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A/N: Peter is going to be more and more evil, yes, I did warn you. No, changes are too late. All will be explained in time, be patient.
Peter had informed Snape about his initiation. He had been pleased with Snape's jealous and pitying response. It made him feel like he wasn't just a little minion of the marauders. No. That he would never be again, a stupid little boy who takes every bit of fool's gold that falls from James's mouth and worships it. He was Peter Pettigrew, Death Eater.
Peter also had gotten Snape to help him in accomplishing the Dark Lord's task. The first attempt was scheduled to begin on the first weekend at breakfast. Now that the time had come Peter was acting like he had rather too much caffeine in his system, or perhaps something stronger.
Peter was an early riser compared to his Gryffindor dorm mates. He was sitting at breakfast on that Saturday, the Great Hall relatively empty when he heard it.
"Snape," a cool girl's voice spoke.
"Evans," Snape's replied.
"What are you doing here?" Lily's said.
"I want to talk to you," Snape replied.
"About...?" Suspicion entered Lily's voice.
"James. I don't think he really loves you anymore. He tried to rape a Slytherin second year, looks like he's getting pretty desperate to you?" Snape said.
"Is she alright?" Lily asked.
"It wasn't a she. He's just using you as his cover. I've heard Sirius telling him how much he loves him, I'm sure you've heard them too. The pair of them are always laughing and running off places together. You've seen them. I just don't want you to get hurt, Lily," Snape concluded, his footsteps retreating.
Lily stared after the Slytherin. Was he telling the truth? James had never been anything but loyal and loving to her, but if his long 'obsession' was nothing but concealment? She decided a little eavesdropping was in order, and returned to the Gryffindor tower just as the sixth year boys were waking up. She thanked whoever started the long-standing tradition of them talking to each other until they were almost awake as she listened at their door.
"Morning, Padfoot," James said.
"M'ing 'Mesy," said a voice that Lily guessed was Sirius's.
"James?" Lupin spoke this time.
"He..." James broke off, laughing to himself, "He said, 'Morning Jamesy.' He's always been one for over affectionate gestures in the morning."
"'oo 'oo," Sirius mumbled.
"I'm guessing that was something along the lines of 'you too'? Right, James?" Lupin asked.
"You're getting better at mumble translation, Moony. We all could start talking in it so that the whole entire school gets confused. Imagine, Flitwick asking a question and getting 'ish fi' as an answer," James said.
Lily smiled as the dormitory burst into laughter, she loved their laughs, Sirius like a dog barking, Lupin's little chuckle, and James's deep booming laugh, Peter was slightly annoying with his squeaks, but he seemed absent that morning.
"'Sey?" Sirius spoke, slightly breathless from laughter.
"Sir'?" James replied.
"I l'v 'oo," Sirius said.
"Me too, Padfoot," James had stopped feeling strange with Sirius's overly affectionate nature, which was shown in his large dog Animagus form, "Speaking of which, do you know any victims for toe biting socks? If I give them to Peter would take be too evil?"
"Evil? No. I'm not sure what evil is, but it's not you," Lupin replied.
Lily didn't want to hear the rest; she went up to her dormitory, her eyes flooding with tears. Snape was right. James and Sirius loved each other, they admitted it, she heard, she was just being used by James. She also had grown to love him, or the James that he showed to her. Their brief friendship had been too brief for Lily, but she was all too ready to end what she thought had been there.
She hadn't eaten breakfast and forgot lunch. Sarah, or Sara as she was now calling herself, had transferred to some other magic school, Lily had forgotten which one, along with her friend Erika. Lily had never been very friendly with the girls in her year, still wondered how they got into Gryffindor, or Hogwarts either, even though they were pretty good at beauty spells.
Lily had only cried for forty-three seconds, after that it was mute shock. She was now re-reading some long boring book called The Rise of the Dark Arts and wondering which students had fallen, and would fall, under darkness' alluring illusion. Reading had always interested her, but now it was just to give her mind something to do other than act like a broken record playing Snape's words back, or worse, the Marauders' conversation, until she felt like she'd go mad.
She hardly looked up as one of the sixth year girls walked in, one of the blonde, blue-eyed, anorexic, tall ones. Wait. They were all like that, all four of them. When a note was stuck on top of her reading she looked up.
"What...?" Lily asked.
"James," the girl paused and sighed, "Potter wanted me to give you this. He..." she looked about to collapse, "and Sirius spoke to me!"
"Thank you."
"No. Thank you. I hear that he talks to you all the time, I'm so jealous," with a fake smile to complete her speech the girl left.
"If only you knew..." Lily spoke coolly, pulling out her wand and burning the parchment on which James had sprawled a note, the words 'I love you, hope you feel better' black against the orange flame. She felt only hatred and mistrust for him, and did not care whatever lies he had to utter.
(A/N: Back to James, Sirius and Remus... and perhaps Peter.)
"Sirius?" James asked.
"James?" Sirius replied.
"Have you seen Lily at all today?"
"No, if you haven't seen her I definitely will not have. Seeing that I've been with you since we left the dormitory, and you're the one you always is watching her," Sirius smirked.
"She was going to eat breakfast with us today, but she wasn't at lunch either," James's hazel eyes widened with sincere concern.
"So that explains our extended lunch."
"I'm getting worried, is she sick? She already checked the Hospital Wing, she wasn't there," James seemed to ignore Sirius.
"Write her a note. Your owl will get it to her. Or better, get one of the sixth year girls to take it to her," Sirius said.
"I wouldn't know which ones are in her year," James said.
"You wouldn't. You write the note, I'll find the post woman," Sirius replied.
"OK," James found a quill, ink, and a piece of parchment.
'Lily, I am writing to inquire on your well being. Seeing that you missed both our scheduled breakfast meeting and lunch, and are not currently in the Hospital Wing, I checked on that one. If you're mad at me, whatever it was, I'm so very sorry. Ask and I'll explain, there's nothing I don't want you to know. I love you, hope you feel better. James'
"Ready, James?" Sirius asked.
"Sure..." James looked up, seeing Sirius accompanied by a tall, thin, blonde haired, blue eyed thing. It, she, wasn't even remotely attractive to James, but she smiled and tried to looked attracted for him.
"You want me to give a letter to Lily Evans? Sure! I'll do anything for you!" the thing spoke, accompanied by slight shaking of her head, making her hair flip around.
"Yes. Give it to Lily for me, please?"
"Anything for you, and even more anything because Sirius asked me too!" her voice had a high excited little girl quality to it. Turning, the thing went up the girl's dormitory stairs, at that point James and Sirius went to go play Quidditch and begin plans for the full moon.
"Who was that... thing," James asked.
"A sixth year Gryffindor girl," Sirius replied.
"How would you know?"
"There are three others who look almost exactly like her, I had to find out who the four clones were... turned out they share a dormitory with Lily. Poor thing, now that Sara without an 'h' has gone to school somewhere else with Erika with a 'k' she's stuck living with four... things," Sirius explained.
"Poor girl. No wonder she spent all her time talking to you," James said.
"Talking to me?! What are you talking about! She spent at least half the time talking to you, a quarter of it talking to Remus, then divided to rest between me, Wormtail and her mind," Sirius said, rather shocked.
"I guess I'm rather possessive of her, is that bad? Since she isn't 'mine' or anything? Why am I jealous?"
"You are such an idiot. You love her."
"Who do you love?" James asked.
"Love? as in you and Lily? Me? No one, all the girls I go near are to... let's leave it at prone to act like things," Sirius said.
"You just need to chose them better."
"Humph. Just because the prettiest, smartest, least-thing-like girl in school is in love with you doesn't mean you have to gloat!"
"She's... what? If you're serious I'm going to figure out how to break past the stupid founders' spell that makes it impossible to me to go talk to Lily..." James said.
"That's what I call myself, but it isn't what I am right now. Let's figure out how to get into the girls' dormitory anyway?"
"Bad pun. Overused pun. That's our task, now, isn't it? We can get into the kitchens, out of the grounds, turn into animals, and act like idiots, what else do we want?" James replied.
"You want a certain red-head to love you."
"You're too obsessed with my love life, I'm going to set you up with a girl for the first Hogsmeade weekend," James said.
"Not that I need help finding one, but if you would like to, go ahead," Sirius said in his overly confident way.
"But it'll be more fun, if you're lucky I'll find a girl even prettier than the one who gave Lily the letter," James said just in time for the girl to hear him.
Unknowingly James had gained a completely obsessed fan, Sirius had gotten afraid of James's choice for him, and Lily had lost her only friendships in Hogwarts.
A/N: Peter is going to be more and more evil, yes, I did warn you. No, changes are too late. All will be explained in time, be patient.
Peter had informed Snape about his initiation. He had been pleased with Snape's jealous and pitying response. It made him feel like he wasn't just a little minion of the marauders. No. That he would never be again, a stupid little boy who takes every bit of fool's gold that falls from James's mouth and worships it. He was Peter Pettigrew, Death Eater.
Peter also had gotten Snape to help him in accomplishing the Dark Lord's task. The first attempt was scheduled to begin on the first weekend at breakfast. Now that the time had come Peter was acting like he had rather too much caffeine in his system, or perhaps something stronger.
Peter was an early riser compared to his Gryffindor dorm mates. He was sitting at breakfast on that Saturday, the Great Hall relatively empty when he heard it.
"Snape," a cool girl's voice spoke.
"Evans," Snape's replied.
"What are you doing here?" Lily's said.
"I want to talk to you," Snape replied.
"About...?" Suspicion entered Lily's voice.
"James. I don't think he really loves you anymore. He tried to rape a Slytherin second year, looks like he's getting pretty desperate to you?" Snape said.
"Is she alright?" Lily asked.
"It wasn't a she. He's just using you as his cover. I've heard Sirius telling him how much he loves him, I'm sure you've heard them too. The pair of them are always laughing and running off places together. You've seen them. I just don't want you to get hurt, Lily," Snape concluded, his footsteps retreating.
Lily stared after the Slytherin. Was he telling the truth? James had never been anything but loyal and loving to her, but if his long 'obsession' was nothing but concealment? She decided a little eavesdropping was in order, and returned to the Gryffindor tower just as the sixth year boys were waking up. She thanked whoever started the long-standing tradition of them talking to each other until they were almost awake as she listened at their door.
"Morning, Padfoot," James said.
"M'ing 'Mesy," said a voice that Lily guessed was Sirius's.
"James?" Lupin spoke this time.
"He..." James broke off, laughing to himself, "He said, 'Morning Jamesy.' He's always been one for over affectionate gestures in the morning."
"'oo 'oo," Sirius mumbled.
"I'm guessing that was something along the lines of 'you too'? Right, James?" Lupin asked.
"You're getting better at mumble translation, Moony. We all could start talking in it so that the whole entire school gets confused. Imagine, Flitwick asking a question and getting 'ish fi' as an answer," James said.
Lily smiled as the dormitory burst into laughter, she loved their laughs, Sirius like a dog barking, Lupin's little chuckle, and James's deep booming laugh, Peter was slightly annoying with his squeaks, but he seemed absent that morning.
"'Sey?" Sirius spoke, slightly breathless from laughter.
"Sir'?" James replied.
"I l'v 'oo," Sirius said.
"Me too, Padfoot," James had stopped feeling strange with Sirius's overly affectionate nature, which was shown in his large dog Animagus form, "Speaking of which, do you know any victims for toe biting socks? If I give them to Peter would take be too evil?"
"Evil? No. I'm not sure what evil is, but it's not you," Lupin replied.
Lily didn't want to hear the rest; she went up to her dormitory, her eyes flooding with tears. Snape was right. James and Sirius loved each other, they admitted it, she heard, she was just being used by James. She also had grown to love him, or the James that he showed to her. Their brief friendship had been too brief for Lily, but she was all too ready to end what she thought had been there.
She hadn't eaten breakfast and forgot lunch. Sarah, or Sara as she was now calling herself, had transferred to some other magic school, Lily had forgotten which one, along with her friend Erika. Lily had never been very friendly with the girls in her year, still wondered how they got into Gryffindor, or Hogwarts either, even though they were pretty good at beauty spells.
Lily had only cried for forty-three seconds, after that it was mute shock. She was now re-reading some long boring book called The Rise of the Dark Arts and wondering which students had fallen, and would fall, under darkness' alluring illusion. Reading had always interested her, but now it was just to give her mind something to do other than act like a broken record playing Snape's words back, or worse, the Marauders' conversation, until she felt like she'd go mad.
She hardly looked up as one of the sixth year girls walked in, one of the blonde, blue-eyed, anorexic, tall ones. Wait. They were all like that, all four of them. When a note was stuck on top of her reading she looked up.
"What...?" Lily asked.
"James," the girl paused and sighed, "Potter wanted me to give you this. He..." she looked about to collapse, "and Sirius spoke to me!"
"Thank you."
"No. Thank you. I hear that he talks to you all the time, I'm so jealous," with a fake smile to complete her speech the girl left.
"If only you knew..." Lily spoke coolly, pulling out her wand and burning the parchment on which James had sprawled a note, the words 'I love you, hope you feel better' black against the orange flame. She felt only hatred and mistrust for him, and did not care whatever lies he had to utter.
(A/N: Back to James, Sirius and Remus... and perhaps Peter.)
"Sirius?" James asked.
"James?" Sirius replied.
"Have you seen Lily at all today?"
"No, if you haven't seen her I definitely will not have. Seeing that I've been with you since we left the dormitory, and you're the one you always is watching her," Sirius smirked.
"She was going to eat breakfast with us today, but she wasn't at lunch either," James's hazel eyes widened with sincere concern.
"So that explains our extended lunch."
"I'm getting worried, is she sick? She already checked the Hospital Wing, she wasn't there," James seemed to ignore Sirius.
"Write her a note. Your owl will get it to her. Or better, get one of the sixth year girls to take it to her," Sirius said.
"I wouldn't know which ones are in her year," James said.
"You wouldn't. You write the note, I'll find the post woman," Sirius replied.
"OK," James found a quill, ink, and a piece of parchment.
'Lily, I am writing to inquire on your well being. Seeing that you missed both our scheduled breakfast meeting and lunch, and are not currently in the Hospital Wing, I checked on that one. If you're mad at me, whatever it was, I'm so very sorry. Ask and I'll explain, there's nothing I don't want you to know. I love you, hope you feel better. James'
"Ready, James?" Sirius asked.
"Sure..." James looked up, seeing Sirius accompanied by a tall, thin, blonde haired, blue eyed thing. It, she, wasn't even remotely attractive to James, but she smiled and tried to looked attracted for him.
"You want me to give a letter to Lily Evans? Sure! I'll do anything for you!" the thing spoke, accompanied by slight shaking of her head, making her hair flip around.
"Yes. Give it to Lily for me, please?"
"Anything for you, and even more anything because Sirius asked me too!" her voice had a high excited little girl quality to it. Turning, the thing went up the girl's dormitory stairs, at that point James and Sirius went to go play Quidditch and begin plans for the full moon.
"Who was that... thing," James asked.
"A sixth year Gryffindor girl," Sirius replied.
"How would you know?"
"There are three others who look almost exactly like her, I had to find out who the four clones were... turned out they share a dormitory with Lily. Poor thing, now that Sara without an 'h' has gone to school somewhere else with Erika with a 'k' she's stuck living with four... things," Sirius explained.
"Poor girl. No wonder she spent all her time talking to you," James said.
"Talking to me?! What are you talking about! She spent at least half the time talking to you, a quarter of it talking to Remus, then divided to rest between me, Wormtail and her mind," Sirius said, rather shocked.
"I guess I'm rather possessive of her, is that bad? Since she isn't 'mine' or anything? Why am I jealous?"
"You are such an idiot. You love her."
"Who do you love?" James asked.
"Love? as in you and Lily? Me? No one, all the girls I go near are to... let's leave it at prone to act like things," Sirius said.
"You just need to chose them better."
"Humph. Just because the prettiest, smartest, least-thing-like girl in school is in love with you doesn't mean you have to gloat!"
"She's... what? If you're serious I'm going to figure out how to break past the stupid founders' spell that makes it impossible to me to go talk to Lily..." James said.
"That's what I call myself, but it isn't what I am right now. Let's figure out how to get into the girls' dormitory anyway?"
"Bad pun. Overused pun. That's our task, now, isn't it? We can get into the kitchens, out of the grounds, turn into animals, and act like idiots, what else do we want?" James replied.
"You want a certain red-head to love you."
"You're too obsessed with my love life, I'm going to set you up with a girl for the first Hogsmeade weekend," James said.
"Not that I need help finding one, but if you would like to, go ahead," Sirius said in his overly confident way.
"But it'll be more fun, if you're lucky I'll find a girl even prettier than the one who gave Lily the letter," James said just in time for the girl to hear him.
Unknowingly James had gained a completely obsessed fan, Sirius had gotten afraid of James's choice for him, and Lily had lost her only friendships in Hogwarts.