The next morning dawned bright and clear, with frost forming on the windowsills in the dormitories. Lily Evans, the only girl awake in her dormitory, slipped out of her incredibly warm bed, strangely not reluctantly, and dressed quietly and quickly, doing her hair at breakneck speed. Finally, she glanced at her clock and started. It was already 7:30! She was supposed to be meeting James right then! After throwing on socks and boots frantically, she sprinted down the stairs taking them two at a time, only to collide with someone doing exactly the same thing as herself.

"James?" she panted, catching her breath.

The boy standing next to her greeted her with ease, not even breathing heavily as a result of his extensive Quidditch training and the two made their way down to the Great Hall, both rubbing their eyes and yawning loudly. They sat down next to each other at Gryffindor's table and James spread a large piece of paper out on the table in front of them.

"These are the main ideas I thought of," he explained, seeing Lily's quizzical look, "Now here's what I reckon we should do…"

xXoXx

Meanwhile up in the boys' dorm, Sirius Black was just waking up from a very weird dream about everyone in the Great Hall laughing at him because the Marauders wouldn't sit with him. He was totally confused about why he was having dreams about such strange things, and couldn't help but wonder if his friends – his old friends, he reminded himself – were getting their revenge on him for his behaviour. He knew that what he had done was wrong, but he knew that it was too late to undo it. The best he could do was stop hanging out with Tara and her mates, as hard as it would be, as she was undoubtedly the hottest girl at Hogwarts, apart from perhaps Melissa. God, what had he done? He had since found out that Tara had taken an illegal potion – Felix Felicis – to equalize with Melissa's skill in order to get on the team. And he, Sirius Black, had fallen for it! Because – and this was the hardest part – she was hot. He was ashamed just thinking about it! His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a cough from the corner of the room.

"Are you going to stare at the wall all day, or are you going to talk to me about tonight?" a sickly looking Remus asked conversationally, propping himself up on his pillows and waiting for an answer.

"Tonight?" Sirius said, confused, before the penny dropped. "Tonight! Ah."

"You know, I really don't mind if you don't want to come, I mean, there aren't many people who would want to spend their night chasing a werewolf through the Forbidden Forest," Remus continued, shrugging at Sirius as if he couldn't care less.

"Oh God, Remus," Sirius exclaimed, "Of course I'll be there! None of us have ever missed a full moon before and I'm not planning on starting tonight!"

"Actually," mused Remus, "Peter has."

"What!" Sirius yelled, "He hasn't! That slimy little-"

"Sirius!" Remus said warningly, shooting him a Shut-Up-Right-Now look, his speciality, "As I was saying, he's missed the last two full moons. Come to think of it, I can't remember when he's last spent any time with us Marauders. Of course, it doesn't help that we're-"

"That we're what, Remus?!" Sirius said dangerously sitting up with surprising speed.

"That we're fighting," Remus said quietly.

"I said sorry, Remus."

"You know as well as I do that that doesn't always mean enough, Sirius," Remus replied, giving Sirius a covert look, "Remember how mad you guys were with me when you found out about my 'furry little problem'?"

Sirius nodded wordlessly, realizing Moony was right.

"Just lie low, Sirius," Remus advised sensibly, "And find some way to show Melissa you care."

Again, Sirius nodded, allowing his brain to begin thinking of ways to make it up to the girl of his dreams.

xXoXx

"Chloe?" Peter called cautiously, peeping out from his spot behind an apple tree in the Room of Requirement.

He heard a noise from behind him. He turned to see her, looking at her reflection in a small pool of water.

"Chloe?" he said, astonished, for she had never seemed the vain type to him, "What are you doing?"

"I might ask you the same question," she retorted, "You're never around anymore! We haven't kissed since Spin the Bottle! You've never come to the Room, even though you said you would! I don't think I even know you anymore, Peter!"

Inwardly, he panicked. He hadn't thought anyone had noticed his constant disappearances! The thing was, he was trying a new side. One that he had always been warned about, warned against. But he couldn't tell Chloe that.

"I've just been-"

"Don't give me those pathetic excuses!" Chloe yelled suddenly, standing up and facing him, "Tell me the truth!"

"Alright," he said, incensed with rage at her daring, "I'm a Death Eater! I'm getting the Dark Mark this summer! When I don't see your group I'm hanging out with Avery, Mulciber and Snape! Are you happy now?!"

The room was suddenly very quiet. The only sound was his heavy breathing. And then Chloe pointed her wand at him threateningly, "I'm taking you to Dumbledore," she said quietly, "He'll know how to deal with you."

He smirked, liking the feeling of power he was in, "I don't think so."

"Oh and why not, then?" Chloe asked sarcastically, raising her wand.

"Stupefy!" he yelled, the dark power growing within him consuming his better judgement and his feelings, "Obliviate!"

And with that, Chloe's world went black.

xXoXx

As it was the weekend, Mel was relaxing down in the common room, waiting for Remus because he had promised her a game of wizard's chess. She felt a hand on her shoulder and made to turn around, but she stopped when she heard a male voice, obviously aimed at her.

"Don't turn around."

"And why not?" she retorted, impatient for this stranger to leave.

"Because I love you," the voice replied calmly. Something about the sincerity of the voice stopped her from making a sarcastic reply.

"Y-you do?" she asked wonderingly, flattered.

"And Remus isn't coming."

"What did you do to him?" she said worriedly, immediately anxious for her friend's sake.

"Nothing!" the voice protested, "I asked him not to, that's all."

"And why not?"

"Because we're going to Hogsmeade."

"What?!" she asked, bewildered, for she had not expected him to say that.

"And I am, regrettably, going to have to blindfold you, if you will consent to coming," the voice continued.

"And if I don't?" she asked, flirting all the way as she had no intention of refusing his offer.

"Well, you won't get the pleasure of finding out who your mysterious admirer is, will you?" the voice said mockingly, obviously knowing what she was about.

"Alright then," she sighed reluctantly, as if she really did not want to go. Secretly, her insides were buzzing. Who was this stranger? He was obviously in Gryffindor, because he was in their common room, but he could be any age from eleven to seventeen! Euww, what if he was an eleven year old tricking her?

She felt the guy tie a blindfold around her and suddenly she couldn't see the common room and all she could see was darkness.

"Okay," the male said reassuringly, "You'll have to trust me. I'll lead you to a place I know of that will lead us into Honeydukes in Hogsmeade. There, you'll just have to rely on my, erm, resources that won't let us be caught."

"I'm not sure I understand," she said nervously, all this information was catching her off guard.

"You don't need to," the guy replied self-confidently, "I understand enough for the both of us."

And with that, he began to lead her out of the common room, and down several corridors. She noticed that not once did he lead her astray, not once did he lead her into anything or anyone. He obviously really meant what he had said about loving her!

He stopped abruptly when they got to a statue of a one-eyed witch, and was about to open the passageway when a voice called out to him.

"So this is your grand plan?" the voice said jokingly.

"Yes," her companion replied, "I'm taking her to Hogsmeade."

"I hate to say it mate, but for once you've done something right."

"You really think so? Wait a sec… was that a compliment?"

"Seriously, we're going to have to end your little love tour now."

"What's wrong?"

"Chloe's missing."