A/N: Okay. I suck. I should've updated. Explanation at the bottom. Probably .

At nine o'clock, Harry showed up. A bit green, sure, but there.

Apparantly he was more than a bit green. As soon as he walked up Ginny curiously asked, "Harry, what have I told you about eating to much green stuff? I always knew it would turn you green! How did it happen anyhow?"

Disgruntled, he responded, "1. I'm not green! 2. If I were it is only because you have no idea how traumatizing it is to see Severus Snape make out with Narcissa Malfoy… at least I think that's who it is. And 3. GREEN VEGETABLES DO NOT MAKE YOU GREEN! JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE THEM, DOESN'T MEAN YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO DISGRIMINATE AGAINST ME!"

By now, everybody was looking at him. Some random hufflepuffs looked quite startled while slytherins glared.

"Go back to your songfests people. James here is just a little bit… drunk."

Harry glared at her, but decided to continue on with the conversation.

"Why did you ask me to meet you here?" was his first question. Ginny picked her words carefully and replied, "I just want you to gather Sirius and Peter. I know you hate him, but it's vital. See, -" However, at the statement she had just made, Harry interrupted, quiet confused. "Hun, you forgot Moony. And added Wormtail. Um… are you feeling all right?"

Glaring at him, she snarled, "I'm fine, thank you very much. And I haven't lost my marbles. I just want you to ask about what they think is going on with Remus the past year or so. You're going to do the same with Remus and co. about Sirius, and Sirius and co. about Peter. Understood? Because this is vital."

Although still completely confused, Harry sensed the urgency and nodded. Promising to do so when they got back, the two walked in silence, each planning, although quiet differently.

Remus whined, "Why can't I come though?" for about the millionth time. Exasperated, Harry whispered, "Listen, it's about our.. patronus forms. We have some things to discuss, and you look tired. The full moon's tomorrow Moony. Get some sleep, okay?"

Looking around the room to see if anybody had heard, Moony glared and stalked off. Suddenly, Sirius erupted with questions.

"What was that for, James? Why do you care if he hears?"

"Hey, did you see Cindy tonight? She looked so hot!"

"Did you ever see that movie Grease, James? It's so cool! The guy transfigures an old carbomble into a really cool one! Without magic!"

These came all at once, and after they stopped, there was an odd silence. "Ya know, Sirius, I recon you just like to hear yourself talk."

Sirius pouted and replied, "Is that a problem?"

Harry pondered what the outcome might be when his next words were spoken. "Um, do you think Remus' been a bit… I dunno… weird lately?"

He expected the rat to look horrified, and Sirius to start accusing. However, Peter spoke up slowly. "I think he has been. Have you noticed too then? I hate to say it, but it's like he's making passes at Lily, and I think she's starting to bite back. It's weird. He's acquired this new sort of… pompous-freakiness. And he's obsessed with that Ravenclaw chick Clearwater."

Sirius nodded at this. "Yeah. He's been acting like… a bighead boy. Which doesn't really make sense; I mean… he's always been so humble. Why start to act like a prick now?"

Sensing that the two distraught friends didn't feel like talking much anymore, Harry inquired one last thing. "How long do you think he's been acting weird?"

Their responses came together, although not planned. "Since last summer definitely." James looked at Sirius, and he continued cautiously. "It's like, the first day of term, he walks into the broom closet to get a broom for Filch (Quite silly, he was so sweet to that new caretaker. It's like he knows some secret about him that we don't.) And when he walks out, he starts walking as if he's king of the world. Odd, no?"

'No, it really isn't' thought Harry. 'Why do I feel like this isn't Remus… but who could it be? And why would they do something like this?'

Harry had no idea whatsoever. He bid James' friends goodnight, and trekked up the stairs. Flopping onto his bed, he counted five beds.

'Odd.' He thought to himself. 'I thought the marauders were the only male Gryffindors of their year. Who's that on the other bed, anyhow?'

To Harry's amazement and discomfort (he had not forgotten what the circumstances had been when he had last seen this man) sitting on the bed was Frank Longbottom. Who else could it be? With the round face, glowing brown eyes, and a book that seemed to feature water plants – it had to be.

Harry casually strode over, not sure what James' current status of friendship was with Frank. Frank looked up and looked Harry in the eye.

'Go away, Potter. Isn't it enough that you trapped my girlfriend on the ceiling for 4 hours, but you also wouldn't take her down when you found out that she has a fear of heights? You know, you're really an ass.' With that, Longbottom slammed the curtains closed in Harry's face.

Harry, although appearing calm on the outside was boiling on the inside. He could not imagine that his father could do something so cruel! How could he! Sure, Harry had seen even more about James than he had in Snapes' pensive over the years, but no. This could not be true. Only a complete ass would do that. He knew it. That was not James Potter. I know it.

Jamie Prongs – Um…. Does this make it any clearer? I hope so. Well, it's really a lot easier if you um.. re-read some quotes in book 3. hint. Hint. Hint. Lol.

EternalEcho - Um… I don't really got anything to say to you. You're my oh so wonderous beta, so I talk to you anyhow. But whatever. Here's your little notey-poo: Umm… nope. Nada. Completely brain dead. Ah well…

Tondo-the-half-elf - Does this confirm your idea?

IamSiriusgrl - You're close. Ish. But close. I'm glad you liked my chappie.

Katjajett – It's fine. Nah, at least not in this fic. In this one (and I think for real), Lily's same year as James. Oh my, she's gonna crush the ickle 6th years, isn't she!

Angelofevil – Hm… you… mental institution… not a bad idea! JOKE JOKE! LOL, can't go dissing my reviewers, now can I! Anyhow, I totally understand. If this were somebody else's story, I would've been like WTF is up, I'm never reading this again! Glad you still are though! And thanks for the complimenty!

A/N: So, what do ya think? I hope you liked it, I know I was really stalling on this one, I Just wasn't sure how I could give hints, yet keep both you guys and the characters oblivious. Yet sort of close. Mwahaha. I'm evil! Well, either way, I'll take Constructive Critisism, random raves about pickles etc., cyber brownies, or whatever else you've got to offer, except flamesers! Yay! BTW, thanks to all my RR-ers. I luv you peeps, wouldn't be able to live w/out ya! Mwah!