Hi, little do you know but I am wrapping it up, the end of this story anyway, be there a squeal? Most likely cause I know people don't usually read stories if they're longer than 30. I'm not e-mailing anyone else for help cause the last person who said she would help me hasn't contacted me yet and I'm giving her a bit of time to get back to me. If you want to leave ideas I'll try to incorporate them in.

Oh, note to all people who have to suffer through marching band camp like I do. If there is a trumpet player who eats all by herself (might be reading), go up and say hi to her, she's really quiet a loud person but she really doesn't know how to go up to people who look like they already have friends, so go say hi to her. (That's me incase you're wondering.) Particularly if it's the only girl in a trumpet section of five, she's a freshman, everyone knows her sister, she has blondish hair and the other freshman is REALLY good and she's not so good. Than that's almost definitely me so come say hi.

"Bye guys, I got detention," Li told Severus and Lucius a week later after dinner about a week after their sneaking into Hogsmeade.

"I still can't believe you were caught," Lucius told her.

"I'm glad it's only one detention and not several," Li responded. "I got to go, bye." Li walked away leaving Severus and Lucius all alone.

"He acts like a girl sometimes," Lucius muttered.

"Li is a girl, remember?" Severus reminded his friend.

"Well Li's being a real bitch lately."

"Maybe it's that time of the month?" Severus offered. Both shuddered, not liking this train of thought.

"Li's like a guy who PMSes," Lucius complained.

Li made her way to the trophy room. She was in for a scrubbing and polishing secession. Li did not think this was the worst detention to be done. In her opinion doing lines was much worse, than again Li was used to washing dishes and dusting things without magic since she was muggle born.

She got to the door and stopped. The glass was reflective and allowed her to see her reflection. She looked around to see if anyone was coming before pulling back her hair. She piled it on top of her head like she had seen some girls do. She turned her head this way and that to get a better look. 'Maybe I should start putting my hair back,' she thought. She pulled it straight back. Not many boys wore their hair like this, but it wasn't completely unfashionable.

Li entered the trophy room and almost tripped over Remus Lupin.

"You got caught too?" he asked. "Mrs. Norris found me trying to get back to the common room about half an hour after you left."

"I got caught as well," Li murmured.

"There are some rags and such in that pail," Remus pointed out.

"I'll do this half of the shelf," Li said. Li picked up a rag and started polishing the already very clean trophies. It seemed that SOME people had already ad enough detentions to make them forever clean. Li worked for about an hour. She heard Remus mutter something under his breath.

"What is that?" Li snapped.

"Breathing exercise, I play the French horn as well and this helps with tonguing," he explained.

"Well stop," Li growled.

"You sound like my sister," Remus chuckled.

"You want to go flying?"

"I now you're not what you pretend to be," Remus said seriously.

"And what do I pretend to be?" Li demanded.

"Male. I know that you're a girl."

"You want to make something of it?"

"Not really, just telling you I know."

"How do you know?" Li asked.

"It's little things. Why you're voice sounded so feminine when you were singing at the opening feast, you're manner, your cousin's uncanny resemblance to you and the fact that you were piling your hair on top of your head before you came in put everything into place," Remus explained.

"I know what you really are," Li informed him.

"How do you know?"

"I know you're a werewolf because of when you are missing, when your friends are particularly cranky and the fact that I saw the lot of you crossing the school grounds as animals."

"Won't tell if you won't," Remus compromised.

"Even to your little friends?" Li asked.

"Won't hear about it from me. I would like to comment you look very beautiful when you chose to," Remus told her.

"That's all the make up talking. Besides, why would anyone care that you're a werewolf?"

"It wasn't the makeup, you think I care about that? Wouldn't people hate me?"

"It was and it seems like that's all guys care about, how someone looks. Why would anyone hate you?"

"It was the attitude you had that made you beautiful. I know your fellow Slytherins would hate me, probably an excuse to get me kicked out of school."

"Can we stop having two conversations at once? Actually we aren't as bad as you think we are. We're a pretty open bunch as long as people respect that we have a different out look."

"Fine. What about the whole no mudblood thing?"

"Actually lots of people in Slytherins are muggle born. You're not allowed to tell anyone, it would ruin our image. We're all about image, when you get to know us we actually have a lot of fun just hanging out and such. They're really good friends too, there when you need them no matter what as long as you don't show te outside world hw much you care," Li explained.

"Why do the Slytherins care so much about image?"

"If the world found out what we're relaly like, they wouldn't take us seriously. They would walk all over us. Every house is like that. Griffindors aren't all that much more brave than the rest of us or the Ravenclaws that smart of the Hufflepuffs that loyal. It's the image we all keep up to set us appart cause we don't want to admit we're the same as everyone else. That's why the Slytherins pretend to care about the whole mudblood thing. Of course, there are some who've been around the pretending so long they believe it, like Lord Voldemort."

"I'm glad someone else can say his name. So you don't support him?"

"I don't get why he's doing all that. What's he trying to do? Kill off all mudbloods? That makes no sense since we all started out as muggles at one point. Set up a new government? Why would his be any better than the one in place and if you ran out of mudbloods to torture, the majority would continue to torture the minority until there's only two people left and then those two would battle it out and eventually die.

"I'm sure once all the mudbloods were killed he planned to stop with the destruction."

"Tyrants are never done. I don't know if you ever heard of World War II. Anyway, really horrible guy named Hitler. He wanted to kill off all Jews in Europe and probably the world. He was after gay people, Roma and others. If he had succeeded and killed off all those people, things would have still gone wrong and would have still needed a scapegoat so he would have turned to the largest minority and blame them and then the people after then and so on."

"I've heard of World War II, I'm actually a half blood."

"I'm a muggle born myself," Li admitted.

"Why do you always insult us by calling us mudbloods if you're a muggle born yourself?" Remus asked.

"Because purebloods take a great offense at it even if called it by a mudblood. They immediately think it's inferior and therefore allow it to have power. If no one cared it wouldn't be a good insult."

"It's been good talking to you. I've finished my half and I have to work on that project. Everything you said won't pass my lips."

"I'll keep my silence as well. I guess all of you aren't so bad," Li admitted. Remus smiled and got up to leave. He turned the knob and was stopped by a question. "Don't you want to know my name?"

"It doesn't matter, as you said, names and classifications mean nothing since it's just an image we all try to live up to but don't really fit in to," Remus summarized. He was out the door when he heard Li whisper, "It's Lily."

3 and a half pages! This chapter kinda has a mind of it's own and went it's own way. There's a guy in my section who's always doing that breathing exercise and I don't know if French horn players do it, but I'm pretending. It's kinda like "Tou ka tou ka" really quickly over and over again.