AN: Yes, it's been a while. I just have too much stupid homework, and it's really annoying. Plus the book from hell has not gotten any shorter. And our teachers decided that since finals are so close that it's a great idea to give us piles of homework. So, I'm going to put out another chapter today, plus an author's note about the importance of Remus's illness. After that, I probably won't update for a while. Sorry.

"James, James!" Lily shouted as she ran towards the bespectacled boy after school. James turned around and raised his eyebrows at the girl. She was running towards him, her hair flying behind her.

"Lily what's wrong?" he asked, as she halted in front of him, gasping for breath in the cold December weather.

"James, I really need to talk to you. It's important. But I don't want to say anything here, we'll have to find somewhere private." James smiled. Turned out he would get to say those words he'd wanted to say since the moment he'd met Lily.

"So, my place or yours?" he said barely holding back a smirk. However, Lily seemed not to catch the innuendo or was too flustered to care. Either way, she continued on, much in the manner she had before.

"Well, my dreadful sister is probably at home with her whale of a fiancé, so how about yours." James nodded in agreement and the two set off together.

When they finally arrived at James's house, James realized the full extent of the situation. The girl of his dreams was in his house. The place where he ate and slept and bathed. And if she took one look at his room, she would be out of his life in a minute. He needed a plan and fast. Then, he saw his mother in the living room. His mother was a people person, and whenever they had guests, she spoke to them for hours, often preoccupying them until the end of their visit. He was sure whatever Lily had found couldn't be that important.

"How about the living room?" he suggested hopefully. Unfortunately, Lily had also caught sight of Mrs. Potter in the living room.

"No, your mother's in there, and I need to talk to you privately. So come on, your room's upstairs, right?" James nodded glumly and followed the red-haired girl up the stairwell.

They finally stopped outside the black-haired boy's room. With a deep breath of preparation, he opened the door. Lily made no comment, though she raised her eyebrows and frowned a bit. She sat down carefully on the edge of the bed, as if she was afraid of sitting on something. Her fear was definitely justified. James sat next to her, and looked at her with interest. If she was willing brave his room with absolutely no comments, then it must be good.

"I've found out what Remus has." James's eyes widened in surprise. He nodded at her to continue. "Honestly, I feel a little dumb, there's information everywhere, and I just can't believe I've missed it so far. I mean, he has all the signs, it was just so obvious!"

James was thoroughly surprised at this information. However, he still didn't know just what Lily was talking about.

"Lily, what are you going on about? And if it was so obvious, then why didn't you find it when you looked in the library?" Lily shook her head.

"Well, because it wasn't in the library. It's been on the news. Not quite as much recently, I'll give you that, but it has been on the news. It's more of a recent disease, you see. And since our books in the library are about 50 years old, they didn't help at all. Honestly, would it kill them to purchase a few more books for us!"

James gently grabbed Lily by her shoulders and shook her a bit, bringing the redhead out of her tirade.

"Lily, calm down. Just spit it out." Lily took a deep breath and looked James straight in the eye.

"James, Remus has AIDS."

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