Sorry it took me more than a day to update! I'm just joking. If you expected me to update every day, you wouldn't want to get your hopes up! I am expecting to update about once a week or so. But over the summer, it may be more! Sorry the last chapter was kinda emotional. I'm not that good…. This chapter: enter Lily!

Chapter 4: She's here!

Sirius almost fainted at James' last comment. "You can't be serious!" he yelled.

"No, I can't because you are, Sirius," James said, grinning.

"Stop with the lame jokes, James, and spill," Remus said, annoyed.

"Do I have to?" he begged.

"YES!" yelled everyone, even Dumbledore.

"Well, I guess now that it's pretty obvious, I guess I do have feelings for Lily, I guess."

"Will you stop with the 'I guess's!" Sirius exclaimed.

"Sorry," James said quickly. "Alright. Ever since I first saw Lily, I liked her. And I know this seems childish, but I thought I could get her attention if I annoyed her. Just like we did in fourth grade, Padfoot." Dumbledore looked up at the mention of Sirius's nickname. "Just a name, Professor," James said hurriedly, not wanting to blow their cover. "So, I annoyed her, for the better part of five years. And just now I realized my feelings for her. Are you happy now, guys?" Everyone nodded except Harry. He just sat there, deep in thought.

"Harry?" Hermione ventured cautiously. "Harry?" she asked again after getting no answer. "Harry!" she almost yelled. Harry jerked out of what seemed like a trance and looked around. "Wha-what?" he asked. "Are you alright?" Hermione asked. "Of course I am," Harry replied. "Just in a state of shock," he said, and it looked it. His eyes were glazed over like he was deep in thought. "Harry! Will you please pay attention!" Hermione cried, exasperated. Harry looked up again and said, "Sorry."

"Hem, hem," Dumbledore cleared his throat. "If we are all in control of our emotions, I would like to say a few words. First of all, James, I would like to say that even thought she thinks you hate her and probably feels the same way, Miss Evans will fall in love with you, and you obviously already have. And second, I would like to have you four," here he pointed at James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter, "step out of the room for a moment so I can talk to these three." The Marauders left Dumbledore's office.

"Sir," Hermione asked, "are you really going to modify their memories?"

"I'm not quite sure," Dumbledore sighed. "On one hand, it wouldn't be safe not to. On the other hand, we don't have to tell them everything."

"So you wouldn't tell them about Pettigrew being a traitor and Voldemort killing them and everything?" Harry blurted out.

"I don't think so," Dumbledore answered. "But there is the problem of setting up James and Lily," he said, smiling.

Hermione gaped at him. "Are you sure?" she asked. "I mean, even though James admitted his feelings for her, how do we know she feels the same way?"

"Simple," Dumbledore replied. "Just let me work out a few details." He turned to the door and called, "You may come in now."

The Marauders entered Dumbledore's office again. "Sir?" James asked.

"Yes James?" Dumbledore replied.

"I have a question. Why did you say they were from Beaxbatons, then say they traveled in time?" He pointed to Harry, Ron, and Hermione as he said 'they'.

"Well James, they did travel in time," he said. "They are not from Beaxbatons."

"Then why did you say you were?" Remus asked Hermione.

"I didn't know if I was allowed to tell them or not," she confessed, looking guiltily at Professor Dumbledore.

"Well, it is safe to tell them now," Dumbledore said, looking proudly at Hermione. That girl uses her brain far too much, he thought.

"Now there is just the issue of living here until I can figure out a way to take you three back to your own time," Dumbledore told them. "I think it would be best if Harry and Ron boarded with you four," he acknowledged the Marauders, "and Hermione boarded with the sixth year girls."

"But Professor, what about our things?" Harry asked.

"I suppose you four would be willing to give up some robes to these two," Dumbledore asked James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. They nodded. "And I believe you and Miss Evans should be about the same size, Hermione," Dumbledore said. "You can borrow some of hers. Now maybe I should summon her here, and she can be your tour guide. Kelly, could you please bring Miss Evans here?" He asked the house elf standing in the shadows. "Yes sir, Kelly will get right on it, sir," she squeaked.

"Oh, and Kelly, did you arrange for the extra beds in the dormitories?" Dumbledore asked. "Yes sir, the beds are in the dormitories!" she squeaked one more time and disappeared through the door.

"Now," Dumbledore said, clasping his hands together, "would you like to wait outside for Lily, James?" James nodded sheepishly and stepped outside. "Now if I knew you at all, Sirius, I would suspect that you were listening at the door while we were talking." Sirius nodded guiltily. "So by now you would know that we are searching for a way to get James and Lily together." Sirius nodded again. "I do believe I have an idea," Dumbledore said, a twinkle in his eye.

"What is it Professor?" Ron asked eagerly.

"You'll find out in Potions class tomorrow," he said cryptically.

"Aww," moaned the entire group.

"Just wait," Dumbledore chuckled.

"Sir, she's here!" James yelled, bursting into the room with Lily following behind him. Dumbledore smiled at Lily and said, "Sit down, Miss Evans." She sat down in one of the remaining seats in front of Dumbledore's desk, eyeing Harry, Ron, and Hermione suspiciously.

"Who are they?" she asked.

"This is Harry, Ron, and Hermione," Dumbledore said, indicating them respectively. "Hermione will be living in your dormitory for a while. She is in need of a few other sets of robes. Could you supply them?" Lily nodded. "Good. I ask one more thing of you. Can you show her around Hogwarts?" Lily nodded again. "Good. I believe class will be ending in about two minutes. Why don't you all get an early start on lunch?"

The group left his office, Harry and James chatting animatedly. "Fawkes, I believe I need to talk to a certain Professor Metgan," he said to the scarlet phoenix. Fawkes chirped back at him. Dumbledore sighed. "This will be interesting…"

(I'm lazy)

How did you like it? Next chapter: Potions class! I have an idea that has to do with… oh, id I told you it wouldn't be a surprise anymore! Just be sure to review or I'll hunt you down with a pitchfork! (joking) Just remember to review!