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Remus stumbled down to breakfast, absently inserting himself between Peter and James in the chatter of the great hall. His three best friends eyed him worriedly.

"Remus, you look like someone ran you over with a combine harvester," James said concernedly.

"A what-now?" asked Sirius curiously, Peter mirroring his look.

James shook his head sharply showing there were more important things at hand. Remus, for example.

"It's nothing," replied the brown-haired Gryffindor vaguely trying to butter his toast with some pumpkin-juice.

"Well it doesn't seem to be nothing," Sirius answered, replacing the glass of pumpkin-juice with the plate of butter.

"Honestly, I'm just not getting enough sleep."

"Maybe that's because you never come to bed," suggested James, watching his friend closely.

"I slept in the common room," Remus lied, wishing to God that he'd never been cursed. "I have to go now. See you later." With that he exited the hall, still starving, but unable to face his friend's questions any longer. If they knew about him, they'd never stay friends with him anyway.

The three remaining Marauder's watched him go, exchanging worried looks. There was a great deal of investigating needed to be done.

Sirius glanced along the table and caught a familiar glint of red hair. "There, that girl," he pointed out to James. His friend followed his finger.

"Yes, I see her," replied James eyeing the girl carefully. She was very pretty.

"Do you know what her name is?"

James shrugged. "She's in our year isn't she?"

"Yeah, she's the one I had detention with last night."

"Ooh," exclaimed his friend, winking at Sirius insinuatingly.

Usually he would have played along, but this time he shook his head, remembering the girl's anger at him. What could he have done to make her than furious?

"No, nothing happened, except her getting really angry."

"Why what'd you do," questioned James curiously.

"That's the thing, I have no idea."

"She's Lily Evans, isn't she?" inquired Peter from behind a mound of pancakes. Both James and Sirius had momentarily forgotten about him.

"Yes," agreed Sirius slowly. "How did you know?"

"Well she is in practically all our classes. And we were pretty nasty to her in second year." He stated offhandedly.

Sirius thought very hard and indistinctly remembered a flash of red hair and pale skin. Yes, he remembered now, a skinny little thing, quiet as a mouse. He looked up and saw her - she hadn't changed that much. Still skinny, her red hair may have brightened a little, but this only served to enhance the paleness of her pallor.

He couldn't forget how she'd spoken to him though, like she couldn't care what he thought of her, or, indeed, what he said to her.

Unbeknownst to the three marauders and Lily, she was being watched from another corner of the hall also. Severus Snape studied her shrewdly from the depths of the Slytherin table.

Lucius Malfoy glanced down at the dark-haired fourth year coldly. "What are you watching the Gryffindor table for?" he inquired, pushing silver hair behind his ears.

Snape jerked out of his perusal of the redhead. "Just trying to see whether Potter and Black have mysteriously vanished yet," he covered with barely a flicker of an eyelid.

Lucius was two years above, in sixth year, and already heavily involved in the dark arts. Rumour had it that he had already made his first kill. "I thought you were looking at the mudblood bitch." Malfoy also didn't miss anything.

"She insulted me in the hall yesterday," Severus shrugged. "I was thinking of ways to repay her."

The older boy nodded in approval. "Who needs friends when you have sadism," he jibed, mocking the younger boy's social status. With that, he got up and walked away, leaving Severus staring after him with a glare in his eyes.
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The day dragged on and Lily felt eyes following her everywhere. No doubt Black and his pathetic posse were tracking to see whether she'd explode again. Well they wouldn't have the benefit of seeing that ever again, she couldn't believe she'd risen to the bait that Sirius had dangled.

Lily chalked it up to being so annoyed after her unwelcome encounter with the Slytherin. Finally the classes finished and she as free to go away from the stares of people who would never know her.

She closeted herself away in 'her room' as she chose to think of it. The room itself was on the seventh floor, and she didn't know of anyone else that ever visited it. Every time she came it was slightly different, as though altered to her moods.

Today the wall colour was a light magnolia, but the firelight danced across them making them deep crimson in the shadow. She sat contentedly in the soft, squishy armchair near to the fire and embroiled herself in her book.

Had it not been for this room, she'd probably never have made it through Hogwarts up until now. Personal space wasn't exactly forthcoming with this many students in one place.

A howl echoed outside the window. She looked across sharply in time to see a large grey wolf lope into the fringes of the forbidden forest. A shiver worked its way down her spine.

Wolves, at Hogwarts?
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Waytoomuchtime – the characters are different at the moment to how they are represented in the book, but they are only fourteen so they still have a lot of learning and growing to do, theoretically ending up in the characters that are remembered by the current Harry Potter and friends.

Victoria27 – here is more for you, you won't have to wait much for this story because it's already finished in my head :)

Madame-knight – soon she will end up in her book-character; I'm just tracking the progress. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter also!

Tai-for-you – yes, Lily is quite feisty, but at the moment she's rather pissed off! Things will change soon though. Thank you for your encouraging review :)

Xx Susannah xx