I'm still lacking on insto inspo, but someone is supposed to e-mail me back and help me out so I'm hoping that's happening.

Oh, I'm some angst into the story later cause it needs some and I'm in that kinda funk right now and need to write something truly angsty, it might not be right now, but it will come.

"Come on Li!" Lucius hissed. "We'll never get away with this is you don't hurry up!" Li scowled in true fashion and stalked off down the hall after Severus and Lucius. They had just come back from Hogsmeade because the three of them were planning a private party, meaning they got enough fire-whisky to get even a hippogriff, who as a species were very resistant to the effects of alcohol, tipsy and were trying to sneak it into school. They had a test tomorrow, which Severus had just remembered after they had bought the drinks that you couldn't get a refund on, so they were simply stocking up for future times.

The school was silent. It was one of those rare times when you could hear your foot fall on the ground and make a thud sound which you didn't usually hear since the halls were usually pack with noise and hustle and bustle even when there was class in process.

They had come by broom and landed in the astronomy tower They were somewhere on the seventh floor, making their way down to the dungeons.

"Are there students out of bed?" the voice of Filch asked nastily.

"Run," Lucius mouthed. The three of them split in different directions. Lucius took a back passageway. It was a rather uncomfortable one to use when going down. When one entered it from upstairs like he was doing, it turned into a long twirly slide that usually made even those of strong stomach hurl. Severus went down the official way, simply taking the less used stairs. Li, however, stayed on the seventh floor. There was a passage they often used somewhere around here. She passed a picture of someone clubbing a troll.

"I know you're hiding around here," Filch said from around the corner.

'I wish I had somewhere to hide,' Li thought. The portrait of the person clubbing the troll opened and Li scurried inside.

The room she entered was empty except for a piano in the middle of the room. The only elimination came from a candelabra standing on the piano. The person playing the piano had not stopped, their face was hidden behind the upraised top of the piano. She stood there for a while, trying to place where she had heard this haunting melody before. She had placed that it was muggles call classical before the playing stopped abruptly.

"Who's there?" asked an anxious voice. Li stepped around the piano to see Remus sitting at the bench, his fingers still over the keys. "What are you doing here?"

"Hiding. What song is that?"

"How did you find this place? The Moonlight Sonata."

"I wished to find a place to hide while pacing in front of a portrait of someone clubbing a troll. Who wrote it?"

"You can't tell anyone. Beethoven."

"Can we please stop having two conversations at once?" Li snarled. "I'm just here until Filch goes away." Remus got up and peeked out the door.

"He's still there."

"Just great!" Li said sarcastically. "I'm stuck in here and to top it all off I'm in here with the lackey of Potty head."

"Well as long as you're talking to yourself, I'm going to go back to playing," he told Li.

Remus shook his head and went back to playing. He closed his eyes and blocked out the sound of Evans' pacing. He came here to be alone and he wasn't going to let Evans' ruin that. When he finished, Evans was silent and had stopped pacing. There was something strange about Evans.

"Can I play?" Evans asked. Remus looked up at Evans. His manner was different than usual. Remus nodded and forfeited his seat. Evans sat down and put his hands on the keys as if he was shaking the hand of an old friend he hadn't seen in years. His feet reached the pedals and he began the introduction. It was a contemporary song, pretty new in fact. It was written by a muggle named John Lennon. It was called Imagine. Remus had heard it loads of times, his sister was a Beatles freak and had all of their music before and after their breakup.

The first verse passed, no singing accompanied the piano and none was needed. Remus softly sand the second verse.

Imagine there's no countries,

It isn't hard to do,

Nothing to kill or die for,

And no religion too.

Imagine all the people,

Living life in peace.

You may say I'm a dreamer,

But I'm not the only one,

I hope someday you'll join us,

And the world will live as one.

Remus let the piano play the last verse on it's own. Evans was a very good piano player. How did he learn a muggle song?

Li stood up. That Griffindor was staring at her. She scowled at him. She walked over to the portrait. The coast was clear. She stalked out of the room in true Slytherin fashion. Everything was always in true Slytherin fashion, why couldn't it ever be in 'The Griffindors are pissing me off' fashion or 'leave me alone I'm having a bad day and you don't need anymore explanation than that' fashion?

She got down the passageway, it took her to the fifth floor.

"I finally caught you," Filch cackled. He took her by the shoulder and led her away.

I know I've very lucky to have great reviewers and I would have given this story up long ago if it hadn't been for you guys. Thanks. I'm trying to keep going. I think I have one more chapter where I know what I'm doing. Sorry for putting in the music, I'm obsessive over the Moonlight Sonata and I play Imagine. I know the song might not have been out at that time, but work with me here. Oh, what year are they in? Did I indicate that? If I did or I didn't I think I want them to be in sixth year cause it works better for me, but I think I put them in fifth year so I'm double checking and if no one would mind I would like them to be in sixth year.