Remus:

Dorms
Day 9
11:22 pm

Monday was not the terror I forecast it to be.
It was much, much worse.

When I arrived, the library seemed to have the eerie air of a place in which a horror is about to occur.
Lily, however, was looking very pretty, with her hair up in a messy bun.

Lily: Hi Remus! I found some stuff on the concoction of Melo-- Remus, whats wrong?
Remus: I was...erm... just thinking.
(Bob: About you, baby.)
Lily: Right. Well, I found some information on Melodic Draughts, so I thought we could work on comparing the notes we've taken previously to this stuff I've got now, and then we can cobble together the essay, okay?
Remus: Okay. Shall I work on this pile?
Lily: That would be great.

Then she smiled.

When Lily smiles, she lights up the entire room. I stared at her for a few minutes, mouth slightly open, drool possibly dripping down my chin, before getting to my work.
We'd been labouring through the tedious notes for about half an hour when I heard a scream.
"What was that?" Lily asked, her head emerging from a particularly large and monotonous looking book. I suspected from her manner that she had dozed off and had only just been woken.
"Someone screamed" I said anxiously.
"Oh. It'll be nothing. Go back to slee- I mean, lets get back to work." she blushed slightly.

But it was not nothing.

"HELP! HELP! I'M ON FIRE! HELP!"
And Peter Pettigrew came running into the library, trousers aflame.

After extinguishing Peter, I excused myself from a bewildered Lily to question Peter, promising I would return later.
We hadn't seen Peter in a while now, and me, Sirius and James had all been getting worried.
Well, I had been getting worried, and after I reminded them that he was missing, they pretended to be worried too.

I fetched Sirius and James, whom I both found feasting in the kitchen, and brought the matter to their attention.
We then held a conference in the boys dorms.

James: Right. Peter, where the fuck have you been?
Peter: Hiding...
Remus: Hiding from who?
Peter: From... them!
Remus, Sirius & James: ...
Sirius: Thanks for explaining yourself properly, Peter. It would have been really irritating if you hadn't.
Remus: What Sirius is trying to ask is could you be a little less... vague? Perhaps you could name the persecutors that have frightened you into hiding?
James: So we can pummel them.
Sirius: Damn straight.
Peter: Pucey... McNair... Sn - sn -sna...
James: Snape?
Peter: (Nods vigorously)
James: What did they do?
Sirius: What did you do?
Peter: (Trembles slightly) I heard them... talking...
Remus: Talking about what?
Peter: He... he... He Who... must... Not be Named.
Remus, Sirius & James: (Shock, horror, disbelief, and so on)
Remus: You must have heard them wrong, Peter. They wouldn't...
Sirius: (Darkly) This is Snape we're talking about. I doubt there's anything he wouldn't do.
James: He wouldn't dye his hair pink...
Peter: He wouldn't ask you to the ball, Sirius.
James: Unless this pink hair was an signal for Death Eaters to surround Hogwarts... And asking you to the ball was involved a diabolical plan involving your assassination, Padfoot...
(Both James and Sirius giggle)
Sirius: Okay, shut up now. Be serious.
James: Be Sirius?
Sirius: (Snarls) One more time, James, and I promise, it'll be your last...
James: (Backs away slowly) Calm down, mate. No more name jokes, I swear.
Sirius: What were they saying, Peter?
Peter: I've... forgotten.
James: Peter, you can tell us. They'll never know.
Peter: Well... They were... talking about... Him... and... well... I didn't hear much... but... Snape... was offered... a position... as...a... Death Eater... I think, it sounded like it... but they were using code almost... speaking in riddles...
Sirius: What?
James: What did they say next?
Peter: I didn't get to hear... they saw me... and chased me...
Sirius: And set your pants on fire?
Peter: No, that was... I tried to run to Gryffindor tower, but I crashed into a girl... then the Hall exploded, and I ran off.
Remus: Then why were your pants on fire?
Peter: Well... that all happened on the second day back...
James: What?
Sirius: Then where have you been all this time?
Peter: They've been watching me... I have to keep hiding and running from them...
James: Okay, so you've been hiding from mad would-be Death Eaters for the past seven days. But why were your pants on fire?
Peter: I.. um... -(mumbles)
Remus: Speak up.
Peter: (mumbles some more)
Sirius: You what?
Peter: I SET THEM ON FIRE BY ACCIDENT! OKAY?
(A short pause)
Remus, Sirius & James: (Much hysterical laughing, rolling on the floor and wiping tears from eyes followed)
Peter: It's not funny!
Remus: Yes, it is!
James: Are you kidding? It's hilarious!
Sirius: I haven't laughed this hard since James got drunk and dressed up in his mothers dress robes!
(All howl with laughter)
Remus: (After composing myself) But Peter, how on earth did you manage to conflagrate yourself?
Peter: I was hiding in a closet from Pucey, and... well, I was a bit squashed... and I kept poking myself with my wand by accident...
Sirius: (Bangs head on bedside table and laughs so hard he begins to cough) My god Peter. It'll be a wonder if you pass your OWL's with talent like yours!
(More laughter)
James: But seriously. Snape is going... dark?
Remus: Don't be thick. He's fifteen. They would have just been... talking about His activities recently... what they know from the Daily Prophet and things.
Sirius: Pants... on... fire... (Floor rolling, barking laughter, etc.)

And then Frank came up so we quietened down and went to bed.
It was then I realised that I hadn't gone back to see Lily.