The green house where alive with excitement as the Fifth Year Gryffindors worked on repotting plant after plant. It wasn't that the repotting of plants was exciting, it was the other day's events, and with four to six people per flat, it was a prefect time to gossip. The Marauders were doing just that. "You wouldn't believe how worked up Prongs was when Snivellus went on about the Prefect." Sirius explained to them.

Remus looked up. "Evans, right?"

Sirius lifted an eyebrow and smirked. "Exactly." He continued, "Well, I have never seen good ol' Prongs snap like that, including the time I lit his Transfiguration exam on fire."

James stared strait and Padfoot, "And I won't forgive you for that one, it's lucky I even passed that year, no thanks to you."

"Oh come James, good ol' boy, it was only a joke."

"What ever you say."

"Anyhow, back with last night," Sirius carried on, "The other strange thing was that I could have sworn that James went googoo eyes over the Prefect."

Peter butted in, "James, like a girl? I mean, more than the simple 'wow, she's hot' like a girl? You gotta be kidding, Sirius."

"Nope, I am not!" James tried hard to concentrate on the repotting of wolfsbane.

"I'm use to seeing you eyeing and catching the girls, not Prongs." Peter went on to say.

"'Tis a good change if you ask me." Sirius commented. Matter-of-fact, this was one of the few times that Sirius didn't have any girls begging to go out with him. It had something to do with him dumping Sheila to go out with a Ravenclaw and Sheila starting so pretty nasty rumors involving a seventh year Hufflepuff and a bed last year. He still hadn't lived that down.

James picked his head up to make a comment but Professor

"Oh no Professor, Miss Evans got herself detention without our help." Sirius stated loudly, rather proud of Evans. On the other side of the greenhouse Lily rather roughly transplanted the fanged geranium. Her entire mind was on her deep hatred for James and Sirius, whom she kept cursing under her breath making Sheila giggle like mad.

"Look, Lily, I sure Padfoot, Sirius, I mean, only meant it as a joke. You know his sense of humor." James shouted her, in hopes to cheer her up.

Lily continued to abuse the geranium and ignored him this was highly embarrassing. Her, Lily Evans, in trouble, all because the bloody, foolish, stupid, annoying, arrogant, Black and Potter had to irk Severus enough to make him come over the Gryffindor table. It's all their fault she was in this situation.

"Lily, let it slide." Shelia whispered.

"Petunia will have a ball when she hears I'm in trouble. Oh! That'll just make matters worse. Why can't those… as- boys go be a pain to someone else" She continued on. The geranium took another bite at her hand, nearly drawing blood. Lily whacked the plant rather hard, almost glad when it whimpered in fright.