A/N: I own nothing. Thank you to the only two people who reviewed, they are the reason the rest of you even get a chapter. Yes I AM pouting. Also I really appreciate those who have added me to their favorites list. I am honored. I would like to address the fact that I haven't mentioned Peter Pettigrew… I hate him, and I will not use him as part of the Mauranders. Sorry. Review for next chapter please.

Chapter Eleven

"You think what?!" Alice choked on her pumpkin juice. They were sitting in the Great Hall, eating dinner.

"SHHH!" Lily urged her, looking around frantically. Luckily the Mauranders sat about ten feet away. Lily dropped her voice down to a dead whisper so that Alice practically had to read her lips. "I think I may fancy James."

"Potter? We are talking about Potter?" Alice whispered back smiling like a fool. She knew dead well that they were indeed talking about James Potter. Lily nodded eagerly still keeping an eye on James, so not to be overheard. "Are you serious Lily? When did this happen?"

"It occurred to me at about six o'clock this morning." Lily told her mischievously. Alice raised her eyebrows and Lily continued. "I fell asleep on the couch last night and was awoken by a half-naked Potter at six AM." Lily smiled when giggles escaped Alice. "Which by the way is a lovely way to be woken." Lily emphasized the 'lovely', rolling her eyes and fanning herself with her hand. Alice was laughing hard now and Lily stopped abruptly when James glanced over. He smiled when she blushed and went back to his dinner, glancing her way every now and then.

"So you think you fancy him because he is so bloody attractive… which has gone unnoticed by you, because he annoyed the mickey out of you?" Alice asked.

"No actually," Lily smiled. "It was when he offered to carry me up to bed that I realized I fancied him." Alice giggled again.

"Was it because you realized that was sweet and sentimental or because it occurred to you that your head was full of fantasies of him in your bedroom shagging you?" Alice joked.

"Both." Lily smiled deviously. They were both laughing so hard at that point that not only were the Mauranders staring at them, but all of Gryffindor table and some of Ravenclaw. "Come on, let's go." Lily suggested to Alice, getting up. The girls' giggled all the way out of the hall.

"So why was James up at six in the morning?" Alice asked, her giggles subsiding.

"He wasn't getting up, he had just gotten in. I don't know why." Lily frowned shaking her head. "When I asked him this morning he changed the subject."

"Weird." Alice said. "Do you think he is hiding something?"

"Maybe, he did have a huge gash in his shoulder." Lily informed her. "And he smelled like wet dag and fresh cut grass." Alice giggled.

"Think he was doing something dangerous?" Alice questioned her. Lily frowned again.

"I hope not."