Hiya readers!

Welcome to the second chapter of 'Summer with the Marauders'!

First of all I wanted to thank all of the people who favourited the first chapter, and a special thanks goes out to: dragontrainer16, for reviewing and favouriting both this story and my other Lily/James chaptered fic: A LoveHate Relationship (thank you!). And AmazingWingedGirl, you're the best, Rein! And I love you! (Not as much as I love James, but I'm sure you can understand and live with that!)

OK, well nothing overly important happens during this chapter, I guess you could say that it's just a filler. But I had to put it in, it helps you get a better understanding of my OC's and their relationship with Lily. There is no James in this chapter (AWWW!) but don't worry! He's definitely going to be in the next one!

So, what are you waiting for? Go on, and start reading! And don't forget to review!

For the second time that week, Lily woke up with a mouthful of water and a yell of, "CARLA!"

Her friend simply laughed and disappeared into the bathroom. 3…2…1…

"CARLA!" Mel screeched, emerging with bright pink hair. "Why pink? You know I hate pink!"

"I thought it looked good," came Carla's reply from behind the door.

"Well I don't!"

"Will you two shut up? It's far too early to be yelling, even for you! At least give me chance to wake up properly first!" Lily complained, performing the sufficient drying charm on her bed.

"Didn't a cold shower do that for you?" Carla grinned, re-emerging from the safety of the bathroom, plonking herself down on her camp bed that had been set up in Mel's bedroom.

The girls had been staying at Mel's house for the last two days. Lily and Carla had only gone home briefly to pack for the summer, before Apparating to their friends' house.

Lily had literally gone up to her room, shrunk her whole wardrobe of clothes and fitted it easily, along with her shoes, jewellery, books and limited amount of make-up into her suitcase. Once she had packed anything she might need, she had headed downstairs to say goodbye to her family.

Both her parent's had been insanely busy with last minute wedding plans, so they only just managed a quick hug and wishes for a good summer. Then her Mother and Sister went to the florist; while her Father tried to organize the marquee for the reception after the actual ceremony.

Happy about being able to escape, she then went straight to Mel's house. She arrived there about the same time as Carla did, and after a series of high-pitched squeals of excitement, they started finalising the minor details of their holiday.

They already knew that their villa was split into two separate living areas (which could also be opened up to make one whole area if desired). They would have to share things like the pool and sunroof with their neighbours.

According to the details that the company had sent them, the other half of their holiday home was going to be occupied – all summer – by three guys.

Carla had cackled evilly when they discovered this. "I bet they're going to be hot as hell!" she had grinned.

"That is if they're not all middle-aged and overweight perverts," Mel had pointed out, receiving herself a firm smack and orange hair, courtesy of Carla's talent for transfiguring peoples' appearance at the drop of a hat.

But all of the talk about guys had made Lily remember that awful time with James on the last day of term in the Room of Requirement. It was soo embarrassing to think that she had been won over so easily and willingly succumbed into the kiss.

After she had fled the room, leaving him there – probably laughing at how well his plan had ended up – she had run to the closest girls' bathroom and cried.

She had avoided James like the plague since then, and had refused to tell either of her friends why she was absent almost all morning, and when she did come back, her eyes were all red and bloodshot; because it was not very believable that Lily Evans could have been crying. Lily Evans never cried.

Once Lily had turned Mel's hair back from Pink to brown, and Carla had been transfigured back from a toad (Mel was in soo much trouble because of that), they each showered and got ready for their trip and the long plane ride ahead of them.

Out of the three, Lily was the only one to have been on a plane before, and both Mel and Carla were very nervous.

Mel's parents dropped them off at the airport (Mel's Dad had just got his licence, and was very excited about it), and they went to baggage and checked in. Then they made their way into the departure lounge.

Carla had been slightly apprehensive about going through the scanners at first, and Lily had to convince her that they weren't going to hurt her or do anything bad; but finally they were all sat in the chairs among a large amount of Muggles waiting to go on their summer holidays.

Their plane had already been delayed by two hours, so now they had four and a half minimum hours to kill – thanks to Mel's Dad's crazy driving.

Lily would have been perfectly happy to just sit there and read for the whole time, but her friends had other ideas.

They were OK for the first ten minutes, before Carla announced that she was bored. Mel had then heartedly agreed, banging her head on the wall behind her, feeling the need to signify her boredom to Lily, who was still busy reading her book.

"What do you expect me to do about the fact that you are bored?" Lily asked, sighing, not lifting her eyes from the book.

"Lillly! Can we go exploring? Pleeeease!" Carla begged, making her eyes as big as dinner plates, and whimpering like an injured animal.

"I'm not stopping the two of you going. You can go, I'll stay here," he said calmly. In hindsight that was probably not a very good suggestion, letting two wizarding children loose in a Muggle airport had its own stack of problems waiting to happen.

"Noooo! You need to come or you'll just sit here forever and rot away behind that book!" Mel insisted.

"So? What's wrong with that?" Lily demanded, finally looking up from the page she'd been reading previously, to give her friends a withering stare.

"It's booooooring!" Carla whined.

"Everything's boring to you, Carly," Lily pointed out truthfully.

"Well…not everything," she winked, raising one eyebrow suggestively, gaining a playful swat from Mel.

"Oh, yes, so I'm told. When were you going to tell me about your little make-out session with one of the Marauders?" Lily asked, challengingly.

For a second Carla looked shocked, then confused, suspicious and then finally guilt won the battle and took over her facial expression. "Lil, how did you find out about that?"

"No, the question is: 'Which one was it?'" she replied forcefully.

"Er…"

"Or was it more than one?"

"No! OK, it was Black. I'm sorry, and I'm well aware that it was completely and utterly stupid! But it was after one of their parties. I was slightly drunk- and you know how I get when Im drunk. He'd had a bit too much as well, so when I threw myself at him he didn't push me away. I don't know what made me go for him; he was just closest I guess. Anyway, we found an empty broom cupboard, and…well, we, um….shed a few layers. But then Potter found us—"

"Wait! Potter found you? And how come that tale's not been circling around the school ever since?" Lily interrupted, baffled.

"I've been wondering that myself. But I think that he just wanted to spare Sirius trouble. Then there's also the fact that you'd almost definitely hate him for spreading gossip about me. He's really not that bad, you know."

"How on earth did he manage to find you? There must be hundreds of broom cupboards around the castle!" Mel wondered out loud.

"I guess that he just knows which ones' that Sirius uses often," Carla shrugged, trying to make it look like it was no big deal, and that she really didn't care less. But Lily could see through her mask and couldn't help but feel unnecessarily guilty for bringing it up.

"Well, that or you must have been making a hell of a lot of noise!" Mel giggled under her breath.

"What about you, Mel? Which one were you making out with?" Lily asked.

"Remus," she sighed in denial, "It was the same party. I guess we were both just feeling lonely. I don't regret it, but I'm not proud of it either. It's been awkward between us since."

"Oh," Lily said confusedly. "I didn't know that Remus was your type."

"How could he not be? He's sweet, kind, good-looking and he isn't just in it for the making out. He actually cares," Mel replied, smiling slightly to herself, wearing a dreamy expression.

"Aww! It sounds like someone has a little crush!" Carla grinned.

"Better than a quick shag in a broom cupboard with a guy I supposedly hate," she shot back defensively.

"Touché," she smirked. "But, Lily, how did you know those things? You'd gone up to bed with a splitting headache because of the volume of the music."

"I…er…It's, um…" she stuttered nervously. She really should have seen this coming, no way were Carla and Mel going to let her get away with not telling them.

"Come on, spill! You made us tell," Carla ordered.

"Fine! You know the glitter explosion on the last day?" she checked.

"Yeah, the one the Marauders planned? That was soo cool! And none of the glitter even stuck to me either! They're so clever!" Mel squeaked.

"No, they're just crafty," Lily snarled.

"What's happened now?" Carla asked tiredly, it was almost in a patronising tone.

"That glitter was charmed, that's what!" she retorted angrily.

"OK, how?"

"It was charmed so that the glitter only stuck to you if you'd not been tonguing with a Marauder."

"Shit!" Mel exclaimed, finally understanding what was annoying Lily so much. "Who told you that?"

"Potter did," she growled.

"And, let me guess, he was rather smug about how few girls were completely covered," Carla guessed.

"Yep, little sod!"

"Wait…how did you get the glitter off?" Carla wondered after a seconds thought. "When I saw you after breakfast you had none left on you. In fact, the last time I saw you before then was you dragging Potter out…of…the…OH MY GOD!" she yelled, finally understanding. "You and him! Him and you! You…you…!"

"Yes," Lilly admitted rather reluctantly, blushing right down to the roots of her hair, and looking back at her book as a distraction.

"Was it good?" Carla pondered after the initial shock had had time to set in.

"What?" Lily demanded, looking up.

"How was he at snogging?" she questioned, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Carla! Ewww! Please!" she squealed in disgust at the thought, having to go through that once was bad enough.

"Oh, come on! Tell us!" Mel pleaded.

Lily just shook her head stubbornly, refusing to say anything more on the matter than she'd already told them.

"Why not?" she whined.

"I don't want to."

"But why?"

"It's private!"

"Ha! So you enjoyed it!"

"No! I never said that!"

"You didn't have to. It was shown on you face, plain for me to see."

"Shut up, Mel."

"Make me, Lilyflower."

"Do not call me Lilyflower!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's what Potter calls me."

"So it's now what he moans out to you when you're—"

Mel wasn't given the opportunity to finish what she was saying because- thankful for being of age- Lily cast a subtle silencing charm on her to shut her up. Carla just sat there and howled with laughter at her friends.

"I'm going to go find the toilet," Lily told them before picking up her handbag and stalking off; Carla's loud laughter still echoing down the hall after her, all the while her head pounding: I love my friends, but honestly, sometimes I just want to strangle them…after Potter, that is. He's going first. And anyway, stop worrying, Lily! You don't have to see the guy until school starts again. You've got three whole weeks to relax and forget about him; don't let even the thought of him ruin your summer…

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