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I would go through a summary of the last chapter,..but its not as if it was exceptionally long..(i havent quite got the hang of this yet hav i? ) and anyway according to my reviews..is that spelt wrong..? hmm only one person has read it anyway.. but thank you anyway!

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"What was the point?" screamed James, mercilessly enchanting a rather large snowball to chase Sirius before finally hitting him between the eyes as he tumbled extremely elegantly in to 3-foot snowdrift. James chuckled as he caught him up and peered piteously down at his friend. No one except he, could be covered in snow and yet remain calm and composed with a glint of excitement shining in his eyes.

"Give it up!" he declared as a stone of white crashed in to his chest, winding him and throwing him backwards, yet again staring at the sun.

A head appeared from the depths of the hole beside his feet. "You should know by now, James! I always get the last laugh!" he chuckled, winking at a group of second year girls giggling uncontrollably at the helpless sight before them.

"And you should know," retorted James calmly, whilst ruffling his already unruly mass of hair, and creating, if possible, an even more indecisive style. "That you should Never mess with the master!"

Summoning his wand under his cloak, he caused the wall on which Sirius was trying to escape, to suddenly collapse, causing yet more laughter from the surrounding students and the tree above to deposit its icy blanket on top, missing his ankles by inches.

With that, James pulled himself up and attempted to walk back to the castle stifling the urge to laugh at his struggling friend. Sirius' head emerging from the snowy ground, his teeth chattering obviously looked more than hilarious as one of the second years collapsed suddenly, gasping for breath as he winked once more.

"This isn't over James!" he cried, once more being buried under a carpet of white.

"It never is," he smiled. Sirius grinned over at the various groups of girls…

"So which one of you lovely ladies are going to help me out?"

James rolled his eyes and took one more step towards to the entrance hall.

Some things never change.

Lily clung to her knees behind the curtains to her bed. "This is silly," she told herself sternly. As she finally gathered the courage to leave the confines of her dormitory, Lily took one final glance over at the window that she had locked herself behind, and emerged in to the common room. In to the real world once more.

Paris stared in to the amber flames, her eyes glazing over, worrying continuously about her best friend. She had no idea what to do. If she condoled her, she was afraid that she was being patronising, but what about Lily? … This was in fact all about Lily…

She sighed and let her thoughts drift into the fireplace, swaying in the open flames.

Enough was enough, she had to see her, and she had to help her through this, no matter what.

Slowly, she watched her feet periodically rise on to the staircase and carry her up, as her mind flitted from one scenario to the next. As she reached the top of the stairs, her feet carried on rising before her preoccupied mind could stall them, she fell. Clinging to the banister for dear life, she cursed herself for being so stupid, and curiously peered over the side as she heard a stifled laughter from the doorway.

"What you doin'?" Lily giggled at her friend holding on to the handrail with white knuckles.

"Oh, you know," Paris, replied calmly, as a smile spread across Lily's face for the fist time in days, "h..hangin' out," she stuttered as she replaced her footing, unfortunately catching her robes underneath and throwing herself awkwardly back down the stairs, landing in a crumpled and painful heap at the bottom.

"I don't believe you wanted to do that," called Lily cautiously … standing on tiptoes to see her contorted form from the top of the stairs.

"Nah doesn't look like the most comfortable position I have to say. Next time I advise the couch, they are unbelievable comfy…" Sirius eyed her suspiciously and stepped over her rather dishevelled form before seating himself in an armchair.

"Gee thanks for that Sirius..." she glared sarcastically. " I know I wanted to cheer Lily up, but was there not a less painful way?!" she muttered subconsciously, as she removed her broken quill from stabbing her in the back, before daring to uncoil her twisted limbs.

"Need a hand?" asked James watching her with slight amusement as he clambered through the portrait hole in to the cosy common room, shaking his hair so that water penetrated his robes even further and sprayed Paris with partially melted ice bombs.

"You know, I think you've done enough," she mumbled incoherently. "Strangely, I think you've done enough!" shivering she made her way over to the fireplace, dragging the nearest armchair with her.

"Oooh!! An armchair!!" Sirius marvelled as she proceeded to draw it nearer to the warmth.

"What?!" cried Paris indignantly. " You've already got one!"

"Yes… true. But this ones sooo much nicer," blinked Sirius innocently he dove across the arm, causing her to slip on to the floor and adding to her numerous bruises.

"Sirius!!"

"Yes?" he asked fluttering his eyelashes.

She simply rolled her eyes and sat on him.

"HEY!!"

James waited patiently, as Lily made her way down the stairs. It felt so odd, for him to be so excited that she was doing something he'd seen her do one thousand times before, that he just stared in awe as she laughed as Paris sat on Sirius's back, causing many in the common room to take a sharp intake of breath. Sirius included.

As she reached the last step, she turned to James and smiled. A smile, that radiated warmth yet only proved to deepen the pain in her eyes.

"Shall we go outside?" Lily asked, looking towards James.

"YES!" The twosome screamed simultaneously from the other side of the room… momentarily bounding out of the portrait hole and down the corridor.

James watched as the snowflakes glisted, entwining themselves within an amber fire, settling peacefully upon a head of gold as they slowly melted away into nothing.

Finally being outside she cast her eyes over the relatively peaceful landscape that Paris and Sirius were destroying. Caught within an unnatural snowstorm she waited for them to fall.

"Nice weather," she stated looking up at James as she threw snow into his newly messed up hair. Amazed, his eyes widened as she ducked, to allow another two to hit him directly in the face.

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