I haven't even made another copy of this story...but I've daydreamed about it a lot....now I'm going to get all obsessed with James and Lily...it seems that everyone is lately. Well, I wanted to explain to myself why Lily ever got to loving James...so I started daydreaming about it....

Disclaimer: Harry Potter, James Potter, Lily Evans, and many other characters in this text are solely the property of J. K. Rowling, they aren't mine and I'm not trying to steal them, merely borrow them. Indeed.

Chapter Two: Moony's Doubts

Lily stopped with the shout and turned around, turning angry emerald green, almond-shaped eyes on Remus.

"Will you please keep your friends quiet, Lupin?" She said, rather snappily.

Remus looked at her above his notes, with a pleading look, and said quietly, "I can't control my friends, Lily. I'm sure James would shut up if you just asked him, though."

James laughed. "Yeah! Come on, Evans! I won't bite!" To which Sirius sniggered quietly and Peter honked a goose-like laugh.

Lily promptly turned away and sped up, leaving a distressed James surrounded by his chuckling friends behind.

"Why don't you just give up on her?" Sirius said when he'd finally stopped laughing as they turned into the Great Hall for lunch. "She doesn't like you."

James cast an angry look at his best friend and said, "She likes me. She just doesn't know it yet."

"Ha. You know, that's funny, but I recall her telling you...eh...what was it? Oh yeah--about forty million times that she doesn't like you at all. Why, when was it?, just last week she told you that she'd rather go out with a jackass than you. If you ask me, that's a little harsh for there to be any chance of improvement."

James snorted, "You're acting like my obsession with Evans is something to worry about--" He jerked his thumb in the direction of one curly blonde headed girl who was walking close by with a group of friends.

Sirius's cheeks went red. "My obsession with Trixie Bones is a hundred times more pure and truthful than your obsession with Evans."

"All you want to do with Trixie is snog her then cast her aside, just like all of the other girls--" James said heatedly.

"At least there were other girls for me!" Sirius interrupted, "All you've ever had eyes for is a girl that doesn't like you--"

"Boys! Please settle down!"

James and Sirius looked up at Professor McGonagall, who was looking incredulously from one to the other, then at each other, and sat down peacefully to eat.

"I keep thinking there's something we've forgotten." James said as he ate his way through a chicken leg a few minutes later.

Peter promptly dropped his own chicken wing and piped up, "I know, James, it was the thing that you didn't want to show us until we got to be alone--"

"Yeah!" Sirius said. "Remember the--"

"Shh!" James said, pointing at a dreamy-eyed girl who was staring unblinkingly at Sirius not too far down the table. She quickly averted her eyes toward a spot just above Sirius's head as he saw her looking and the two boys laughed pitilessly.

"Alright, then." James cut in slyly, "We'll tell you what we've got if you hurry up. I'm full." And as if to prove his point he hoisted his bag onto his shoulder and headed out of the Great Hall toward the marble staircase.

Fifteen minutes later (A/N Hey! It's a long way up to the Gryffindor dorms!) Sirius, Remus, and a rather sad looking Peter scrambled through the portrait hole to find James alone on one of the many couches spread throughout the room, reading The Quibbler.

"Well?" Remus said, overcome with curiosity as he cast his beautifully organized bag aside and sat down across from James. "What is it?"

James seemed to be quite in practice of taking his time about things. First his eyes were unglued from the magazine, then he slowly lowered it and set it down on the cushion beside him, then he sat back and made himself comfortable in his seat before saying, "I've got a time turner."

He took it out of his pocket (rather gloatingly) and dangled it in front of Remus's eyes. Sirius and Peter sat down as Remus's eyes turned large and he reached a shaking hand out to touch the hourglass swaying from his friend's hand.

"So..." Sirius said, sitting back beside James and stretching his legs out onto the couch across from him. "Past or future?"

James smiled and pocketed the hourglass again, saying, "Future for sure."

Remus frowned, "I'm not sure--"

"Ah, don't be such a boring brute, Moony." James said, waving his hand as if swatting a fly in front of his face. "What's the point of having a time turner if we aren't going to do anything with it--though I'm sure we could sell it..."

"What's the fun of that?" Sirius said smugly. "We have to use it! How're we ever going to know what the future's like if we don't find out for ourselves?"

Remus grinned wryly. "You know, Padfoot, at times you can be pretty clever, but sometimes your head just seems to have shut down. Why don't we WAIT for the future?"

"How boring is that?" James said happily, "We have a time turner! We can see if they've got a remedy for werewolf bites in the future and bring some back!" He cleared his throat and glanced around before saying, "Of course, that would difficult the situation that we have now a bit--"

"Come on, Moony." Sirius interrupted, "What're you going to do? Are you going to tell a teacher on us? Or give us detention?--" At this statement James clapped his hand to his mouth with mock surprise, "--Or are you going to come with us and see the FUTURE--"

"And it's many wonders..." James said laughingly.

Remus was silent for a minute, before he smiled slightly and said, "Fine. If getting rid of the curse that makes me Moony is the result of our little expedition, then I'm all for it."

James chortled as he said, "Don't use big words, Moony, Wormtail's already confused." He pointed at Peter's dull face and laughed.

"Now all we need to do is find out how this works." Sirius said, smiling.

James caught the hint and pulled the hourglass out of his pocket.