Chappy 5

"I have never and will never be a homophobe. It took you guys long enough to get together but do my one favor?" James said.

The two let out breaths they didn't realize they had been holding. "Anything James!"

James put on a slightly amused expression "If you two are going to do that in the dorms, put up a sign for us not to enter or something. And DON'T do it near my bed!"

They all laughed really hard and James leaned in to kiss Lily.

"So are you two a couple now?" Sirius asked.

They exchanged glances as if holding a conversation with their eyes. James didn't say anything and Lily spoke up.

"Yes, I believe we are."

James let out a "yess!" under his breath and Lily smacked him. "What'd I do, Lils?"

"What do you think you did?"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Ha! Got ya!"

"Damnit..."

Sirius and Remus exchanged knowing glances and watched as the newest couple got into a tickle fight and Lily kissed James to throw him off guard so she could win. Just then Peter came through the portrait hole with sweets in his arms.

"Hey guys!" He then caught on to the sight in front of him (Lil and Jamsie kissing) and asked "What'd I miss?"

"I'll let you take this one, Moony." Sirius said and they others nodded.

"Lil and James hooked up and are acting like and old married couple." This earned him a pillow hitting him in the back of the head. "And Sirius and I have just announced that we're together."

Peter's smile disappeared. "You're joking right?"

Sirius shook his head. "Nope, Petey-boy. We've been together in secret for ages now."

Peter looked disgusted. "That isn't right. Men should be with women. You guys are freaks."

James stood up to this one. "No, Pete. It isn't. Some one with so as much fat as you have is disgusting. A couple like Remus and Sirius is perfect. Gay couples are just as right as heterosexual couples."

Peter became extremely pissed. "No, they're disgusting. I can't believe you're with them, James. What's wrong with you? Oh fuck this. I'm leaving. Don't bother talking to me."

"We won't!" Lily hollered as he slammed the portrait closed. She flipped him off as he walked away too.

James put his arm around her as they all sat down together, very pissed at Peter.

"Oh hey Rems," Lily began, "James is coming with me to the funeral tomorrow. Would you like to bring Sirius?"

Remus nodded. Sirius put his arms around Remus, knowing how upset he was inside about the whole funeral situation (damned Petunia she's such a bitch.). They all just sat back and relaxed, Lily falling asleep in James' arms first, then James falling asleep. Remus and Sirius went back upstairs to finish what they had started, this time locking the door and casting silencing charms. Peter didn't come back that night. No one really cared though. The four had peaceful dreams and didn't think of their backstabbing friend at all.

FOLLOWING PETER

Peter slipped behind the statue of the one eyed witch and snuck into Hogsmead where he could apparate to the death eater meeting that night. He transfigured his robes to be appropriate and appeared at the foot of the dark lord, kissing his robes and standing next to his fellow death eaters.

"Wormtail," Voldemort said, causing Peter to jump. "What information have you gathered for us about your little friends?"

Peter kneeled down and started talking shakily. "The filthy little mudblood has started dating Potter. The werewolf and the dog are dating as well."

"It has begun now. We must plot the death of Potter and Evans. Wormtail, are you able to get more information for my next meeting?"

Peter flinched, knowing he was going to be punished. "No my Lord. I am afraid that they have turned their backs on me as of now and will not speak to me for weeks."

"You know the punishment for this, do you not Wormtail?" he nodded. "Good. CRUCIO!"

Peter's body sprawled out in pain. His screams rang through out the hall they were meeting in. After deciding he'd felt enough, Voldemort threw him into a wall, where he was left in a bloody ball on the floor as the other disapparated.