Chapter 5

So James and Sybill continued to see eachother, as did Sirius and Honey, and Remus and Lily, and Severus and Rosmerta. Anyways, things were rather chilly at Hogwarts for awhile. Until one day, a rat who shall remain nameles presented James with some information about a certain redhead and a certain boy named after a certain star.
"FAMILY REUNION, YOU TOLD ME!"
"Prongs I'm sorry—"
"Last time I checked dinner and a show with a gorgeous redhead of no relation to you is not a family reunion! I mean I thought it was strange to come back from a family reunion with a black eye, BUT I TRUSTED YOU BECAUSE—"
"You didn't get this mad at Moony."
"Moony didn't lie to me, and he certainly hasn't made a move on her!"
"I didn't—"
"Then why'd she sock you?"
"..." Sirius blinked. "This was a year ago! I had thought you were over her!"
James turned away disgustedly and began walking toward the fat lady's painting.
Sirius looked at the Maurader's map, and widened his eyes. "Uh, someone's there, we'd better wait. Let's go the library or something."
"What does it matter if someone's there, it not after hours." James continued walking.
"I really think we should wait," Sirius began pushing him back.
"What is going on now?" James asked as he burst into the hall and gasped.
Standing outside the entrance to the Gryfindor tower were two embracing figures, talking softly to eachother. The shorter of the two seemed relatively upset, and the taller was trying to comfort her.
James stood in shock, his eyebrows quivering.
The two people hugged very closely and the shorter stood up on tiptoes and kissed the boy on the cheek. Then the taller went into the Gryfindor common room, while the other went off down the hall.
"Sorry you had to see that, man." Sirius put a hand on his friends shoulder.
James was breathing hard and ruffling his hair. "I didn't they were really—I thought she just felt sorry for him—" He and Sirius hugged before realizing they were guys and this type of thing was not macho.
"Oh, my I'm sorry am I interupting something?" a creepy voice made them jump. Sibyll was standing right behind them.
"No." James smiled.
"Oh, James, that's you! I thought you were Alice!" Sibyll laughed, blind without her glasses.
Peter materialized behind Sybill's shoulder. "James does not look like a girl! James Potter is the epitome of macho!"
"Thankyou, Peter. Padfoot, has Remus gone to bed yet? I really don't want to face him today."
"Yep," Sirius pointed to the map.
"What's this about?" asked Sibyll.
"Let's go in and I'll explain."
So the four were in the Gryfindor common room when, suddenly Lily appeared in the entrance, green eyes leering, a nail file in her hand, scraping violently at the enamel in a way much out of character for this girl.
"What's going on?" James asked.
"Dance is rescheduled," said Lily, plowing through the room, "Move, Potter."
"Why's it rescheduled?" James asked.
"Bellatrix..." Lily breathed.
"Jimmy, Sirius, Peter, Sybill have you heard?" Honey rushed in to the Gryfindor common room. "That dance has been rescheduled to a full moon."
"Other houses are not allowed in here!" Lily snapped. "Same goes for you, Trelawney."
Sibyll whispered something to James and smiled.
"What do you think this is, the Leaky Cauldron?" The girls picked up their book bags while Lily's green eyes searched the room. "Why is that light on? If this weren't the wizarding world you'd be wasting electricity."
"Oh...what were we thinking?" James said sarcastically. Peter laughed.
Honey looked at James, then Peter, and then at Lily. "Peter will you walk me to my dormitory?" Honey batted her eyes.
"Oh heck yah!" Peter stuttered and they left.
"I'll walk you to your dorm." Sirius said to Sybill.
"Why is that light still on?" Lily seeded, plunking down onto the couch.
Sirius' eyes flashed as he snapped his fingers and clicked off every light in the room.
Lily grinded down at her nails. "Be back before 7, Fonzi."
"What?" Sirius spun around.
"Must be a muggle reference." James whispered.
The people left, and James came up right behind Lily. "So is this a hormonal thing or did you let your boyfriend nibble on your ear?

"Cold, even for you, Potter," she said, biting her curling lip. "Did you know I woke up this morning with "Die Mudblood" scrawled in blood across my bed curtains?" James tried to put a comforting arm around her shoulder, she jerked away. "Blood! I mean can you think of the diseases? And the poor chickens that were killed! This person completely disorganized my trunk. They emptied out my bottle of disinfectant and replaced it with egg whites. Then to top it all off they ate Cheetos and proceeded to touch all my homework papers. They just don't know when to quit. And then that—girl—continues to predict my death every time she lays eyes on me, and I'm starting to believe her. You know how she talks about the Grim? I think I've seen it, around campus. Of course, sometimes I also see it with Bambi...is that a death omen too?"
"Who the heck is Bambi?" James asked.
"Bellatrix Black is obviously part of this scheme: she didn't reschedule the dance for weather reasons, she rescheduled it to drive me insane. Who did she find out it from? Who did she get the password from? Family?" Lily broke into a whisper."Are you sure all of your pack can be trusted?"
James shook his head. "Listen, Sirius is the most loyal and caring best friend anyone could ever have."
"So I hear you can predict the future...can you read minds too?" Sirius's deep voice drifted over to them from the entrance to the common room.
"...I predict you're going to drop you quill sometime in the near future." Sybill replied. Sirius smirked.
"Sirius, if you drop that quill you can bet you won't have enough future to predict!" James turned back to Lily. "He's such a dog—but he's no traitor."
"Dog! Haha!" Peter materialized over James' shoulder.
"Where did you come from?" Lily asked, filing down to base of her nail and gasping in pain. "Ow. Well, believe what you wish. I've already sorted things out with Remus. I still, however, will be needing to find another boy to go with."
"Sorry, Evans. How many times have I told you I am tay-ken. You should have asked me this question a long time—"
"Peter, would you like to go to the ball with me?" Lily gave the chubby boy her most beautiful smile. He nodded twitchily.
"Mmmkay, I'll see you then." She turned and turned back, her red hair swinging. "By the way, watch out for rats, this place is infested. I just saw one in the hall and it looked like it was trying to look up my skirt." She gave a nervous laugh. The two boys stared. "I'll inform the headmaster in the morning," she sighed, and went off to her dorm. James stared at the ceiling, biting his lip.
Peter edged away. "You're not angry are you? Please don't be angry! Its just those eyes they're so green and irresistible!" Peter shouted.
James blinked. "There's a wasp in here..." He brandished his Monster Book of Monsters. "Merlin's beard, its on your nose—"

The afternoon of the dance Honey was running around with safety pins, bobby pins, and other various things; helping as many girls as she could get ready. She went to the Gryfindor common room when they ran out of tissues. Sirius was the only one in there, as everyone else was getting ready, and it took him shorter time to look gorgeous.
"Hi," she said sweetly, "looking forward to tonight?"
"Yes," he said, looking at the fire, "Honey can I ask you something?"
"Yes?"
"Did you tell James that I went out with Lily?"
"No, I would never."
"I didn't think you would, but I wonder who else could have done it." He thought thoughtfully. "The only other people who I told were Peter and Remus, and Remus was on the other side of the school when James found out. Speaking of him, it sure sucks that he can't come to the dance."
Suddenly it was as if a pink lightbulb appeared appeared over Honey's head, "Sirius, oh Sirius, I can't believe I never thought of it before!" she quickly went to her purse and pulled out a piece of paper folded like a swan, which she had copied from the library, and unfolded it. Sirius' grey eyes read the paper.
"You can really do this?" he asked.
"Yes, but we must hurry!" She grinned. "We'll get there faster on four legs."
And so they ran. The two canine creatures bounded across the sunset horizon. Padfoot panted exhaustedly as the golden retriever effortlessly outran him. By the time he came up to the Whomping Willow, Honey was already human and prodding the secret knot with her stiletto heel. Sirius had no idea how she had managed to figure it out how to get in there.
"Why don't you stay here?" she said, giving him and pat on the head, "keep watch?" Sirius barked in agreement.
Honey hurried through the tunnel in her muggle jeans and stiletto heels until she came to the shrieking shack, where Remus Lupin was slumped over in a chair. He looked up as she burst into the room.
"Honey you have to get out of here!" he held his hands out in front of him. "I'm dangerous!"
"I didn't want to leave without you." She grabbed his wrists and looked him in the eye.
"I'm a monster!" He cried as he eyes began to change to yellow. "I'm a werewolf and there's nothing anyone can do. I'll be transforming any minute!!!"
"Oh you're not a monster, Remy. But you're right... we can't change the werewolf thing, and although you'd have a good chance in the costume contest, the judges might be a teensy bit ruffled if you ate them. But those aren't our only choices."
"What do you mean?" he asked, looking at her curiously.
Honey smiled, showing her flawless teeth. "Well, I can't change you. But I can change the circumstances. But I can only do it once. And there is a slight risk it will destroy the world, or the universe—Or Canada. Are you sure you'll take this chance?"
He nodded slowly, and Honey began to back into the shadows, yet her flesh remained bright. She began to sing a beautiful and mystical Texas melody. The Whomping Willow swayed gently to the beat, and the centaurs and giant spiders were obliged to accompany the girl's melody. There she sang, like a siren, only she wasn't part bird or luring sailors to their deaths...

Peter, Lily, James, and Sybill made their way toward the Costume Ball in there interesting costumes. Peter just happened to be dressed up as a rather chubby Grim Reaper. Lily had chosen to come as an angel, in a lily- white dress and sweater to modestly cover her. In her red hair was her signature alice-band, now colored to match her dress. She had attached a pair of synthetic wings to her back and charmed a halo to float magically above her head. James was dressed as a knight in shining armor. As they walked along the Hogwarts grounds, he suddenly exclaimed."What the—?!"
"What's wrong?" Peter asked.
"I am positive that tonight was supposed to be a full moon," James said scratching his head and tussling his hair.
"Of course it's a full moon, what are you talking about?" Sybill said mystically, "I have to follow its phases very carefully. Yesterday it was a waxing gibbous."
"Its only a gibbous tonight." Lily said.
"What?" Sybill squinted, just seeing a white blur in the sky. "My word...I think your right." Her voice was chilled, she gasped.
"Please don't tell me its another horrible omen that means I'm going to die a horrible and violent death." Lily said, trying to comfort Peter by patting his shoulder.
"Alright I won't tell you," she said to Lily, "Peter, dear, it is a horrible omen. It means that—"
"Not listening." He put his hands on his ears. "She's scaring me again, Lily."
"Sorry." Lily said, and she and Peter ran off toward the ball.
"Don't take it personally," James said.
But she was gazing over at the whomping willow, her mouth hanging open.
"What's wrong?" James asked.
"Oh, nothing, dear. I just thought I saw—no that's just silly. Shall we?"
"Wow, isn't that Honey's pendant?"
She looked down to see the necklace she had borrowed was now glowing faintly and then stopped. Meanwhile back at the Shack, Remus gazed through a crack in the boarded windows and felt a rush of glee to see a gibbous moon, and then turned his striking gaze to the amazing girl beside him.
"How can I ever—" he gently snatched her in his arms, leaning in to gently kiss her. She sadly turned away, letting him kiss her chiseled cheekbone instead. For as wonderful as the werewolf boy was, she had far too many love interests already. He nodded understandingly. Sirius barked impatiently in the distance.
"Alright, we're coming." Honey shook her head and pulled Remus toward the tunnel entrance. "Oh, and before I forget—I have to warn you Remy, there are some side affects, mainly because I was a little late."
"Like..." he asked, stopping in the middle of the tunnel, eyes dimming with unease.
"Oh, it's nothing bad. You won't transform or anything!" Honey laughed reassuringly. "but you still might be a little more wolfish tonight."
"Wolfish." He repeated.
"Not that that's a bad thing. You're too nice, Remy." The reached the end of the tunnel.
"Okay," he said hesitantly. If he had had a mirror, which he didn't, he would have seen his teeth were a bit pointier than usual, his eyes were vibrant yellow, and he had now aquired a Wolverine™ hairstyle. It was was a stunningly hot look for him, but it is probably better he didn't see these things.
Using her cypress wand, Honey transfigured Remus's shabby robes into something a bit classier, and did the same for Sirius as soon as he was human again.
"An escaped covinct..." Sirius said, smirking at his costume.
"What am I supposed to be?" Remus asked, grinning at his costume.
"A muggle. Oh, put these on." She handed him a pair of dark sunglasses. She batted her eyes and moved into the moonlight. "I've had my costume planned for a long time, thanks to grandpa Dumbledore." Then, spinning dramatically, she transfigured her muggle jeans and midriff t- shirt into something all too appropriate: a black and yellow striped tube top with a black leather skirt and sheer black stockings. On her back were two wings, which shimmered as she walked. Her tawny tresses fell in endless ringlets, and from them she had charmed two sparkly antennae. "A honeybee!" she exclaimed. With Lupin on her left arm and Black on her right, Honey set- off toward the ball.