A/N: I've read back on this and realized how incredibly immature the 1st chapter sounded and how hard it was going to be to write the 3rd chapter after reading the 2nd chapter. I've not written any fics in –QUITE- a while, but I'm bored and the day is young. Sort of. ^^''' So…I'm going to reply to the reviews while 'm thinking, all right?

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"That wasn't cryptic at all…" James muttered to himself, still lying awake and curled up in his Gryffindor-patterned blankets and sheets. It wasn't cold at all that night, but for some reason, he felt the need of security. "What does he mean by wanting his Best Friend back? Was I…somehow different before? Have I changed? I mean…of course, I must've changed, but not drastically…"

You've changed, all right, thought Remus, also awake. Although not conceited at all, he was always interested in seeing the effect his words had on people. Lying still, pretending to be asleep, he focused on the deep voice echoing the silent room, muffled by the thick curtains.

"Also…I'd hate to admit it, but…Remus is right." James sighed to himself, rapidly combing his slender fingers through his bed-tangled raven hair. Remus smiled, liking what he was hearing, hoping for James to get his message through his thick skull. "I need to talk to someone," he continued again, "But whom?" Suddenly, it came to him. The very person that he had turned away hours ago. The person seemed to understand him, even though it was hard to talk past that ridiculously cynic-filled mouth of hers.

"Lily…" he breathed, his heavy eyelids shutting for the last time that night.

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"THIS is Ryoko." Sirius said proudly, placing his arms around a pale, oriental-featured girl. She giggled, looking back up at him with her almond-shaped eyes, then at the people in front of him. Remus smiled politely. He was used to being introduced to Sirius' girlfriends. It was only last week that he had introduced the last one.

"Hello Ree-yo-ka!" squeaked Peter, grabbing one delicate hand and shaking it rapidly. Ryoko looked surprised at his abundant kindness and shook his hand back, grinning widely. Sirius then glanced at Lily, trying to decipher her expression. Since she was the only female in their group, mind Peter, it seemed to him that her opinion of his girlfriends mattered most. Lily had seen, in the corner of her eye, Sirius' worried face, but she chose to ignore it.

"Hello, Ryoko. My name is Lillian Evans." Lily said solemnly, holding out a hand in a simple gesture. Ryoko only bowed, still grinning. It seemed to Sirius, however, that Ryoko had winced slightly when Lily pronounced her name a bit difference because of her accent.

"Hello Ri-ri, my name is Ryoko Sijutsu. I am p-r-eased to meet you." She stumbled, having a hard time pronouncing her r's. Lily raised an eyebrow at her name, contemplating whether to forgive her for pronouncing it wrong because she had said Ryoko's wrong, or to emphasize the way it was pronounced for her. Before Lily had time to decide, James burst in the common room, which they had all met it, looking tired and a bit ruffled. Sirius grinned at the sight of his best friend, gesturing toward's Ryoko.

"James, have you met Ry—"

"Sorry, Sirius, maybe later, Lily, I have to talk to you." James sputtered, feeling pained at Remus' annoyed semblance. Sirius breathed a sigh of relief, taking Ryoko's hand in his. Lily shrugged, stepping toward him, but turned back to face Ryoko.

"It was very nice meeting you, Ryoko. Sirius is a wonderful person, and I'm sure your relationship will go fine." Lily voiced, then made her way up to the Boy's dormitory. James followed her slowly, feeling a bit pathetic and immodest to disregard Ryoko and Sirius like that, but at the moment, his own matters seemed more important than anything else did.

Lily settled herself upon Sirius' bed, gazing up at James, which was quite a height. She almost caught her breath, for she had never seen him from that perspective. Of course, she knew he was taller than she was, but for some reason, it all seemed more alluring now. Especially with him looking extremely withered. James sat upon his own bed, looking above his glasses at her. Feeling a bit self-conscious, Lily shifted nervously.

"So…you wanted to tell me?" she asked, trying to sound as witty as usual, to make him think not anything was wrong. James stood up again, pacing back and forth in front of her.

"Remus told me something last night…says I've changed." James rambled, shaking his head. Lily felt amused, sitting there and listening to him spill out his feelings, and a bit foolish, as well, for looking at him in such a detailed way. He was just James. Nothing more.

"Yes…you have." Lily remarked solemnly. James stopped to glance at her, then sighed. Placing his hand upon hers, he knelt to become eye level with her. Lily almost cringed, but remembered to keep stern.

"How have I changed?" James asked helplessly. Lily looked at him, amazed. He actually wanted to correct his flaws? Well, at least one of them. He still didn't admit to being narcissistic, lazy, uninformative… "I mean," he continued on, noticing her attention was drifting off, "in what way that was so severe?" Lily thought about that for a moment. He didn't seem very different than the little, annoying boy with the thick glasses that she had met in her first year at Hogwarts…only a lot taller, more brawn, and ha—

Lily stopped herself, getting back to the question, shaking her head. She was very disappointed in herself for thinking such thoughts about JAMES in that matter, especially when it seemed he was in some sort of a crisis. However, what she did not notice was that James was studying her as well. Mentally note-taking her eyes, expression, the way she chewed on her lip when she was thinking…silly, little details. He could not deny she was pretty, but neither could he admit it. To him, he thought, she would always be Lily. Just Lily…Lily the cynic. Maybe I have changed in more ways then I had thought…

"Well…you've seemed more…slytherin-like, going on about 'Purebloods' and what not." Was all she could muster, shrugging. Snapping back to reality, he placed his hands behind his neck.

"What about Purebloods, exactly, have I said?" he asked, embarrassed. He had forgotten that Lily was of no magic origin at all.

"Only that you could get out of trouble just because you were one, and basically acting like an ass. A fool-hardy ass. Like Malfoy." She nearly spat, becoming offensive. James pulled back his hand, realizing it had been forward to do so and sat next to her.

"I meant no harm to you, Lily." He insisted, trying to look earnest. No harm, huh?

"It's been this way since we were little, James. You make fun of me, and vice versa. You just took it into forbidden territory, where things, although not meant to be offensive, hurt anyway." Lily explained, trying to keep her face clean of expression. Looking up, for she had been looking down at her lap since he had sat next to her, she saw him staring at her. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at him oddly.

"What?" she asked, trying appear annoyed, when all she was feeling was flattery. James swallowed, took an impulse, and kissed her.

Lily was shocked, for she had never thought anything would be mutual between them besides hatred, but she managed to keep her lips connected to his, melting into it.

James felt a rush of ecstasy, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer. Lily merely followed suit, kissing him in a modest matter, but as James began to caress her face, she became almost short of breath. Shutting his eyes tight, James let his hands slide toward her back, rubbing the soft material of her uniform robe. Lily almost moaned, wrapping her legs around his stomach, as their kissing became fiercer.

Abruptly, someone gasped loudly at the door and the two looked toward the doorway, both shocked and slightly annoyed.

"Lily…James?!"

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A/N: All done. Not expected much good stuffers for this chapter. Alas. –" LATA.