OMG guys, I am SOOOOOO sorry for being such a slacker. ok, first off, I lost this chapter. I just found it at the bottom of my art/fanfic pile next to my bed. Hooray! Second, I have finals in a week, and then school is over, fin, finito! That gives me more time to write and stuff. Everyone that was eagerly awaiting this chapter *cough* AMANDA! *cough* lol I love you all and I really am sorry.

Alright, that said. If you want to be in the story, just tell me!! I need friends for Lily lol I'm not good at imagining up names. Just tell me your name, a basic description of yourself or your character ( I can jazz it up if needs be) all I ask is that you use some variety in your houses! Remember, Lily is in Ravenclaw, NOT Gryffindor. Ok on with the show!

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Days passed, and Lily was fervently exchanging letters with her parents and James. Her mother and father understood that she felt unsafe, and her father repeatedly wrote that he was sorry. Lily wrote James often, trying slyly to figure out what his animagni form was, without him figuring out that she knew about his secret. She unfortunately had no luck, and couldn't pry it out of him.

Lily put his latest letter in her trunk, and went downstairs. The bar was fairly empty, which was surprising seeing as it was 7. "Hey Rosie. I've got to go meet someone in the village, you think you can handle this lot?"

"These guys? Easily. Have fun!"

Lily waved and hung her apron on a hook as she left. She glanced at the horizon where the sun was just beginning to set. Lily squared her shoulders and set off towards the Shrieking Shack.

Remus ran up to the Shack, barely getting to the trapdoor in time. He hooted, and then transformed.

Moony was restless as he waited for the others. There was a strange smell on his house, a human scent, a female scent. He didn't like it. Why was there a girl in his house? Why was she here, she would get hurt. Yes, he would hurt her, she had to leave. He heard a hoot. Moony barked, and Padfoot barked back. They chased around the room, smelling and yipping as they playfully nipped at each other. There was another hoot, and a stag rose to the upper level, a rat jumping off its back. Prongs, Wormtail and Padfoot, everyone here! Moony thought happily. The smell jarred him from his thoughts. The girl! He wanted her, he needed to know who she was, where she was. There was a creak on the stairs leading to the floor above. Moony whipped around, hackles up, growling menacingly. Wormtail was scared, he could sense it, and he heard him run underneath the couch. Padfoot was wary too, he was growling. Prongs stepped forward, eager to see. Padfoot barked questioningly, and something barked back. There was the sound of claws on stairs, and Moony barked a warning. Who are you? This is my house, get out of my house! Why are you in my house!

The thing barked its' answer- It's not your house!

Moony growled, a challenge! Just let that thing show itself, he would show it who was boss. The creature finally descended, and the occupants of the dusty old room were thoroughly shocked.

A fox! A tiny red fox! This was the thing so bold as to challenge him?! The fox was the girl scent- or was the girl the fox? Yes, it was a trick, Moony knew what to do. He growled, getting ready to leap. The fox barked again- Don't you dare attack me!

Moony leapt, the fox darting out of the way and hit him on the nose with its' bushy red tail. Padfoot rolled on the ground with laughter, and Prongs stomped his hooves with glee. He walked up and nudged the fox with his muzzle. Go away. he said. This is our place.

Yes! Moony thought. Our place! Go away!

The fox lifted her snout, pressing her nose against his in a hello. She then turned and leapt onto the couch, settling onto it and yawning in a 'Make me' sort of way. Wormtail ran out from under the couch where he had been hiding, squeaking in terror as he emerged. Padfoot whined softly in protest of the fox. He always slept on that couch... The fox cocked it's head to the side and stood up. She daintily pranced up the armrest to the back of the couch, where she lay down again, curling her fluffy tail around her tiny body. Padfoot howled merrily at the fox, who seemed to smile in response.

Who are you? Prongs asked.

A friend.

What's your name?

Fox.

Are you an animagni?

Yes.

So are we!

I know. Poor Remus.

Moony jerked up at his name. This imposter knows his name? She knows his secret? But how?

He has such good friends. she continued. James, Sirius, Peter. What good friends to become animagni for poor Remus.

They all looked at each other. How did this person find out their secret? Moony voiced the question.

You really made it obvious. Really Remus, how sick can one grandmother be? And always during the full moon. And you all, you don't even try to hide it, sneaking off at night and making so much noise.

Moony barked a protest. Stop. Stop now. You have to leave. Now. You don't belong here. We don't know you. Go.

He advanced on her, and she shifted to her feet. He snarled and lunged, his teeth catching her left front paw, tearing the flesh. Prongs and Padfoot stopped him from chasing her as she hurridly limped onto the trap door, which sunk slowly to the level before.

Go after her. Find out who she is. Prongs ordered.

Padfoot leapt downstairs, hot on the fox's trail. She looked behind and tried to speed up when she saw him giving chase. She darted down the stairs, ignoring the exploding pain in her leg. She skidded around a corner, catching Padfoot by surprise and forcing him to either slow down or run into the wall. She yipped a goodbye and burst out the back door, around the house, and down to the Hogsmeade village.

He raised his snout to the moon and howled a lingering goodbye. Goodbye friend - Goodbye Fox! He slowly made his way back to Moony, who was sulking after the obvious lecture Prongs had just given him. Padfoot sighed. It was going to be a long, hungry two days.

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Padfoot awoke to the sight of a large, juicy sausage. And a ham. And some bread. And a huge punch bowl full of water. The fox. She had brought this, he could smell her scent on the food and floor around it. Prongs, Moony, and Wormtail were awoken by Padfoot's barking. They too saw the food and smelled the fox. Moony grumbled around for a while, but eventually ate some of the ham. The others truly appreciated the more than generous gift from the mysterious visitor. Staying in animagi form for a long period of time was exhasting! And it made you hungry to boot. After eating everything that had been provided for them, they all settled back down to sleep, with their bellies full and their minds at ease that they could probably trust the fox.

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The next night the fox wasn't there, to Moony's obvious delight. He didn't like the familiar feeling she gave off. She knew who they were, and claimed to be a friend, but wouldn't say who she was. It bothered him that she expected them to trust her with a secret that if found out could get them sent to Azkaban, yet wouldn't entrust them with her identity. Trying to push it out of his mind, he circled three times, and flumped down on an old armchair to go back to sleep.

When he awoke again, he was Remus, and oh god was he hungry. "Guys. Guys come on I'm starving."

James, Sirius, and Peter changed back into humans, and they wearily, with much moaning and grumbling of the tummies, made their way down the the Three Broomsticks. It wasn't open. They all looked at their watches at the same time. 5:45- fifteen more minutes. They looked at each other, and began pounding on the door and yelling for Rosie. They heard footsteps on the stairs and stopped yelling. The door was yanked open and Sirius started in a sing-song voice, "Good morning Ros- Lily?!?!? What are you- Whoa! You're naked!"

Lily rolled her eyes and put one hand on her hip, the other holding her towel around her body. "I'm not naked, I'm wearing a towel. You've seen more when you watch girls prance around in those tiny things they call bathing suits. And I live here. Rosie's upstairs. Come on in." She left the door open and walked upstairs.

"Someone's a little cranky..." Sirius said when he thought she was out of earshot.

"I heard that!" Lily yelled from somewhere upstairs.

"Come on, let's go sit down." Remus mumbled, looking bleary eyed and ready to fall over asleep.

"Good idea." Peter mumbled back. They trudged over to a table and literally fell onto the bar stools.

About twenty minutes later Lily came back downstairs. "Rosie's sick, and I'm tired, that's why I'm cranky. I have to handle this place myself and Sunday is one of our busiest days. Waffles?" There was a chorus of 'yes pleases'. Lily pointed her wand at a plate and muttered something that none of the boys could decifer. It must have worked though, because the plate was now piled with waffles.

"Won't you get in trouble for that?" James asked.

"Technically no. Hogsmeade is on Hogwarts Property, and the letter said no magic off Hogwarts grounds. I'm not off Hogwarts grounds, am I?"

"Very tricky."

"Thanks. Syrup?"

"Yes please!" Sirius chirped.

"Too bad. Here's some butter instead. Eat up!"

James guffawed, and peter snickered. Sirius sat with his mouth open for a moment and then said slyly with a wink, "Hey Lily, have you reconsidered that blowjob?"

"Not on your life." She replied without turning from cleaning silverware.

Sirius shut his mouth and ate his waffles.

Ok, done!! Please, please review!!!! I would really appreciate it.. and it might motivate me to write the next chapter faster.. hee hee.. It will prolly be out in a week or more, after I finish finals. P.S. the fox animagi form idea is from my very good friend (and lucky star, lol) Amanda!!! Love you!! Lol, ok, till next time!!