HEY!!! I got the next chapter up, NAH DUH! Or else you wouldn't be reading this now would you? Of course not, so, it is spell checked this one had some good Remus time in here, and shows that James, is of course blind. I need to get some Sirius things in here though…hmmm….::plots::…..any who, thanks to everyone who has reviewed and I wish for many more~.^
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James was right. After you talk to someone like that for just a few moments, let alone hours, you bond with them. The next day, against her own wishes, James made Lily join him and the others at the breakfast table. The Quidditch match against Ravenclaw ended with a Gryffindor victory, won with a 180 to 150, their seeker got it, but, with James's Chaser skills, it didn't matter.
Everyone, for the most part, greeted her very warmly. The only exception was Peter, but he only hated it because it pushed him to the odd man out position, James and Lily across from Sirius and Remus. Peter did a very good job of hiding this though, so no conflict was brought up.
None of the others knew of what had transpierced between them. Perhaps it was for the best. Nonetheless, their late night talks continued though the weeks. Lily even got in on a few pranks; she finally began to see what a wonderful joy tormenting various Slytherins could be.
But, there was one flaw. With such a quick minded clever girl, she couldn't help but notice when her newfound friends disappeared. James noticed that at first, she did so very casually, but yesterday she had seemed very concerned about what was going on. He felt horrible about it, but decided to keep it to himself. No need in getting the others involved, he reasoned with himself.
He went to bed one night, and sat up, it was nearing a full moon, and he knew Remus would be getting sick here soon, he always had trouble sleeping around this time.
"James," Even though he knew Remus was most likely still awake, the voice still startled him.
"Yes?"
"You haven't told Lily about anything have you?" Remus said, James always thought he couldn't believe in the fine art of small talk, and if he did, he never exercised it.
"No, I figured, I don't know, I just," James rambled on, not knowing what he was thinking, much less of what to say.
"You should,"
"I can't, it is your right to tell who you want to know,"
"Then don't tell her strait out, tell her as an explanation, first tell her why you haven't been having your late night chats."
"You know, what chats?"
"James don't play dumb," Remus argued.
"Ok, but how do you know?"
"Peter is the only one dim enough not to see it." He reassured.
"See what?"
Remus just let out a vehement sigh, "Make that Peter and you,"
"Fine, what do YOU think I should do?"
"Well that all depends on what level of realization you have really reached."
"What does that mean?
"What do you think of her as?"
"A friend? Like Sirius and You"
"Then you are still truly dim, my friend, but still, do as I said, and tell her why you are missing."
James nodded and lay back down.
"What are you doing?" Remus asked.
"Going to sleep." James mumbled groggily.
"I said go tell her now."
"Now?"
"Yes now, go, shoo, get out of here,"
James looked out his window and saw the stars twinkle and nodded, hopping up out of bed and tipped toed in to the girl's dorm. Softly, he kneeled at Lily's bed before shaking her to consciousness.
"I'm up, I'm up, is it my turn in the JAMES!" She cried out before he covered her mouth. "James!" She repeated quietly this time. 'What are you doing?"
"I wanted to talk to you,"
"Can't this wait? I mean it is like"
"3:00AM"
"My point exactly,"
"Come on Lily, just a few minutes, I, am going to answer your questions,"
"Promise?"
"Yes,"
"Hell, I would pay a king's ransom to have you under a truth serum for five minutes, this is just as good, let me get up, I'll be down there in a few moments," James nodded and quickly bounded into the common room, but sat, dumbfounded on how to tell her he was an unregistered Animagus, that usually isn't that good of a ice breaker.
He heard her get out of her bed, slowly. Maybe if I just… That settled it. He held up his wand, and before he knew it, he had retaken the form of the proud stag, now known as Prongs.
It wasn't a minute or so after he transformed till the red haired Lily graced the stairs, Prong's big brown eyes on her.
"James?" she let out, barely audible
The deer nodded in response and slowly walked up to her now out stretched arm. As he got closer, she finally began to pet behind his ears, and smile, as if he was a new found pet.
"James, how, why?" If it is possible, Prongs sighed, and like a speeded up tape of flower blooming, return to being James. He didn't notice, but she kept her hand on his face, for a moment, even after he transformed back to human.
"How? Three years of practice. Why?" He looked up and saw the shadow; he knew to be Remus's. "So I could be with a friend when he needed me."
"Who, and, why would you need to take such a form."
"It's, it's," he looked away, as if afraid to say it, not for himself, but for Remus.
"It' for me Lily, all for me, even though I don't deserve it." The shadow said, remerging out in to the open, showing him self to be Remus.
"I'm a, a, Werewolf," It was the first time he had ever told anyone, James and the rest had figured it out on their own.
"A werewolf, since when?"
"When I was very little, I'll understand it you want, to, you know," Remus said, unsure of what her reaction was going to be. "Either way, I would like for you not to tell anyone, I mean,"
"Remus, Do not worry, your secret is safe with me, and you should be getting to bed, I do believe it will be a full moon soon, you should get some rest." Remus smiled fully and headed back up the stairs.
"Lily, You honestly aren't scared to have a werewolf in our house?" James said, a little surprised at her calm reaction.
"You must remember, I am muggle-born, I think just knowing a werewolf is extremely interesting."
"You are truly one of a kind Lily,"
"I know, but can I know get some sleep, if that is not TOO much to ask for of course,"
James smiled and pointed her way up the stairs, and went to his own bed, having no problems sleeping tonight, but once again, for a reason he could not place, he regretted saying 'a friend'. Not to mention what Remus said about level of realization. What was that supposed to mean anyway? What else could she be besides a friend?
