A/N: Well, I had a lovely vacation, although I didn't get many reviews for this story. Damn it people! REVIEW! Anyway, here's the next chapter. After this chapter I should make buttons that say Potter Must Die! You'll see why later. Anyway, read on.

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Wish I did. But I don't.

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Chapter 10: And Yet There It All Is

"So I'll get the enchanted mistletoe to follow her around, and then I'll corner her when she's hiding in a corner! Isn't it great?" James exclaimed, lying on his bed conversing with his fellow marauders. One was asleep, one was snickering, and the third? Seething. Fortunately, James couldn't tell, as the dark hides all. "Remus, can you help me find a charm that will control the mistletoe?" The friend in question didn't answer, as he was to busy strangling his pillow. Snickering Sirius answered for him.

"Doesn't this go against your "I'm-nice-to-Lily" plan?" he suggested, while combing his hair. James furrowed his brow.

"I suppose so, but by the time she finds out I did it, my tongue will be too far down her throat for her to answer!" The seams of Remus' pillow were close to popping as he pulled the corners tightly.

"Are you sure that this will work, Prongs? Evans isn't just some chick; she may not like this plan. It borders on sexual harassment," Sirius supplied, while switching his middle part to the side.

"I guess it's a stretch, but I think it will work. How could it not?" Remus shredded his pillowcase silently, before repairing it to shred it again. Wormtail snored into his pillow.

"Just be careful, James. Don't do anything stupid."

"I won't Padfoot. I'm not going to let her go."

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"You need to be with him," the boy told her. She glared at him.

"I'm with Remus! Stop bothering me," she told him, doing her best to run from the boy with her eyes. She wasn't moving though, and she couldn't get out of the white void. He smiled sadly at her.

"But you know you shouldn't be. Even now you know he isn't the guy you have to end up with." The boy looked so much like James. How did he know? "You know this isn't the path for you."

"Well then what is the path for me? How do you know?" He sighed, before probing into her pupils with eyes so much like her own.

"I can't tell you that. You have to trust me." She was about to say more but the boy yelped in pain and clutched a hand to his forehead. She could see through his fingers a white lightning bolt scar.

Lily sat up in bed, heart hammering with her mind. That marked her second clear, weird dream.

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"Today we shall be reviewing palmistry," Professor Knowlest announced to his 6th year Gryffindor divination class. "As a treat for the holidays I will give each or you a reading. For the time being, partner up and practice, using your text books as a guide of course." Sirius turned to Remus.

"Didn't we do this in 3rd year?" he asked his friend, curling a stray lock of straight black hair around his index finger.

"Don't remind me," Remus muttered back, before pulling his friend's hand toward him. "Remind me again why we still take this class?"

"Because it's an easy O," he muttered as Remus stared blankly at his palm. "Having a vision, my friend, or are you day dreaming about Evans again?" His friend blushed before turning back to his Sirius' palm.

"Well, you have a medium lifeline, so you'll die in your late thirties, how does that sound?" he announced skeptically, tracing a finger over a fold in his skin. "And you have almost no love line, but a huge romance line, so it's safe to assume that you'll keep making out with strangers in dark corners."

"It's the only way to live, man. Seriously."

"Riiiiight." Remus chuckled and turned the page of the textbook. "You've got a long tragedy line, that's pleasant."

"Maybe my mother will die, that would be great," muttered Sirius. Remus just scowled.

"Do me now, this is boring." Sirius pulled Remus' hand toward him, sticking his tongue between his teeth.

"Well, Mr. Moony, your love-line is long, but never connects to your life-line. I'm not even going to pretend to know what that means. Your lifeline is very long however, so you'll probably go on to be 4,000 years old or something. Bugger, you've got a giant tragedy line too, but it intersects with your love line. That's odd." Remus gulped. "Not that any of this matters anyway. It's all crap."

About halfway through the class Prof. No, as they called him, wandered over to their table. He sat down next to Sirius and reached for his palm as the two boys bought back sniggers. Prof. No hummed and awed while observing the hand, before looking up with a grim expression.

"Well Mr. Black, I'm afraid to say that you will live a life of tragedy and lust," he pronounced, as Remus bought back more sniggers. Sirius just laughed.

"Well aren't you all rainbows and daisies?" The teacher scowled before turning to Remus.

"Your turn, Mr. Lupin."

He took more time with Remus than he had with Sirius, and didn't make a sound. At least ten minutes later he looked up at the very board teen. "Are you in love, Remus?" he asked abruptly.

"Umm, yeah," he replied shamelessly as Sirius looked on curiously.

"And she loves you back, does she not?"

"I think she loves me back." He didn't like the sound of this, not one bit.

"That's what I was afraid of." The man sighed and let go of Remus' hand. "This girl loves you, but for some reason you are not part of her future. You are her soul mate, I can see that, but you aren't part of her destiny either, and you shouldn't be together. I'm sorry to have to tell you this but you're preventing the creation or birth or something that plays a huge role in your future. It doesn't make sense, and yet there it all is." Remus was stunned, Sirius silent, and Prof. No upset. "I must continue."

"That's all bollocks that, Remus, you know it is," Sirius told him when he regained his voice. "He's a crackpot, don't believe him! It's not true!"

"And yet there it all is," Remus echoed. "There it all is."

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Sirius was seriously annoyed by the time dinner rolled around. Remus was still moping and James was only making things worse with his rants about Lily. By the time they all went to sleep, Remus was convinced that Lily was meant to be with James, and James still noticed no change in his friend's behavior. And when Remus chucked a pillow at James' head the following morning, James took it as the start of a pillow fight.

"What's wrong, Remus?" Lily asked him after Potions that day. She was worried about her boyfriend. He kept sending her nervous glances during classes, and looked a mess. "Did you even sleep last night?" He shrugged and sat down on a desk in the empty classroom. "Damn it Remus! What is it that you aren't telling me?" There were a lot of things he wasn't telling her. Such as the fact that he was a werewolf. Or that she was destined to be with his friend.

"Nothing, James is just pissing me off," he said, obviously lying through his teeth. Lily could tell, and sat down next to him.

"Remus, I'm falling in love with you. I need you to trust me." She sighed and waited for his answer, but it didn't come. "Can you stay with me tonight? I want to be near you."

"Sure." He knew he should stay with her so that when the full moon came around she wouldn't question where he was. "Lily?"

"Yeah?"

"You aren't going with anyone to the ball right?" She perked up at his question.

"Not yet, no," she whispered, resting her head on his shoulder. He didn't tense up for once, an improvement.

"Well, we can't exactly go together, because of James, but would you save me a couple dances?"

"Of course, Remus." They stayed like that until the dinner bell rang. "Meet me in our room at ten thirty, okay?" she suggested softly. He nodded and she stood up, before picking up her school bag. "I'll see you at dinner, okay?" He nodded again before brushing himself off.

"Bye." She's falling in love with me. She's meant to be with me. Screw Prof. No, he's a useless old crackpot. What does he know about destiny?

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"I can tell you anything, Lils, right?" Remus asked her as he sat cross-legged on the king sized bed. She smiled and nodded, looking up from her muggle notebook.

"Anything, Remus." The teen pushed some of his hair out of his eyes, wondering what on earth he was doing.

"Do you promise you won't run screaming from the room once I tell you this?" The girl laughed and scooted down the bed to kiss him lightly on the lips. Pulling away she said,

"You could tell me you were a vampire and I would still fall asleep next to you." She had expected him to chuckle like he always did, but instead she was greeted by stony silence. Remus met her gaze with his navy orbs (A/N: Ok, I caved! I used the orb line! Shoot me!) and tried to convey what he was thinking. "Oh my god, you're a vampire!"

"A werewolf actually," he said shamefully. She gave a weak smile before giving him a kiss on the forehead.

"And yet I'm still here. Your secret's safe with me, love." He smiled gratefully before she caught his lips in another kiss. My god I love him, she thought as he let her tongue gain entrance to his mouth. I love him, I love him, I love him. She ran a hand through his neat hair, mussing it beyond belief. He's my soul mate, werewolf or not. But he pulled away before she could think more.

"The full moon is on Christmas day, so I won't be able to spend that night with you, okay?" She nodded, feeling slightly disappointed. "But since today was the last day of classes we have most of the vacation together." She interrupted him.

"Just shut up and kiss me, Remus," she said, before leaning over to resume their make out. And he did.

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Sirius was really beginning to hate James. Sure, he was his best friend, but he was really hurting Remus with his rants about Evans. Moony had enough to worry about, what with being a werewolf, but now he had to worry about his best friend stealing his girlfriend. It was just too much.

"So anyway, I am officially dumping the "I'm nice to everyone" plan. It didn't work." Sirius groaned and chucked his comb at the scheming boy. It missed him.

"Merlin, Prongs, stop mooning over Evans! It's revolting, you sound like a Hufflepuff!" James just reclined on his bed and chuckled.

"What ever Padfoot. And speaking of mooning, where is our furry little friend?" The irony of the situation occurred to Sirius as James glanced at Remus' empty bed in confusion. "Where has he been running off to?" When in doubt, lie.

"I think he's got a secret girlfriend from another house," he supplied, reaching for another comb on his nightstand to neaten his perfect hair. James smirked.

"As long as it isn't Evans, I'm happy. He needs some action anyway, he reads too much. Maybe it's that fine young Ravenclaw who's been flirting with him. What's her name? Rena Cho?" he suggested, pulling out his stolen snitch.

"Sure, Prongs," Sirius drawled, ignoring the gold ball flitting around his head.

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A/N: You like? Then tell me! I need more reviews! Come on! Teaser?

"Who would you rather date, Evans, me or Remus?"

Later:

"I will always be here, Remus," she said as he kissed her on the forehead, ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach.

Coming up is more irony. Then after that, the dreaded ball and Remus growing up. wink Toodles! REVIEW!