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Disclaimer: these are painful! I have to honestly admit i do not own the wonderful world of harry potter, or harry potter himself, but they do infact belong to that of....dun,dun,dun (lol) the fabulous J.K. Rowling.

(A/N: Before you read the next sentence(s) (I haven't actually written them yet) please note that there is no Remus/Lily going on here, because that goes totally against my opinion of a good Lily/James story)

Throughout the beginning of fifth year, as I started to become better friends with Remus, I began noticing things.

Strange things.

Things that would expose yet another dynamic side of James Potter to me. The James Potter I thought I had summed up so well.

As I descended the staircase to the common room in a worried manner, I tried with all of my brain power to come up with a decision about Remus' deep secret.

Should I tell him? Or should I pretend I haven't figured it out?

Well, I suppose I should tell him.

Should I take him aside? Should I say it in front of his friends?

I pressed my cool hand on my burning forehead. It was hopeless. My mind ached, and wished to be left alone, but I continued to push it to the extreme.

But how should I do it?

It never fails. Whenever I had a huge debate with myself at Hogwarts I always stumbled into none other than...
I had pushed my intellect to the obvious limit. I turned the corner sharply, irritated that my smarts had failed me.

Bam!

I smashed painfully into someone, and fell backwards into the wall. Ouch! My back screamed, after it had rammed into the hard, brick wall.

"Oh, my! I am dreadfully sorry Lily. I should have been watching where I was going." I heard a familiar voice apologize.

I looked up into the tired face, of Remus Lupin, my prefect buddy.

"Oh, no problem Remus." I said, hoping my frustration wasn't apparent in my voice.

"Are you sure you are all right?" He inquired, complete apprehension was taking over his already worn-out looking face.

"Ye... actually. I was wondering if you could give me a tad bit of advice," I stated. Still not sure if what I was doing was actually the right thing at all.

"Of course, Lily." His face relaxed slightly, and now a slight twinkle had appeared in his eyes.

I had to hand it to him, Remus definitely had a knack for giving advice. So, I decided to ask him for advice about our situation, without actually letting him know. Man did that backfire!

"Well, you see, I have this astonishing friend. And we aren't quite best friends, but we have really great times together."

"Okay, I'm listening," he encouraged.

"But, this friend isn't what they appear to be, although I love them just the same, mind you. Over the years I have collected evidence to point to the fact... that they aren't quite.... Exactly...huma........."

"I am not certain I understand," he said concerned, the battered look more noticeable than ever.

"Well...to put it in the most simplistic of terms... I have a friend with a profound secret... I have unwillingly noticed their symptoms and figured out this... classified information I suppose... and I'm not sure if telling them I know is the right thing." I couldn't do it, I wasn't sure how to. This wasn't the kind of thing I could study out of a book, How To Tell Your Friend You Know They Are A WEREWOLF I mean come on! This was life, and whatever I said mattered.

"I applaud you Lily. You certainly are a clever witch."

"What? You knew who I was talking about?" My chest was tight and I couldn't breathe.

"You have discovered my darkest secret. We've been close friends for what? Two years. You know it took James and Sirius about three years to discover it? And that was with being my best friends." He said chortling.

I took a long refreshingly relaxing breath. I giggled a little as we strolled down the corridor together. Enjoying the peaceful silence, because we both knew there were no secrets between us.

"Now I understand the nickname I hear Black and Potter call you. Moony. It is so...fitting."

"Yes, that's what we thought when they became an..........." Cough, cough!

"Became what?" I asked, thoroughly intrigued in what he had to say.

"You know curiosity killed the cat, Tiger Lily."

"Oh come on, you must tell me!"

"Alright. I suppose I must reward those who are honest."

A huge satisfied grin spread across my face. I had never won an argument that easily before.

"You know, Lily, th..."

"Oh no, Remus! No changing the subject! You have to tell me!" I almost shouted.

A flustered look was found of Remus' face.

"Oh, alright," exasperation was evident in his tone.

"I suppose it all started when..."

Remus went on to explain the story of how he became a werewolf, how Dumbledore was the only one kind enough to allow him to attend a school, Sirius' and James' discovery of Remus' secret, and the touching story of how James and Sirius stuck with him once they knew the truth, as well as how they had become animagi and helped Peter become one too, just for him, Remus.

"Oh, James and Sirius. They are the best friends anyone can ask for." Remus finished.

"Yeah, except for me. I could easily do without them." I said rolling my brilliant green eyes.

"You know Lily. That was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. Without them I would be lost. And when they found out I was a werewolf, I told them I didn't want them to become animagi for me. But, they were so loyal, and wanted to help me. They have a thirst to please, those two do."

"Okay, I understand about Sirius, but most definitely not Potter." I claimed, trying to fight the agitation inside me.

"Lily, there is way more to James than you think. From your point of view you see him as a spoiled pure-blood who never does his homework and pranks people for pure pleasure or just to make you angry."

"Exactly," I interrupted.

"Try from mine now. He is a loyal friend who has stuck with you even though he knows you're a werewolf. He did something basically illegal, just to show you his loyalty. He only pranks people he despises, but most importantly, he sticks up for everyone, he has even stuck up for you." Remus said pointing at me.

I turned around to see who he was pointing at but all I saw was an empty hallway behind me.

"You," he said pointing again, "Lily Evans."

"But why?" I was entirely shocked. Why would Potter stick up for me? Lily Evans. His sworn enemy. It didn't make sense in anyway whatsoever to me.

"Well, Lily... he umm... I don't know if I should be telling you...this...," he replied looking nervous.

"Oh, go on Remus, I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

"Umm... that's...what... you... do ...when... you mmphmph someone," he was being difficult, and placed one of his scarred hands over his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that." I wanted to know, and I was willing to do what was needed to find out what I wanted.

"I said that's what you do when you mmphmph someone!" He grinned widely, content he had concealed James secret from me.

"Oh, Mr. Problematic I see. Go on, do tell," I said, playfully jabbing his side with my wand, ready to use it if necessary.

"No," he laughed, "I will never surrender."

He raced down the hall, he was so much faster than I. I went quickly around the corner and ran into, what I thought, was Remus.

I was knocked into the wall again. I hit the exact same spot on my back, "Ouch!"

"Sorry," someone muttered

As I grabbed the hand that had just popped in front of my face, I didn't even bother seeing who the owner was before I said to them, "Oh, come on Remus! Tell me why James sticks up for me."

The person didn't answer. And when I looked up in a half standing, half sitting position, I was face to face with none other than, the Potter himself.

"Oh," I quickly murmured. My face was probably the color my fiery hair. "I'm sorry I thought you were Re..."

"Remus," he answered at the same time.

"Well, yes actually. I should really be going now." I was full-fledged embarrassed. I didn't even bother going out of my way to insult him. I started quickly walking away, not even looking back.

"Oh, wait," he said, following me. With his long strides he quickly caught up.

"Yes," I asked becoming completely engrossed in my shoes.

"You wanted to know why I stick up for you?"

"Yes," I replied barely audible, I was blushing copiously once again.

"Well, that's what you... do... when... you... like someone." He turned around and headed in the opposite direction. His steps were so lengthy, I couldn't catch up even if I had ten shots of espresso. I just stood there, rooted to the spot.

Then, I became positively furious. I was mad I had given James a reason to like me. I mean I thought it was quite obvious I didn't like him. Or were my insulting remarks about him not enough.

I stormed back up to the Gryffindor Common Room. As I passed through it, I shot Remus, Sirius, and Peter a death glare, from across the room. But I didn't stop for a chat. I stormed up the stairs leading to the Girls' Dormitory. My best friends were about to get their ears talked off.