Author's Note: Okay, the thing that's changed most in this chapter is the character of Michiko. Who is now actually a character rather than just a random name occasionally attached to a sentence. Oh and the curvaceous waitress is Madam Rosmerta. Just in case no one picked up on that.

"All right, so tell me again what that thing is?" Sirius asked, clearly still baffled as to the blue orb's purpose.

Remus was sat on his bed, somehow managing to look exhausted, attentive and vaguely irritated all at the same time without making either Sirius or James want to punch him. An ability which was, James supposed, just one of the many reasons that Remus Lupin was a remarkable individual. The fact that he managed to hang around with himself and Sirius for five years, suffer from Lycanthropy and become a Prefect wasn't exactly average either he supposed. With a heavy sigh he looked up at Sirius.

"It's Lily's Memory Orb. She made two of them. She gave one of them to Dumbledore to clarify what happened and one to me to explain everything." he told them, enunciating carefully. Sirius dragged a hand over his face and collapsed down on Remus' bed next to him.

James frowned. "She performed a highly complex, mind-altering charm when she was in that condition?" he asked. Remus nodded gravely. "Bloody Hell." He sighed. "Alright. How does it work then?"

"Well… if all three of us touch it," Remus said, indicating himself, Sirius and James. "Then we'll all be drawn into it and we can observe what happened first hand. And we can skip the less interesting parts."

"What do you mean 'skip'?" Sirius asked.

"I don't really know. He just said… Dumbledore said that I could sort of focus my will on which part I wanted to see and just wave my wand and it would happen." Remus still seemed a bit confused.

James took a deep breath and nodded. "Right then." he sat on the bed while locking the door with a quick wave of his wand. "Remus are you sure you're up to this?" When Remus nodded James crossed his legs and got comfortable. "On three. One… two…three."

James reached out and touched the orb. He felt strangely as though he were in a whirlpool of a very hot bath that was draining very quickly. He was spinning but somehow staying in the same place. His ears were blocked like they were underwater and his head had an unnatural amount of pressure on it, while a burst of energy made him feel tremendously warm. It should have been a bit more alarming but he felt oddly comfortable and mellow.

He knew that memories were strange things. That sitting on someone else's innermost thoughts and memories was a highly unusual experience, even by Wizarding Standards. Still, that didn't quite justify the strangeness of the sensation in his mind.

Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the sensation stopped. And he was sitting on an empty bar stool in the Three Broomsticks. He looked around him in surprise. Remus and Sirius were sitting on his right with equally confused expressions on their faces. He supposed he wasn't just being a prat for feeling so confused.

The pub was fairly packed with tumultuous Hogwarts students who were celebrating the last few days before the holidays. Everyone from third year up seemed jammed into the small establishment, even a few second years who were clearly chancing their luck. The sheer cheeriness of the place was enough to brighten anyone's mood, providing of course they were the sort who found such things enjoyable. James noted, with some amusement, the two old men in the back corner who were sipping on Firewhiskey and playing Wizard Chess while one of them kept on gesturing at a Daily Prophet. Both wore murderous expressions, making James strongly suspect they were still in the pub out of plain stubbornness rather than any desire to actually be there.

For his part, James had been in Zonko's for most of the afternoon, enjoying the Holiday Sales. He'd also been in to get new robes, to get his telescope fixed for Astronomy, buy his mum, dad and Auntie Eleanor Christmas presents and to get a copy of 'Obscure Transfiguration: The dangerous, the deadly and the forgotten, by Stian Skifte'. He hadn't had time for the Three Broomsticks. In fact he'd barely had time to think.

He turned and looked at Sirius and Remus. Remus appeared to be scanning the area while Sirius was blatantly staring at curvaceous waitress who was tending bar.

"Look! Over there!" Remus pointed to a few tables by the front window that had been pushed together. A lot of the older Hogwarts girls were sitting there. Mostly the pretty, popular ones who were (frankly) fairly vacuous and irritating. But also a few of the more interesting, intelligent and occasionally funny ones.

Not surprisingly, Lily Evans was sitting in a group of the interesting, intelligent ones, including her two best friends Amber and Michiko Hiroshi. She didn't suffer fools lightly that girl, and James had the very definite feeling that if she'd been sitting next to Pandora Connelly (a giggly, boy-obsessed Ravenclaw that drove Sirius completely up the wall), Evans would probably have cracked her skull open. That said, only one conversation seemed to be going on at the table (tables?) and Pandora certainly seemed to be at the centre of it.

The entire table was cackling away about something, while Evans merely looked vaguely amused. She was playing absently with the straw in her empty-Butterbeer tankard while still smiling and occasionally contributing. Though James saw her gaze drift around the room more than once. At one point it even landed on the two old men playing chess, and her expression of surprise at the state of the board made it clear that it wasn't the first time she'd looked. James was just settling in and getting himself extremely comfortable as he watched Evans with no fear of her catching him. It was always a fun activity in his mind. But when her head shot up unexpectedly and stared right at him, it was all he could do not to yell in shock.

Out of habit James was about to pretend that he hadn't been looking at her, but when he heard Remus make a noise of amusement beside him he realised what a prat he was being. Thankfully however, Remus didn't comment. James spun around on his barstool and saw the curvaceous waitress indicating that the tables' drinks were ready. He was just about to turn back and watch Evans again when, to his eternal disquiet, she leant through him to pick up the tray on the counter.

James did yell in shock then. He also leapt the hell out of the way, in what he liked to think was a manly manner. Rather than a girly-man, cowardly, moron manner was how he highly suspected it came across.

"Think of it this way Prongs," a sniggering Sirius informed him. "It's the most contact you've ever had with her that didn't result in her smacking you one."

"You know what Padfoot? I'd like to see your reaction if someone leant through you." James muttered bitterly. The words were hardly even out his mouth when one of the elderly gentlemen who'd been playing chess strolled right through Sirius on his way to the bathroom.

James tried not to feel too smug as Sirius shrieked like a girl and jumped about three feet in the air. "Well think of it this way Padfoot," he said in the most saccharine and innocent tone he could manage. "It's the most contact you've had with an old man who wasn't trying to beat you to death with a kitty-litter tray."

Remus snorted beside him while Sirius glowered dangerously. "Filch wasn't trying to kill me." he muttered. "And it was a cat bed, not a kitty-litter tray."

"Oh well," James replied equitably, trying not to smirk. "That makes all the difference in the world, doesn't it mate?"

"She's going back to the table." Remus told them, moving after Evans.

James stepped out of Sirius' way and ushered him forwards to the table. "Come on Padfoot. Ladies first." he commented. Sirius growled and punched his arm as he walked past. James grinned and followed him.

The table was still chattering away happily, with Pandoring a still happily at the centre of the conversation. Evans handed out everyone's drinks and edged her way between the table and the wall until she got back to her corner. James saw Michiko whisper something to her that made her giggle before taking her seat. James didn't have even the vaguest clue what it was, but he doubted Remus would allow him to 'rewind' the memory (as it were) just so he could go over and find out. Still, he moved subtly so that it wouldn't happen again.

"Of course he's gorgeous. And rich. And brilliant on a broomstick. Not nearly as good as our Potter of course, but still rather excellent." Pandora, gushed as Lily handed her a foaming mug of Butterbeer. "The boy's nearly perfect!"

"Who are you all babbling about now?" Lily asked in a bored sort of voice as she took a small drink.

"Your stalker." Amber hissed, but quietly enough so that only Lily heard her. And James, who was listening in; but that wasn't really the point. He frowned, wondering who they were talking about, while Lily rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Davey Gudgeon?" she said, appalled. Sirius and Remus both looked as disgusted as James felt. "You honestly think that Davey Grunge-brain is 'gorgeous, brilliant and nearly perfect'?"

"Well yeah!" Pandora cried incredulously. "He's practically Adonis!"

"You do realise that Adonis was the result of incestuous relations between Myrrha and her father, don't you? And as such, you just claimed that Davey Gudgeon was the result of inbreeding." Michiko asked politely, earning herself a small snigger from Lily and Amber (and James, Sirius and Remus) for her troubles. The other girls at the table, just glared at her as though she'd donned a bright pink bunny costume and announced she was marrying a shrub. "Well you did." she murmured petulantly into her drink.

"Whatever," Pandora said dismissively, shooting Michiko a look of contempt. "I still think you'd be hard pressed to find a better boyfriend at Hogwarts. Handsome, charming and brilliant on a broomstick. What more could you want?" she said complacently, seemingly of the opinion that the discussion was over.

"She's had too much Butterbeer." James muttered to Sirius and Remus. "That prat practically wet himself last year when he heard that I was-"

"That's it. You've had too much Butterbeer." Lily snapped a second later in the exact same tone James had used. Sirius grinned at him while James broke off staring at her in surprise.

"Pardon?" Pandora questioned, with her eyebrows raised.

Evans rolled her eyes and tossed her hair back, apparently getting properly involved in the conversation for the first time. "First of all, Davey Gudgeon is not brilliant on a broomstick, he can hardly stay up the air for goodness sake." she told the table sharply. "When we played them last year he nearly cried when he heard that Potter would actually be allowed to play. 'B-b-but I thought you said he wouldn't be allowed? Th-th-that's unfair Professor I-I mean B-b-black's already p-playing s-s-so P-potter shouldn't be a-a-allowed sh-should he P-professor?" she whimpered in a breathtakingly accurate imitation of Gudgeon's panic attack the previous year. James positively beamed as she continued. "It was pitiful. The only reason Hufflepuff let him on the team was because he had enough of Daddy's gold to buy a top of the line broomstick, not that he can handle the bloody thing. Waste of a perfectly good Nimbus." she added bitterly as the other girls cackled at her outburst. "Besides, the reason his family is rich is because his grandfather invented self-scrubbing bedpans. Do you really want to date someone for their bedpan money? Do you?"

Amber and Michiko were snickering away quietly while Sirius roared with laughter. The other girls at the table were giggling incredulously and even Remus looked amused. James, for his part, was grinning from ear to ear. Julie Morgan, Pandora's best friend, recovered first from her giggle-fest.

"All right, so maybe he's not almost perfect." she conceded "But you have to admit he's nice to look at."

"Yeah." Lily muttered loudly into her drink. "I suppose he is. Particularly if you like that vacant sort of look in a guy." James snorted. Lily went on. "Besides, he's blond." she dismissed.

"So?" Amber asked, nonplussed.

"Don't like blonds." Lily muttered petulantly. "Too…um… blond."

Pandora howled with laughter. "You prefer dark-haired boys then?" she said with an exaggerated wink at Amber and Michiko, who both looked revolted. Lily frowned, obviously oblivious to what Pandora was getting at.

"Er… what?" she responded blankly.

Amber saved both Lily and James from having to hear more of the astoundingly annoying conversation Pandora was clearly trying to start when she coughed pointedly and nodded at the door. Everyone at the table turned to see who or what she was indicating, including James himself. Davey Gudgeon and his friends had just walked in the door. Most of the table giggled girlishly while Lily groaned and sunk lower in her chair, apparently trying to disappear. Which had to be hard when she had a head of hair on her that could signal ships at sea. Both Amber and Michiko did their best to shield her as well, but the needn't have bothered for all the good it did.

Julie got up and called for the entire group to come over. Grunge-Brain himself looked over. He began to politely decline until he spotted Evans in the corner. A grin, which James supposed was designed to be predatory rather than pathetic, spread across his face as he and his minions lumbered over. He had a group of about five people with him and, so far as James could see, they had a group IQ of about twelve.

Davey Gudgeon had floppy blond hair, a square jaw and a stupidly superior sort of simper that never left his face. He was also over six feet tall, impossibly wide, with no neck and was surprisingly mean spirited for a Hufflepuff. Sirius's theory was that he was too thick to be in Slytherin, which considering Sirius's views on Slytherins meant that he was one hell of a dense individual. Personally, James felt he just lacked ambition: Davey Gudgeon was one of those people who was perfectly content where he was and had never even considered the possibility that he might have to do something with his life.

It was actually vaguely nauseating to think that Gudgeon and his assorted minions were considered by most to be the most popular males in school. Followed closely by the high-ranking Slytherins, followed by James, Remus, Sirius and (by association more than charisma) Peter and then the low ranking Slytherins. In fact, it was thoroughly nauseating. Especially when James was forced to work with the prat in DADA, and had to spend every single lesson resisting the urge to curse him properly.

And, just to deepen James's loathing for him, Gudgeon started leering suggestively at Lily the second he laid eyes on her. Lily, for her part, was drinking deeply from her tankard. She finally drained it and immediately asked Michiko if she thought the owners would serve fire whiskey to a student. James snorted. At least she found the git nearly as insufferable as he did.

"Hey Lil." the idiot grunted in a way the James supposed was meant to sound macho.

"That's Miss Evans to you, scumbag." she muttered darkly, glaring out the window at the lightly falling snow.

"What was that?" Gudgeon asked stupidly.

Evans sent him a look of sincerest disgust. "I said-" Amber kicked her under the table. "Ow! Oh fine." she grumbled. "I said have you tried the new Butterbeer blend?"

Gudgeon looked at her empty glass and grinned. "Not trying to get drunk are you Lil?"

"I wasn't, till you arrived." Lily said sweetly. Sirius barked with laughter and even Remus looked amused but Gudgeon had already made it to the counter before he figured out what she'd said.

"God Lily, what's your problem with him?" Julie asked, apparently highly affronted with Lily's behaviour.

"Nothing." Lily growled as he came back to the table. A moment of awkward silence descended which was broken by Pandora's slightly odd question.

"How did you get that scar on your eyebrow Davey?"

Everyone looked at her strangely for a second before Gudgeon began talking. "Oh…er… well it's sort of a funny story. I was in my second year and a sixth year dared me to touch Whomping Willow's bark and… well Whomping Willow doesn't like to be touched." he laughed inanely and few of the girls tittered along with him.

Lily was just smirking at him. James didn't think he'd seen Evans smirk before. He pointed out her expression to Remus, who had been staring in blatant disgust at Gudgeon's display. Remus looked surprised and began eyeing Lily with interest as she began to speak.

"Really?" she asked in a saccharine tone. "Well gee, that's strange." she said with the air of someone who was trying to remember something. "Because you know, I could've sworn that when you came into the Hospital Wing that night, you said… oh what was it?" she began chewing on her bottom lip and frowned in mock concentration. James was surprised to see that Gudgeon's eyes were wide. He also appeared to have a twitch on his left temple.

"Oh yes! You said that Margaret Barton and her friends had forced you into it saying that if you didn't touch the bark then they would break your broomstick in half. Yes I'm sure that's what you said. Cried too." Lily waggled her eyebrows cheekily at him while Amber and Michiko could hardly contain their laughter. At Gudgeon's questioning (and slightly hostile) look she added, "I had detention that night. McGonagall had caught me sneaking around after dark and made me clean all the bedpans. Without magic. Horrible detention to go through. But still, you livened things up for me, eh?" she winked. "Horrible detention, cleaning bedpans… though I don't suppose you've ever really had to do that have you? Clean a bedpan I mean." she smiled sweetly.

Gudgeon looked like he was going to strangle her. Lily apparently thought so too because she quickly excused herself from the table. "Well I'd better be going. Mountain of homework to do, you know. See you two back in the common room?" she said to Amber and Michiko.

Amber nodded but Michiko shook her head. "I'm staying with my cousin in Hogsmeade tonight. Dad booked a room to see me tonight before the holidays. He's going over to Japan to see his Aunt, remember?" Lily nodded. "I'll be back up tomorrow afternoon though. You can help me on that Charms homework… right?" Michiko was smiling innocently. Lily laughed, agreed and walked out of the pub. James, Remus and Sirius followed quickly

When outside Evans sighed and shook her head reproachfully. "Davey, Davey, Davey." She whispered. "When will you learn to keep your big fat mouth shut?" With that, she pulled her cloak tighter around her and started walking down the street. She was walking right past the window she had been sitting next to just moments before when-

WHAM!

"Whoa!"

"Oh! Oh… Crap. Sorry." she apologised looking up at who she'd bumped into. James had the slightly unnerving experience of watching himself, as he picked Lily Evans up off the snow-dusted ground.

"You okay?" the Alterna-Him asked awkwardly as she brushed herself off.

"Oh. Yeah, I think so. Just…er… caught a little off guard is all." she stammered, clearly uncomfortable.

"Should watch where your going Evans." the Alterna-James said with a grin. "Never know what unsavoury characters you might bump into." Lily rolled her eyes.

James stared in utter disbelief at Evans, as she gripped her hands tightly behind her back. She was standing straighter, speaking more nervously and licking her lips every few seconds; quite a change from how she'd been behaving moments earlier. How had he never noticed that at the time? 'Because you didn't see her inside at the time you prat' a voice in his head reminded him.

"Hey, look at those two." Sirius said with a grin, pointing at the window. James turned to see that behind his alternate self's back, Amber and Michiko were making swooning motions and pretending to fan themselves down. Michiko pointed at Lily, then at the alternate James and, rather overzealously, kissed the window pane. Rather odd behaviour, in his opinion, for the Greek Myth nerd who had once claimed she had no interest in 'the bizarre mating rituals of mere mortals'. So incest she was fine with but a trip to Madame Puddifoot's was simply ridiculous. James wondered if he'd ever understand Evans' friends. That said, his own were occasionally a bit of a mystery too.

He Sirius bark with laughter at the girls' antics and exchanged a significant look with Remus. Both chose to ignore the fact that two doors down, at Zonko's, alterna-Sirius was doing the exact same thing to James. Albeit with slightly more graphic hand gestures.

Both James and Lily sent their friends a quick glare at the exact same second, thereby going unnoticed by the other person. To the external observer it was actually quite a feat of synchronicity.

"Well I'm sorry Potter, I was just trying to get back to the castle as quickly as possible." Evans muttered as she returned her gaze to Alterna-James and began rubbing her arms in an earnest attempt to stay warm. "I'm freezing to death down here and I desperately want a cup of something warm."

"Oh. Well don't go that way then." James jerked his head at the road behind him which Lily had been heading down.

"A drain pipe burst or something, anyway, the whole street was flooded and is now an ice rink."

Lily muttered something indecipherable. Though both past-James and present-James had picked out the word 'typical' in there somewhere. "Well. Thanks for telling me." she acknowledged with a quick look down the street.

"Any time. But why are you going back to the castle Evans? It's only four o'clock." Alterna-James asked curiously.

Now that he understood the full situation, James really wished Evans had said 'Gudgeon was being a prat' so that he could have gone in and cursed the moron with justifiable cause. He was still lamenting the fact that she didn't when she responded.

"Yeah well…" Lily shrugged. "I've sort of had a long day. And at this exact moment I want nothing more than to sit in front of the fire with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book." she frowned slightly. "And maybe, at some point, to crush someone at Wizard Chess. I haven't decided yet."

Alterna-James laughed. "Yeah well, that way's your best bet." he pointed in the opposite direction. Lily smiled.

"Thanks for the tip." they both started walking down the street in an awkward silence. James followed them with a feeling of somehow intruding on himself. It also occurred to him how strange it was to be walking through Hogsmeade in the snow wearing nothing but his basic robes and still feeling comfortable. He ignored both feelings and kept on going. He also chose to ignore the furtive looks both Remus and Sirius were sending him.

All three (or was that five?) of them paused as his other self paused, frowning, in the middle of the street. "Evans what are you doing by yourself?"

"Hmm?" Lily stopped and looked back at him, her arms still firmly crossed. "What? Oh. Well Michiko's staying in town tonight and Amber still had things to do and since I didn't feel like staying…"

"No. I mean you're only supposed to go around Hogsmeade with other people because of the stuff that's been going on lately. You know… with Voldemort. What makes you think it doesn't apply to you?" Evans looked at him in amusement.

"I'll tell you what James. You tell me why you think you're allowed to walk around Hogsmeade on your own and I'll tell you why I think I'm allowed to walk around Hogsmeade on my own." she said with an air of someone who had already won the argument. Which, now that he was able to view it from an outside perspective, James realised she had.

"Well it's different for me." he said lamely. Strange how it hadn't sounded so pathetic at the time.

"How?" she shot back instantly.

"Because… I can take care of myself."

"What and I can't?"

"I didn't say that."

"Well then what are you saying?"

"I'm just… saying that…" his other self sighed, realising he'd lost the argument, completely and utterly. "That we're both idiots." he finished in resignation.

Lily smiled. "Yep. We are. But I'm an idiot who's walking into the safest place on the planet in broad daylight. You're an idiot who's looking at my legs and pretending not to, and will be scampering off back into Hogsmeade any second now. I think I'm the safer idiot, don't you?"

The other James, who knew it was pointless to argue the whole 'leg-looking thing', sighed. "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you back up to the castle?"

"I'm sure. That would just mean you had to walk back down in semi-darkness, alone, and then walk up again later in complete darkness with your friends. I'll be fine." they were quiet for another minute or so. "I'll uh… see you back at the castle." Lily said.

"Yeah. See you Evans." The other James turned and walked back into town while Lily began walking up the hill to Hogwarts.

She rolled her eyes, apparently at herself as she walked up the winding path. When the other James was out of ear-shot she sighed audibly. "And that wasn't awkward at all, was it Potter?" she muttered. James chose to ignore the whispered conversation Sirius and Remus were having and follow hurriedly after Evans.

The four of them were halfway up to the castle when a loud crunch of snow made them all whirl around to face the woods. James couldn't see anything, he looked back at Lily who was stood with her wand outstretched and pointed at exactly the spot where the noise had come from. Her eyes darts around but she didn't see anything. Apparently deciding that she'd imagined the whole thing Evans turned back and started walking again.

A few minutes later another crunch was heard, closer this time. Evans didn't whirl this time but she did stop instantly and look suspiciously behind her and gripped her wand. She then shrugged, slid her wand away and started walking once more. James felt his jaw drop at her casual attitude.

Hardly thirty seconds had passed when the next crunch sounded out. This time Evans didn't even reach for her wand; she just stood in the path and allowed her shoulder to slump in weary irritation. "It's late. I'm tired. And I don't want to play games. Show yourself." she demanded, in a manner which reminded James eerily of Madame Pomfrey when she was feeling irritable.

"I don't think so Mudblood." came a low feminine hiss, seemingly from nowhere. Before Lily had enough time to even touch her wand, a stream of red light shot towards her. She leapt to one side to avoid it and landed in the fluffy snow with a small 'oomph'.

Another stunning spell was sent at her but she was ready this time. "Protego." she said in an almost bored voice.

"Expel-"

"Expelliarmus." Lily snapped in an annoyed sort of way, pointing her wand at the point where the red-sparks had originated. A wand appeared to fly out of thin air and go shooting off some fifty feet away. "Petrificus totalus." she added, as though it were an after thought rather than anything else. James had to admit that he was impressed with her poise. And so, judging by their gaping mouths, were Remus and Sirius.

"Honestly. Can't these idiots think of anything better to with their time?" she muttered scornfully. "All right moron, I'll undo the body bind if you promise to behave like a good little girl!" Evans called out loudly, apparently unconcerned as to how her attacker might respond to being insulted and taunted by their prey. She got up and brushed the snow roughly off her petite frame, before walking over to the spot where the invisible person was (presumably) stood. She was a mere step away when suddenly another female voice yelled "Stupefy!"

James let out a shout of anger as the spell hit her between the shoulder blades. Everything descended into darkness as she tumbled to the ground. It was like the world had just dissolved.

"What's going on?" Sirius asked in a worried sort of voice.

"Well if she was unconscious then she won't remember it will she?" Remus said, an edge of concern still obvious in his tone. "So we just need to uh… fast forward it until she wakes up again." he flicked his wand as James continued to seethe with anger. For a few seconds it was as though he were in the whirlpool again but before he had time to adapt to the feeling, he was standing in a dilapidated old bedroom.

"Did either of you see who cast that spell?" he growled, not really paying attention to his surroundings.

"They were in the woods Prongs. Nothing she could've done." Sirius soothed. "But she did well against whoever it was that attacked her to begin with didn't she?"

"Yeah." James muttered. "Yeah she did." He glanced around. The bedroom looked like a bomb had hit it; the furniture was broken and littered around the room, plaster was falling off the walls and a general feeling of unrest was in the room… And yet it was familiar. "Hey…" he asked stupidly. "Is this…?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no…" James and Sirius turned to see Remus backing away from them, shaking his head and chanting. "No… no it can't be… no nobody would… no, no, no, no, no, no…"

"Remus? Moony? What's wrong?" James asked, forgetting the anger that had been simmering in him just moments before and focussing completely on Remus and his apparent nervous collapse.

"Prongs." Sirius said quietly. "We're in Shrieking Shack." Not moving from his spot by the wall.

James turned to look at him for a second. "What? Yeah I know, but Remus is upset Padfoot, so I'll admire the décor in a minute if you don't mind." he snapped.

"No. Prongs…" Sirius said with a hint of irritation in his voice. "James." he amended. "Last night was a full moon and these are Evans's memories. James, mate, she was attacked, stunned and put into Shrieking Shack, with Remus, on a full moon." he explained gently…