DISCLAIMER: You probably know what I'm about to say. I don't own Harry Potter or anybody else in this story that belongs to somebody else. That clears up that, thanks for reading this far. Takes guts for reading something as crappy as this and keep going.

The Marauders were gathered in Dumbledore's office. Things were not looking good for them. Fawkes, Dumbledore's pheonix, was perched on top of his desk, singing an eerie tune.

"Boys," Dumbledore began, sternly, without his usual twinkling eyes and bright smile. "I think you know why you are here. You are in VERY big trouble. You have pulled one stunt too many. I must say, not as many as you have in the past, but this time I have had quite enough. You are being expelled. I am very sorry. Please hand over your wands."

Suddenly, in burst Lily. "Professor…! Don't do… it! I… was the… one who pulled… that stunt." She was panting. She had run down the hall and burst into his office. (She had gotten into quite a row with the gargoyle, until she gotten fed-up, kicked it and yelled "Blood-pop!" in frustration, and it opened up.) She paused and caught her breath. "End of year prank. I'm sorry. Please, please don't expel them!" Now Dumbledore looked amused. All four Marauders looked genuinely surprised.

"Lillian Evans. That was a noble thing for you to do. I do not buy it, though. Your true Griffyndor is showing. Even though you may have been expelled, you stood up for the people you had helped to get such dirty records. I will not expel any of you. You have Miss Evans to thank."

This was the most shocking thing of all. Among their surprised faces, the Marauder who first despised Lily Evans, got up, said to her, "Thank you so much," and hugged her, in front of everybody.

"Whoa." Said Sirius. Lily stood there, stunned, finally hugged him back, and said,

"No problem." Everybody was happy as they left, and they even snuck down to the kitchen and had a miniature party with the house elves.