Thanks so much to all of the reviewers, I really appreciate it! Sorry it has taken so long to make a new chapter, I had a bad case of writer's block and it took me three tries to get the ball rolling. You can credit zippyfox, a.k.a. Lisa, for making me get my act in shape- after reading her last review I felt bad and hunkered down to finish the chapter! Enjoy!


Lily does indeed stay for dinner, James and Remus have a little chat, we actually get to see more of Mr. and Mrs. Potter, and by the end of the night I daresay that the Marauders just might have made a new friend!


Disclaimer: I do not own these characters… if I did I would be J.K. Rowling, which I am not. And if I was making any money from this, do you think I'd be sitting here in front of my computer instead of taking the first flight to Italy?

As soon as Lily accepted Remus' offer to stay for dinner James went silent. He did not know if he should feel surprised, ecstatic, nervous, or scared. Truth be told, he felt all of those things at once, the emotions were bubbling around in the pit of his stomach as if he were a giant blender, and he was not sure he could open his mouth to say anything without the churning mass that was the contents of his stomach making an appearance. In lieu of speaking, he continued to stand next to Remus and looked at Lily with increasingly widening eyes and a strange expression on his face that was something between a joyful smile and a grimace of uncertainty.

"Well it's great that you've decided to stay, Lily, isn't it guys?" Remus said. Peter and Sirius voiced a yes, but James only managed to nod. Since it was obvious that James was not going to be able to snap out of his trance to play the part of host, Remus took the initiative and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"Well, er, thanks for having me," Lily responded, placing herself in a loveseat near the couch where Sirius, Peter and Remus had taken seats. James sat down in a high wingback chair opposite Lily.

For an awkward minute Lily stared at the boys, while they stared back at her. The boys were not used to having a fifth person in their presence- much less a girl; and Lily was not used to hanging around boys- much less the mischievous Marauders. Remus shot a pointed glance at James, trying to get him to say something to break the ice, but James just looked back at him, biting his lip and slightly shrugging his shoulders.

James was determined to make a good impression and be on his best behavior. Unfortunately, being on his best behavior meant that there wasn't much he could actually say- most of the four boys' time was spent talking about three things: James' crush on Lily, how much they hated Severus Snape, and Quidditch, and James knew Lily definitely would not want to talk about the first two subjects- he was not sure about the last one, but didn't want to make a mistake.

Coincidentally, Remus was thinking the exact same thing, only he knew for certain that Lily would not mind talking about Quidditch.

"Did you catch the Wimbourne Wasps v. Appleby Arrows match on the Wizarding Wireless last night?" Remus asked.

Lily's eyes lit up. "Yeah! It was great wasn't it? Can you believe it took four hours to capture the Snitch?

Sirius, Peter, and James sat up straighter with the excitement of realizing that Lily was a fellow Quidditch fan. Everyone started talking animatedly about the match, everyone except James, who only contributed short sentences here and there.

Frustrated with his usually animated and boisterous friend, Remus interrupted the conversation. "Hey, who wants something to drink?"

Lily, Sirius and Peter all said, "I do!"

"I'll go get some butterbeers, James, why don't you come help?" Remus tugged on James's shirt sleeve and motioned him to follow.

Once the kitchen door swung closed behind them Remus turned to James. "What is the matter with you? You're choking out there!" he hissed in a quiet whisper.

"What do you mean!" James hissed back.

"What do I mean? I mean that I asked Lily to stay for dinner thinking this could be your big chance to make a good impression on her and you're sitting out there like a sack of potatoes, not saying anything to her! What gives?"

"I don't know! Actually having a conversation with her is more difficult than talking about her with you guys! Her being here is making me all nervous and I'm afraid of saying something that will make her mad!" James responded, still whispering, and looking pathetically at the kitchen door.

Remus turned away from his friend, crossed the kitchen, and opened the door to the refrigerator. He ducked his head inside to look for butterbeers- and to hide the smile that was forming on his face. It was very rare that James Potter ever show any hint of uncertainty. Remus chuckled silently to himself.

"Just relax, mate." He pulled a six pack of butterbears from the bottom shelf and stood back up, closing the refrigerator door. "Lily's a nice girl- she just hasn't always seen your best side- that's why she gets so, ah, upset every time you interact. I know it's hard for you to understand, but girls like her don't think your kind of showing off is very mature."

"What are you talking about, I never show off!" James indignantly defended himself.

Remus gave him a raised eyebrow.

"Ok, ok, I get a little carried away sometimes, but so what! Loads of other girls think I'm funny!"

"I just told you, Prongs, but maybe I'll be more specific so you can fully understand: Lily's super smart and very mature for her age- that means she's going to act older…"

"I know what mature means, Moony!"

"Alright, alright, sorry, in any case, she's just not impressed with your crazy antics. She'd rather have someone who's not full of himself and causes less trouble."

James frowned in disappointment, "Sounds like she'd go for someone more like you, Moony."

Remus shook his head. "No, how many times do I have to tell you? We're just friends- barely more than friendly acquaintances really." He paused, looked at James, then began speaking again. "Look, I wasn't going to tell you this, because Lily wouldn't have told me if she thought I was going to run off and tell you, but I wasn't lying at King's Cross about her saying she thought you were cute."

James face came to life, but then was suddenly subdued. "But you also said that she thought I was a conceited jerk who needed a kick in the pants!"

"Uh, yeah, which she said every single day! She talked about you all the time, James- complained how you were smart and pretty cute, but you needed your ego deflated. If she wasn't interested in you even just a little bit, I don't see why she'd bring you up all the time."

"Ah, but you just said upstairs that Flooing her would show that I don't hold anything that closely resembles her favor."

"You don't really. I'm not saying she's ready to go on a date with you or anything; you'd annoy the Hades out of her. But try to be a little more mature and nice to your fellow students and her slight interest might grow."

"You think so?" James was grinning ear to ear now.

"Yes, I do."

"HA HA!" James shouted triumphantly, throwing his arms high in the air.

"HEY! You guys ever going to bring us something to drink!" Sirius shouted from the family room. "We're dying of thirst in here!"

"We're coming! We're coming!" James grabbed the butterbeer from Remus' hand. "Keep your shirt on, you mangy mutt!" He made to go through the swinging door.

Remus poked him in the back. "Be nice!"

James shrugged, "I was being funny! I'm sure Lily knows the difference!"

Remus shook his head. "Oh, Prongs, it'll be a miracle if you ever get Lily to go out with you."

"One miracle, coming right up!" With that, James went through the door. "Butterbeer!" he exclaimed to everyone in the family room.

"Finally!" Sirius grabbed the cans from James' hand and passed them out. "Cheers!" he raised his bottle up slightly as he twisted the bottle cap to open it. The four other teenagers did the same.

At the same time, each bottle cap popped off with a bang and creamy foam exploded all over everyone.

"Arrrrgh!"

"What the-"

"Goodness!"

"James did you shake the bottles or something?"

"I didn't mean to!" James said exasperatedly. He looked warily over at Lily, thinking she was going to be angry and that he would get an earful.

Instead Lily was laughing.

"Hahahahaha! Look at us, we're soaked!" She pulled her wand out of her pocket and waved it around the room. "Arridus!" Everyone's clothes were immediately dry again.

"Thanks," James said sheepishly.

"No problem, Potter," Lily answered, taking a sip from her bottle. "Sirius and Peter were giving me an exciting rendition of your recent backyard Quidditch adventures, I think they should continue."

"What? Oh, it was nothing… guys, Lily doesn't want to hear about that," James waved his hand and tried to seem modest. After Remus and his talk in the kitchen, the last thing he wanted to do was brag and show off.

"Yeah we were telling her about last week!" Peter exclaimed. He turned to Lily and started speaking animatedly. "He caught the snitch from what would have had to have been a fifty meter dive! It was hovering right by my shoulder and I couldn't grab hold of it, but James came zooming in from above and just plucked it right out of mid-air. Just snatched it, just like THAT!" He made a quick grabbing motion in the air with his hand. "I've never seen anything like it!"

James cringed and looked away, but to his surprise Lily was impressed.

"Wow, Potter, seems to me that you are wasting your talent just playing Chaser."

James shrugged. "Nah, that catch was total luck. Frank Longbottom is a much more methodical and careful Seeker. He can ride fast, but only takes huge risks when absolutely necessary. He's better at spotting the Snitch than me, too. It's a shame this is his last year."

Lily looked at James curiously. Was he actually admitting that someone else was better at something than he?

Suddenly, and with two large cracks, Mr. and Mrs. Potter appeared in the foyer.

"We're home, James!" Mrs. Potter called to the house while she and her husband stowed their briefcases in the cupboard underneath the stairs. "And we've brought Chinese take- out for dinner!"

"I'm in here, Mum!" James called to her from the family room.

Mrs. Potter turned around from looking up the staircase to enter the family room, followed closely by her husband, who was holding a huge plastic bag.

"Well, hello boys, James and Sirius didn't mention that you'd be here tonight…" Mrs. Potter started.

"Oh, sorry, Mrs. Potter, we just came over for the day…" Remus interrupted her.

Mr. Potter waved his hand, "Oh, no, don't worry about it, you're welcome anytime, you know that!" He noticed Lily, still sitting in the loveseat, for the first time. "Well, hello! You're new! And who might you be?"

Lily stood up. "Lily Evans, sir." She extended her right hand.

"Hello Lily, I'm Harold- Harry- Potter, and this is my wife Elizabeth," Mr. Potter said shaking Lily's outstretched hand.

"Lily, is it?" Mrs. Potter said with interest, throwing a meaningful glance at her son as she shook Lily's hand as well.

"Yes, ma'aam."

"Lily is a, ah, friend from Hogwarts," James said, he spoke the word "friend" tentatively, with a nervous look at both his mother and Lily.

"How nice!" Mrs. Potter exclaimed. "Won't you please stay for dinner with us, Lily?"

"We've already asked her to, Mum."

"Splendid! Well let's get the table set so we can eat! Your mother and I are hungry!" Mr. Potter said jovially. "I'm glad we opted for Mr. Ming's Extra-Extra Large Dinner Platter! I hope you like General Tso's Chicken, Moo Goo Gai Pan, crab rangoons, and egg rolls Lily!"

"Yes, Mr. Potter, I do," Lily said as everyone went into the kitchen.

The boys immediately began to set the table, while Mrs. Potter poured water into goblets for everyone, and Mr. Potter pulled Chinese food containers out of the plastic bag and placed them on the table.

"I didn't know that wizards ate take-out Chinese food, we never have anything like it at Hogwarts," Lily observed as she was passed a heaping plate full of General Tso's chicken.

James' parents looked confused for a second until James clarified. "Lily's a Muggleborn."

Mr. Potter chuckled. "I guess wizards don't usually, but a man I know from work at the Ministry of Magic, introduced me to it. Arthur Weasley, that's his name. Great guy- the most energetic and enthusiastic young man I've ever met. He single handedly reorganized the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts division at the Ministry a couple years ago when he joined the Ministry- has a bit of an obsession with all things Muggle you could say. Anyway, when he has the time, Arthur goes to all sorts of Muggle restaurants to try the food. Chinese is his favorite, so a while ago he persuaded me to try it and we've been hooked on it ever since!"

"Anyone want some?" James asked the table, holding up a plate stacked high with eggrolls.

"Yum!" Sirius grabbed two, and bit into one eagerly. "My mom would have a fit if she knew I was eating Muggle food!" He chewed hard as if this thought was extremely relishing.

"So what do your parents do for a living, Lily?" Mrs. Potter asked. To her right was Peter, struggling to eat with his chopsticks. She placed hers down and began to show him how to hold them correctly.

Lily looked a little taken aback when six pairs of eyes turned her way, but she answered nonetheless . "Well, like James said, my parents are Muggles. My dad is an accountant and my mum stayed home with my sister Petunia and I when we were little, but now that we're both in our teens she helps my dad run his office."

"Does your sister go to Hogwarts as well?" Mr. Potter asked.

"No, sir, she's a Muggle like my parents. Petunia goes to a girls' prep school in Surrey- that's where we live."

"You're the only witch in your family?"

"Yes, as far as we know."

"How extraordinary, you're parents must be very proud of you!"

"They are," Lily said, blushing, "They were really excited when my Hogwarts' letter arrived, they had always thought there was something special about me, but they just didn't know what."

"It's too bad that your sister isn't a witch as well. Often with Muggleborns their siblings are magic too. It all has something to do with genes- it's very complicated, I don't really understand it, but I know they are studying it at the Ministry." Mrs. Potter said.

Lily laughed. "Petunia hates magic, I don't think she'd like being a witch." She paused. "But, actually, I think deep down inside, she's just jealous of me."

"Ah, that can happen," Mr. Potter said sympathetically. "That's too bad."

"So, Lily, how do you have the unlucky fortune of knowing my son and his rambunctious friends?" Mrs. Potter asked with a smile.

Lily finished chewing a crab Rangoon. "Well, Remus and I have been study buddies in the library for years." James threw a very jealous and very obvious glance Remus' way. "And this year we were Fifth Year Prefects together."

"You're a prefect, congratultions!" Mr. Potter said heartily while spooning more food onto his plate. "We were hoping James here would be a prefect, but if it wasn't him, then I'm glad it was Remus."

"Pshh, Harry, don't fool yourself! James gets into far too much trouble to be a prefect! Lily, you wouldn't believe the amount of owls we get about his little adventures at Hogwarts." She gave James a stern look.

"Oh, I can believe it, Mrs. Potter," Lily said.

"It's all my fault, Mrs. Potter!" Sirius spoke up. "Most of the time he's just following my lead!"

Mr. Potter laughed a bellowing laugh. "Sirius Black! Do you think we'd believe that for one second! James is just as guilty as you are!"

Everyone at the table laughed, including Lily.

"Just remember, boys, Mr. Potter and I don't care about a few owls here and there as long as you are studying and getting marks at the end of the year- and if you aren't hurting or humiliating anyone. I don't want to have any more owls about that."

James looked guiltily at Lily, who looked back with an "I told you so" face. He knew they were both thinking of a certain event just about a month previous during OWL exam week involving a certain despised Slytherin. He wished that somehow he could make her understand why he and the guys despised Snape.

"Even if it is Severus Snape?" James asked his parents.

Mr. Potters face grew dark and he squinted his eyes. Mrs. Potter set her jaw firmly and began tapping one of her chopsticks firmly on the table.

"Listen carefully to me boys." Mr. Potter began, sounding stern. "Mrs. Potter and I have spent most of our adult lives fighting Voldemort and his Death Eaters as aurors. We've seen the devastation and ruin that they cause, and, James, we've always been honest with you about it all so you'd know just how Dark and evil Voldemort is willing to go. Now you boys know that the Snape family is the most ancient and wealthiest family in the Wizarding World, and also the family most heavily steeped in the Dark Arts. We believe that it was most likely Severus Snape's father, Sanguis, who mentored Voldemort and both financed and aided his uprising. I usually don't like to generalize, but that whole family is as Dark as is wizardly possible and I doubt Sanguis' son is any less Dark than Sanguis himself. Honestly, I don't care what squirmishes come between you all and Severus, because I'm sure if you didn't do it to him first, he'd do it to you- and I know you are capable wizards and hold your own better than most boys your age. All I ask is that you boys know what you are getting into and that you keep in mind who Severus' father is and the consequences of picking on his only son. Do you understand?"

All four boys voiced that they did. Lilly however, was pushing a piece of chicken around on her plate, looking pensive and worried. Mr. Potter saw her troubled face and quickly tried to change the subject.

"I'm sorry, we should talk about happier things at dinner while we have the honor of having James' friends with us!"

At that moment, there was a popping sound from across the kitchen from the tiny fireplace next to the stove. A man's head with graying brown hair appeared.

Peter and Mr. Potter spoke at the same time.

"Dad!"

"Simon! How are you! There isn't trouble at work is there?" Mr. Potter sounded slightly anxious and Mrs. Potter had sat up, her back rigid and her face alert.

"No, no, Harry," The two adult Potters relaxed slightly. "It's actually my night off. Mrs Pettigrew and I were just wondering when we could expect Peter home."

"Kept him too late, I suppose, Simon," Mrs. Potter smiled. "Terribly sorry."

Mr. Pettigrew laughed, "No, he can stay as long as he likes, it's just you know how my wife gets."

"I'll be home after we finish supper, Dad," Peter said.

"Ok, son, sounds good to me! See you soon!" Mr. Pettigrew disappeared with a pop.

Soon after that, the Potters and their guests finished their meal and were sitting lazily still and stuffed in their chairs.

Peter stood up first. "Thank you for dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. I think I'll go home now before my mom starts to worry too much."

"Oh won't you stay for some chocolate cake, Peter?" Mrs. Potter asked. "I was going to whip one up really quick while we all digest."

Peter looked tempted, but declined. "No, but thank you, it's like my dad said- you know how my mom gets!"

"There's nothing wrong with a protective mother, Peter." Mrs. Potter said. "She just loves you very much."

Peter grinned. "I know,"

"We'll walk you out, Wormtail," Sirius said. With that, the boys went into the family room where Peter would Floo home.

Lily began to stack up dishes and went to take them over to the sink.

"Oh, no, Lily, you don't have to do that, I've got it," Mr. Potter said, taking the dishes from her hand. "Guests don't do dishes in our house." He placed the dishes in the sink and waved his wand over them. Instantly the brush started to scrub the dishes clean.

Lily sat back down in her chair and looked around her. For the first time, she noticed that the Potter's house was very old- very old, but also very ornate and pretty.

"I really love your house- I've always loved old homes. When was this house built?"

"Why, thank you, Lily. I believe it was built in the 1600s, actually. It's been in my family for centuries," Mr. Potter said.

Lily was shocked. "The 1600s? I didn't expect it to be that old!"

"Houses built with magic last forever, as long as the House Holding charms are renewed every year," Mrs. Potter explained, pulling a Mrs. Marcy's Easy Make chocolate cake kit from a cupboard.

"Well, Peter's gone home now," James said, pushing through the kitchen door, followed by Sirius and Remus.

"The cake should be ready in about a half hour," Mrs. Potter said as she watched a big, floating bowl pour cake batter into a pan. "James, why don't you show Lily the house while we're waiting?"

"She might be interested in the library, if she's anything like her fellow prefect Remus," Mr. Potter said, pouring himself a glass of brandy.

"Sure, ok," James said. "C'mon, Lily, you too, guys." He motioned for everyone to follow him.

"We've seen your house plenty of times," Remus said, smiling.

"Uh, yeah- duh, Prongs. And I live here too, you know." Sirius crossed his arms and glanced sideways at Remus, smiling as well.

"Fine, stay in the kitchen with my boring parents," James said, looking his friends in the eye, knowing what they were trying to do.

"We heard that, young man," Mrs. Potter laughed.

"Fine, we will." Sirius said. "Stay in the kitchen, that is." He grinned at James.

"Mkay, well, follow me, Lily," James sighed, becoming a little nervous.

Lily, who was too absorbed in watching the Easy Make cake kit make itself to hear the conversation around her, looked curiously at James.

"Follow you where?" she asked.

"To our library, my dad thinks you might want to see it."

"Oh, ok, sure."

Lily followed James out of the kitchen and into the hallway that lead to the front door. As they went up the stairs, she could see the Potters, Sirius, and Remus settle into the family room to watch Muggle television. When they reached the top of the stairs, James waved his wand and the hallway lit up. Peering over his shoulder from behind him, Lily could see a hallway with six doors- three on each side.

"My parent's room," James pointed to a closed door on his left. "Their bathroom," He pointed to a closed door on the right. "Sirius' room" He pointed to the next door on the left.

"Sirius' room?" Lily interrupted. "Are you two cousins or something?"

James shook his head. "No, Sirius and his family don't get along. He lives with us."

"They don't get along? Why?"

"Sirius and I share that bathroom," James pointed to the next door on the right. "And that's my parent's office." He pointed to the last door on the right. Inside the room Lily could see two large and ornate wooden desks on opposite walls, and book shelves full of books.

Then James finally answered Lily's question. "Sirius doesn't get along with his family because they are Dark wizards and he has never wanted to be like them. Naturally, that causes some friction, especially with his mother. He's been like a brother to me since we met first year at Hogwarts, so my parents let him live with us during holidays. That's my room." He pointed to the last door on the left, closing it hastily before Lily had a chance to peek in. "It's, er, rather messy." He said huskily.

James started up a very steep staircase at the end of the hallway. This staircase was not straight like the one that led from the first floor to the second; it twisted and turned.

"I had no idea about Sirus' family- that's so sad." Lily said as she followed James up the narrow stairs.

"There's a lot about us you don't know," James said as they reached the top of the staircase. Instead of a door, the stairs simply ended and the library spread out before them like a dark, dusty forest with bookshelves for trees.

James took out his wand and waved it. "Lumos!" The end of his wand glowed brightly. "There are no other lights up here, my great grandparents didn't want any candles installed in order to preserve the ancient feel."

"Lumos!" Lily lit up her own wand, and held it above her head. She surveyed the library with awe, not knowing which shelf to look at first.

James saw her hesitation. "Your favorite class in school is Charms, right?" He pointed to a section of shelves straight in front of them. "That part has all kinds of books on charms.

Lily walked over to where James had pointed and gingerly took the first book she saw off its shelf. She handed James her wand so she could hold the book with both hands and carefully opened it.

"This book was written in the thirteenth century!" She breathed in disbelief. "I've seen books like this in the library at Hogwarts, but I'd never expect to find them in someone's home!"

James smiled at her. "It's not really uncommon for Wizard families to have large collections of books centuries old. Magic preserves them, and you can also store as many books as you can possibly collect in any size room if you use the right spell."

"Man, Potter, you are one lucky git," Lily said, not taking her eyes from the ancient pages of the book. "A library of this magnitude is wasted on someone like you, I bet you never even come up here."

"Hey, Evans! That's not fair!" James pretended to be hurt, but couldn't help chuckling. "I'll have you know that I've read my fair share of transfiguration books from this very library!"

Lily looked at him with her head tilted to one side, her bright green eyes twinkling. "Yeah, Transfiguration is your favorite subject isn't it?"

James sat on the top step of the staircase and let Lily explore the library until Sirius called for them from the second floor hallway.

"JAMES! LILY! CHOCOLATE CAAAAAKE!"

James stood up. "Desert's ready." Lily poked her head out from behind a bookshelf. "You can take some books home with you if you want."

"Really?"

"Yeah, sure, go ahead, it's a library isn't it?"

Lily laughed. James turned and walked down the staircase, smiling.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Mrs. Potter was slicing a thick chocolate cake and placing the pieces onto small desert plates.

"Well, what did you find up there?" Mr. Potter asked, pointing to the book Lily had in her hand.

"The Power of Blood: Ancient Familial Charms" Lily read the title to Mr. Potter.

"Ah, yes, I've looked through that book once or twice. It has to do with the magical properties of blood and how individuals who are related by blood share special bonds and can improve upon those bonds by the charms described in the book. Very fascinating!"

"If the charms were ancient in 1231 when the book was written, they must be really ancient!" Lily exclaimed. "James said I could borrow it, is that alright?"

Mr. Potter beamed at Lily. "Of course! And when you are finished with that book come back anytime and borrow what you wish."

"Wow, thanks!"

After finishing her cake, Lily told the Potters that she really should be getting back home.

"It's too dark to go home any other way than by Floo powder," Mrs. Potter said, concerned. "Your house is connected to the Network isn't it?"

"Oh yes, that's how I got here, actually."

"Well, James, show Miss Evans out will you?" Mr. Potter said, handing Lily the book she was borrowing. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Lily."

"It was really nice to meet you as well, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. Thank you so much for dinner!" She gave a small wave and followed James into the family room.

James got down the jar of Floo Powder from the mantle and held it out to Lily so she could take a handful.

"Our address here is Number 1 Godric's Hollow, so when you want to return the book you, um, can." James said awkwardly, not wanting to sound too pushy in asking her back.

"Ok, thanks, Potter." She grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and ducked down into the fireplace. "See you 'round. 151 Perkins Lane!" She flung the powder down at her feet and disappeared in a flash of green flame.

James rejoined his parents and friends in the kitchen.

"What a nice young lady," Mr. Potter mused as he helped himself to a second piece of chocolate cake.

"I like her!" Mrs. Potter exclaimed as she put dishes back into the cupboard with a wave of her wand. "Will we be seeing her again?"

"If Prongs here doesn't blow it," Sirius said teasingly.

"I'm not going to blow it! She's warming up to me!"

"It looked like you were going to crash and burn there for a while in the beginning, though."

"Ahem, well I recovered didn't I, Moony?"

"Yeah, but it was still touch and go there for a bit."

"And she wouldn't have even stayed for dinner if it hadn't been for Moony."

"Yeah! Padfoot's right!"

"Ok, yeah, yeah, thanks, Moony."

"You're welcome. But you better be able to talk to her on your own next time. I can't be here every time Lily comes over."

"If she ever does come over again."

"DAAAD!"

"Sorry, James, couldn't help myself."


A/N: So the way to Lily's heart is through… your library! Haha! Well, it was a little different from my other chapters- there is a lot less dialogue between the four Marauders, but I figured that with Lily there they wouldn't be their usual Maraudery selves until they got to know her better. I've noticed that a lot of these scenes are taking place at the kitchen table- does anyone mind? Also, I've snuck in a little bit of my plot I have in my head for a Snape fic, I'm really hoping to get that started soon.Lastly, did anyone catch that James said he had been reading transfiguration books? Hmm… why would that be? (hehe) And note the book Lily picked up…