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A/N: Ok, so I haven't updated in like, forever. Sorry, for anyone who actually reads this. Anyways, I'm updating now, coz its holidays and I thought I would.

Before she could escape somewhere else, James looked up to see a thoroughly distressed Lily at the bottom of the staircase. For a second, he looked like he was about to laugh, but he quickly changed his mind. He opened his mouth and Lily braced herself for some snide remark. But it never came.

Instead, much to her surprise, all he said was,

'What's the matter Evans? Anything I can help you with?'

No sniggering, no quick, sideways glances at Sirius, nothing rude whatsoever. Lily did that herself.

'Get a life Potter. The day I come to you for help is the day you know I've lost my mind.'

And with that, she marched straight towards the portrait hole, leaving a somewhat bemused James in her wake.

Once outside the portrait hole, Lily sank onto the ground, feeling even more miserable than before. That made her quite confused, because, in more normal circumstances, yelling at James Potter should have made her feel much better. However, today was in no way a normal day, so no normal, first-day things were to be expected. In fact, after her little outburst, she felt rather mean.

So now, sitting outside the Gryffindor portrait hole, sat a miserable, homesick, confused, conscience-stricken Lily, who really just wanted the comfort of her home and her family. Poor Lily was overcome with tiredness and homesickness and in her despondent and befuddled state, fell asleep outside the portrait hole.

Early the next morning, she was awoken by the sudden commotion that ensued upon her discovery. Remus Lupin was the first out of bed that morning and was therefore, the first to find Lily.

'God, Lily, what the hell are you doing out here?' He cried.

'Uhhh, I was sleeping.' She replied, a little coldly.

'Well, I figured that much, but why here?' was his reply.

Lily didn't reply, and after a minute or so, Remus said, with trusting eyes,

'C'mon, Lily, you can tell me.'

She looked up into his face, knowing he'd never tell. Sighing, she launched into the tale of last night's events. Of her confusion, her sadness, everything. She began to laugh, but she soon broke into tears again and Remus slid down the wall, seating himself next to her. He had no idea what to say, but Lily didn't need him to say anything.

After five minutes in this way, Remus got to his feet and offered his hand to Lily.

'Ok, up you get. Go and get dressed and then meet me outside the Great Hall.'

Lily grabbed his hand, and after being pulled to her feet, she nodded and headed back to her dormitory.

Back in there, she found Gem, Ella and their two roommates, Sienna and Jo all still fast asleep. She breathed a sigh of relief as collected her robes from her trunk and headed into the bathroom.

20 minutes later, dressed, make-up on, bag on shoulder, Lily headed back downstairs and then to the Great Hall, where Remus was waiting outside for her. When she had left the dormitory again, all her roommates were still asleep. She was relieved that she hadn't had to face them yet, but she knew she must, she needed to explain how she was feeling.

Remus greeted her with a warm smile and some toast. He handed her two slices of toast and motioned to the doors at the front of the school. Lily nodded her agreement and they walked out to the grounds, munching on their toast.

They seated themselves on the lawn, looking out over the rest of the magnificent grounds. Lily sighed heavily and Remus asked,

'Why don't you tell me everything Lily, don't bottle it all up, maybe I can help.'

Lily looked at him. She gave him a wan smile and then she broke down. She told him everything. About Mark, the pressure from her parents, her fear she was losing her friends. Absolutely everything. Then she told him about her run-in with James last night. She even told him of her change in feelings, how she felt mean she yelled at him. Then she said, almost in a whisper,

'I think I might even like him Remus. Just as a friend, but I think I actually don't hate him anymore.'

The look on Remus' face was one of fright. Lily, thinking she had said the wrong thing burst into tears. And then she heard,

'Lily Evans, the one-and-only, has admitted she might actually like me! What is the world coming to?'

She looked up find none other than Mr. Potter staring at her with a smile on his face.

A/N: ok., ok, so what did you think? Plz R&R, and I will luv u 4eva. I will even review ur stories, I promise (unless I get like a gazillion reviewers….but I doubt that will happen)