What Happened Last Time on: "A Fork in an Eye" In a brave act of Gryffindor Stup- bravery, Sirius jumped into a cauldron full of just-brewed veritaserum, completely submerging himself, and therefore being forced, because of the amount of potion he consumed, to tell the absolute truth, even when not asked a question. This meant that Sirius would easily spill all of the marauder's secrets if they didn't keep an eye on him. Lily, determined to find out if James liked Lucy for real, plagued Sirius for the rest of the day, trying to find out this, and any other Top Secret Marauder secrets she could. The Marauders, seeing the need to guard Sirius at all times, placed Peter at Sirius' side, as his guard. While walking together, Peter and Sirius met Snape, and Sirius told Snape about the Whomping Willow. Sirius made Peter swear he won't tell anyone he did that, however, a few hours after, Peter spotted Snape walking towards the Whomping Willow and ran off to find James, who was in the kitchens with Sirius and Lily. Just before Peter ran in, Sirius told Lily that James was only going out with Lucy to make Lily jealous, and that Remus is a werewolf and they are all animagi. Lily gasped, Peter ran in, told James what he sees, and James ran off with Sirius, leaving Lily all by her lonesome.
The Problem with Pancakes and Pudding.
By Weird Not Boring
Lily watched James rush out the open portrait hole in shock. She could feel her brain working. She knew it was trying to tell her something. What that something was, she had no clue. Maybe it had something to do with Sirius and ... what did he say again? Something about Remus and ... Oh bugger.
Jolted out of her stupor, Lily looked around frantically. Remus is a werewolf and Snape is headed down to the Shrieking Shack where Remus is most likely hidden and it's almost time for the moon to rise! Lily could feel her body shaking and twitching while a panic attack began to form. Sirius, Peter and James are headed after them to try and save the day and they are going to have to change to their Animangus forms and Snape will see and they all will be doomed to Azkaban! Lily looked about and saw the frightened faces of the house elves around her as they took a couple steps away from her. And they might be hurt because Remus or no Remus, he is a werewolf and you never know what werewolves will do, especially if Snape is there and oh bugger why are they so daft? Lily stood up, still looking about frantically as she tried to push away the one still persistent elf with his pudding, and she could start to feel her brain explode and oh bugger!
"Get away from me! I don't even like Tapioca!" she yelled, pushing the elf aside and running out of the portrait hole, leaving behind a kitchen full of very snubbed elves, who glared at the portrait hole door as it slammed shut before putting their very snubbed pudding away and continuing the various jobs that they had been in the middle of doing before the very strange Gryffindor girl had come barging in and they had to offer her said pudding.
"James!" the very strange Gryffindor girl yelled wildly, racing down the halls."You prat! You sodding piece of sod! Wait up!"
She flew down hall after hall, not sure exactly where she was going. She vaulted over a mewing Mrs.Norris just as she rounded the last corner.
"Well, well, well. I knew I would catch you someday!"
Lily skidded to a halt just before crashing into the scowling Filch.
"But sir. I don't know what you mean," she said, putting on her best I-am-innocent-and-you-know-it look..
"Don't play that trick on me, missy. I knew you weren't as perfect as you seemed!" Filch said, circling around her. "I've been waiting years to catch you at large, and now I finally have."
"But Mr. Filch, you don't understand! I was just-"
"I understand perfectly," Filch said, waving a finger at her. "You were just disturbing the peace!"
"But-" Lily tried to object.
"No buts! Off to my office now! March!" Filch said, rounding her up, and pushing her in the direction of the office.
Lily Evans was completely ready to march after Filch to his office and accept her punishment, it was what she had been taught to do, after all, but as she turned around slowly, hands in the air, she was distracted by the sound of a howl coming from the direction of the Whomping Willow, bringing her back to the matter at hand. Remus!
Lily whipped around to face Filch. "No," she said. And in a great show of Gryffindor stup-bravery, she hexed him and ran for it.
"And when I was three I really, really didn't like Aunt Bartholomew's dress, but I had to say I did because Mother said I wouldn't get any chocolate if I didn't say something nice, and-"
"Peter are you sure you don't know where that sock is?" James asked Peter as they ran towards the Willow.
"No," Peter gasped out, huffing as he struggled to stay with Sirius and James. "I don't."
"And even though I was seven, I really was sure that I'd be the next Minister of Magic, because if Great Great Great Uncle Edmund could do it, I could-"
"Thank Merlin," James said, stopping. "We're finally here." He placed a hand over Sirius' mouth before saying. "Peter, transform!"
Peter already had, however, and was scurrying off towards the knot in the tree. James carefully leaned down and picked up Peter's clothes and wand for further use.
"You'd think the Potion would've worn off by now," James muttered to the still babbling Sirius as they watched Peter the rat dodge the branches. Sirius nodded, still babbling into James' hand.
James sighed, relaxing his grip on Sirius' mouth as they waited for Peter to tap the knot and stop the Willow. As soon as Peter made it, however, James tensed, ready to go. "Let's do this," he said, getting into what he thought was an appropriate fighting stance.
Even though his mouth was covered, James could still hear Sirius' laughter.
"Stuff it," he muttered, but at the same time let his hand off.
James tried to tune out Sirius' inane babbling as they ran towards the Willow, really, he did, but still made out something about glue and a boa and Bellatrix Black. James shook his head, hoping to clear away the mental pictures. Ugh.
They reached Peter, ready to move onward, but Peter transformed again back into his normal self before they could head off.
"Augh!" Sirius and James said at once, shielding their eyes.
"Peter!" James said, looking away. "How many times do I have to tell you? When you transform back into a human, you will always be naked!"
Peter looked down and blushed, grabbing his clothes from James.
"We don't have time for this," Peter squeaked, for once being the voice of reason. It was ruined, however, by the sound of him zipping up his fly.
"We always have time for-" Sirius started in between his babbling but was stopped by a howl coming from just down the corridor they were standing at.
"The Shack! Remus!" Peter exclaimed, but James wasn't listening. He was completely absorbed in watching a girl run towards them with an incredible speed that he didn't think her capable of.
"Evans runs like a porpoise," Sirius said, just as James fainted.
"James ... James ... Wake up, James." James opened his eyes slowly to find a blurry red-headed angel hovering over him.
"Lily?" He tried to say, but found that it came out more like "EEE?"
The angel nodded yes, and motioned somewhere he couldn't see.
"Lily, what are you doing?" James tried to say, but it came out in great hacking coughs as a big bucket of ice cold water was dumped onto him.
"OH!" James yelled, and jumped up in a attack position. He looked around, searching for the source of the cold water. He eyes landed on Peter, holding a huge spotted bucket. He wondered for a brief millisecond why the spots on the bucket were heart-shaped before jumping on Peter with a loud cry of war.
"POTTER! GET OFF OF PETTIGREW NOW!" Lily yelled. James, for once in his life, paid no attention to Lily Evans. He was only focussed on one idea: Kill the Worm.
"POTTER!" Lily yelled one more time. "SNAPE IS IN THE SHACK RIGHT NOW!"
That did it. James jumped up off of Peter and looked around. "What are we waiting for?" he asked of the three of them. "We've got a werewolf to save!" And James ran off heroically down the hallway.
"It's moments like these," Sirius said, because now the potion had worn off enough that he wasn't blathering as much as simply always telling the truth. "That I understand why the Sorting Hat proclaimed James a Gryffindor before James had even sat down upon the stool."
Peter nodded and straightened himself up as Lily transfigured the bucket back into his sock. "Thanks," he muttered, taking it back.
Lily said, "No problem." just as they all heard a large crash coming from somewhere down the dark passageway in front of them.
Peter and Sirius shared a look before running off, not hesitating, as if they had just remembered what they were there for.
Lily stood by herself in the crack of light that had made its way through the roots of the Willow and pondered for a moment whether she was really going to be stupid enough to race off after them. She nodded - yes, yes she was - before muttering, "Boys," and taking off.
When she reached the others at the very end of the passageway, Lily was astonished to find mass confusion. Well, not astonished, per se, she had actually expected it, but she was astonished to find it this much mass-confusioned - if that was even a word.
She had arrived just in time to find Sirius jumping onto Snape's back in a move that rather reminded her of the professional wrestling her uncle liked to watch whenever she and Petunia visited him. Which made her also think of her uncle's toupee, but she was quickly brought back to the matter at hand when she heard James' howl of pain, and realized that Snape had been on top of James when Sirius had jumped on top of him and had then been squashed like a pancake when Sirius had jumped on top of them both. He retaliated by jabbing Sirius in the ribs with the hand that hadn't been crushed underneath him.
"Stop it!" Lily commanded in all her I-am-Head-Girl-hear-me-roar glory, but it didn't make much difference, as the three boys continued to fight with each other. Lily glanced over at Peter, hoping he'd do something, but it seemed she was out of luck. Peter stood away from the pile, slowly backing away towards the hatch leading up to the actual shack itself, looking as though he knew he should jump in himself to help his friends, but would much rather be somewhere warm and comfortable, like the Kitchens, or the Common Room, doing something much safer, like drinking tea or playing jacks.
"Stop it!"Lily yelled again just as Sirius retaliated by punching Snape in the nose. "Honestly! You're all wizards! This is disgusting!" She looked around, exasperated, not sure what to do, just as Snape kicked Sirius in the groin and James kicked Snape in the shin, and both boys let out a howl of pain, and Lily couldn't take it any longer.
"That's it!" she said, reaching over, pulling at Sirius, attempting to extricate him from the heap. Her plan greatly backfired, however, as Snape, who had reached up to pull something of Sirius' out of it's socket, reached Lily's arm instead, and pulled, hard, tugging Lily onto the pile. "UGHHHH!" she yelled before beginning to kick and claw and punch at them, joining in the fighting as well.
It was at this moment that Peter chose to act. He knew he had to do something now, (since he was the only one who was not being squashed like a pancake at that very moment) and, instead of jumping onto the pile of seventh years, (or just right on top of Lily, if you prefer) like any normal, self respecting, act-first-think-later Gryffindor would do, (i.e. James, Lily, Sirius, etc.), he whipped out his wand and cast the first spell that came to mind. "Obliviate!" he exclaimed, and miraculously moved his wand in the correct motion Flitwick had shown them only days before.
He even managed to get the spell to go exactly where he wanted it to go, even though it didn't exactly hit the intended person. He had been aiming at Snape, honestly, he had been. It wasn't Peter's fault that Sirius had bucked Lily off his back, causing her to fall to the floor at the exact moment he had fired the spell. And, therefore, it was not Peter's fault that Lily had been the one hit with the spell, and definitely not his fault that she was looking around the area, very confused, as if she had no idea who she was, or where she was.
Yet Peter knew that these types of things always had a way of being blamed on him, anyway.
A/N: I really am sorry about how long this took me, but I do hope you enjoyed it. Next up is Daisy Penifold, so don't go away! Ha ha ...