Ech, I can't believe I forgot to put up my disclaimer. Well, actually I can
because I'm a quite forgetful person, but that's besides the point. So
here's my disclaimer that counts for the other two chapters also.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Harry Potter. By Merlin's Beard, I wish I did. I only own the plot and some characters that are sprouted in my little mind. Like Catrina Figg. Guess who she is!
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Lily walked into Hogwarts and felt like she was finally home. Even though she was basically unknown amongst the other witches and wizards, she felt that she fit in here. At least she wasn't a total freak. Sure, she thought as she sat down in an empty spot at the table away from everyone else, she may be somewhat shunned, but that's the way she wanted it. Wasn't it? Looking around the Great Hall, Lily suddenly realized that it wasn't how she wanted it. That she had been blind to Amos's cruelty because she felt like someone finally noticed her. And she hadn't wanted to sacrifice that. She simply wanted to be noticed and cared for and . . . befriended.
When Lily heard the feminine murmurs around her, she didn't look up from her contemplation of the table. She didn't have to look to know who they were whispering about. They were whispering about The Marauders, the boys who she had thought could eventually become her friends. Oh how naïve she had been proved to be. Why would they want to be friends with her?
"Hey, Lils, why'd you run off like that?" Remus asked companionably as he sat down next to her and threw his arm around her shoulder. "I know we can be scary at times, but I didn't think we were that horrifying."
"Yeah, what was with that, Lils? I had to deal with a waking Peter on my own," Sirius added as he sat on the other side of her, "and that is not a pretty sight."
"On your own?" James asked as he sat across from Lily. "What are Remus and I? Chopped liver? And it was my fault Lily left. I'm sorry for it."
"It's all right, I suppose I just overreacted," Lily said, not meeting any of their eyes. She was aware that most of the people in the Great Hall were focused in on them. She was also aware that she was surrounded by three very sexually persuasive, even if they were not trying to be, boys. She was extremely uncomfortable and her face was red. Unfortunately, they noticed.
"Aww, look guys! She blushes!" Sirius exclaimed, simply beaming at the thought. "How adorable!"
"She can't be a shameless hussy after all," Remus said reasonably and squeezed her one shoulder.
"You haven't gotten me alone," Lily replied slyly, and seemed more than a little shocked at her cheeky reply.
"Yet," James said with an unmistakable twinkle in his eye that made Lily blush an even darker shade of red. She brought her gaze down to the table to avoid James's beautifully expressive eyes. Just then, an enormous explosion sounded from the front of the room. Lily looked up to see Severus Snape covered in soot and coughing madly. A broadly grinning Peter slid into the seat next to James. "Direct hit," he declared happily.
"Good one, Peter. Perfect for the first day of school," Sirius said as Remus and James gave Peter high fives.
"Good afternoon, Hogwarts students!" Professor Dumbledore announced as he stood up. Immediately all conversation and laughs stopped so they could hear the Headmaster's speech. "If Severus would kindly take his seat, we could begin the feast." Grumbling, the boy made his way to the Slytherin table and sat unhappily down. "Thank you. Now," Dumbledore said as he clapped his hands together, "you may begin the feast." Mounds of food heaped onto the gleaming plates before them and Sirius's eyes fell greedily on the chicken legs.
"Just to let you know, so this way you don't become sick," James began as Sirius piled chicken onto his plate, "Sirius is a bit obsessive about his chicken."
"Don't worry, I can be a little obsessive about my oranges," Lily said with a shrug as she grabbed one off a fruit dish. "We all have our weaknesses."
"Yeah," Remus said as he plucked a fuzzy green fruit off the same dish that Lily got her orange off of, "this is mine. I can't get enough of my kiwi. And believe me, that can prove to be a rather difficult weakness to have in England."
"What's your weakness, James?" Lily asked innocently, and was rewarded with a sly smile that had her thinking that she shouldn't have asked the question.
"My weakness? I have a certain weakness for redheaded witches," he replied, making Lily blush once again. "Oh, and sardines."
"ERGH!" Lily said disgustedly. "How can you eat those things they are so disgusting! How can you eat any type of seafood? They smell so bad!" By this time she realized that The Marauders were out and out laughing at her. She folded her arms across her chest and patiently waited for the kids to calm down.
"You seriously thought I liked sar - sardines?" James asked breathlessly, still laughing slightly.
"Yes! You dweeb!" she replied bad-temperedly and playfully hit James on the shoulder.
"Hey," James groaned, rubbing his shoulder, "that hurt."
"Uh-huh. Sure." Lily calmly went back to her orange and meticulously began peeling it.
"You don't like seafood, Lily?" Remus said and sliced a piece of his kiwi, ignoring the disgusted look Sirius threw in his direction.
"Nope. I don't like foods that smell weird."
" 'Foods that smell weird'?" Sirius asked. "Like what?"
"Like any seafood, mayonnaise, mustard, hard-boiled eggs, asparagus. Except I do eat asparagus when you get it slightly burned, but it's nice and floppy." Lily bit into a juicy segment of an orange. "Mmm, but I do like my oranges."
"So you don't eat eggsalad?"
"No way, Sirius."
"How about tuna-fish sandwiches?" James asked.
"Don't think so."
"How about potato salad?"
"That, I do eat," Lily said around a mouthful of orange. "I especially love my mother's potato salad. On barbecues -" she suddenly cut off to realign her thoughts. She didn't want to reveal too much at one time. "She makes the best."
Sirius, sensing her unease, decided to change topics. "Now my mother, she can't cook for anything. Besides, I'd be afraid that she was poisoning the food. And I can't trust the house elf either. If I had to live off their food, I would have died when I was three." To punctuate this point, he crunched healthily into his chicken.
Lily gaped at the offhandish way Sirius spoke of his apparent dislike for his mother. "That's horrible, Sirius!"
"Horrible," James agreed, "but true. I've tasted both Mrs. Black's and Kreacher's cooking, and I'm not sure if you can even call it food."
"I'll have to agree on that one," Remus said, ignoring Lily's appalled look.
"Well it's not like your mom's food is much better," Sirius said casually and caused James to spit the pumpkin juice he had just sipped back in his goblet as he sputtered with laughter. "She's a great person and all, but her cookies are hard as rock." This time Lily joined in on the laughter.
"I think I chipped a tooth once on Mrs. Potter's cookies," Remus commented matter-of-factly as Lily wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Is anybody's mother a good cook here?" she asked, slightly breathless.
"Remus's," James and Sirius replied simultaneously.
"Yeah, my mom's a cordon bleu chef compared to your parentals," Remus said as he took a sip from his goblet of pumpkin juice. "But that's not saying much."
"My mom's an okay cook," Peter said softly from his corner of the table.
"That's right," James said as he through an arm around Peter's shoulders, "Mrs. Pettigrew is probably the best cook out of all of us."
"Yeah, well wait until you taste my mom's cooking. You'll feel like you have died and gone to heaven."
"Is that an invitation, Lils?" Remus asked and was delighted by Lily's smile.
"Yeah, I guess it is." Lily had never even invited one of her friends when she was younger over her house. The idea of having friends over was rather appealing. And pleasant. Until she thought of her sister and her reaction to having wizards in the house.
"You might not want to give The Marauders such a free invitation to your household. I've heard they run rampant." Lily looked behind her to see a tall girl, about 5'9" with long brown hair pulled back in a high ponytail standing with hands sassily on her hips. Her lips were curved into a smirk, like they usually were, that clearly indicated she knew at least one person at that table pretty well.
"Cat!" Lily exclaimed as she jumped up and awkwardly hugged the girl over the bench. "Oh, I haven't seen you in so long, Cat."
"So long? Lily, darling, it was just two months ago," Cat said as she hugged Lily back. "But I know what you mean. With you not able to owl or anything . . ." Cat quickly cut off as she saw the look Lily gave her. Clearly, The Marauders didn't know anything about her friend. This didn't surprise her at all. It had taken almost three years of being in the same dormitory for Lily to loosen up and talk to her about anything other than homework. "So, how've you been?"
"Pretty good," Lily lied. "Well, maybe not. I'll tell you everything later. Sit down with us. Please."
"All right, you've convinced me." Cat sat comfortably next to James and leaned over him to grab a carrot. "I don't know why the carrots are never right near me. I always have to go miles away to get my food," she grumbled half-heartedly.
"Oh, hush, Cat. All you ever do is complain."
"Oh, be quiet, Lil. You're not complaining because you always get what you want."
"Now that, my dearest friend, is certainly not true," Lily said, gesturing to Cat with an orange segment, "and you know that for a fact." Remus, Sirius, and James all sat with triplicate looks of astonishment on their faces. Even in the short amount of time that they had gotten to know Lily Evans, they noticed that she didn't take anything casually. And here she was, casually - there was no other word for it - fighting with Cat.
"I know, I know," Cat said with a mouthful of carrot. "Just like you know I don't always complain and that I only do so because I have nothing better to do with my time."
"I know something she could do," Sirius muttered to himself.
"Oh, really, Mr. Black?" James said mischievously. He had seen how he had been looking at the girl and knew exactly what he was thinking. "And what could she do?"
"I'm sorry, I have a feeling I missed half the conversation. What did Sirius say?" Cat asked quite sincerely.
"I, uh, I was commenting on how we were never introduced. I'm Sirius Black."
"Yeah, I know who you are. Just like I know who Remus, James, and Peter are. And obviously, Remus has a preference for kiwis, which Sirius hates; Sirius has a preference for chicken, which I find rather disgusting; Peter has a preference for caramel apples, which tend to give you bad teeth; James has a preference for redheads, not sardines, and appletarts. Altogether, it seems that you guys are a pretty healthy bunch. Except Sirius.
"But what else would you expect from someone with such horrible cooking?"
At Cat's rundown of the boys' preferences, The Marauders sat dumbfounded. How did one girl know so much about them? And how did they she become friends with sweet, quiet, subdued Lily? Speaking of sweet, quiet, subdued Lily, she was most definitely cracking a rib from laughing so hard. She buried her head in Sirius's shoulder so she wouldn't fall over in helpless laughter.
"How'd you know all that?" James asked, slightly stunned. "Are you a stalker, or something?"
"No, I am not a stalker. But you might want to see about some of the other Gryffindor girls. They are pretty creepy."
"I'll make sure I watch out for them."
"So," Sirius said once Lily stopped laughing into his shoulder, "who are you anyway?"
"GASP! Don't tell you don't know who I am!" Cat said with an expression of feigned astonishment on her face. "I am the incomparable, unforgettable, exquisitely gorgeous, extremely intelligent -"
"Remarkably immodest Catrina Figg," Lily finished. "She is also my closest friend. So be nice, children."
"Us? We're always nice," Sirius pronounced, earning an elbow in the ribs.
"Yeah right, you take after your mother, Sirius," James muttered. To everyone's surprise, Sirus's face turned bright red. In anger.
"I'm nothing like my mother, and you know that for a fact."
"Hey, calm down, Padfoot," James said, holding up his hands in a gesture for peace. "I didn't mean that." When he placed a hand on his shoulder, everyone sucked in a breath, dreading the worst.
"I know, Prongs. Sorry," Sirius replied, his face slowly turning back to it's regular color.
"It was my fault, kid. I shouldn't have said it. I know that it's a sore spot for ya." Sirius just shrugged off the apology.
"It's cool."
"Um . . . o . . . kay . . ." Cat said, definitely feeling confused and left out. She didn't like the feeling. And she didn't much care for the tension around the table. "So, how was everyone's summer?" she asked hopefully, trying to break the ice.
"Okay," Sirius and James muttered at the same time, looking at their plates. Realizing they said this at the same time, the looked up and grinned hugely at each other. "Don't do that. Stop. You're scaring me. Chill. Cool it! Damn it! Merlin's beard!" They said together, then broke off in hysterical fits of laughter. Remus smiled and Peter just sat there, staring at the same place on the table he had been staring at for the last half-hour. Lily and Cat looked at each other with twin facades.
"Weird," they said at the same time. "Hey! Stop reading my mind! I told you that it is rude. Stop it! Come on, kid. Give me some slack. Cool it. Stop! You promised that you wouldn't do it anymore. But I'm not! Yes you are! It's not me! Come on! Bloody hell, can't you stop? Bat dung!" they pronounced and stopped at the same moment. Then they started cracking up, holding their stomachs and doubling over in laughter.
James, Remus, and Sirius looked at the pair, once again astonished at Lily's behavior. Could one person really change another so much? Apparently they could. And they didn't think it was a bad thing at all.
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Ech. I don't like the way I ended that chapter. But it just kept going and going and going . . . so I just ended it. Hopefully the next chapter will be better. You tell me! Read and Review! Pretty please!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Harry Potter. By Merlin's Beard, I wish I did. I only own the plot and some characters that are sprouted in my little mind. Like Catrina Figg. Guess who she is!
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Lily walked into Hogwarts and felt like she was finally home. Even though she was basically unknown amongst the other witches and wizards, she felt that she fit in here. At least she wasn't a total freak. Sure, she thought as she sat down in an empty spot at the table away from everyone else, she may be somewhat shunned, but that's the way she wanted it. Wasn't it? Looking around the Great Hall, Lily suddenly realized that it wasn't how she wanted it. That she had been blind to Amos's cruelty because she felt like someone finally noticed her. And she hadn't wanted to sacrifice that. She simply wanted to be noticed and cared for and . . . befriended.
When Lily heard the feminine murmurs around her, she didn't look up from her contemplation of the table. She didn't have to look to know who they were whispering about. They were whispering about The Marauders, the boys who she had thought could eventually become her friends. Oh how naïve she had been proved to be. Why would they want to be friends with her?
"Hey, Lils, why'd you run off like that?" Remus asked companionably as he sat down next to her and threw his arm around her shoulder. "I know we can be scary at times, but I didn't think we were that horrifying."
"Yeah, what was with that, Lils? I had to deal with a waking Peter on my own," Sirius added as he sat on the other side of her, "and that is not a pretty sight."
"On your own?" James asked as he sat across from Lily. "What are Remus and I? Chopped liver? And it was my fault Lily left. I'm sorry for it."
"It's all right, I suppose I just overreacted," Lily said, not meeting any of their eyes. She was aware that most of the people in the Great Hall were focused in on them. She was also aware that she was surrounded by three very sexually persuasive, even if they were not trying to be, boys. She was extremely uncomfortable and her face was red. Unfortunately, they noticed.
"Aww, look guys! She blushes!" Sirius exclaimed, simply beaming at the thought. "How adorable!"
"She can't be a shameless hussy after all," Remus said reasonably and squeezed her one shoulder.
"You haven't gotten me alone," Lily replied slyly, and seemed more than a little shocked at her cheeky reply.
"Yet," James said with an unmistakable twinkle in his eye that made Lily blush an even darker shade of red. She brought her gaze down to the table to avoid James's beautifully expressive eyes. Just then, an enormous explosion sounded from the front of the room. Lily looked up to see Severus Snape covered in soot and coughing madly. A broadly grinning Peter slid into the seat next to James. "Direct hit," he declared happily.
"Good one, Peter. Perfect for the first day of school," Sirius said as Remus and James gave Peter high fives.
"Good afternoon, Hogwarts students!" Professor Dumbledore announced as he stood up. Immediately all conversation and laughs stopped so they could hear the Headmaster's speech. "If Severus would kindly take his seat, we could begin the feast." Grumbling, the boy made his way to the Slytherin table and sat unhappily down. "Thank you. Now," Dumbledore said as he clapped his hands together, "you may begin the feast." Mounds of food heaped onto the gleaming plates before them and Sirius's eyes fell greedily on the chicken legs.
"Just to let you know, so this way you don't become sick," James began as Sirius piled chicken onto his plate, "Sirius is a bit obsessive about his chicken."
"Don't worry, I can be a little obsessive about my oranges," Lily said with a shrug as she grabbed one off a fruit dish. "We all have our weaknesses."
"Yeah," Remus said as he plucked a fuzzy green fruit off the same dish that Lily got her orange off of, "this is mine. I can't get enough of my kiwi. And believe me, that can prove to be a rather difficult weakness to have in England."
"What's your weakness, James?" Lily asked innocently, and was rewarded with a sly smile that had her thinking that she shouldn't have asked the question.
"My weakness? I have a certain weakness for redheaded witches," he replied, making Lily blush once again. "Oh, and sardines."
"ERGH!" Lily said disgustedly. "How can you eat those things they are so disgusting! How can you eat any type of seafood? They smell so bad!" By this time she realized that The Marauders were out and out laughing at her. She folded her arms across her chest and patiently waited for the kids to calm down.
"You seriously thought I liked sar - sardines?" James asked breathlessly, still laughing slightly.
"Yes! You dweeb!" she replied bad-temperedly and playfully hit James on the shoulder.
"Hey," James groaned, rubbing his shoulder, "that hurt."
"Uh-huh. Sure." Lily calmly went back to her orange and meticulously began peeling it.
"You don't like seafood, Lily?" Remus said and sliced a piece of his kiwi, ignoring the disgusted look Sirius threw in his direction.
"Nope. I don't like foods that smell weird."
" 'Foods that smell weird'?" Sirius asked. "Like what?"
"Like any seafood, mayonnaise, mustard, hard-boiled eggs, asparagus. Except I do eat asparagus when you get it slightly burned, but it's nice and floppy." Lily bit into a juicy segment of an orange. "Mmm, but I do like my oranges."
"So you don't eat eggsalad?"
"No way, Sirius."
"How about tuna-fish sandwiches?" James asked.
"Don't think so."
"How about potato salad?"
"That, I do eat," Lily said around a mouthful of orange. "I especially love my mother's potato salad. On barbecues -" she suddenly cut off to realign her thoughts. She didn't want to reveal too much at one time. "She makes the best."
Sirius, sensing her unease, decided to change topics. "Now my mother, she can't cook for anything. Besides, I'd be afraid that she was poisoning the food. And I can't trust the house elf either. If I had to live off their food, I would have died when I was three." To punctuate this point, he crunched healthily into his chicken.
Lily gaped at the offhandish way Sirius spoke of his apparent dislike for his mother. "That's horrible, Sirius!"
"Horrible," James agreed, "but true. I've tasted both Mrs. Black's and Kreacher's cooking, and I'm not sure if you can even call it food."
"I'll have to agree on that one," Remus said, ignoring Lily's appalled look.
"Well it's not like your mom's food is much better," Sirius said casually and caused James to spit the pumpkin juice he had just sipped back in his goblet as he sputtered with laughter. "She's a great person and all, but her cookies are hard as rock." This time Lily joined in on the laughter.
"I think I chipped a tooth once on Mrs. Potter's cookies," Remus commented matter-of-factly as Lily wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Is anybody's mother a good cook here?" she asked, slightly breathless.
"Remus's," James and Sirius replied simultaneously.
"Yeah, my mom's a cordon bleu chef compared to your parentals," Remus said as he took a sip from his goblet of pumpkin juice. "But that's not saying much."
"My mom's an okay cook," Peter said softly from his corner of the table.
"That's right," James said as he through an arm around Peter's shoulders, "Mrs. Pettigrew is probably the best cook out of all of us."
"Yeah, well wait until you taste my mom's cooking. You'll feel like you have died and gone to heaven."
"Is that an invitation, Lils?" Remus asked and was delighted by Lily's smile.
"Yeah, I guess it is." Lily had never even invited one of her friends when she was younger over her house. The idea of having friends over was rather appealing. And pleasant. Until she thought of her sister and her reaction to having wizards in the house.
"You might not want to give The Marauders such a free invitation to your household. I've heard they run rampant." Lily looked behind her to see a tall girl, about 5'9" with long brown hair pulled back in a high ponytail standing with hands sassily on her hips. Her lips were curved into a smirk, like they usually were, that clearly indicated she knew at least one person at that table pretty well.
"Cat!" Lily exclaimed as she jumped up and awkwardly hugged the girl over the bench. "Oh, I haven't seen you in so long, Cat."
"So long? Lily, darling, it was just two months ago," Cat said as she hugged Lily back. "But I know what you mean. With you not able to owl or anything . . ." Cat quickly cut off as she saw the look Lily gave her. Clearly, The Marauders didn't know anything about her friend. This didn't surprise her at all. It had taken almost three years of being in the same dormitory for Lily to loosen up and talk to her about anything other than homework. "So, how've you been?"
"Pretty good," Lily lied. "Well, maybe not. I'll tell you everything later. Sit down with us. Please."
"All right, you've convinced me." Cat sat comfortably next to James and leaned over him to grab a carrot. "I don't know why the carrots are never right near me. I always have to go miles away to get my food," she grumbled half-heartedly.
"Oh, hush, Cat. All you ever do is complain."
"Oh, be quiet, Lil. You're not complaining because you always get what you want."
"Now that, my dearest friend, is certainly not true," Lily said, gesturing to Cat with an orange segment, "and you know that for a fact." Remus, Sirius, and James all sat with triplicate looks of astonishment on their faces. Even in the short amount of time that they had gotten to know Lily Evans, they noticed that she didn't take anything casually. And here she was, casually - there was no other word for it - fighting with Cat.
"I know, I know," Cat said with a mouthful of carrot. "Just like you know I don't always complain and that I only do so because I have nothing better to do with my time."
"I know something she could do," Sirius muttered to himself.
"Oh, really, Mr. Black?" James said mischievously. He had seen how he had been looking at the girl and knew exactly what he was thinking. "And what could she do?"
"I'm sorry, I have a feeling I missed half the conversation. What did Sirius say?" Cat asked quite sincerely.
"I, uh, I was commenting on how we were never introduced. I'm Sirius Black."
"Yeah, I know who you are. Just like I know who Remus, James, and Peter are. And obviously, Remus has a preference for kiwis, which Sirius hates; Sirius has a preference for chicken, which I find rather disgusting; Peter has a preference for caramel apples, which tend to give you bad teeth; James has a preference for redheads, not sardines, and appletarts. Altogether, it seems that you guys are a pretty healthy bunch. Except Sirius.
"But what else would you expect from someone with such horrible cooking?"
At Cat's rundown of the boys' preferences, The Marauders sat dumbfounded. How did one girl know so much about them? And how did they she become friends with sweet, quiet, subdued Lily? Speaking of sweet, quiet, subdued Lily, she was most definitely cracking a rib from laughing so hard. She buried her head in Sirius's shoulder so she wouldn't fall over in helpless laughter.
"How'd you know all that?" James asked, slightly stunned. "Are you a stalker, or something?"
"No, I am not a stalker. But you might want to see about some of the other Gryffindor girls. They are pretty creepy."
"I'll make sure I watch out for them."
"So," Sirius said once Lily stopped laughing into his shoulder, "who are you anyway?"
"GASP! Don't tell you don't know who I am!" Cat said with an expression of feigned astonishment on her face. "I am the incomparable, unforgettable, exquisitely gorgeous, extremely intelligent -"
"Remarkably immodest Catrina Figg," Lily finished. "She is also my closest friend. So be nice, children."
"Us? We're always nice," Sirius pronounced, earning an elbow in the ribs.
"Yeah right, you take after your mother, Sirius," James muttered. To everyone's surprise, Sirus's face turned bright red. In anger.
"I'm nothing like my mother, and you know that for a fact."
"Hey, calm down, Padfoot," James said, holding up his hands in a gesture for peace. "I didn't mean that." When he placed a hand on his shoulder, everyone sucked in a breath, dreading the worst.
"I know, Prongs. Sorry," Sirius replied, his face slowly turning back to it's regular color.
"It was my fault, kid. I shouldn't have said it. I know that it's a sore spot for ya." Sirius just shrugged off the apology.
"It's cool."
"Um . . . o . . . kay . . ." Cat said, definitely feeling confused and left out. She didn't like the feeling. And she didn't much care for the tension around the table. "So, how was everyone's summer?" she asked hopefully, trying to break the ice.
"Okay," Sirius and James muttered at the same time, looking at their plates. Realizing they said this at the same time, the looked up and grinned hugely at each other. "Don't do that. Stop. You're scaring me. Chill. Cool it! Damn it! Merlin's beard!" They said together, then broke off in hysterical fits of laughter. Remus smiled and Peter just sat there, staring at the same place on the table he had been staring at for the last half-hour. Lily and Cat looked at each other with twin facades.
"Weird," they said at the same time. "Hey! Stop reading my mind! I told you that it is rude. Stop it! Come on, kid. Give me some slack. Cool it. Stop! You promised that you wouldn't do it anymore. But I'm not! Yes you are! It's not me! Come on! Bloody hell, can't you stop? Bat dung!" they pronounced and stopped at the same moment. Then they started cracking up, holding their stomachs and doubling over in laughter.
James, Remus, and Sirius looked at the pair, once again astonished at Lily's behavior. Could one person really change another so much? Apparently they could. And they didn't think it was a bad thing at all.
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Ech. I don't like the way I ended that chapter. But it just kept going and going and going . . . so I just ended it. Hopefully the next chapter will be better. You tell me! Read and Review! Pretty please!