Here's your chappie. sorry i'm putting it up so late. but hey, it's the fourth day. just at midnight. i had to go to my parent's friend's house. we played pool. it was kinda fun. well have fun reading!
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The rest of the day went by pretty slow. Dinner came and went. Lily worked on her homework with Minnie and got half of it done. The Quidditch team practiced until 7:30 pm and talked about tactics until 8. When they were done, Lily walked over to James, talking with Sirius, Remus, and Peter. She could smell the fresh piney scent around James, just back from Quidditch and could feel the cool air around him.

"James," She said. He turned around. "We need to work on the rooms for the IQC."

"But they're not due until two weeks…" James trailed off. "Relax, I bet we're ahead of all the other prefects. Plus, me and the guys have to… um… are working on a project [cough, cough, nudge, nudge, animagus, wink, wink]."

"Oh." Lily said. 'I'm such a nerd!' She screamed in her head. 'He probably thinks I'm an over-achiever and an annoying perfectionist!' She could feel her face growing hot, so she turned around and walked to where Minnie was sitting and started to work on their homework.

They were both working on an essay about werewolves. Lily shuddered, remembering her summer five years ago. Her family went to Belgium for their summer vacation. They were taking a stroll down a street in the middle of a small country town in the evening. The full moon was shining brightly and they were heading for their inn. Suddenly a wolf howl sounded and people, non-muggles Lily observed, began to scramble for their homes. Lily grabbed tightly on to her mother's hand and they walked quickly down the nearly deserted street. Suddenly she could hear heavy paws thumping against the ground, as fast as her heart was bumping. She turned around and there was a full grown werewolf, about 20 feet in front of her. It glared at her with its red eyes and the glistening fur rose from its back like a porcupine. It sprang toward her and just about 5 feet away from Lily, it stopped when a rock hit its shoulder. A boy with ash brown hair had thrown it. The werewolf growled and ran full speed toward him. The skinny boy ran as fast as he could toward his house but he tripped on a root. Her family urged Lily to follow them but Lily couldn't just leave the poor boy. The werewolf now bit his ankle and his father came out and shot it, with a silver bullet. It howled and moaned but sank to the ground. Soon, it transformed into a man. The boy was wincing in pain and his ankle was bloody. Lily began to walk toward him, but her parents led her into the inn. They cried and asked her if she and Petunia were all right. Petunia was wailing at the top of her lungs that she wanted go back home right now. They immediately took flight home. Lily cried every night for the rest of the summer, thinking about the poor boy, how he had saved her. She had nightmares for two months of the red eyes, the madness dancing in them, and the werewolf chasing her forever and her tripping on a root. She always woke up right before the werewolf bit her ankle. Now that she thought about it, the boy looked very familiar. She just couldn't put a finger on it. He must've been from a magic family; his father knew how to handle the werewolf. She thought about the boy and Remus shook her and she snapped out of her daydream.

"What!" She snapped. "Why are you shaking me? You could've just said my name you know."

"Um, I was. You didn't answer. Are you okay?" Remus asked, concerned.

"Yeah. I was just thinking." Lily said, softening her tone.

"About what?" He said, sitting down beside her. Lily realized she never told Remus about the boy that saved her life.

"Oh! I never told you. You know how I saw someone get bit by a werewolf in Belgium?" Lily said.

Remus nodded, fiddling with her quill.

"Well, it was at the end of my first year, the summer before my second. We were walking around…" She continued the story. When she got to the part where the mysterious boy came and threw the stone at the werewolf, Remus suddenly looked up.

"What part of Belgium was this in?" He asked, frowning.

"At Kortrijk, south of Bruges." She said, not noticing his frown. He looked confused and breathed in sharply.

"It was you…" Remus softly whispered, soft enough so that Lily couldn't hear. Lily continued and when she got to the part where the werewolf bit his ankle, Remus slightly moved his ankle out of view.

"—and I always wanted to find out who that boy was, thank him, and be friends with him" Lily said, sighing.

"He's a werewolf you know." Remus said, unconsciously.

"What?" Lily asked, taken back. Remus thought hard to cover up what he just said.

"Um, he's a werewolf. He got bit. You saw the ankle." He responded, relieved.

"Oh! I never realized that." Lily, the dreaminess going out of her eyes. Remus' face fell.

"So now you don't like him. Just because he's a werewolf? Even though he saved your life?" He said, with an edge in his voice.

"Well, I don't know. I guess I could say just thank you if I ever meet him. But I would run away right after that." She said light heartedly, laughing. "I would never be friends with him."

Remus stared into space and quickly got up.

"Remus?" Lily said, getting up too. His usual sharp grey eyes looked clouded and empty at the same time. They reminded her of the baby horse, Storm's eyes.

"I want to go to sleep." He snapped, walking awkwardly up to his dorm. Lily just stared after him. Just then, James walked to Lily.

"What's wrong with Remus?" He said, looking at Remus too.

"I-I don't know." Lily said. "All I said was…"

"What did you say to him?" James asked.

"I just told him that I would never be friends with a werewolf, even if he saves my life." She said, confused.

James' usual tan face paled to a sickly yellow color and he ran up to his dorm. There, he found Remus lying in a heap on his bed.

"Remus?" James said, walking slowly toward him.

"Go away. I might bite you!" He said in a choked voice.

"Remus." James repeated, sitting on his bed. "If she knew it, she would've never ever said it."

"Gawd. I first lose Cassie, my mom, then one of my best friends." He muffled into his pillow. Remus accidentally killed his little baby sister, Cassie, when he transformed and his mother ran away, shouting at his father, how crazy he is to raise a beast in their house. "I can't lie to Lily anymore James. I never told her. She needs me. If she finds out, she'll be devastated and she'll leave me. All because of one bite."

"Tell her then." James said. "Like I said, if she knows, she would never leave you. You and Shayla are her best friends. She would never leave you just because of a few hour change once a month."

"But you heard her. She wouldn't befriend a werewolf, even if it saved her life. Why the hell did it have to be me? Why couldn't it be some stupid muggle crossing the street?" Remus said. James's heart wrung with pain and sorrow for his friend. He had never seen Remus so emotional. He was always strong, maybe not physically, but mentally he had one of the strongest minds he had ever known. The last time Remus was this distressed was when he killed Cassie and his mother ran away.

The door creaked open and Sirius and Peter came in.

"Because Remus, because you had the strongest heart of all the people. You would be the only one who can endure this. Others would've gone crazy and delirious. But look at you. You're at Hogwarts. And you've got great friends like us!" Sirius said waving around him.

Remus laughed weakly. "Thanks guys."

"Our animagi potion is nearly done. Just give it one more week—" James said, cheering up.

"—and the whole school is ours!" Sirius finished. They all high-fived each other, now laughing.

"I will tell Lily when she is ready." Remus said, defiantly, sitting up straight. He looked out the window at the bright half moon.

The next day came and Saturday passed by in a blur. It was tedious except for the fact that Remus was very stiff around Lily. Lily noticed that, but she was too busy taking care of Storm and Grinley's foal to care. Storm was getting her confidence back and was also becoming fast friends with the two prefects. Lily woke up early to take care of Gringley's horse, which she named Twills. She walked to the stable through the impenetrable fog. She could feel the cold moist water droplets suppressing against her skin, making her face cold. She soon reached the big warm stable. She went to the chestnut foal, who was making a racket by kicking its hay all around.

"Shhh…" Lily calmed the foal and slipped its bridal on for its morning exercise. She led him out and put him in a fenced pasture and he happily pranced around, trying to chase a butterfly, its wings heavy with dew.

She looked at the time and it was already time for breakfast. She sighed and went in the pasture, calling Twill with an apple she brought along. He trotted over and stayed calm while Lily put his bridle on and put him in his stall and gave him a fresh stack of hay. She turned around to go to breakfast and tried to push the door open. But it wouldn't budge. It seemed to be pushing back. She sighed and stepped aside, trying to look for a lock or something. Suddenly, it burst open and a black blur tumbled at her feet.

"Woah! Ow!"

It was James.

Lily started to laugh and helped him up.

"Were you pushing against?" He asked, smiling, but obviously embarrassed. Lily nodded and continued to laugh.

"What were you doing here?" James said, dusting his thick cloak. Lily immediately stopped laughing and shuffled her feet.

"I was just checking on Storm. She seems kind of queasy these days." She said, staring at the ground. 'I'm such a bad liar…' She thought.

"Yeah, I was just going to do that too." He said, walking to Storm.

He started to talk to her soothingly. She whinnied and nuzzled his pocket. Lily smiled at the familiar behavior.

"She wants food." Lily said. James got out a piece of toast and Storm gobbled it up gladly.

"You want a toast too?" James said, waving another piece of toast at her.

"No thanks. I was just going to breakfast." Lily said turning around.

"Okay, I'll come with you. My friends are waiting for me." James said, following her. They walked through the field, which the fog was now lifting and blending into the thick low clouds that were almost touching the forest top.

"We can work on the charm to lock the doors of the rooms for the IQC. I've asked Madam Toyland to pick some books for lock charms for us." James said.

Lily agreed and they walked in the great hall. It was warm and there were a lot of people there. She looked around but didn't see Shay or Minnie. James noticed that too.

"Come sit with me." He said, taking her hand and leading her. Lily just followed and sat down at by James, who sat by Peter, in front of Sirius and Remus.

"You must be Lily," Sirius said. Lily nodded. "I'm Sirius Black. Let's see… you know Remus and James. This is Peter Pettigrew." Lily already knew all of them, like the rest of the school.

She grabbed a toast and started to chew it, slowly.

"Guys, Malfoy's getting up…" Remus said quietly to Sirius, nudging him. Lily turned around and looked at Lucious Malfoy getting up from his seat. There was "I LOVE ME!" writing in pink on the butt part of his robes. They must've put invisible ink writing on the seat and put a charm to make it stay wet. Nobody noticed anything yet. But there were a few sniggers and pointing from the Hufflepuff table. The few giggles soon rose to a roaring laughter. Gringley pointed out what they were laughing at to Malfoy and he blushed in a weird crimson color, darker than the pink writings. He looked furiously around, looking for suspects. The Marauders, James and his friends called themselves, were laughing so hard that they had to hold on to the tables from falling off. But the rest of the school was doing that too. Gringley and Snape led Malfoy out of the Great Hall, but they didn't realize they had the same writing on their robes as well. The school continued to laugh harder. Professor Dumbledore looked at the four boy's direction but laughed amiably. One by one the Great Hall emptied and there were only a few people left.

"Are you going to try out for the substitute spots for the Quidditch Team Sirius?" James asked. Sirius was good at Quidditch too, but didn't make the house team because he forgot the days and the times of the tryouts. "They're in two days, starting Tuesday and ending on Saturday. They start at 7am for an hour every day."

"Naw, I deserve better than a sub." Sirius said, waving it off. In truth, he longed to fly out there with James, playing one of their made up plays, practiced during the summer. But he knew he couldn't play like that on the IQC, there were too many rules for him.

James shrugged at this.
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That's... it, folks! I know this is a really weird place to end... but oh well. it's okay. right? right. u know what? James is my favorite name!