Disclaimer: did I do this yet? Well, Lily's not Atrus', she's James's, and James is Charm's (aack! No more lawyers!) and JK Rowling is Queen of the Harry Potter verse.

Monikka: I'm glad you like- hey, do you want to snog someone in a time zone? Any time zone will do, I'll even let you have Tom back in the 40s! (heehee, I'm feeling awfully generous today.)

Julie: glad you like. Want to have a go at Remus sometime? I'll be nice!

Smidgeon: oh, yes, you have no idea! I'm not a huge David Thewlis fan- I was so sad! And if Sirius isn't damn fine I'll ---starts ripping papers madly----

Tessie: Sure thing! How about next chapter?

Midnight: You can sympathize with Snape, since you like him. And I don't mean like that, you sick perverts reading this! (but if you want a chapter in random, just write me, it's fun to write!)

Atrus: happy now? Hey, what's your email address? I demand that you explain to me the manner of sporks!! If you can't find it, it's

And okay, people, thank-yous are over- hoo boy, now to the easy stuff...

"James Potter, you are an unbelievable git!" shrieked Lily as she stormed out of the school, past the poor Slytherin boy completely covered in oatmeal. Behind him were the perpetrators- James Potter, still in that ridiculous scarf of his (he wouldn't take it off, no matter what, and whenever anyone mentioned it Sirius and Remus started howling with laughter!) and looking extremely disappointed, Sirius Black, laughing his mad head off, Peter Pettigrew, laughing so hard he was sitting, and Remus Lupin, looking a bit ashamed but still trying- and failing- to keep a straight face.

Lily couldn't stand the way that Gryffindor jerk behaved! What had poor Severus ever done to them, she wondered angrily, as she walked towards the abandoned Quidditch pitch. She was so glad she was a Ravenclaw. If the Sorting Hat had tried to stick her in his house, she would have gone home to Petunia in a snap!

She was still grumbling by the time she had reached a clearing of trees. Her friend Jennie (a/n: hope you're reading this!) had snogged Sirius Black about a thousand times back there, even though Lily wouldn't have touched him even if her life had depended on it. Lily could see why—that was a very secluded little section of trees, that; Lily found it useful at this particular moment.

She sat down and took a deep breath. She heard footsteps in the grass behind her and she yelled, "Potter, if you come a step further, I'm going to hex you all the way to first year!"

A voice replied. "I'm not James Potter."

She snorted a little, relieved. "Okay, then."

The person went over to sit by her. "Hey," they said. "You look pretty sad."

Lily looked up at the speaker. It was a boy, and he looked a bit concerned for her, but not as though he was scared. "Just angry, I guess."

"Well, I bet I know what would cheer you up," he said- cheerily- and pulled out his wand. Lily managed a laugh.

"What, a cheering charm?" she asked.

"Don't be silly,' he replied matter-of-factly. "Those wear off. No, what you need is pie."

Lily gaped. "Pie?"

He nodded, and asked, "What sort of pie do you like?"

Lily giggled. "You can't be serious."

"Why not? Really, what kind of pie would you like?"

Lily looked at him strangely, then said, "Lemon meringue."

He smiled and conjured up a slice of lemon meringue pie- without the plate. It landed in Lily's hand.

"Er, thanks," she said.

"Sorry," he said, apologetically, and conjured a plate. Lily put it on the plate, then looked up at him.

"I don't have a fork."

He looked outraged. "Fork?" he exclaimed. "Who needs a fork?"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a –spoon? No. Fork? Not exactly.

"This, my dear, is a spork." He informed her proudly.

"Wow. Thanks, er...." Lily thought. "You never told me your name."

"Atrus Valentein." He answered, extending his hand. Lily shook it.

"Hi. I'm Lily Evans. Thanks for the pie, the plate and the spork." She said.

"No problem." He said, and sat back as she cautiously scooped/cut a piece of pie (what's the word used when you're using a spork?) and put in her mouth.

"Mmm." She said, then swallowed. "Hey, this is really good!"

"I should hope so!" Atrus laughed. "Go ahead, eat it!"

And she did. She very much enjoyed the pie. He talked to her a bit, about Ravenclaws, and Gryffindors, and this one girl he knew who he thought was a Ravenclaw but she wouldn't tell him, and anyway, she liked Remus Lupin.

"Yeah, I used to like him," Lily said, licking the spork. "But he's been corrupted by that Potter."

Atrus nodded and let her keep eating.

When she was done, he banished the empty plate and she handed the spork to him.

"No, that's okay," he said generously, "you can keep it."

She grinned. "Really?"

"Would I lie?"

She thought about it. "Probably not. You're a Ravenclaw."

He nodded, and she pocketed the now-hers spork.

"So, wanna snog?" she asked.

"Sure," Atrus replied.

So, they snogged a bit. And snogged some more.

Later------

"Sirius, am I seeing what I think I'm seeing?" James spluttered.

"Yeah, sorry, mate," Sirius said with a shrug. "But there's still Charm."

James brightened. Considerably. They were spying on the hedges, as they had wanted to do Saturday. But Saturday had been a Hogsmeade weekend, and they had to do it Sunday instead.

Waiting to see where Sincerity and Charm came from.

Then James frowned. "They last time Remus saw Sincerity, it was Christmas vacation, right? So what if we don't see them again until next year?"

Sirius grinned. "Feel jealous of the guy snogging Lily."

So James did. He was insanely jealous. (a/n: I have a quirky writing style in this one, but I'm trying to appease crazy/charismatic Ravenclaw boys everywhere!!)

Later still-----

Atrus and Lily broke away, and Lily was happier than any Cheering charm could have made her.

"Thanks for the pie, the spork, and the snog!" Lily called back to him as she left.

"Yep!" Atrus called back. Then, whistling a song that neither James nor Sirius had ever heard before (a/n: Weasely Is Our King! He must've learned the tune from Luna cos I sure as hell don't know it.), he walked to the spot behind the hedges where Sincerity and Charm had come from.

James and Sirius watched intently. POOF! A very frazzled looking girl in a black skirt and shirt with dress robes over it appeared, arms folded and sulking.

Atrus stopped whistling. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," she replied. I'm just mad that I have a major writer's block."

"Sincerity, you write about two chapters a day, besides the weekend," he insisted. "Stop fussing. I had fun."

She scowled at him. "Aw, just go home. I have to think of some way to end this chapter within the next page."

Atrus shrugged and POP! Disapparated.

Sincerity walked over to the hedges. "Hey, James, Sirius," she called. "I know you're in there, come out."

They did.

"What the-?" James started but she put her hand over his mouth bossily, like an older sister. A bit like how Bellatrix treated Sirius, actually.

"Don't say a word," she warned, then turned to Sirius. "Don't worry, you're next. And then maybe you'll be next again."

James frowned. Sirius grinned.

"I get to snog twice! Ha!"

"Yes, probably more than that, but it's partially because you have more than one girl to snog." Sincerity said casually. Sirius looked smug, then upset, then confused.

"Is that a good thing?" he asked.

James started laughing, so Sincerity took her hand away.

"Anyway, I'll see you guys," she said, walking away.

"Wait!" Sirius called. She turned.

"Are you gonna visit Remus again?" James asked. She smiled.

"Maybe, but he might get a few other visits first," she replied, then POOF! She vanished.

Sirius and James were eager to get back to Hogwarts.

"I wonder what Remus'll say," said James, excited.

Meanwhile-----

"I wonder what Remus'll say, too," sighed Sincerity Inkwell, staring at her BTT folder in anguish. "Oh, man......"

The end, again. And yes, Sirius and Tessie are next chapter. I need more pairings for this one, and maybe not just for the Marauders? Sevvie's getting lonely—okay, no throwing of rotten food, that's bad form!!