human being. But Jack is a pig, and Sophie is the vainest person I've ever met.'

'Ugh, I hate them!' Summer cried. 'I've got a cousin like that, too. Josie. What a pain in the...'

'Anyway, Petunia and I came up with the brilliant idea of putting stuff in her shampoo to do something to her hair, can't remember what it was.' Lily thought hard. 'Oh, yeah! She was so vain of her, quote, 'beautiful golden locks' unquote, that we put black hair dye in her shampoo. But something went seriously wrong, and her hair ended up bright green.'

'No way!' Summer gasped.

'Whoa,' James said, grinning. 'I bet she totally lost it, right?' Lily nodded.

'So did my parents. That was the last time Petunia and I ever tried any hair dying experiments. It didn't stop us putting the 'kick me' signs on their backs, or sticking fake 'not in use' signs on the toilet doors and stuff.' Lily grinned. 'That was one of the best two weeks. I mean, Sophie may be pretty, but she sure is stupid. She complained to Mum that night that the toilets were out of order. Then Jack complained the next day that we all kept kicking him. Sophie told Mum that the sign said so. The sign was gone by then, of course.' Lily turned back to the Citrock flower that sat on the bench in front of her. 'You reckon Snape did put the potion in Summer's drink, then?'

'Yep,' James said confidently, handing Lily the spoon. 'No doubt in my mind.'

'I did kick him in the privates on that first day of school,' Summer mused.

'You what?' Sirius and James asked at the same time.

'She kicked him in the privates,' Lily told them. 'So?'

'I never heard about that! That's it, I'm going to go straight to Professor Whats-her-name after this,' Sirius informed them. 'See how Snape likes that!'

'Sirius, don't,' Summer warned. 'Let's find proof first, or at least get back at him. Besides, kicking him in the privates isn't that bad.'

'How would you know?' Sirius retorted, and Lily bit back a grin. James handed Lily the spoon, and she started to gently put pressure on the flower, squeezing the oil out.

'Ah, Lily? I think that's enough.' Lily squeezed a lot of the oil out.

'At least we know we have enough,' she told James.

'We only needed five drops!'

'Seven!'

'Five!'

'It was seven, Mr Know-It-All!'

'No, it was five, Miss Up-Yourself-Evans!'

'It was seven,' Professor Nevin interrupted. 'Lily, there's too much oil, there. You only needed seven drops.' Lily and James both grinned triumphantly at each other, while Sirius and Summer shook their heads.

***

'Even though I was poisoned, I don't want to do anything rash until we have proof,' Summer told Lily that night. 'I mean, what if it wasn't Snape, and he does do something?'

'But what if it was Snape, Sunny?' Lily asked seriously, sitting down on her bed and starting to brush her hair. Summer sat on her own bed, deep in thought. 'I mean, we can't let him go unpunished, you know? He has to know that he's not going to get away with anything.'

'Dammit, you stupid bitch, it's not your freakin' brush!'

'Look, Arabella, it's my brush, with my name on it, so shut your big mouth and let us all have some peace.'

'Look, Tracey, it's my brush, not yours, and I don't have a big mouth! You shut up! And give me my brush back!' Lily and Summer heard a thump, and they got up to look. Tracey was holding a hairbrush, and Arabella was lying on the floor, unconscious.

'What'd you do?' Summer asked, awed. 'Knock her out with the brush?' Tracey nodded, looking slightly guilty. Slightly, not much. 'Geez, what's in the brush? Lead?' Tracey held it up.

'It's got a metal backing thingy,' she explained.

'Ouch.' Summer winced, and Tracey nodded.

'It knocked the Bitch Queen out, anyway.'

'What should we do with her?' Summer asked. 'Put her back on her bed? Leave her on the floor?'

'Let's put her in the boys' dorm!' Lily suggested. The three girls grinned at each other, then picked Arabella up and carried her, stretcher style, down the stairs and into the common room. It was extremely late, so nobody was awake. They went up the stairs to the boys dorm, and Lily opened the door and poked her head in. Silence. 'Nobody's awake,' she whispered to Summer and Tracey. 'Come on.' They carried Arabella's unconscious body into the dorm and laid her down gently on the floor. Tracey shook her head violently and pointed to a bed. Lily looked to see who was in it. 'Who's that?' she mouthed. Summer mouthed a name, but Lily didn't quite catch it. Summer mouthed it again, but Lily was still confused. Summer waved her hand, and she and Tracey carried Arabella over to the bed, putting her down gently on the end. The three girls raced from the room as quickly as they could being absolutely silent. Once back in the dorm, Lily turned to Summer.

'Who's bed was it?' she demanded. Tracey grinned, sitting down on her bed.

'Peter's.'

'Who's Peter?' Lily asked.

'You know, the short, tubby guy,' Summer explained. 'He's a real loser. Sort of nice, but a loser.'

'How come I've never talked to him?'

'I don't know, Lily, why not?' Tracey asked with a grin. 'You were probably too full of thoughts of James.' Lily was about to reply when a scream reached their ears. The three girls sat up straighter, waiting. Heavy footsteps came closer, until the door flew open, and a very annoyed, very embarrassed Arabella stood in the doorway.

'I was in Peter's bed!' she shrieked. It was perfect. She was still shrieking, screaming and shouting when people started to come out and complain. 'I don't believe it, I was in Peter's bed!' The look on the faces of the sixth and seventh years was perfect, and Lily, Summer and Tracey couldn't stop laughing. The Head Girl, Jessica Perez, managed to get everything sorted without Professor McGonagall coming in, and Arabella got seriously reprimanded.

'I'll speak to Professor McGonagall in the morning,' Jessica had promised. 'Don't you worry about that.'

An hour after the episode, Arabella was still absolutely furious at her dorm mates, Tracey especially for knocking her out with the brush.

***

The next morning, Lily and Summer still had the giggles, while Tracey had a grin on her face. James, Sirius and Remus had also found the episode hilarious, and Peter wasn't seen all day. Being a Saturday, they had no classes, so went down to the lake.

'I wish I'd thought of it,' James said admiringly. 'I almost died when I woke up to Arabella screaming, sitting on Peter's bed. If only we could do something like that to Snape.'

'What, put him in Peter's bed?' Tracey asked innocently, and Lily giggled.

'Yeah.'

'But, seriously, what can we do?' Remus asked, picking grass and throwing it.

'What do you mean?' Tracey asked, lying on her back with her eyes closed.

'To Snape.'

'Oh, you'll see,' James said mysteriously, and Lily pounced on him in an instant.

'What do you know? What have you planned? Why haven't you told us? How dare you!'

'Whoa, down girl. I have a plan in mind, that's all.' James smiled in a secretive way. 'Come on, don't you want to be surprised?'

'No.' Lily frowned. 'I want to be involved.'

'She wants to evolve? Into what, a monkey?' Sirius sat up suddenly. 'What's she talking about?' James sighed.

'She wants to be involved in the attack against Snape,' James told him. 'Honestly, Sirius, you are the worst eavesdropper.'

'Are you saying I look like a monkey?' Lily demanded. 'Are you saying I look like a monkey?'

'Yes, Lily, you look like a monkey,' James interrupted, annoyed. 'Now, let's get back to talking about the attack against Snape.'

'Exploding Snape,' Summer giggled, and Lily grinned. Tracey seemed to have dozed off.

'How about we put a sleeping potion in his drink,' Lily suggested. James thought for a moment.

'No,' Sirius said finally. 'We need to be creative, for heavens sake.'

'It was just a suggestion.'

'We could colour his hair.'

'James, that is just plain boring.'

'Fine, think of something better,' James retorted, and of course, Sirius did.

'Brilliant!' Lily cried. 'How are we going to...'

'We'll find a way,' Sirius answered confidently. 'Don't you worry, dear lady. Everything will work out, especially if everyone keeps their mouths shut.' He looked pointedly at Tracey, who had her eyes only just open.

'Oh, I'm not a blabbermouth. It's Lily you have to watch.' Lily pretended to zip her mouth shut.

'You have my word.'

'Now that's resolved, may I please throw Sirius into the lake?' Tracey asked sweetly, and immediately jumped up. Sirius ran as fast as he could away from her, but she was eventually able to push him in. She howled with laughter as a very wet Sirius climbed out of the water.

'She won't be laughing when Sirius pushes her in,' James commented to Lily, who agreed.

'No, it's very cold and...oh no, you don't!' James got up and practically dragged Lily to the water, throwing her, screaming, into the icy water. But it backfired, as she held onto his hand and pulled him in as well, which promptly started a water war.

***

Six very wet first years squelched up to the castle. Summer was wringing out her hair, while Lily was trying to dry her robes, which were absolutely soaked. A couple of third years came out and stared at them.

'What happened to you?' one of them asked, sounding shocked.

'There was a storm, didn't you see it?' Summer replied. 'We got caught in the worst part. Lily here was electrocuted, while Tracey nearly got hit by a falling tree.'

'Not to mention the Whomping Willow, which got poor old James here,' Sirius told the third years seriously. 'It may be little, but it sure packs a punch!' The two third year girls exchanged glances, then shook their heads.

'Immature first years,' one of them muttered, then they walked past.

'Where'd you think we'd been?' Sirius shouted after them. 'Off to London to see the Queen? Duh, we fell in the lake, geniuses!' They didn't reply, but kept on walking

'What idiots.' Lily shook her head. 'Where does it look like we've been?'

'Ooh, look who's here,' Summer said, nodding towards an approaching figure. 'Ol' Snapey.'

'Oi! Snape!' James shouted, then squelched up the stairs to the castle doors. 'Snapey! Where're you off to?'

'None of your business,' Snape snapped. 'What would you care anyway?'

'There's an electrical storm,' Lily told him. 'Over the Forbidden Forest. Watch out. I got hit by lightning.'

'Shame you didn't die,' Snape sneered.

'Summer fell asleep,' she commented, and watched for the look on Snape's face. She saw the flash of recognition because she was looking for it.

'Oh?' Snape sounded disinterested. 'Well, I'm so sorry you didn't die. Maybe next time.' And he pushed past them down the stairs.

'That's it.' Lily's eyes flashed. 'He did it, and we are going to punish him.'

'Down girl.' James grinned. 'We have a plan, remember?'

'Brrr!' Summer shivered. 'Let's get into some dry clothes, at least.' Lily suddenly realized she was freezing cold.

'Sounds good to me.'

'Race you to the common room!' Sirius shouted, and he, Tracey, James and Remus ran off. Summer rolled her eyes, and she and Lily made their way up to the common room at a leisurely pace.

***

That night, the six first years met in the common room. Peter was ignoring them, as was Arabella.

'They'll never forgive us,' Tracey giggled. 'I mean, it was so perfect. Jessica chewed them out, big time.'

'How do you know?' Lily asked. Tracey rolled her eyes.

'Keep with the times, Lil' Pill.' Tracey would offer no other explanation, so Lily ignored it.

'So...what's happening with the plan?' Summer asked finally. 'Are we sure Snape did it?' Sirius rolled his eyes, just as Tracey had done.

'Yes, we're sure. And even if he didn't, he still deserves it. Just for being Snape.' Lily sighed suddenly. James looked shocked.

'You're not pulling out, are you?' he asked, sounding appalled. 'Lily Evans, don't you dare say you are pulling out of this!'

'I'm not, I'm not,' Lily told him hastily. 'I'm just not sure we'll get away scrape free. Something's going to go wrong. It may be a little, sort of, plan, but if we get caught, that's detentions for a month, at least.'

'Lily! Every time someone says that, something will go wrong,' Summer cried.

'You're really superstitious, aren't you?' Tracey asked, amazed. 'Gee, I walk under ladders and celebrate Friday the 13th and everything! Plus my family has a black cat. The most gorgeous thing called Whiskers.'

'Whiskers?' Lily giggled. 'Good name.'

'Hey, don't you have a black cat?' James asked Summer suspiciously. 'I thought you were superstitious.'

'I am, but...look, only certain black cats are bad luck.' Summer gave them all frowns. 'Case closed. Look, are we going to talk about...'

'I, personally, just want to talk about nothing,' Lily admitted, yawning. 'We don't need to plan anything yet, do we?'

'I suppose not...'

'Alright, that's it.' They all looked up as Arabella stormed into the room. 'Who spread the rumour about me? Tracey, I bet you did it!'

'What rumour?' Tracey asked, surprised. 'I haven't spread any rumours.'

'The rumour I'm going out with Peter! I'm not!' Arabella practically screamed. 'I hate the little worm!'

'Arabella, you were screaming, 'I was in Peter's bed',' Lily pointed out. 'People jumped to their own conclusions, and some silly gossip went around telling people. Plus everyone hates you.' The minute she said that, Lily regretted it.

'Nobody hates me!' Arabella shrieked. 'Rubbish!' And she stormed off to the dormitory.

'Lily, you have the biggest mouth of anyone I know,' Summer said finally. 'Can't you keep your mouth shut!'

'Are you yelling at me?' Lily asked, feeling hurt. 'I didn't mean it, it just came out.'

'We all make mistakes,' James said, jumping to Lily's defence. He shrugged. 'I almost said something like that to Arabella, anyway, so no harm done. She must have realized by now that she has no friends.'

'James! Whose side are you on?' Sirius demanded.

'Nobody's side. I'm just saying everyone makes mistakes.'

'Ooh.'

'Sirius, if you'd said it...no, wait, if Remus had said it, then I'd say the same thing.' James rolled his eyes. 'If you'd said it I'd be jumping down your throat.'

'Alright, let's just forget it.' Lily was very embarrassed now. She was really regretting what she'd said. 'Look, just...I'll apologize to her, okay?'

'Okay.' Summer grinned at Lily. 'I'm actually glad you're here. You voice what everyone is thinking, and doesn't dare to say!'

'Personally, I am going to bed,' Tracey announced finally, standing up and yawning. 'I'm exhausted. So, is everything going ahead?' James and Sirius exchanged glances.

'Absolutely. See you tomorrow, nobody had better forget what they're going to do!'

'I don't really do much.' Remus yawned. 'Not going to be hard to forget or anything...'

'If this doesn't work,' Lily muttered to Summer as they walked up to the dormitory, 'then I am going to absolutely murder Sirius, James and Tracey. In that order.'

'I'd be right behind you.' Summer grinned as they opened the door to the dormitory, Tracey bounding up behind them. 'Unless of course Arabella kills you first.' Lily felt guilty, and stepped hesitantly into the room. A mug immediately flew at her head, followed by a glass, the attack ending with a piece of wood. Lily ducked away and groaned as the dormitory door was slammed in their faces. Summer and Tracey both glared at Lily, who flinched. 'You know, Lily. Arabella may have to dig you up, because I am really going to kill you!' Summer cried, but didn't sound angry. 'I am absolutely exhausted, and we are being locked from our own dormitory?'

'Come on, we'll have to sleep in the common room.' Tracey went down the stairs again. Lily knocked on the door.

'Piss off!'

'Arabella!' Summer admonished. 'Geez, you don't have to be so...'

'Just go away! Especially the red-headed mudblood freak!' Summer looked furious, but Lily waved it away.

'Did you hear what she called you?' Summer demanded. 'Mudblood.'

'So?'

'Lily, that is the lowest of insults. It's because you're Muggle born.'

'Who cares?'

'She obviously does. Unless she's just trying to be mean.' Summer walked down the stairs. 'Coming, Lils?' Lily was opening the dormitory door.

'Maybe if I just talk to her...' Lily started to say as a mug flew out the door, right where Lily's head had been. Lily slammed the door shut. 'Maybe not.' Lily stared at the door. 'I don't believe it.'

'I do.' Summer put an arm around Lily's shoulders. 'We'll just let the Ice Queen melt a bit.'

'I heard that!' There was a rattle at the door, and Lily and Summer dived down the stairs. Collapsing into a couch by the fire, Lily ignored James' questions.

'If this plan doesn't work on Snape, we are getting Arabella,' Lily announced, narrowing. 'I am going to get back at her if it's the last thing I do.'

'Judging by her behaviour,' Summer commented dryly, 'it probably will be the last thing you do.'

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Sorry this took so long, you have no idea how busy I've been. *sighs* Unbelievable.

This chapter is for Flic who finally rang me (you moved ages ago, Fefe, what happened?) and finally gave me her new phone number. Thanks, sweetie. It's also for Nina (hope you're reading!) and I hope you did well on your Sose project. And lastly, it's for Izzi, who goes on camp this week, and has her birthday on Tuesday. Happy birthday, gorg! AARGH, that was AGES ago!!!

It's not for Missa, who deleted her whole inbox and is now asking me to send her everything again. Slack ass. I sent them ages ago, duh. And thanks (in advance) for taping Stargate for me, I'm presuming you didn't forget. *scowls* You better not have forgotten.

Oh, my God, I wrote this AGES ago!! Omg, I'm sooo sorry guys! But I just went on holidays, and now I'm back, and…look, I'm posting it now, k?

As you are now,

So once was I.

As I am now,

So you will be.

So be prepared,

To review for me.

That belongs to Alundra, except for the last line. You know the drill.

Luv ya's

~*Dragonlady*~