So what did you think of that last chapter? Longer than the two before it, I know, but still short. I'll try and make this chappie longer. Many thanks to my reviewers (see the end Authors Note the bottom). One more thing – Lily's thoughts are now in Italics – sorry if there's any confusion.

Everything belongs to J.K.Rowling. I only own the plot and Lily's two best friends, Jade and Allison.

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"Unnngggghh…." Lily groaned as she sleepily slapped the bringing alarm clock on her nightstand. Stupid thing. She groaned again and rolled over in her bed. Mmm…the bed was very nice and warm and coz—

"Good morning, sunshine!" Allison chirped cheerfully from somewhere above her, then promptly threw open the curtains, letting the sunshine stream in.

"BLOODY HELL, TAYLOR!" Lily shrieked, rolling off her bed and hitting the floor (stone floor mind you) hard. Oomph. She glared furiously up at her best friend who was sitting on her bed looking way too perky. "You know – some of us like to get a little sleep in the mornings." Allison just grinned.

"I know you love me," she said happily and moved off Lily's bed. Lily groaned again. Damn you Allison for being such a bloody morning person. She grumbled and got off the floor – there was no sense in going back to sleep – she wouldn't be able to. She sighed (A/N – I know, Lily sighs a lot – but hey. Wouldn't you if you were woken up way too early in the morning by your crazy, perky, best friend?)

There was a loud huffing noise coming from the bed on Lily's left. Lily rolled her eyes and looked to her left. A very haughty looking Charlotte Richards sat up in her bed, her long blond hair tousled with her arms crossed over her chest. "Ex-cuse me, Allison dear, but don't you think that was rude? I mean here we are, sleeping soundly and innocently, when you come along and disturb us. (insert disgruntled huff here) Honestly, I think I ought to be given an apology." She finished her speech and looked around expectantly. "Well?"

Allison snorted as Charlotte huffed daintily and flounced off to the bathrooms. Allison rolled her eyes and ambled over to her dresser. She pulled out a drawer, rummaged through it and frowned.

"Have either of you seen my pink underwear? You know my lucky pair? The one that's light pink and has bows and – "

Jade cut her off. "Allison, I am half deaf from that bloody alarm, half blind from the sunlight, and I have half a mind to strangle you this morning. The only thing standing between my fantasy and reality is you being my best friend. So please, not this morning." Jade finished and pulled some clothes out of her closet. Jade was more athletic than Lily or Allison, and really hated shopping and make up. The only boys she was interested in, were the ones who ate, breathed, and lived for Quidditch the way she did.

Allison rolled her eyes and rummaged through her drawer again. "Hey has anyone seen my pink bra? The one with the bows that matches my - "

Jade, now very annoyed, cut her off again. "For goodness sake, Allison. Either you or the house-elves must have misplaced it because bras and panties do not walk off by themselves."

Allison rolled her eyes again. "Alright alright. Enough about the undergarments." She stopped. "Hmm…are you sure you haven't seen my blue pair of - " She shut up immediately at the withering glare from Jade.

A very indignant huff was heard from the bathroom. "Could you please stop bickering? I mean all I'm -- "

This remark was cut off by now a very pissed off Jade Wilkins.

"STUFF IT RICHARDS!"

Allison and Lily looked at each other and laughed silently, as Charlotte pouted and waltzed out of the dormitories. Jade stalked to the bathroom, and slammed the door. Lily heard some incoherent sentences that went something like this: "…bloody…stupid….undergarments…stupid…..Richards…...Allison…..sunlight…clock….psychotic perky little…."

Lily grinned and returned to dressing, both of them not noticing how maybe their lack of certain underwear (especially the frilly, pink, and ones with bows) was their first sign of danger. Well…they would soon find out.

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Lily, Allison and Jade walked down to the Great Hall, chatting about classes (Lily), boys (Allison), and Quidditch (Jade). They made their way towards the Gryffindor table and sat next to the Marauders. Jade was the first to notice their odd behavior.

All four of them were grinning so hard it looked like their faces were going to crack. Once they spotted the three girls looking at them they quickly turned to their breakfasts and chatted casually. Well as casually as possible.

"So…er….Prongs," Sirius started trying not to look too guilty (and failing miserably). "Uh…so….we're going to cream Hufflepuff next week. I mean their chasers are miserable."

"Right," James replied thickly (you try grinning like an idiot while stuffing your face with bacon). "Umm…weather's great." All of the Marauders and the girls stared at him strangely. "Ahh—I mean….yup. Their chasers are…horrible." He nodded for emphasis all the while thinking: Weather? What the hell, James! You nearly blew our cover!

Lily shook her head and turned back to her breakfast. She didn't notice Peter wink to Sirius who immediately muttered under his breath and flicked his wand. All of a sudden the Great Hall had lengths of string strung around the room. And the on the string was Lily's, Jade's and Allison's undergarments. Pink bras, lacy bras, navy panties with zooming snitches (Jade's), almost every embarrassing thing a girl could own (undergarment wise) was displayed on strings in front of everyone. (A/N: think laundry – only with lots of panties and bras.)

The girls looked up and nearly choked. But that wasn't the worst part. Oh no.

The boys' (mostly Sirius) creativity had stretched beyond that. Over every article of clothing was a bright neon sign displaying a fact about that item. For example, over Allison's pink bra and panties was a sign that read: 'Allison's Lucky Bra and Panties'. Over a green lacy pair of panties, a sign read: 'Lily's First Pair of Non-Cotton Knickers'. And so on and so forth. The hall was in chaos. Students were laughing so hard, they were crying and falling over in a heap on the floor. Some had laughed so hard, bits of porridge and toast were flying everywhere. (A/N: I don't know if that's scientifically possible, but just work with me here. )

Lily had turned so red, it was impossible to tell where her face ended, and her hair began. She uttered a choked cry and lunged at James. It had taken the combined efforts of Professor McGonagall and three other prefects to stop Lily from strangling James. Lily shrieked and flailed but it did no good. She was restrained, while watching James collapse in laughter in front of her.

Meanwhile Jade had turned pale, then incredibly red. She was sputtering and glaring at the boys. Allison had just seen red. She tackled Sirius and would have nearly kicked him in the 'no-no' zone if it hadn't been for a prefect.

Albus Dumbledore stood up. "SILENCE!" he commanded loudly. All the students looked up at the head table. James had even managed to get up.

"Misters Black, Potter, Lupin, and Pettigrew, will you please see me in my office as soon as you are dismissed. I assure you, I have never seen such a prank in my life, that was marvelously executed. However, punishment is in order. Detentions for all of you for a month, and fifty points from Gryffindor." His paused and his eyes twinkled. "As for Misses Evans, Wilkins, and Taylor, ten points from Gryffindor for fighting. Now – I do wish that all students compose themselves before their first lessons, as I make sure that these – ah – certain belongings are returned to their proper place." He smiled. The three girls turned about three shades redder.

Dumbledore sat down and flicked his wand as all the items of clothing vanished (as well as the signs).

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Lily Evans was in a foul mood. She was bloody pissed off. She stormed through the common room entrance and dropped her bag on the floor next to the couch. She plopped ungracefully down onto the couch and scowled.

Not only did she have to endure everyone's remarks about her 'First Pair of Non-Cotton Knickers' but she also had to endure James Potter and his cronies guffawing their heads off everytime they say her. Damn them and their bloody creativity. She scowled even more.

"Helllllooooooo Lily darling," a cheerful voice said from behind her. She didn't even have to turn to know who it was.

"Piss of Potter," she snarled, clearly not in the mood.

"But Liilllllllyyyyyyyyyyyy," he wined. "I--"

"Potter the only thing that is sparing you life is my promise to McGonagall that I wouldn't maim you in any way, shape, or form, now DO NOT TEST ME!" she said very quickly and loudly.

Every head in the common room turned towards them. Lily groaned, picked up her bag, whacked James over the head with it and stalked off to her room.

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