I just realized that I never put a disclaimer in here. sorry!

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disclaimer: hah, that isn't even my disclaimer. I liked it though. and it's going to have to do for the rest of the story! Everyone can simply see chapter 4 for it!!!

oh, and thank you SO much to everyone who reviewed! you guys rock. Felicity- yeah, I sort-of caught that, but then. I'm not sure. heh, I guess it just confused me. anyway, thanks so much! L/J fics rock. And I'm REALLY sorry that this took me FOREVER to get up. I've been wicked busy, and then the holidays are suddenly upon us, and now I have some more free time. so here you go!

What you don't know

Lily sat herself at the Gryffindor table for lunch across from Hestia and Alice, rolling her eyes. 'I don't believe Zinc! I spent the rest of that period in the library, doing the blasted essay she assigned due tomorrow. I mean, I can't even do it tonight, what with my blasted detention!'
Hestia and Alice exchanged looks. 'What?' Lily asked, annoyed.
'Nothing,' the exclaimed at the same time.
'Sure,' Lily narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
'So who are you going to the ball with, Lily'?' Alice asked hastily.
'I don't know. what about you?'
'Frank. are you going with your "mystery man", Hess?' Alice asked, turning to Hestia. She blushed and nodded.
'So, that leaves you Lils.?'
'Oh, I may just go solo,' Lily shrugged.
'What? Why?'
'I don't think there's anyone in this school I'd really like to go with.' Lily explained in a casual manner.
'You're lying,' Hestia proclaimed, studying Lily carefully, who glared back.
'Well, maybe the person I like wouldn't want to go with me ever, and I'm just not lucky and beautiful and amazing like you two so I don't just get dates easily, so lets not pick on me, okay?' Lily snapped, not caring that she was taking her anger and frustration out on her two best friends.
They exchanged looks once more, and Lily did her best to ignore them, shoveling the last of her food into the mouth. Without another word she stood up and exited the great hall, flinging her bag over her shoulder and not looking back.

*

'STOP!' James yelled in frustration. 'I don't want to go with anyone!'
'Liar,' Remus said, looking up from his book. James narrowed his eyes.
'No, I'm not.. I want to go with one person, and she doesn't have the biggest crush on me ever, so, I'm sorry-- I'll go stag on this one,'
'Hey. Prongs. going stag.' Sirius grinned cheerfully. Remus snorted and James glared at him.
'Not funny, Padfoot,' he told Sirius.
'I thought that it was,' Sirius mock-pouted. James rolled his eyes.
'Look, I'm going to go finish some homework. Stupid Zinc, assigning me a detention,'
Remus and Sirius exchanged looks, Sirius' a little too gleeful.
'What?' James queried sullenly.
'Nothing,' they chimed together. James groaned and left the common room in a hurry, not caring that he had left behind his bag.

Not caring, that is, until he was somewhere in the maze of Hogwart's corridors and had no way of doing his homework. Therefore, he reasoned, it wasn't hurting anyone for him to slip outside and go for a walk.

*

Lily couldn't concentrate. Nothing grated on her nerves like being unable to finish schoolwork. The library had never seemed so small and noisy, the people so petty. She wanted to get out of here, and she reasoned it was okay because she wasn't getting any work done anyway.
She stuffed her books into her bag and fled.

Unconsciously, she made her way outside. 'Maybe I can do some work outside or something,' she muttered to herself. She sat down under a large beech tree, pulling out a textbook and attempting to read.
'This is so stupid,' she told herself.

*
James didn't want to meet anyone as he wasn't feeling very social. He made his way to the beech tree situated near the lake. Spotting a red- headed person, he climbed the tree in a hurry, not wanting to be seen,
The person came closer, entering his field of vision, and sat down. 'Crikey,' James murmured. 'Lily!'
She pulled out a textbook, and flipped through it absently. Then she closed it with a snap, muttering something to herself. James pulled his wand from his pocket and muttered a listening charm.
Lily lay down beneath the tree, her green eyes staring up into the leafy boughs above her. The same leafy boughs that James was sitting in right now. If she saw him, there would be murder. she would hate him forever. and yet, he had no choice but to stay here.
Lily's eyes suddenly narrowed suspiciously and she jumped up. 'You DORK!' she cried, and James felt his stomach jump. Crikey, he thought, she meant me! 'Come down RIGHT now!'
James lowered himself from this tree, his head bowed, partly from shame and partly as protection from the spells or fists he was sure were going to come hurling at him. Lily, however, seemed too mad for this.
'You idiot! What is this, spy on Lily time? Can't I go ANYWHERE, and get ANY peace without YOU interrupting it! Why are you always there? It's like you're stalking me!'
James felt the familiar fury rise up inside of him. 'You are SUCH a hypocrite! Calling me conceited, acting as though I think that everything happens to me and because of me! Look at you, listen to yourself for once! Just because I HAPPEN to be in a tree- obviously before you even get there- you decide that I'm spying on you! What, do you think I like you or something? Why on earth would I stalk YOU? If I wanted to stalk someone, trust me-' James came abruptly to a halt. Merlin, he was an idiot. Why did he say these stupid things? Why, why, why? Especially when he didn't mean any of it! Okay, well, It was frustrating that she called him conceited and then acted like the world was revolving around herself, and it was embarrassing that she thought he was spying on her, but, honestly- why did he have to go on so much?
'Yes?' Lily questioned, her voice soft and dangerous. James winced, wishing he could apologize and take it all back, take everything back, and then change schools to avoid the acute embarrassment he was already beginning to feel. No, James Potter was proud, for better or for worse, and he would not apologize. Not yet.
'If,' he began, 'I wanted to stalk someone, I might choose someone who appreciated it more,'
That seemed, to him, like something that could get them out of this mess and end the argument. But either Lily was enjoying this, or she was too used to taking everything he said in the worst way.
'Appreciated it? And you call ME conceited! Who on earth would appreciate being stalked by YOU? You're pathetic, Potter! An absolute disgrace to the wizarding population!'
'At least I'm PART of the wizarding population,' James snapped, regretting his words as they left his mouth. Crap, crap, crap-- I DIDN'T MEAN THAT! he wanted to yell. But he didn't. Couldn't.
Lily went white. Her eyes bore into him, and her face showed she was absolutely disgusted. He couldn't agree more. That comment was completely below him. Instead of yelling back, Lily turned on her heel and left, her robes billowing out behind her and her braid whipping to the side. James sank to the ground beneath the tree.
'You left your book,' he whispered. 'And I'm sorry. Really, really sorry,' * * *
Sirius was attempting to make it through the assigned chapter for homework. Normally, he never bothered with the stuff, but Moony had bet him ten galleons that Sirius couldn't go all his homework for a week, and Sirius was up to it. Not that it was intellectually beyond him, but some of his muggle friends had told him he had ADD. Sirius wasn't sure what that was, but Lily (with a roll of her eyes) had mentioned something about attention. And a lack of it.
Whatever, that suited him. Prongs often said (in a frustrated voice and an eye roll to challenge Lily's) that Sirius had the attention span of a fly. On his good days.
Was there something so wrong with liking adventure? In hating to be locked up? Classrooms could be torture for him. an hour, sometimes more, on the SAME subject? It was his DUTY to make things more interesting, both for himself and for the class.
Well, that was how he saw it.
The door to the boys dormitory (in a desperate effort to save his reputation, Sirius had fled from the common room while he did his homework. The stunned expressions and mock (or so he hoped) faints did the job well enough) swung open and Prongs walked in, his face as pale as that one time Sirius had told Snape about the way to stop the Willow from whomping and when to go and how it would help Snape, and that really was stupid and Prongs had gone all white just like now and he hadn't talked to Sirius for a month, because he was so mad and---
Is it possible, he wondered, to have run-on thoughts?
Dang it, Prongs still looked upset. Probably has to do with Lily, Sirius thought with a snicker. Those two were hilarious, fighting like cats and dogs. Actually, Pronsg was the stage, and not the dog. Sirius was the dog, but he didn't really fight with the girl. So that metaphor was out-- Prongs didn't even grace him with a glare. Crap, something's up.
'Prongs, mate, what is it?
Prongs just sank to his bed, putting his head in his hands. 'Well,' he muttered to the floor (Sirius scooted quickly over to listen) 'Evans and I both agree on something,'
'What, that her name is Lily?' Wormtail piped up from his bed. Sirius glared at him. Did that guy have ANY idea of when things were important?
'No,' Prongs scowled. 'That I'm a complete and utter idiot and should be killed,'
'Well, we all knew Lily already thought that, but when did you?' Sirius asked, trying to make his best friend laugh. Prongs didn't even look up.
'A few minutes ago. When I practically called her a mudblood,'
'What?' Moony looked up in shock. 'Practically?'
'Well she said that I was a disgrace to the wizarding population and then I said that at least I was part of the wizarding population, and, um, yeah,' he ended lamely.
Sirius whistled. 'Wow, mate. That's low. I'd say you owe her an apology- and tonight's detention is the very time to do it, eh?'
Prongs froze. Apparently, he had forgotten about the detention and the "quality" time Lily and he would have together. Maybe, Sirius thought, they would be lucky and get assigned something they could do separately.
But he doubted it.