A/N: people actually like this! gosh that makes me so happy. :D sorry this took forever, I know you all probably hate me now. buuutt I will write more cos I have ideas now!

When I say 'shotgun',

You say 'wedding'.

-Time To Dance Panic! At The Disco

Chapter 7

Remus and Jamie ran to the entrance to the girl's 7th year dorm to find Lily standing there with her mouth open.

"Lily! What's wrong?" Both of them asked at the same time. She just stood there staring at the closed door.

"Earth to princess!" Jamie waved her hand in front of her face before slapping her cheek. Just then James and Sirius, followed by Peter, came up next to them, laughing.

"Good Merlin, Evans! It's just your -" Sirius started before getting a look at her. "Hey. Your hair is red."

Jamie glared at him, "No shit, Sherlock."

Sirius was about to ask 'who the hell is sherlock,' when James broke in. "Why is Evans just standing there, and why is nothing wrong with her hair?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Lily snapped as she turned around to face him. "You're worried about my hair when Sam is in there with that – that – whatever the hell it is!"

"Wait. You're saying that it missed you and hit Sam?" James asked. "Holy shit…"

"Missed m – what! Why the bloody hell would anything even attempt to hit me?"

Just then, the girl's door opened and out stepped Sam.

"What the fuck happened!" Jamie screamed.

They all looked at Sam. She was drenched in what looked to be something blue and sticky and her hair was extremely black with just a hint of blue streaks that you could see in the light.

"BLACK! POTTER!"

"Excuse me!" Sirius yelled. "Why would you think we did this! You know, if you assume, you make an ass out of you and me."

"Oh, I'll make something out of you, Black!" Sam started to run after him as he jumped down the stairs two at a time. "Yeah, you better run!" was the last thing they heard her scream, as the portrait door slammed shut.

"You know she'll get you too," Jamie said turning to James. "You better watch yourself."

"Oh please, what can she possi – wait, strike that. She'd murder."

"You bet your ass she would, Potter."

"No one asked you Evans."

Ever since school had started, James had completely lost interest in Lily. Like I'd care, she thought to herself. It's not that she wanted him pestering her every single day with the usually 'Go out with me, Evans", it was just that she liked feeling that someone noticed her. Well, of course everyone noticed her. She was the only girl at Hogwarts with the fiery red hair, but that wasn't it. She had gotten boy's attention, but of course she knew they wanted nothing but sex. How could James be any different?

--

The next few weeks had been repeats. They would go to classes, James and Lily would fight to be the first to answer a question and send death glares at each other. Lily's mood had changed along with the weather. The leaves had begun to fall off the trees for the approaching winter, and Lily's temper had gotten a bit more misdirected.

"Look Lily. All I said was that you need to calm down. Quit taking all of your anger out on us," Sam tried to reason with her, but she never did listen.

"What makes you think I have anger? I never said anything about anger! WHAT IS WITH YOU PEOPLE!"

It had been going on for about an hour. Lily had snapped at Sam for coming up and saying 'hello' and sitting down next to her. Naturally, Sam had snapped back.

"WE are fine! It's YOU that jumps down everyone's throat! Just chill out for a while and quit being such a bitch."

"Me? A bitch? Oh please! I have a right to be angry."

"HA! You just said it! You're angry. Now just tell me why and we can move on from this."

"What makes you think I'd tell you?"

Sam stood back stunned. They had talked about everything and helped each other out when they had a problem. Why was this different? Just then, Jamie and the Marauders had come through the portrait knowing something was wrong.

"Why wouldn't you tell me?"

Lily just stared at her and looked away.

"Huh?" Sam screamed. "Tell me why the fuck you wouldn't tell me!"

"Sam," Jamie stepped in. "Just let her be. She'll tell you when she's ready."

"No. She's telling me right now." she stepped in front of where Lily was standing and stared down at her. "Spit. It. Out."

"I won't tell you because YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM! And I don't need to explain anything to do." She screamed as she stalked off to the dorm room.

Sam turned and looked at the faces behind her. "What'd I do?"

All of them shrugged their shoulders in response and Sirius made his way over to her and put his arm around her shoulder.

"Don't worry, love. I'm sure it's just her, you know, time." He grinned as she shoved his arm off of her.

"Shut up, Black!" Jamie yelled. "Sam," she said turning to her, "we'll find out what's wrong. I'm sure she's just over reacting about something small."

--

For the rest of the evening until dinner, Sam and Lily stayed as far from each other as possible. Jamie had tried to get something out from Lily as to why she was mad, but had gotten shot down. She made her way over to Remus where he was sitting on the couch in the common room engulfed in a book.

"Hey," she said sleepily.

"Hi. Not going to well with Lily and Sam still, eh?"

"Yeah," she sighed. "I really hope things get better soon. I can't take this anymore!"

"They'll get better. After all, they're them! She can't stay mad at Sam forever, right?" Remus asked with his head tilted.

"Well, it does depend on what she's upset about. And right now, none of us know. She hasn't talked to anyone."

Jamie and Remus had been with each other for a while, since neither of them felt like being around the other two girls when they were arguing. They spent most of their time in the library usually talking until they were shooed out.

"They just argue because they're too good of friends. They just love each other too much." Jamie stated.

"Yeah, I guess." Remus said blankly.

"And you know Remus. Other people show how they feel for someone else in a different way." She leaned in closer to him. "Like –" she was about to lean in farther with he pulled away.

"Oh, look at the time. Time for dinner, don't you think?"

"Bloody prat," she muttered as she stood up and watched him run out down to the Great Hall.

--

Arriving to the Great Hall, Jamie found Lily sitting at the far end of the table going over homework for Monday and Sam at the other end of the table shuffling her food around her plate, while the Marauders sat in the middle.

Deciding that she didn't want to start any arguments, she sat down with the Marauders.

"Not in the mood for another fight," she replied calmly as the four boys stared at her.

"You know, one of them should really try and do something." Peter squeaked (A/N: ewww)

"Please. They're both too headstrong. Neither would make the first move."

"You're right, but someone needs to push them in the right direction." James said and stood up and made his way down to where Lily was sitting. "Hey, Evans."

"Shove off, Potter. I'm not in the mood for any of your antics now."

"You know," he started as if he didn't hear her. "You and Sam are too good of friends to be fighting."

"Maybe if she APOLIZED to me, I could see speaking to her again." Lily screamed out so Sam would be able to hear.

"Me? Why should I be the one to apologize!" she screamed back.

"Because it's YOUR fault!"

"And what is exactly did I do to make this MY fault! I bet I really didn't even do anything and you're just acting like this so you can take your anger out on someone and say that it's my fault!"

"Oh, it is your fault! Just like it was when your parents died!"

The whole Great Hall froze and started at Sam. Lily slapped her hand over her mouth and had wide eyes.

"Oh my gosh, Sam. I didn't mean it. Really I didn't." She made her way over to Sam and started to reach out. "I really didn-" but Sam pushed her away.

She stared at her before stomping to the entrance and turning around. "Don't come the fuck near me again, Evans!" and she left in tears, running all the way back to the dorm, locking her self in the bathroom to cry herself to sleep.

A/N: mmk I have to stop now because my mother is screaming at me from upstairs. rawr rawr rawr. but if you review, I can write mooree! maybe, I do have a 4 day weekend, but I make no promises.