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Dear Diary,

It's getting harder and harder to avoid him now. Today was our Quidditch game against Hufflepuff…James scored twenty-three goals! Do you believe that? He's—I mean, that's amazing! We won, despite the fact that Agie didn't catch the Snitch. I think we're lucky that she even remembered how to play at all, actually. Anyway, what was I talking about before?…Oh, now I remember. Thanks for that. I mean, it's crazy, but it's like I'm noticing things about him for the first time. Do you know what color his eyes are? I do. I spent all of History of Magic debating it. They're like a soft brown color, but with a sparkly golden-green tint, right around his pupils, when the light hits them. Sooo amazing. I'm pretty sure this isn't the type of thing you think about in a purely platonic relationship, but that's okay. Whatever's going on, I'll just suppress it. That's healthy, right?

-Lily

"MOONY!"

Remus jerked his head out of the book on Chimaeras, and saw Sirius running towards him from the other side of the library. He looked tired and disheveled; his hair was almost as messy as James', and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"MOONY, I NEED YOUR HELP!" he yelled, causing Madam Pince to glare at him.

Sirius was running so fast, he crashed right into Remus and both of them fell to the ground. Remus scrambled back up, grabbing Sirius' hand and helping him up as well, then he just stared at Sirius in shock. "Padfoot--"

"--I know, Moony. I look a mess."

"--You know where the library is?" Remus finished, still in shock.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "I REALLY need your help, Rem."

It was a mark of how serious Sirius really was that he hadn't called Remus "Moony." He was truly in desperate need of Remus' help. Or, alternatively--

"Padfoot, I like your shoes just fine!" he said. "And that stopped being funny AGES ago."

"I'm NOT kidding, Rem. I need to find a book!"

"You…a book?" Remus said in wonder. "Is it about any form of medieval torture? Because what you did to Nott that time wasn't THAT funny."

"Yes, it was, but that's beside the point. I need to find the Muggle medical dictionary."

"Oh." So it was about Adriyana. "Well, let's check the Muggle Studies section, this way."

Sirius followed him into a small section of books in the back of the library, used for Muggle Studies. They searched for a while, and eventually, Remus pulled down a heavy book from one of the higher shelves. Not the wisest of decisions to keep it up there, probably.

"Okay, here it is, Padfoot. What do you want to look up, anyway?"

"Lily said that if we find out what kind of amnesia Agie has, we might find a way of curing it faster," he explained, shuffling through the pages of the book. "Ah! Here it is." Both boys huddled close to the book, scanning over the different types of amnesia on the page.

Remus found it first. "Here, Padfoot. She's got 'Traumatic Amnesia'."

"That doesn't sound good," Sirius said, frowning and looking at where Remus was pointing. "Let's see…caused by a blow to the head…loss of both short and long term memory…time until recovery varies by severity of injury…well, that's it, but it doesn't really help me."

"Do what Pomfrey said…just do the stuff with her that you did before she was hit."

"Well, it would be pretty awkward if I just went over and kissed her, right? She'd stop talking to me, never remember me, and I don't know if I could do that…"

"Padfoot, you're really determined about this, aren't you? I haven't seen you this concentrated on anything since you decided to become an Animagus."

"Moony, I think I'm in love…I need to get her back!" he said. "I couldn't sleep all night, I couldn't eat…well, I couldn't eat much, and I've been devoting almost all my time to curing her, but nothing's happened yet! It's driving me INSANE!" He fell to the floor in a depressed heap.

"Padfoot, it'll be okay, you just have to give it time!"

"Isn't that what I've been doing? If I wait another second, I'll explode, Moony, I'm sure of it!"

"So you really are in love, then? Hard to believe…"

Sirius nodded sadly. He wished Remus would realize this wasn't a good time to talk about it.

"So, have you told her about that blonde girl yet?"

Sirius winced. "Way to kick me when I'm down, Moony."

"Sorry, Padfoot. You really should tell her, before you tell her you love her though. Things will get worse."

"That's impossible, Rem. Things couldn't be any worse."

Lily stared thoughtfully at James from across the room. She had to face it, she liked him. It was strange, how he could be both incredibly endearing and overwhelmingly infuriating at the same time. The boy was a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a Gryffindor tie.

Which looked great with his eyes, by the way.

"Isn't there something that could take my mind off him?" Lily whispered.

"Sorry, what?" Adriyana said, looking up from the chess game she and Amber were playing. Amber was winning, because Adriyana just re-learned how to play.

"Nothing…I'm going to go to the…place…now," Lily said, before bolting out the door, with no real destination. Of course, after what happened to Adriyana, Lily always subconsciously went up random staircases instead of down them whenever she wandered around. Well, maybe she would find something to take her mind off James.

"Oof!" Lily called, as she ran into something—or someone, whoever it was had been carrying books—hard. The books they were carrying went flying about the hall. Lily blushed and scrambled to help whoever it was pick them up.

"Lily Evans? What are you doing by Ravenclaw Tower?" the person she had run into said. They had a male voice, deep and throaty.

"Oh, just…I don't know, really." She looked down, blushing. The only thing she knew about Ravenclaw Tower was that it was VERY far from Gryffindor Tower. Great.

Someone was holding their hand out to her. She took it. Well, whoever it was had a really strong grip. She was pulled up so that she was staring into warm, rich brown eyes…they looked kind of like James'…except it couldn't be James, right? He was back in the common room.

"I'm Jeremy. Jeremy Howes," he said.

She imagined her face being a similar color to her hair. "O-oh. Hey. Weren't you in the Hospital Wing a few weeks ago? I saw you there with Adriyana," she said all in one breath.

"Oh, yeah. Got hit with a Bludger at Quidditch practice….hey, let me walk you back to Gryffindor Tower?"

"Sure!" she said, a little over-enthusiastically. She looked up at him, only to see that he was looking back, grinning.

Looks like "something" just came her way…

"Wormtail, let's go get some food from the kitchens. Maybe there's still some of those éclairs from dessert left…and maybe they have fudge!" James tried to persuade Peter, but it wasn't even necessary…after all, Peter's two favorite things were James and food. He led Peter through the common room, and they both climbed out of the portrait hole, and started heading towards the kitchens.

That's when he saw them. Lily and…and that Ravenclaw guy who'd taken a Bludger to the chest during one of his Quidditch practices, walking down the hallway, talking…laughing…together. Who the hell did that prat think he was, to be talking to his Lily like that!?

Your Lily…you keep thinking that...

"Wormtail, who's that guy?" James said, glaring at Jeremy.

"Oh…Jeremy, right?" Peter squeaked.

"Jeremy…he's on The List, Pete." This 'List' was Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, And Prongs' List of Potential Prank Victims. One place you didn't want to be was on The List. It was like being marked for death.

Peter clapped his hands enthusiastically. "I LOVE it when people are on The List…what should we do to this one?"

Adriyana and Lily raced into Transfiguration a minute after the bell rang.

"May I ask why you ladies are so late?" a voice behind them called.

Adriyana spun around, so that she was staring right into McGonagall's dark eyes. "And you are?"

"Must we go over this EVERY day?" McGonagall said. She was less forgiving than the other teachers about Adriyana's amnesia…she hadn't yet forgiven Adriyana for what had happened at the Halloween dance months ago.

Behind McGonagall's shoulder, Amber made a finger-across-the-throat-means-you-die-now motion. Even the new, clueless Adriyana could pick up that hint. "Sorry, Ma'am." Adriyana saluted McGonagall and sat down in the nearest seat, next to Amber.

"Okay, class, stand up and begin transfiguring your desks into pigs, just like we've been practicing. You have the entire period," McGonagall said, standing up at her own desk in the front of the room.

They started working. Adriyana managed to give her desk a curly tail and re-color it a pale pink on her first few tries, but Amber's desk remained resolutely…a desk.

"Oh, I hate this!" Amber glared at the desk. Across the room, an oinking noise was heard.

"Hey...Lils made her desk oink! Remember our first Transfiguration class, when she got her match to turn into a needle on her first try?" Adriyana said, then turned her focus back to her desk. Amber gaped at her.

"You remember that?" Amber said, in shock.

"'Course I do. Lils is my best friend," she said, not taking her eyes off her pink desk. Suddenly, her face shot up. "Lily! I remember Lily!" She said the last part loudly, so that the entire room heard. Lily whirled around to see Adriyana running at her.

"Lils! I remember you!" she said, running over and wrapping Lily in a hug.

Sirius looked up from where his and James' desks-that-were-now-fully-pigs were fighting, staring at Adriyana and Lily hugging. Madam Pomfrey had said it would be kind of like this, suddenly Adriyana would remember a whole block of information, usually all relating to one person, and nothing else, and that this information would come in sporadic doses. And Lily happened to be first. He was okay with that, really. So what if she didn't deserve it one bit, so what if she'd been nothing but rotten to Adriyana that whole first week? At least Adriyana was getting better; he'd have her back soon, right?

Right?

After Transfiguration, Sirius and the other Marauders were walking to lunch. Sirius must have looked pretty downcast, because Remus smiled at him and said, "Don't worry about it, Pads. Soon enough, you'll have her back. Patience is a virtue."

"It's not a very fun virtue," Sirius grumbled, glaring at his shoes.

"You guys! Remy, Sirius, James, Peter!" an excited voice behind them called.

"Hey, Star," Remus said. She smiled at him briefly. "Agie remembers me!" Sirius dropped his books.

"Wow, pick a worse time, Carmichael," James muttered, rolling his eyes.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing," James said placidly.

"Yeah…I had association through buttered rolls…remember when I lobbed one at Alice during third year?" Amber said, her blackish navy eyes darting from Marauder to Marauder.

"So then, why aren't you spending every moment that you can with her?" Sirius said, picking up the last of his books. Amber just stared at him, a blank look on her face. Remus whispered something in her ear.

"Oh, sorry, Black. I have to go…and get…makeup…on?" she said. The all just stared at her, and she stared back. Then she started tearing down the hall.

Peter watched her go, nodding. "Interesting girlfriend you've got, Moony."

"Potions should die," Sirius said, staring at another blank piece of paper that should be a Potions essay.

"Padfoot, you're smart enough to do it. Just stop complaining!" Remus said, exasperated.

"No. I hate Potions, and it should die."

"You wouldn't think that if—"

"JAMES!" an excited voice called.

"Lily?" James said, turning around excitedly. The person behind him wasn't Lily, however.

It was Adriyana, and she was grinning at him.

"You remember Prongs? Before Padfoot?" Peter said, confused. Sirius just stared at Adriyana in shock. Adriyana, whether she was completely oblivious to her boyfriend's shock or simply didn't know what to do about it, had buried her head in James' shoulder, giving him a huge bear hug.

So…what did it mean? Adriyana HAD known James for about seven years before Sirius had even met her, but could Adriyana like James more than she likes him?

No, it couldn't be. No way in hell.

Sighing, Sirius stared out the tall windows of Gryffindor Tower. The stars that hung in the sky always made him feel better…despite the fact that they were all the names of his wretched family.

He missed her. A lot. So far, everyone who Adriyana had remembered, Lily, Amber, Professor Dumbledore, James…they all had some object, or sound, or…something…that triggered a response in Adriyana's memory.

The only problem was, there was no pattern, no clue to tell him what he had to do or say.

Maybe Moony was right…maybe he had to do something he used to do for her, give her some of those roses from The Forest, or carry her books or something like that. Something he would only do for his girlfriend…or only for her.

Sirius grinned. Let Operation Perfect Boyfriend begin!

A/N- Pst! Review! All the cool kids are doing it...