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Updated a bit. Sleeping positions, and whatnot.  Added lots to Mel at the graves. Bit more with Lily and James.

Ok – there are many emotions running through this chapter, guys! Wow – how do I do it? I really don't know. I'm quite proud of it, and am not ashamed to say so. I hope you guys like it, and am extremely thankful for all the wonderful reviews I have gotten for the last chapter! Thank you all so much! Without further ado…

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Soft and near silent sobbing could be heard from a four-poster bed in the sixth-year girls' dorm. The body within shook slightly as the girl let her emotions go, and spent another sleepless night thinking about her family.

Her friends had woken up and were looking at each other with hesitant glances. Should they let her be? Or should they comfort her?

They had had this dilemma for the past few nights. Lily got out of bed, and gave a small smile to her friends who were biting their lips. She gave them thumbs up which the faint moonlight barely illuminated, and crept towards Mel's bed. She knocked on one of her four-posts.

"Mel? Honey, do you want to talk?" Lily asked her quietly, leaning on the post.

Sniffing could be heard with a very sob-filled, "Nooo…"

"Ah come on, we're here for you. Are you sure?" She tried again.

They heard her blow her nose, and vaguely remembered her bringing a box of tissues in with her every night. "Ogay. Gome on in Lily."

Mel sniffed again. She was so stuffed up. Mel opened her curtains and Lily sidled in beside her.

Lily gave her a hug, and was grateful that she had shoved the tissues to the other side of the bed.

"Now, you can talk to me, or just cry on my shoulder if you want." She said, stroking Mel's hair.

"Are the others awage?" Mel asked. Lily nodded, "You guys gan gome 'ere if you wan." Mel said a bit louder.

"And bring me my wand off my dresser, please." Ara and Jen shuffled their way over, Jen with Lily's wand.

"Thanks." Lily made all the tissues disappear so that the other two could sit by their friend. They sat and cuddled up with Mel.

"I jus' miss them so much. I know tha' I wouldn' be seeing them righ' now, but the fact tha' they're not waiding for me really, really, really upsets me…" she cried again, and Ara handed her a tissue. "Thangs."

"Mel, nothing we say can bring them back, and no, we haven't gone through this, but believe us when we say that we'll all always be here for you – no doubt about it." Jen said, holding Mel's hand.

"I love you all so much." Mel sobbed.

"Aw – group hug!" Jen said, grabbing everyone. They all cried into each other, Mel taking comfort in her friends and the ease that they offered her. They would laugh every now and again when Ara mentioned what the guys would think if they saw them.

They all fell asleep on Mel's four-poster bed that night. Mel, for the first time in three nights, slept blissfully through the rest of the night. It's amazing what friends can do for one another. Especially when they're piled on top of one another, limbs hanging off the bed, body parts going numb…

The next morning, Gus was making his way up to see Mel. This was the day of her family's funeral, and neither she nor her friends had been seen that morning.

He knocked on their door, and got no response. He knocked again. Still no response.

Getting a bit worried: one) for the girls, and two) if they were changing, didn't hear him, and he walked in; he slowly opened the door.

First he saw all the beds empty, and the sheets unmade, except for Donna's old bed. Then he looked to the left of the room where Mel's bed was, around the door. He had to stop himself from laughing from the sight that greeted him.

Gus closed the door, turned on his heel and ran to get the other guys who were getting ready for the funeral in their dorm. He ran in without knocking.

"You guys have to see this!" he yelled, smiling like a child.

All the Marauders were too stunned to move. Sirius was in his boxers. (A/N: who else want to see that? *puts up hand*) James was wearing his pants, no shirt. (A/N: and that? *raises other hand*) Peter was poking his head out the bathroom door, toothbrush in his mouth, hair still wet. And Remus, a razor in his hand, and shaving cream on parts of his face looked at Gus than went back to shaving. (A/N: I wouldn't mind seeing that either. *laughs and puts up foot*) Both him and Peter were still in their night time t-shirts and flannel pants.

"We're kind of changing." James said going back to looking for the shirt he was going to wear under his robes.

Gus looked at him, then Sirius. "Nothing I, nor the entire school and staff, hasn't seen before." He heard Remus laugh from the bathroom. "But seriously, get your camera's and follow me before the girls wake up." Gus said, than left the room.

"Well then. I guess we better go." Sirius said, heading to the door.

"Uh, Sirius – clothes." James said, looking at him with an odd look. All he had on was his boxers, and a camera around his neck.

"Gus is right. Nothing they haven't seen before. Coming guys?"

"Just a new pair of boxers." James laughed fishing for his camera, as the Remus did also. Peter had left his at home.

"Variety is good for people." Sirius said.

They laughed and headed to the girls' dorms. Oddly enough, while passing some late stragglers in the Common Room - no one commented, or gave Sirius a second glance.

Gus was at their closed door, leaning against it, one foot propped up on the frame, arms crossed. He smiled and shook his head when he saw Sirius. "They're still sleeping." Gus informed them he opened the door slowly, and all five guys crept in, taking in the empty beds. Then they slowly saw the last one, behind the door.

James highly resisted the urge, and knew the others did too, to 'awwww' at the sight of them. (A/N: Imagine looking above them. The canopy view.)

Mel was smack dab in the middle of the bed, head on her pillow, body slanted to the right, lying on her back. Her right arm rested over Jen's back, while her left arm held onto Lily's right arm. Her eyes quivered as she dreamed, and her mouth twitched slightly. Her blonde hair stuck to parts of her face, no doubt held there by dried tears.

Lily was lying on her right side, facing left, and therefore facing Mel. Her head rested upon her right arm (which Mel held), on the corner of the pillow. Her left arm hung over her side, gently resting before her stomach. Her legs encompassed Mel's. Left leg on top, and right leg below Mel's legs. Her mouth was slightly open, and her crimson hair flitted up lightly when she breathed out, then fell and slightly entered her mouth when she inhaled.

Jen laid her head on her left arm, on Mel's stomach. She lay on her left side, facing the end of the bed, with her right arm draped over Lily's leg that lay upon Mel's legs. Her right leg was somewhat bent, with her foot dangling off the end. Her left leg was, from the knee on, off the left side of the bed. Her brow creased as her mouth moved slightly, showing that she too was dreaming. Her black/red hair fanned out on Mel's stomach.

Ara had her head on Jen's waist, and she was flipped upside down. Her left leg was on the left side of the pillow, while the other rested upon the headboard. Its pant leg had lifted to her knee, and there were imprints of the headboard on her skin. She was, therefore, on her back with her waist twisted in its side. Her arms were spread out miscellaneously about her, her left one on Jen's left thigh. Her curled brown hair tickled Jen's slightly bare lower back, which they saw twitch when Ara would move her head.

Overall, it looked both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. Mel, it seemed, looked to be in the least amount of discomfort. Clicks and flashes of a few cameras were heard, and that was enough to stir the sleeping beauties.

With every move one girl made, the others had to compensate for their change in position. This basically meant that in a matter of 45 seconds or so, each girl was twisting this way and that, moaning in pain, trying to stretch and realizing she cannot. Every now and then, someone would be kicked in the head, be pushed in the rear by someone stretching or suffocated by one of them turning over. They were all basically being confused, and sore.

More clicks came as the boys laughed. All the girls were either groaning or moaning in annoyance, pain, or morning moodiness.

"Good morning Sunshines!" Sirius said, taking his chance and scooting closer to the bed.

"Arh, merr, you nornt…" Jen grumbled her words messed up by the fact that Lily's leg and one of Mel's also, were now smothering her face. (A/N: No – her grumbling is not supposed to make any sense. Don't even try to make a sentence with it…)

"And I completely agree," Sirius said lightly, "but today is a big day. For all of us." He said more seriously.

The girls' brains seemed to start working, and realized where they were, why they were asleep like that, and what this big day was. They all breathed a long heavy sigh at the same time. Well, Jen's came more as a gasp of air, as she finally got her head free. Then she sighed.

Slowly, and I mean slowly, they squirmed their way off the bed. Each of them landing on the floor with a plop or thump or in Ara's case, a grunt.

"Alright you guys can leave now. We're up…" Lily said, wincing as she stretched. "James… you owe me a massage later…"

"Sure thing." James said, winking at her, and smiling as he closed the door behind him.

When they stood outside the room, Remus and Sirius turned to James.

Sirius made a whipping noise, and motion with his hand.

Remus shook his head slowly, and said: "Whipped man. She has you whipped." They continued to walk.

James looked at them in disbelief. "What? You think she means just a massage?" he made a sound mixed of disbelief and humour. "Guys… guys, guys, guys, guys, guys. Do you not have code?" They were walking up the stairs to their dorm now. "Sure I'll give her a massage… and we'll go… on… from there." James said, noting the warmth on his cheeks.

"Ah – code for massage/snog? Good plan…" Remus said, looking thoughtful.

Sirius glared at him when he went into their bathroom.

James leaned over to Remus and said quietly: "I think you should name it something else."

Remus smirked. "We already have."

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Five guys and three girls stood at the edge of the snow on the grey cobblestone path, watching. An icy current of air played about their hair and robes, tangling in them miniscule snowflakes. The falling snow vivaciously flitted about the eight students that now studied the lone girl who seemed emotionally untouched by all the nature about her.

Nature, it seemed, was bright and breezy. Although the trees was laden with blankets of the white matter, and the wind nipped at anything it could reach, the birds still sang, and the other local creatures played, and pranced through the surrounding forest. The flora and fauna seemed joyful of the day, and all it brought, but none of those eight people, or the one girl they watched seemed to notice.

The girl knelt between three graves crying her final goodbyes. Her knees soaked through from the snow, her dress hung on her, weighed down from the water trapped within its threads. But she didn't care – dryness and warmth didn't appeal to her right now without family beside her, in front of their fireplace. Never again, she thought, never again will I hear their laughs, give them hugs, receive their kisses, or playful shoves. Her mascara was smudged where she had previously wiped her tears away in vain throughout the service. Now it trickled down her face, and she made no move to stop it. It brought an icy sensation to her skin where it trailed, and she didn't feel it.

When she fell forward into the snow, crying still, too weak to move; those eight people from the stone path ran to her. Those eight people lifted her up by her arms, and carefully brought her back from the graves, and to their transport out of there. Took away from her family, and away from her family's resting place. They may have spoken to her, and she may have responded… but none of this was evident to her. There was a painful silence that took over her head, and she could do nothing to stop it. She was going to be with more people now. More people when she wanted to be alone, and cry for the rest of her life.

At the reception held for her family, she was none too talkative. She received many condolences, hugs, tears, and sad smiles. None of which belonged to her parents. None of which belonged to her brother. None of which ever will… People talked to her, and she nodded, or excused herself for more loneliness and more emptiness. People struck up conversation, but would soon put it out and leave her when she gazed right past them at nonentity. People studied her with sympathetic eyes.

She gave them few words. She ate nothing, and drank little. She was clothed differently, thanks to those three girls. Those three girls and five guys who never left her side. Those eight people were now her closest friends and family. She would live with her grandparents over the summer and other holiday. She would live with her grandparents when she was out of school; only her grandparents. Somehow it didn't seem so grand.

Did her grandparents laugh like her mum, tell jokes like her dad, or tease her like her brother? No. Did her grandparents know everything that happened in her childhood, and could recite her favourite bedtime story if she asked them too, even though she was too old for such things? No. Did her grandparents know her favourite meals, and all the names and such of her friends? No.

She left that bleak building, hearing empty promises of keeping in touch from family friends, old neighbours, and parent's co-workers. She knew that none of those promises would be fulfilled after the initial 'How are you', and check up. She left that place, and went to the new dwelling she was to call home. Her grandparents had brought all of her belongings, and her family's, in her new house. Their house. She went through what she wanted to keep and give away. Some boxes she couldn't touch, and some she wouldn't. Some others she didn't bare to think of. Those eight people, the five guys and three girls, helped her and went through the untouchables. Those eight people let her cry.

She left that home hour's later, when it seemed like years, and journeyed back to her school. Back to her school where she would be sympathized with and stared at as she walked its hallways.

Her eight friends stayed with her when she wanted to be left alone. Here eight friends never left her when she wanted to stop every emotion, and push everyone aside. Her eight friends kept by her but gave her space, and for that, she was grateful.

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"Want your massage now Lily?" James asked her in the Common Room.

It was the next day since their arrival back to Hogwarts, and it was now the weekend. The weather outside lightened up, and the sun was shining.

"Oh God yes. That kink won't leave." She said, getting up. Lily gave Mel a small rub on the back and smile, which Mel returned weakly. James smiled to his friends, and winked at Remus. They went up the stairs to the boys' dormitories, avoiding people's eyes, and sat on James' bed.

"We're breaking our own rule." Lily said as she followed James on the bed.

"What, you mean 'no boys in boys dormitories'?" James laughed, mocking Sirius. Lily laughed.

James sat cross-legged on his pillows, with Lily sitting the same in front of him. She took off her black school robes so that she was still wearing her skirt, and blouse, complete with tie – which she loosened.

"Alright James, work your magic." Lily said, sighing.

James flexed his fingers, than set them upon Lily's shoulders. As he massaged, Lily moaned, or took in sharp breaths and bit her lip as he rubbed out a knot.

"You're a lot tenser than usual, Lil." James told her, worried, yet knowing why.

"There's been plenty of stress in my life lately…"

"Such as…" James asked. "Now is a good time to vent and let out your worries." He said airily. "But I will have to charge you."

Lily mixed a laugh with a sigh. She wasn't sure if her sigh was because of James' backrub or the fact that she was about to let loose all her feelings.

"I can't stop feeling bad for Mel. No matter what you, Dumbledore or Jen tell me – I'm the reason they're dead. No it's not my fault, I know that. But yes, it was because of me that they died. And I see her everyday, and mourn with her every night, and try to cheer her up… but as I do that, I feel absolutely horrible. Remus burned her letter, and I wonder if that was the right thing to do. Shouldn't she know the reason behind the attack? Shouldn't she be mad at me?" James stopped rubbing her back and let her lean against his chest as she stretched out her legs. "I want to tell her all the time. But what would I say? 'Hey Mel, just thought I'd let you know that Voldemort killed your family because of me. Feel free to hate me. Love ya!'" James wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin upon her left shoulder. "I don't know what to do, so I do nothing. Just prepare myself for the day she does find out. But then I think – will she be madder at me for not telling her earlier, and keeping my secrets? Or will she be pleased that I didn't add to her grief, and was there to comfort her?" James kissed her neck just below the jaw, and leaned his face against hers. "You always know what to say, James." They both gave a small breathed laugh.

"She'll never hate you Lily. I know that's the base of all your worrying. She's not that kind of person. I'm not saying she won't be upset if she found out – but I'm sure she'll forgive."

"I hope you're right James. I hope you're right."

"I know I'm right." James said, nuzzling into Lily's neck, making her squirm and laugh.

"Stop it James – that tickles." She said, still squirming and laughing. "Ah! James!" she squealed when he had nipped her collarbone lightly.

"What?" he asked in feigned innocence.

"You are so dead, mister." She told him, pulling his face down to hers. They kissed as Lily leaned against James' chest, one hand on his hands that were on her waist, and the other on the side of his face. (A/N: kind of like in Titanic… damn.)

Somehow in the mess of it all, Lily ended up with her head on the pillow, and James, free of his Hogwarts robes, half lying beside her and half on top of her. They got there without breaking contact once. Except when James was de-robing… that really can't be accomplished without their lips breaking once.

Knock, knock, knock.

Lily and James moaned into each other's mouths, and broke apart.

"Oh damn." Lily said glancing to the door than looking into James' eyes, "Who could that be?"

"Well, it's not Sirius – he never knocks." James said, kissing her forehead. "Remus wouldn't even think of coming in," he kissed her nose, "and Peter… it's not Peter. Maybe Dennis?" he kissed her mouth again. They would have perpetually kept going, of that incessant knocking didn't continue.

Knock, knock, knock.

James buried his face and growled into Lily's neck, making her laugh and need wriggle free from his grasp.

Lily despairingly got up and went to the door. (Straightening her skirt and blouse in the process) James sat up and parked himself on the end of the bed. Lily fixed her hair quickly, smiled and opened the door.

"Hey Jen."

Jen stood there, leaning on the doorframe, smiling. She pushed the door open further, and looked at James, photo child of innocence. "Oh don't give me that 'we were just talking' shit."

"We were talking!" Lily said, while James went a little pink, but smiled nonetheless. Lily leaned in and whispered in Jen's ear. "About an hour ago."

"That's what I thought." She replied still looking at James. "May I borrow Lily for the rest of the evening?" Jen asked him.

"Hey! I'm not some toy to be passed around at your convenience. It's up to me whether or not I go." Lily said, crossing her arms.

"I'm not done with her… but I can't see why not." Lily glared at him.

"Thanks." Jen replied, putting a rope around Lily's waist.

"What the? Where did you get the rope?" Lily asked as Jen started to pull her away.

"Ara transfigured some tooth floss. It occurred to me that I might have needed to wrangle you from him. Always be prepared. That's my motto." Jen told her, pulling her down the stairs.

"Aye, aye Scouter Jen." Lily mocked, saluting her. Jen stopped, turned around and looked at Lily. She started walking back up the stairs, past Lily and back to James.

"What are you – oof!" Lily said as Jen tugged her up, making Lily stumble.

They went back to James, opened the door, and walked in.

"Well, that was fast. Can I have her back now? Complete with rope?" James asked as Jen scanned the room. Lily tried to glare, but failed miserably as she blushed, and had a slight smile on her face.

Jen walked beside James' bed, picked up some Hogwarts robes, made sure they were Lily's (Lily following her – it was a short leash) and walked back out the door. "You can have her tomorrow night." They walked out the door. Jen poked her head back in. "Scouts Honour." She said with a salute.

James and Lily laughed as Lily was led off to the girls' dorm.

They walked quickly through the Common Room giving sweet smiles to everyone who looked at the odd pair: Jen holding Lily's robes, and the end of the lead. And Lily, not wearing her black robes, being pulled by the rope that was around her waist.

Jen locked the door when they were in their dorm, brought Lily over to her bed, and tied her end of the lead to one of the four bedposts.

"You're not leaving here until I get some answers out of you." She told Lily as she checked to make sure that the rope was secure.

Lily sighed. "I'll answer anything that's within my jurisdiction. Ok" she breathed in "– go."

Jen sat down beside her. "When did the letters start?"

"Near the end of fifth year."

"Were they… nicer than the ones you get now?"

"In some sense of the word." Lily said, looking into the corners of her eyes as if it would give her answers. "They never killed anyone. They made propositions, and tried to butter me up, telling me how good it is on their 'side'. They got worse as I didn't reply." Lily told her, looking down.

"Do you know why they're doing this to you?" Jen asked, softer this time.

"No. No, I'm not a werewolf, vampire or anything else he wants. I'm not even some powerful pureblood. I'm muggle-born for Merlin's sake!" Lily yelled, hitting the bed with her fists.

"Shh… it's ok, Lils." Jen soothed, putting her hands atop of Lily's. "Who all knows about these letters?"

"Dumbledore, James, and probably some teachers. Aubury for sure." Lily replied, playing with loose threads on the rope. "Hm – mint." She said, as she smelled her fingers.

Jen sighed. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked quietly, not looking at Lily but watching her pick at the rope.

"I was told not to. I think. I just didn't want everyone to worry about me–"

"I'm not everyone Lily." She said, softer still.

"I know, but even you just watching me whenever I get a letter – any letter. All that concern you guys get on your faces… I didn't want to see that. You have to understand that I do trust you, I just wanted to save you from any additional stress."

Jen leaned against the post opposite Lily, rubbing her eyes. "I do understand, Lily. Just," she sighed, "Let me know, ok? I love you and care about you too much to just be on the sidelines. And I won't tell the others if you don't want me to."

"Oh Jen –" she sniffed "you're never on the sidelines." Lily fake wiped her eyes, as did Jen. At the same time they said: "Moment." And leaned in to hug each other.

Lily jerked to a stop part way, unable to go any further. Jen moved closer and they hugged for a minute.

"This just reminds me of Donna too much. I don't want anything like that happening to you, ok?" Jen told her, holding her tighter.

"I won't become like Donna did. I won't push you guys out of my life." Lily replied, holing Jen tighter as well.

Outside the door they heard 'Alohomora' and the door was opened.

"Are you two done yet?" Ara asked. "Oh – a moment!" she briskly walked over to them, fake crying, and they all hugged.

Mel came to the door. "About the rope Li - A moment!" She followed Ara's lead and joined the hug.

"I love you guys too much, you know that?" Lily said.

They all replied with 'I love you's and fake sobs. Ah, the teenage ways…

"Hey guys…" Lily said. They all looked at her.  "Care to take me out of this?" She asked, gesturing to the rope. "Scouter Jen did one of her Scouter knots…" she said laughing.

In the end, they resorted to using magic, and severing it off of her.

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Days went by, and soon weeks. Lily became slightly quieter since her talk with Jen and James. They wouldn't leave her for good, and she knew that, but she still wanted time to herself, her mind, to think about everything that's happened this year.

April came in heavy showers, loud thunders, and bright lightning bolts that would fork, and dance across the rolling thunderclouds. James recently had his birthday, and was now 17. He got some great gifts, but the best was when Lily tore him away from the party, and they ran off to have some time to themselves. Her birthday was to come in about a month. He loved her so much, and their little escapade around the Hogwarts grounds having fun, elevated that.

 But today was not that day. It was a little over two weeks later, and it wasn't anywhere near as pleasant.

"Another dreary day." Jen said, sitting at one of the Common Room windows. She stared out at the impenetrable darkness, chin resting on the palm of her hand, elbow on the windowsill.

"At least we know that it'll be gone in a week or so. May will come in a few weeks and it'll end Aprils' showers." Mel said. She was more upbeat now, and still hadn't found out about Lily's connections to her family's deaths. "And guess what May brings?"

"Better Quidditch practice?" James tried.

"Happiness?" Jen supplied.

"I'm with James on the Quidditch thing." Sirius added.

"Flowers!" Lily and Ara yelled together, happily. Mel grinned at them as the three previous wrong guessers sighed and went back to what they were doing. Namely nothing.

"Bloody flowers." Jen mumbled as she gazed back out the window. She perked up and stared at some black speck flying fervently against the winds. "Guys, and owl's coming to the school."

"Oh the poor thing!" Lily said, going to the window. "Who would send an owl out on a day like this?"

They opened the window when they realized that it was headed to Gryffindor Tower.

"There's more coming!" Jen said as she spotted more owls flying towards the school, and going past the Tower to other House Common Rooms.

"I wonder what's going on." Remus said as the first owl flew through the window.

It made its way to a fifth year boy, and dropped the letter in its lap. One of the boys' friends gave it an owl treat. It flew back out the upper part of the window; on it's way to the Owlery, and avoiding the others that flew below it, into the Common Room. Some owls went to dorm windows, no doubt to find the respectful owners of the letters that they carried.

"Ok guys, what the bloody hell is going on?" Mel asked frightened. These were all Ministry owls, and there had to be nearly seventy or so that flew to the school. Twenty-five or more made their way to Gryffindor Tower alone. The first boy to receive an owl started to cry.

One flew to Remus, and another to Arabella. They blanched.

Cries were ringing throughout the Gryffindors, blending with the soft hooting, and wings flapping. All the friends gathered around Remus and Arabella, comforting them before they finished opening the letters.

Arabella was done reading first, and promptly fainted. Lily, Jen and Mel rushed to her and revived her, only to get her crying like the others in there.

Remus dropped the letter, pale faced and shaking. Jen promised Arabella she'd be right back, and ran to Remus and engulfed him into a hug. Sirius went to Arabella, taking over Jen's job.

Ara yelled through her shaking sobs, "Oh God they're gone!" and continued to cry, emitting cries from others who heard and/or shared her pain.

Remus had started crying quietly on Jen's shoulder as James patted him on the back, and gave him a one armed hug. They were both telling him hopeful things, and apologizing in their most helpful voices.

Peter stayed where he was. He, too, was blanched in a corner, observing the devastation.

Some students started hyperventilating, and Lily and James took it upon themselves to try and calm down some hysterical students. They were Prefects after all.

After ten minutes of making sure no one was in need of the Hospital Wing, McGonagall strode into the Tower. She looked shocked, angry, upset, sympathetic, stressed, but mostly relieved that Lily and James had taken so much control.

"Thank you both so much. Who all has been affected by this massacre?"

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Hm… what is going on? And for the people who care: I've made James an Aries, and Lily a Taurus.

All will become evident in the next chapter! I just needed more in this chapter, so I started adding that last part, and got this sudden inspiration! I've been writing for a while now, and got a good bit to work with here, and have all my ideas for the rest of sixth year planned out! Woo! So it'll come more smoothly, and yes – more concrete, I believe. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and here are my thanks for Chapter 22!

Truechinook: Lol – you went over every line? Good for you! I've had some people tell me that they can't get it – but you know – if prophecies were easy, there would be no point to them. ;) I think Dumbledore understands the prophecy somewhat… I have to work on him in that aspect. Not sure what he'll do quite yet! Lol. Anywho – thanks for the review!! Hope you liked this chapter!

Sugarquill: Thanks! I'm glad people liked the prank. Thanks for the compliment on my… prophecy thing. I wasn't sure if people thought it'd be… bleh. You know what I mean? *laughs* What a great description I gave… Anywho! Thanks for the review!!

Musicizdbest: Thank you. About bloody time someone remembers the prank from the beginning! I think you're the only one who even had the slightest clue! Lol. Five points to you! I'm so happy you think my prophecy is unique/inventive! I wasn't too sure about it. Kind of confused me… I want a Holiday now. Let's make one… how about… Harry Potter week? Sure! Woo! Alright – what do you think my work would say if I booked off all next week due to Harry Potter week?

I Have No Life: Hehe. Yes, the beginning was funny. And yes, the second part sucks ass for Mel… but we all live and learn, eh? Thanks!

Snuffles 55: Thank you so much! A good pot that makes sense? I love you so much!! And yes – I think I have some odd platonic love for Sirius… and some opposite love for Remus. Well, how I see Remus… the god of all men. Thanks for the review! Hope you liked this chapter as well.

SlytherinQueen87: Thank you!! I love the fact that I brought back the prank idea from the beginning… it's funny cause I really had no plan for Booganumba Weal. None. Zilch. Nadda. Nothing. But it turned out ok when I was going over my story! Thanks for the review – as always!! And my second cousins baby was being christened. Well, our Grandparents were siblings… what does that make us? Our mothers are cousins, so we're second cousins, right? Oh God I never know…

Luck719: Aw, that doesn't seem like any fun at all on New Years. :( Thanks for the review! :)

Cherry: Thank you!! I love it when people say my story is cool! *wipes tear from eye* It makes me feel so special… and cool. :):)

VoldemortsIllegitimateChild: Oh God I love your name… I've seen you before, with other stories and such, and was never able to tell you! Great, just great. #1?? Thank you so much!! On the topic of crying in class – I cried when we watched Amistad. It was such a good movie. Good but… visual. Thanks again for the review!

Betta-in-Blue: Know what's odd? We have many a thing in common, and with your name – I have a blue betta fish! Right here beside my computer! I named him Cyprus. Isn't that the coolest name?? And we have the Canadian thing, and your name is Jen. SO IS MINE!! Wow – we are so cool!! And about Alison there being Wormtail… so you're saying she's evil? I'd watch out for that one… Thanks for the review, though! Made me laugh!

kerry: Thank you so much! I know, it's fun to see other authors that read stories and be like: "Hey –I know them!" Thanks for the review!

jtyw: :D:D

Lil Miss Prongs: Is there a band of you that name yourselves Lil Miss (insert Marauder here)? Lol – I've seen almost all of you! Well, not Wormtail (the little bastard…) but you know… Anywho! Thanks for the review and the happy birthday!! :):)

Zoe Lefebvre: :D:D:D:D:D You're back! :) Lol – who's gonna die next? I guess you found out, eh? I'm one for death over here. And the fact that I wanted my story to get happy, then sad again… well, it'll be sad for a while… dammit. Ah well – getting it out of the way, right? Just read the prophecy over and over again – it'll make sense. I had one reviewer say that they read it many a time, and then understood it fine! So I don't know about clearing it up anytime soon. Maybe in year 7 they'll finally understand its true meaning. I'll have to figure that out! Thanks for the review – and for coming back!

Amber: Thanks for the review (as always!) and yes – the boys did deserve it, didn't they? Hm – the prophecy should be in the back of your minds – playing with your subconscious for the rest of the story! Or until I clear it up… but for now… yes. I don't know where I was going with that sentence. Thank you for the review! Lol…

Nessie: You didn't expect the prank at all?? I thought people would! Lol – than that's great! And no – haven't had the massage yet… I got a tattoo two weeks ago and I want to wait a month, well – two more weeks – before I get a massage. Don't want to mess it up in the least! Or it's just me being paranoid! 153 sleeps until HP and the OotP!!! :D:D:D

Well thank you to everyone who reviewed other chapters as well!! LoonyLoopyLisa, oliverswife25, Azura436, Zoe Lefebvre, Agent AAA (for both!). Thank you all so much!

Well, I'll be here next week with an all-new exciting chapter of The Greatest Thing You'll Ever Learn… Tune in then – same Potter time – same Potter website!