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cilverblood: Peter Pettigrew Hate Listing! Haha, I love it. That's simply hilarious! I am glad though, that you do understand that Peter has to be in the story and in the Potter's lives. Although, I do hate the little bastard too!

"James, why don't you listen to me?" Scarlett asked. James had come back to the table after watching Lily leave the Great Hall.

"I did listen to you," James responded.

"No, you didn't. If you had listened to me, then you never would have gotten up from this table," Scarlett told him.

"But, but, we didn't break up," James told her brightly.

"Yeah, but you're not exactly snogging in the broom closet either," Scarlett replied.

"I know that she doesn't hate me though, and that she's not going to break up with me," James said with a smile.

"You idiot, I could have told you that," Scarlett said with a smile.

"Then why didn't you?" he asked.

"I did, I said just give her time."

"That's not the same as 'she won't break up with you.'" James retorted.

"Whatever," Scarlett responded while rolling her eyes.

"Well, I'm off to class. I'll see you later," James said as he left the table. He knew that class didn't start for another fifteen minutes, but he wanted to see Lily again. He was just so glad that she wasn't about to break up him, that he didn't bother with Scarlett's suggestion of leaving Lily alone.

And James knew exactly where he would find Lily, in the kitchens. Ever since James had shown her where and how to get into the kitchens, Lily never went hungry. She could now easily miss breakfast, and go to the kitchens where the elves would fix her up a bite. And, she obviously hadn't eaten anything that morning, so James assumed where she would be.

Once James reached the kitchens, he said the password, and entered the small opening behind the statue of Melinda the Magnificent.

He saw his girlfriend as soon as he entered the gigantic kitchen. She was leaning against the wall with a half-eaten chocolate croissant in her hand.

"Hello, Lils, fancy seeing you here," James said cheerfully.

"James, what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Just came by to grab a bite to eat," he replied innocently.

"I just saw you at the Great hall stuffing your face," she told him coldly.

"Hmm, well, I got hungry again," he responded with a smile.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

As she walked past him, James reached his hand out a placed it on her arm. "Wait, Lils."

"Let go of me," Lily sternly said.

"I want to talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to talk to you," she replied angrily.

"Lily."

"James, we already talked today."

"No, we didn't… Lily," James said softly.

"James Potter, if you don't let go of me right now, I swear, I'll…"

Lily never finished her sentence though, because James quickly cut her off by kissing her lips tenderly. His tongue traced the outline of her lips, asking for entrance. James was relieved when he felt Lily kiss him back, spreading her lips apart for him.

They stayed that way for a few minutes, kissing each other in the kitchens, unaware of the house elves that surrounded them.

It wasn't until Lily heard one of the elves clearing his throat that she noticed what she was doing. Lily quickly broke her lips away from James, and pushed his arms off of her.

"Lils?" James said as she hurried out of the kitchen. He quickly followed her, wondering what was going on.

"James, stop it," Lily said when she heard that his footsteps were no more than a foot behind her.

"Lily," he said as he grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving again.

"James, I'm not kidding, leave me alone."

Now James was truly confused. They had just shared a passionate kiss, yet Lily didn't want anything to do with him right now. 'Why is she so confusing?' James silently asked himself.

"James, get your fucking hand off of me right now," Lily sternly told him.

"Lily, what the bloody hell is going on? You just kissed me, and now you don't want anything to do with me!" James exclaimed.

"That's not true. I just don't want to talk to you right now," Lily yelled in frustration. She just wanted James to go away, she still needed time to think.

"For someone who doesn't want to talk to me, that was a pretty damn intense kiss," James hollered back.

"Oh my God, you can be such a prat sometimes," Lily angrily told him.

"I am not a prat," James responded.

"Yes, yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"What have I done that's so prat like?" James asked, his eyes fierce with anger. He was getting frustrated with Lily now. She just wouldn't be straight with him, never telling him what he wanted to know.

"Like trying to kiss me, even though I'm pissed at you," Lily told him. The irritation in her voice was loud and clear, and it matched perfectly with her face expression.

"Oh, so kissing you makes me a prat?" James asked, his face expression and voice matching Lily's.

"When I'm bloody pissed off at you, it certainly does," Lily scolded.

"No, it doesn't. Besides, you kissed me back," James retorted.

"Exactly my point. You can't just go kissing me to make everything all better," Lily exclaimed.

James couldn't see what she meant by 'exactly my point,' but was too peeved to hassle her about it. Instead he said, "I didn't kiss you just to make everything all better."

"Then you can't kiss me when we're fighting, God damn it!" Lily yelled in aggravation.

"You're not making any bloody sense!" James told her.

"When you kiss me, I can't stay mad at you, you dimwit! So stop trying to kiss me, because I'm bloody mad at you," Lily exclaimed.

James didn't think that Lily was making any sense at all now. He was so confused at what she was saying.

"Now, I'm going back to my dorm, and don't you dare get one of your friends to go up there," Lily sternly told him.

"Fine," was all he said.

When Lily went back to her room, she was bewildered. But more than that she was angry. She was mad that James hadn't tried to follow her, hadn't tried once more to get her to forgive him. She knew that she told him not to, but what kind of a boyfriend didn't know when 'leave me alone' meant 'keep trying a few more times, because I need to yell at you a few more times.'

Lily sat on her bed, stroking her cat's silky white fur, and she said, "Macie, what if I really just screwed things up?"

Her cat just looked up at her with her bright, yellow eyes.

Lily suddenly felt all alone. She needed to talk to someone, anyone really. She just needed someone to listen to her. But no one was around, all her friends were at class, where she was supposed to be.

Lily didn't go to any of her classes that day. Instead she took out parchment and a quill. She had decided to write James a letter. She would tell him exactly how she felt, and she knew that he would understand.

Dear James,

I'm sorry about how I acted.

Lily looked at it and shook her head. She couldn't start the letter like that, it sounded pathetic. So, she crumpled it up, and threw it in the trash can.

In fact, before her letter was finally completed, Lily's trash can was overflowing with crumpled pieces of paper; each one saying nearly the same thing, and each one sounding pathetic.

James was in the common room that afternoon. His last class of the day, Herbology, had been canceled due to the snow ruining the plants. So, he sat in the common room, watching Remus and Peter play a game of wizards chess.

Just as Remus was about to capture Peter's bishop, an owl flew in the window. It was a beautiful, snowy white owl. James knew that he had seen her before, but couldn't place his mind on where it had been. But once he took the letter, he realized exactly who had sent it.

Dear James,

I've been in my dorm room all day, and all I've been able to think about is you. I keep telling myself that you lied to me, you lied to me after you said 'no more secrets.' I don't know if I could handle feeling that like that again. I don't know if I could handle the fact that you didn't trust me enough with your secret.

When I first found out, I was so angry with you. I felt like I had been stabbed in the back by my best friend, the one person who I felt I could trust. When I first found out, I wanted to turn you in. I wanted to tell Dumbledore all about your little escapades. I wanted you to be in so much trouble, that you would be kicked out of school. It was selfish of me to feel that way, but I'll admit, a little revenge never hurt anyone. Thankfully, I realized that revenge isn't always the best way to handle things. So, I did not tell anyone your secret, you can still trust me.

After that initial feeling, a new one came to me; fear. I was afraid for you, James. I was scared about what would happen to you. I didn't want you to get hurt, or worse, die. Those thoughts stayed with me all last night, and throughout today. If anything were ever to happen to you, I don't know what I would do. I would be a complete wreck, unable to be myself.

I was selfish, I realize that now. I was so concerned about what would happen to us if anything ever happened to you, that I forgot about why you did it in the first place. It's very brave, which I had forgotten was one of the reasons that I like you as much as I do. But more than that, you are being a terrific friend to Remus, who really does need the help and support of his friends. I should have realized that earlier, and I am truly sorry for blowing up in your face.

And now, today, well, I don't know what to say. I wish that I could go back in time and erase this morning. I acted terrible to you, and you didn't deserve it. I guess that I was just so scared for you, and I felt so betrayed that I didn't know how to handle myself. I kept on pushing you away, but you kept on coming back to me. When you didn't leave me alone, I was so angry. I just didn't want you near me at the moment, I didn't want you to influence my feelings with your presence. Which really was very stupid of me, because once you finally let me leave, I wanted to talk. But that is beside the point, because I cannot change how I reacted today.

After thinking this over, I came to realize something else as well. I can't say it in a letter, but you need to know this. So, if you would please meet me in the common room at midnight, I would really appreciate it.

Yours truly,

Lily

Author's Note 2: Hey everyone! Okay, here's chapter 24! I hope you all like it, and please review!