Author's Note: Hello readers! Chapter four is up. I didn't have to be at school today until 10, and my obnoxiously loud Italian family woke me up at 7:30, so I wrote this chapter before I had to go take my finals. It is a little bit short, and I was sleep-deprived, but I hope you guys enjoy it anyways! As always, read and review. (btw, thanks you anyone who reviewed the last few chapters, it made me very happy, also, if anyone is secretly reading my story, please make yourself known!!!)

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Chapter Four:

Professor McGonagall's Office- 2:52am, September 7

She sat behind her great mahogany desk with perfect posture and her lips pursed tightly. Her normally flawless bun was slightly skewed from the mayhem that had erupted at the party. The overall effect was absolutely terrifying. Lily Evans shrank down in her seat, fighting back tears.

"Now, I have never been so disappointed with students before, and Gryffindor students nonetheless! What a complete and utter blatant disregard for rules! Out of bed after hours, possession of alcohol, roughhousing, improper use of magic, breaking and entering… the list goes on and on! Fifty points will be taken from Gryffindor. Each! Now, the other houses are taking care of their own students individually, but rest assured, everyone involved in the shenanigans is being punished!"

James Potter looked around the office. Only him, Lily, Padfoot, Wormtail, and a couple of petrified first years had been caught. Mostly everyone else at the party had gotten away. He still couldn't believe they had been caught! He had an invisibility cloak for crying out loud!

Sirius let out a loud yawn, "Well, if that will be all Professor, I think we should really be getting to bed," he stood up to leave.

"Sit down Black!" she shrilled. "While you four may go," she gestured toward the first years, "I have heard from a reliable source that the three of you may have had a more direct involvement in the planning of this so-called party. Each of you will serve detention!"

"This is crap," muttered Sirius, sitting back in his chair.

"Mister Black, you are going to march right back down to that bathroom and clean up the mess. Without magic! It had better be spotless by the time the prefects wake up. God knows none of them were at the party."

Whatever happened to Moony anyways? Thought James.

"That is so unfair!" whined Sirius.

"And as for Mr. Potter and Miss Evans, you two will be assisting Professor Slughorn resort his potions stockroom tomorrow night. The prefects' bathroom is directly above the dungeons, and is appears that the explosions from the fireworks have thrown all his ingredients off their respective shelves."

Lily was crying now. It was only the first week back at school, and she had already gotten detention. She had gotten detention with Potter! How on earth was she going to remain aloof and hard-to-get if they had to spend an entire evening alone together? Nothing was going the way she planned. And to make matters worse, no one had bothered to grab her a towel, so she was dripping wet and freezing, sitting in her bikini, and James kept staring at her!!!

6th Year Gryffindor Boy's Dormitory- 3:00am, September 7

Paisley woke up slowly, without the faintest idea as to where she was. She appeared to be lying on a bed, but it wasn't her bed. It was eerily quiet, so she had no idea what time it was. As she came to, she started to remember what had gone down at the party. She opened her eyes carefully.

"AH!" she screeched, jumping backwards, and in the process smashing her head against the headboard. She had woken up only to find Remus Lupin inches from her face.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"What are you doing?" she shrieked, holding her head. Her ears were ringing loudly.

"Um, I'm sorry, it was taking you forever to wake up, and I was getting sort of freaked out, and I was just trying to see if you were still breathing," he stumbled over the words. Then he sat down next to her on what was presumably his bed. "Um, how are you feeling?"

Paisley felt like crap, her head was spinning, and she felt nauseous. If that wasn't enough, she was lying in her bathing suit on Remus Lupin's bed!

"How did you get me here? Where's everyone else? Can I please have a dry shirt?"

"Oh, yeah sure, sorry. Here." He got up, and rummaged though his dresser. "I think they got caught by McGonagall. And I sort of… floated you here. It's actually a pretty cool spell. I was just going to drop you off in your room, but you were still passed out, and I was getting worried," he trailed off, and then threw her a plain black sweatshirt.

Paisley quickly slipped it on. She brought her knees up underneath herself, and contemplated the situation at hand. Now that she was slightly dressed, she could go back to her own room, but she was still feeling kind of dizzy and sick, and if she was going to pass out again she didn't want to be alone. Plus, although she didn't know Remus that well, he seemed nice enough. And his clothes smelled really good. And she was a little bit drunk!

"Um, if it's okay, can I just hang out here for a bit?" she asked slowly. Her head really was killing her.

Remus smiled. He had the best teeth.

"Yeah sure. Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

"What's that?"

"Um, it's kind of hard to explain. I had a muggle girlfriend over the summer, and she bought be a couple DVDs. Here, look," he took out a travel DVD player, and hopped onto his bed.

"That is so cool!" Paisley said. "Let's watch it!"

Remus slowly lay down next to Paisley, and clicked "play." He had already forgotten what movie they were watching. He was having trouble concentrating. His entire attention was focused on the beautiful girl in his bed.