I'm. . . Not in a good mood. At all. I'm really depressed, actually.

But. . . Hmm. Thanks a million to everyone who reviewed, still. I love reading them.

And – here's the next chapter. Yeah. Enjoy, and stuff.

James' POV

After Sirius dragged Lily out of the library, I decided I may as well leave. I'd only been in there to try and forget about her anyway, and that hadn't helped.

I walked slowly back to the Common Room, just. . . thinking.

Why did I fall for Lily? I hadn't even known her till a few weeks ago. . . well, not personally. She'd always been one of those people you saw around. The popular sixth year with the copper curls, which was never seen without a group of friends.

And then we met. And she's just so perfect. Not annoyingly perfect like those people who make you want to throw up, but. . . I don't know.

She has her flaws of course, but she still seems perfect.

"Hi," Peter greeted me, when I threw my bag onto the floor in front of a couch.

"Hey. You know where Sirius is?"

"Nope."

"I do," Remus said, walking up behind me. "He's with Lily."

"With Lily?" I repeated, but right on cue Sirius walked down the stairs leading to the girls dorms.

Not looking too good, I might add.

"Padf-?" I started, but he shook his head firmly.

"Forget it James. I broke up with her, she's all yours. You swoop in there and be her shoulder to cry on. I'll see you later," he muttered, walking straight up towards our dorm.

I sighed in frustration and threw myself back onto a couch. "Why did I open my big mouth?" I snapped.

Peter flinched, but Remus just looked thoughtful. "Well. . . don't you feel better?"

"Why would I feel better?"

"I don't know. It was either you let Sirius know how you felt, or you just had to act as if nothing was happening."

"Yeah. But. Now Sirius is upset, Lily is upset, and I'm not the happiest of people either!"

Lily's POV

I knew something was going on!

Argh! I hate that Sirius Black.

Oh, but I shouldn't really. After all, it's 'complicated'.

Did he seriously think that'd help? Stupid lines!

Phew, okay. I need to calm down. Or scream into a pillow.

I'm not upset. I'm. . . angry. He gets bored. Ugh.

"What happened?" Tess asked sympathetically, entering the dorm again. Helen followed her.

"I now hate the Marauders, that's what happened," I replied.

Helen sighed and sat down next to me, as did Tess. "So. . ." Tess said thoughtfully, biting her lip. "You hate all the Marauders?"

Oh yeah. She's still all hung on James.

I sighed loudly. "Yes. Or. . . Oh, I don't know. I can't believe Sirius!"

"Why? Did James tell you something when you went to talk to him?"

"No."

"So you talked to Sirius?"

"No. Sirius talked to me," I said stubbornly.

"Oh."

"Then again. . . He did say James told him not to hurt me," I said thoughtfully, my tone softening a little. "That. . . I dunno."

"Well, that's good, isn't it?" Tess cried. "No, I know that sounds really selfish of me but I don't mean it in the 'oh-it-doesn't-matter-if-James-is-still-perfect-then' way. I mean, James is on your side. Isn't he?"

"No. . . He's Sirius' best friend!" I cried.

Sirius' POV

I can't believe I broke up with her.

No, I can't believe I made her hate me. I could've at least been her friend!

I kicked my trunk and fell forward onto my bed, my head burying itself into the duvet.

I wonder if James has gone to see her. . . I wonder if she'll talk to him. . . I wonder what he'll say. . . I wonder what she'll say. . . I wonder what she's thinking about me. . .

Well, that one's obvious.

I sighed and sat up again, absent mindedly taking my broom out of my trunk.

May as well go for a fly. I've got nothing better to do. I don't really feel like talking to anybody. . . especially James. And he'll most probably be up here soon.

Lily's POV

I hate Transfiguration. I was sat cross legged on a chair in my Common Room at 1 o'clock in the morning, trying desperately to finish my homework for class that day.

Tess and Helen were with me, lazing back on chairs while I concentrated as much as I could.

I glanced up briefly from my parchment as a group of boys from the seventh year entered through the Portrait Hole. I watched them for a few seconds.

Funny. . . a little bit of deja vu going on. . . only this time when I saw noticed who the four boys were I looked quickly back at my paper, refusing to look at any of them.

It had only been a few days. Sirius had tried to talk to me a few times, but I just ignored him. After all, he might get bored of our conversation or something, and we don't want that, now.

Still, I felt a pang. I was in this exact same position a few weeks ago. Only then I had a certain Marauder prepared to help me. Now I hated that certain Marauder.

Hmm.

You know, I think Sirius and James have had a fight. Because Sirius seems a bit. . . er, annoyed?

Whatever, he's not communicating with James much. And James just looks frustrated.

Aww. Trouble in paradise for the most popular boys in school? Something caused a little argument?

What a shame.