Disclaimer: Dejavu.
JANUARY 14 FOURTH YEAR
Lily sat down in HoM, but didn't unpack her things, ignoring the questioning looks of her friends. She saw Potter's friends looking at him much the same way. Professor Binns nodded his head. Lily stood, picked up her bag, and left. She waited outside the room for James, who discreetly followed a few minutes later.
Library? She thought.
Yeah. Was his return.
Once there, they sat down at a table as far apart as possible.
"All right Evans," said James. "This is how this is going to work. We're going to strengthen your abilities so you can pick something up from someone's memory or mind by choice. Right now, I could look at your memory of the first time you fell off your broomstick if I wanted. Later, I'll teach you how to keep people from doing that. But there's only one way to strengthen your mind. Practice. In all these lessons, neither of us will speak a single word. Got it?"
Who EVER said I fell off of my broomstick?
Good. So, you understand pretty well how to pick up a specific person's thoughts, yes?
Yes. But sometimes I hear things without trying to. Okay, so a LOT of the time.
That's natural for a beginner.
So who taught you?
Dumbledore.
Why couldn't he teach me!
He probably did this in attempt to make us get along.
Why would he care whether or not we got along?
Probably because we're most likely to be Heads in seventh year.
Did he say something about it?
No, but we DO have top grades.
Maybe.
You know, you're not as awful as you seem.
I'm the Slytherin Princess, what did you expect?
I don't know. I just figured you'd STILL be terrible.
Tell anyone and I'll hex you into the next millennium.
Are you bipolar?
Um, no. Are you?
Yes.
Really?
No.
Lily rolled her eyes. So typical of a Marauder. So, what were you looking for in the restricted section last night?
What makes you think I was in the restricted section last night?
Just caught a random thought, is all. So what were you looking for?
Nothing.
Fine. Lily snatched away the book that was half sticking out of his bag before he could move. I'm Slytherin Seeker for a reason. Animagi? She asked as the took it from her hands. You're studying to become an Animagus? She frowned thoughtfully as James glanced around nervously. One of the students is a werewolf, you know. She continued vaguely. My guess is that you made friends with this student, and he or she eventually told you. So you and your little friends have decided to become Animagi to keep this individual company.
I guess you ARE top of our class for a reason.
There's a trick to it, you know, becoming an Animagus. I found an old diary of a Ravenclaw who did it. She wrote down the entire process in detail. James looked at her hopefully. I'll let you use it if you include me. She could see him debating with himself. He and the others fight their way through, or get the Slytherin Princess's help and cut the time in half.
Alright. But if you betray us, so help me…Yeah, yeah, I know. And if you let it be known that I so much as ever came within fifty feet of you other than to hex you, you're dead.
Deal.