Disclaimer: I don't think J.K Rowling keeps getting the words sweet and sweat mixed up.

A/N: First of all let me say thanks to Dudette13 and RaeKitty13 for reviewing. You guys rock so hard-core. Second of all, on a totally different subject, NOOOOO. I can't believe Gackt's gay. For all of you who don't know who that is, he's this really hot Japanese pop artist, and he's gay. No, I'm so depressed. Sighs, oh well there goes my trip to Japan. Tears up ticket

I pulled Lily closer to me as another ear splitting howl reached our ears. She was starting to shake.

The air started to turn cold, and there were more howls coming from all around us. Why lord, why did this have to happen to me.

"James," Lily said. Her voice was no more than a soft murmur. She sounded scared. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," I lied. "Just some stray dogs probably." I couldn't tell her the truth. There was no way she would understand. And besides, I told myself, it would just freak her out more. I didn't want to freak Lily out. She didn't deserve that. If it hadn't been for me, she would have been at home in her nice safe bed.

I started to lead Lily back toward the road. We would get back there, catch a cab back to her house, I would drop her off, take the cab a few blocks down the rode, then disapparate back to my house. I left my arm around Lily's waist, and shoved my other hand in my pockets of my robe, wrapping my fingers around my wand. Hopefully I wouldn't have to use it, but it's better to be safe than sorry.

There wasn't a cab in site on the road, and Lily's cell phone and the payphone (whatever they were I swear muggles have the weirdest stuff) weren't working. I had the strongest urge ever to just disaparate Lily back to her house, but I really didn't want to have to wipe her memory. It might not have been the perfect night, but I still wanted her to remember it.

I didn't know why I had such a strong erg to protect her. It was just there. One of those feelings that you just couldn't get rid of.

So we started walking. The night was dead silent. The stillness made me jumpy. The hairs on the back of my neck were on end. It was like someone had turned up my hearing. I heard it all, and it wasn't helping my nerves.

As the first building came into sight we saw the first of them. A big hulking figure that was way too big to be a normal dog. It was just standing in the middle of the road as calm as could be. Two more stepped out from the ally ways, one of each side.

"Lily," I whispered. "You're just going to have to trust me on this one."

"What's going on," she asked again.

"Just trust me," I replied backing us up. "And what ever you do don't let them bite you."

A deep growl emerged from all three of the wolves. Their white teeth seemed to gleam in the moonlight. They surged forward. I spun us around and started running slipping my wand out of my pocket. Two more werewolves appeared in front of us momentarily blocking our retreat. I took a right down an alley instead praying that it wasn't a dead end.

The alley was long, dark, and narrow. It stank heavily of old fish and rotting garbage. The ground was wet and slippery. We came out at the end on another street, surrounded by shops. I lead Lily down two more alleys before we crouched by a dumpster to catch our breath. The world had seemed to go quiet again, not a good sign. The air was starting to turn cold. I could see my breath floating up as fog.

I moved to get up, trying to take Lily with me, but she pulled away. "No," she stated. "I'm not going anywhere's till you tell me exactly what's going on."

"There's no time," I explained. "We have to keep moving before they find us again."

I tried to grab her arm again but she pulled away. "No, I'm not going anywhere till you tell me what's happening. Why are those things chasing us?"

I sighed. Muggles could be so…so…stupid. Yes I wanted to tell her, to tell her everything, but I couldn't. I just couldn't. It would only freak her out more. But then again she looked pretty freaked out already.

"Lily," I said making my voice calm as if I was speaking to a child. "I'm not going to let them hurt you. I promise."

"I don't need you to protect me," she spat. "I just need to know what's going on, so tell me tell me right now!"

Now she had done it. There was a loud snarl as a garbage can was ripped away to reveal a pair of piercing yellow eyes starring back at me. It let out a agonizing howl that it had found it's prey before it crouched low and jumped, heading straight for Lily.

She screamed, not doing any good but to attract the more wolves. I let the first spell that came to my mind fly. A beam of red light shot of my wand hitting the wolf square the chest, sending it flying back into some garbage cans.

Lily looked like she was in shock, either from the fact that she had just nearly gotten her head ripped off by a wolf, or the fact that her date was shooting beams of light out of a piece of wood. Probably was a dead tie.

The werewolf was still sprawled in the trashcans as we burst back onto the street. I had gotten a quick look at my handy work, allowing myself a smirk. The spell had been one of Padfoot's concoctions, turning the head of the wolf three times bigger than the actual size. Great piece of work, never actually thought he had it in that old dirty girl minded head of his to come up with a spell.

It wasn't till I reached the street that realized what was happening. These things were boxing us in, herding us like sheep. There standing in the middle of the street, to my horror wasn't only werewolves, but now I had the added problem of Death Eaters. They were just like the wolves so calm, waiting for the prey to get here, their faces all had smirks.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here," said one of them. The voice sounded familiar, like I'd heard it before, but I couldn't place it. "What a nice surprise, isn't it gents." The death eater let out a menacing laugh that was quickly followed by others from his comrades. "The Potter's boy, a pain in our side's that what your parents have been to us. My be it's time we showed them what happens when they mess with the Dark Lord."

They started that serial murder horror style laughing again. I wrapped my arm around Lily's waist again, as I bent my head down to whisper in her ear. The death eater stopped his laughing. "That's disgusting," he growled. "Another good pure blood family gone down the drain to the muggles. I never thought it'd be you. No I told myself, not James, he's got his standers and here I find out that I was wrong. How depressing. I must admit this comes as a shock, but not as big of a one as I expected. I mean you are my son's best mate."

Something clicked in my mind. A memory from the one and only time I had stayed over at Sirius'. I suddenly knew whose voice I was hearing. It was Sirius' father. I tightened my hold on Lily and spun around, praying I didn't over shoot my destination or splinch. It felt like I was being squeezed through a tube, one that was way to small. Breathing became a daunting task, like being stuck in a room full of smoke, that's what it felt like. And as soon as it felt like I couldn't stand it any more, it was all over, and we had appeared in my living room. I felt Lily faint in my arms.

My parents rushed out of the kitchen to see what all the noise was. They took one look from me to the passed out girl in my arms, and I knew what they were thinking. What the hell did he do now?

"I can explain."

"You'd better!" yelled my dad, his face red with fury. "Do you know what you've done? Do you!" he stormed back into the kitchen.

"Set her on the coach dear, and you'd better have one heck of a story." I nodded as my mother turned and followed my dad into the kitchen. I knew wasn't going to be a pretty conversation.
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(Lily's Pov)

I woke up on a couch in an unfamiliar room. My head was spinning. It felt like I had a hang over. I couldn't remember what had happened or how I had gotten here. The whole night seemed like a blur. Angry voices reached my ears.

"You did what in front of her?" screamed a man. He sounded mad, real mad. "My own son. I thought I had taught you better than to use magic in front of a muggle!"

Pause, "Is that all you can say, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Well I'm sorry isn't going to cut it mister! What am I going to tell my boss? My own son using magic in front of a muggle! And at a time like this for god sakes. You have to go out and do something stupid at a time like this. Her memory's going to have to be wiped! And I'm not going to be the one to do it!"

Another pause, longer than the last, and more yelling from the man. I assumed, from what I heard that the conversation was about me. Who else could they be talking about? I didn't want to here it anymore. I had heard enough fighting in my seventeen years to last me a lifetime, and I didn't want to hear any more of it. So I did the only thing I could think of, I left, slamming the door a little harder than meaning too.

The night was air was cold. The wind chilled me right down to my bones. I wished I had worn something heavers than spaghetti strap shirt, seeing as I had managed to loose my jacket somehow.

I didn't recognize any of the houses. I was totally lost, not even knowing whether I was in the same city any more. Someone shouted something from behind me, and I turned around to see James running down the street, waving his arms in the air, yelling, "wait up" at the top of his lungs. I started walking in the other direction. Not wanting to look at him. Anger rising in me as my memories of the night returned, the fear, the hopelessness, but above all other's the confusion.

"Wait," he yelled again grabbing my arm and spinning me around to face him. His brown eyes starring into mine. "I don't know what to say. I'm sorry would be the place to start I guess." He ran his fingers through his hair as I ripped my arm from his grasp.

"You got a lot of nerve you know," I replied as I met his gaze.

He looked down ashamed. "Listen I can't explain what happened to night, but I promise you won't remember a thing."

"Yeah right," I replied. He only looked more ashamed.

"At least let me walk you home. Just to make sure you get their safe."

I just starred up at him in disgusted. "You really do got a lot of nerve."

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(James' Pov)

We took a cab back to Lily's house. I felt ashamed of myself. My parents were ferrous at me, but yet at the same time I knew they loved and forgave me all the same. I only wish I could say the same for Lily. I paid the cab driver and walked her up to her front door. My eyes held nothing but sorrow. "I'm so sorry this happened." My voice was nothing more than a whispered. I took out my wand. "But you have to forget. I have to wipe your memory."

She saw my wand come out and her eyes filled with fear, more fear than they had held all night. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Just make you forget this whole thing ever happened," I replied.

She shook her head. "I don't want to forget. Please don't, I won't tell anybody I promise."

I didn't know what it was that made me take pity on her. May be it was those green eyes, or probably more the fact that she was dressed in a really hot outfit. "What ever," I said shrugging, putting my wand away. "Probably just mess up your brain any ways." I turned to leave.

"Wait," came Lily's voice. She still looked sad; she had the door unlocked and open. "Do…do you want a drink or something."

I shrugged and followed her inside to the kitchen, neither of us bothered to turn on the lights. She got me a glass of water and took a seat on one of the stools in the kitchen. I took a seat opposite of her, taking out my wand again playing with the water in the glass, making it float into the air, and turning it into different liquids.

The one thing I didn't understand was why I felt so depressed. It wasn't like I hadn't dated other girls before, just not muggles. But none of them ever made me feel like this. It was weird, and more than anything a little unnerving.

I replaced the water into the glass and looked up to see Lily starring down at it. "Amazing," she whispered.

I cracked a smile and moved my hand to lightly touch her face. Her eyes flicker up to mine. I leaned my face closer to hers. "Like it," I said. "Not all magic is bad magic you know." That look on her face that fear not from the wolves, but from me. That look was from me. "I'm not going to hurt you." And then I kissed her. My lips moving lightly on hers, but she didn't pull away. I wrapped my other arm around her neck and she did the same. My lips curved up into a smile. The perfect ending to a crappy night.

And that's when it all ended. The lights flickered on, and I heard a shout of "Oh my god." and "What in hell do you think you're doing?" I turned to see Lily's parents standing in the doorway, her dad looking more livid than shocked. "You are going to be…"

"James," whispered Lily, so low that only I could hear here. "You think you can do that thing you do with the memories?"

"Only if you go out with me again." She smiled and nodded. I cracked a huge grin, the biggest grin ever.

A/N: Sorry it took me forever to update. Horrible writer's block, can't write a thing. Plus I've got these new stories I'm working on, not fan fiction, these are actually my own creations, Heaven, Hell, Or In Between and Love and War. So yeah sorry about the slow updating. Speaking of which this was the last chapter to this story in case you can't tell. So do me a really big favor and tell me what you thought of this one. It's the first story I've actually completed, and I want reviews bad.