Chapter 3: Secret Telling

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"James Potter was a curious creature to me. I thought he was cute, but I never understood why he did the things he did. He got into trouble and lost Gryffindor house a great deal of points. Something I expect you to never do!" Lily said to her little boy. Harry just looked at her with those strong knowing eyes of his and smiled.

"But then one day, I finally understood somehow. I just figured it out, whether I had wanted to or not."

"Hi again!" came the voice of James Potter from beside her. Lily had been sitting in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room trying to do homework when his face appeared again. She was beginning to think his entire purpose in life was to torment her.

"What do you want, Potter?"

"I wanted to know if you wanted to come hang out with me and Sirius."

"You must think I'm crazy."

"No, I just—" she was still fiddling with her text book and it was obviously driving him crazy because he yanked it out of her hands.

"Hey, give that back!" she shouted as she tried to grab the text book, but he just teased her by holding it over his head.

"Hang out with us."

"No!"

"Come on. It won't be that bad."

At that she stopped reaching for the book. "That is bull, James Potter, and you know it is. The two of you already have a reputation for being troublemakers. I do not want to be a part of that."

"Listen, Evans, you owe me and you know you do." He smiled sheepishly and it made her roll her eyes.

"What do you want, Potter? Do you want to ruin my reputation? Make me lose self esteem? Or do you just want to annoy me for the rest of my life?"

He just smiled in response and grabbed her arm.

Lily had no idea what was going on. She was sitting in the library between James Potter and Sirius Black. It was dark and there was no fire in the library, for good reason, so she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. James was inches from her face whispering as if someone would hear them.

"Evans, this is the library."

She almost full out laughed.

"We have brought you here on official business. We have been on a very important mission—"

"Which is none of your business," blurted out Sirius from her other side.

"Sirius," James reprimanded.

"Ok, where do I come in?" Lily asked.

"Well, you like books and stuff," Sirius said.

"Yeah, so?" she offered back.

"Well, what Sirius is trying to say is that we have been looking for some information and have hit a dead end."

"What information?"

"James," Sirius looked over at him cautiously, but James was looking straight at Lily.

"On Animagus's."

Lily wrinkled her brow. She had only heard of animagus's in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Apparently it was a good method for secrecy. The person who became an animagus would be able to turn into an animal, one specific animal, at will. But why would they want to know about animagus's?

"Ok," she said, deciding to play dumb. "So…what's the problem? Why don't you just look up animagus's?"

They exchanged a look. "We need something more specific than just what affects becoming an animagus has."

She looked from one to the other waiting for them to explain but they didn't so she decided to ask, "Specific how?"

James opened his mouth to speak, but Sirius cut in. "Why do you need to know!" he yelled, then he turned to James and starting whispering again. "James, we are jeopardizing the whole thing if we tell her. She's a tattle tale."

Lily opened her mouth to protest, but James stopped her with his hand. "No, I trust her." He was looking at her weird, and she was looking at him for the first time with respect

"We want to know about how to become Animagus's," Sirius said quietly through gritted teeth.

She raised an eyebrow and looked into their eyes that were serious now, more so than she had ever seen. She couldn't help it she actually laughed.

"Yes, I laughed till my sides hurt," Lily said as she laughed at the memory. "It didn't help that they looked so stunned. I could have sworn that Sirius's mouth hit the ground, but I could be wrong." She stopped giggling and put her hand on her lips. She took a small pause and looked down at her son. He was still wide awake. "Those were the good old days, Harry. I miss it. But no amount of missing it will ever be more than my love for you." She kissed his forehead and went to grab a blanket for him. She hoped it would encourage him to sleep, but it didn't.

"Well, ok, I guess I have to keep telling the story then, huh?"

Harry looked up and Lily could have swore he shook his head.

A/N: Sorry, I have no idea where this is going, so if you get confused, I apologize, it's not the best fic in the world. I hope you enjoy it all the same, though. Oh, and I apologize for the length. It's not very long, but I tried. The next chapter will be longer.