Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HP characters cause they belong to J K Rowling.however, I do own my O/C: Vanessa, Laurel and Freya.

Living Through Memories

Chapter 2

Harry landed in a very familiar room: The Transfiguration classroom. He settled down to watch..

*** "Alright. Settle down." Professor McGonagall stated. The class was immediately silent.

"as many of you are aware, this is your seventh and final year at Hogwarts. This is also the year that you do your NEWTs and they are the most important tests that you will do. They will decide everything for you. The people that are here in this class now"-she gestured to the students in the room-" have proven to have exceptional talent in Transfiguration. If you continue to apply to your studies, I have no reason to believe that any of you will do badly-"

As she continued to speak, James pulled out his wand and pointed it to Lily's back. Sirius, beside him, sat up expectantly, wandering what James would do.

Lily was listening with one ear to McGonagall. Her other ear was attempting to listen to the conversation that her friends-Laurel, Vanessa and Freya- were having. Brief snatches of it went past her.

"..so in..with him." ".know.opposites..together." "..formulate.plan.."

"Who are you guys talking-" Lily asked. Or started to ask. She never managed to finish her sentence as James' hex hit her.

"Aaarrrrrrrggggggghhhhhh!" she shrieked.

McGonagall stopped talking and glared at Lily.

"Miss Evans. Is my lecture on your NEWTs even too scary to listen to?"

Lily shook her head, not daring to speak.

In the back row-

"What'd you put on her?" Sirius asked James.

He grinned. "A Triple T -with slight alterations..."

Both faces were now identical, lit up in maniacal grins.

***

"Why'd you shout like that in Transfiguration?" Freya asked her friend.

"Because James Potter is a f-" she stopped, her mouth freezing up. "- fantastic guy. "

She stopped. Did she just say that? She turned to face her friends who were recovering from shock.

"What the hell did he put on me?" she demanded.

Three heads shook left to right, harmonized.

"JAMES POTTER, I AM GOING TO KI- marry you." she stopped.

"I can't say a single thing about him!" she screeched to her friends who were now trying not to laugh.

***

He wasn't in the Hall..or the Gryfinndor common room..or the library.

Damn it, she thought to herself. Where is he? Lucky for her, her thoughts remained hers.

She found him on the Quidditch pitch after trudging through the castle for an hour.

"JAMES POTTER, TAKE THIS HEX OFF ME RIGHT NOW!!" she yelled.

She was given the satisfaction of watching him almost fall off his broom.

He landed in front of her with ease.

"What did you put on me?" she screeched, seething with suppressed rage.

James did not answer but smiled even more broadly than he had been and called over his shoulder for Sirius.

"Yeah?" Sirius enquired.

"Lily would like to know what hex I hit her with," James stated innocently.

They exchanged looks, which seemed to amuse them greatly.

"Well?" she demanded.

"Should I tell her?" James asked Sirius with that same innocently, infuriating tone.

But he never did get his answer. Lily's fist had, quite coincidentally, suddenly connected with his face.

"EVANS!" he roared, advancing on her but her wand was out.

"Tell me." she said, her voice low and threatening.

"For gods sake, the Triple T.." James threw at her.

She frowned. "The Triple T?"

Realisation dawned on her.." You put the Tell The Truth on me?"

"YOU B- brilliant." she faltered yet again.

"Take it off." she demanded, jabbing her wand at him.

He sighed. And he had been having so much fun. "Sirius, would you do the honors?"

Sirius obliged and Lily returned to the castle able to say whatever she wanted about James and for anyone who heard her, it wasn't pleasant.

***

Harry felt the familiar feeling of the memory coming to an end. Mist surrounded him and when it cleared, he was back at no. 4, Privet Drive. It had gone dark in that space of time that he had been gone. Still thinking about what he had just witnessed, he lugged the pensieve upstairs and put it under the loose floorboard.

TBC..

A/N: R/R.. sorry about this chapter.. it seemed kinda weird to me but you know. I'll fix it once I get more chapters up. cya