Well, this is a tiny bonus chapter, just to present to you a new shipper! Thanks for all the reviews! Again: any mistake, tell me :)

The Last Chance

The days went by and Harry was feeling more and more comfortable with the Marauders (except for few moments when they tried to force Harry to reveal what happened to them in the future). Lily, on the other hand, always insisted on being beside Harry, as the boy attempted desperately to push her toward James.

Close to the first Gryffindor match Harry was reading a poster about the Hogsmeade trip when he asked who he should take with him, in order to avoid Lily.

"I can't understand you, New Kid." James commented as he pushed feverously some dolls in broomsticks over a game scheme.

"Why, Prongs? I just don't want her."

"Look, almost all men in this school" he put the scheme aside and gazed at Harry. "And I include myself in this group; want to hang out with Lily Evans. Every one. She's there, at your feet, and you don't want her?"

"She's yours, James." Harry insisted seriously "I'm making a good publicity on you, believe me. "

James rolled his eyes, and Remus said:

"Peter, can't you eat slower?"

Laughing, Harry looked at the fat boy beside him, who was eating as if his life depended on it.

"Wormtail, Emmeline.'

Suddenly Peter stopped dead and gazed around. Coming to the table, Ron and the girls laughed. The moment she saw Harry, Lily ran to him.

"Hi, Harry."

"Erm…Hi, Lily."

"I was wondering… This weekend, after the match… There's a Hogsmeade trip, isn't it?"

"Yes…"

"So… I know it's awkward to see me doing this, but all the girls have company. Would you like to go with me?" she blushed. "As my friend!"

Harry gazed quickly at James, who pretended to analyze his quidditch notes.

"Hum… Ok." He agreed reluctantly. When she walked away, Harry puffed.

"I'll break up with her this weekend; you keep an eye on us."

"She's gonna punch me." He stared sadly at the girl's back.

"Oh, shut it, James." Remus muttered, and Harry noticed he too was staring at Lily's group. "Who's Dorcas going with?"

"Why are you interested?" Peter giggled. Remus blushed to his hair root.

"I'm not interested!" he shouted rapidly, still red. "I was curious, that's all."

"Gideon Prewett, Ravenclaw." Sirius said monotonous. James stopped moving the dolls.

"WHAT?" he shouted as he punched the table. "THIS IS TRAISON!"

This moment the whole hall turned to James, with his fist raised on the air. Blushing strongly he sat down and straightened his glasses. Cleaning his throat, he said:

"She can't…Is Remus fancying Dorcas?"

Glancing at the Ravenclaw's table, Remus sighed.

"It's so in my face?"

"Yeah." Harry laughed "Even you, so normal…"

"That's the point!" he smiled dreamy. "She's so free, doesn't need a reason for everything, get it?"

"Why don't you ask her out?" Sirius asked

"I was planning to do so, but now Gideon is with her, so I won't do a thing."

James eyes rolled around.

"Don't do this. Tell her how you feel. She may dump you, but you'll never know until you try."

"Gideon is going to beat me."

"I wanna see him leaning a finger on you, Moony." Sirius growled "I'm stuck with these so called intellectuals from Ravenclaw. Let them come."

That same day, on their way to Herbology, Remus stopped Dorcas.

"Hey, Dorc's! May I talk to you?"

"Course!" she smiled, and they both stopped on a tree shadow.

"The leaves are getting yellow…" he started anxiously. Dorcas raised her eyebrows.

"You called me for this?"

"No!" Remus shouted. "I mean… No. Sorry, I just wanted to start with something different. Dorcas… I've heard you're going out with Gideon."

"Yeah, he asked me out, so sweet! Most of the people think I'm a weird, but he said he really likes me!" she looked really excited. Remus grinned.

"Good. I just asked for confirmation cause I… Wasn't spending the weekend with someone, and you're my… My friend. It's ok, have fun. Bye."

"So?" Sirius asked the moment he stepped into the glass-house. Harry frowned.

"Look at him! Do you think he's fine, Padfoot? What happened?"

"I wasn't brave enough." Remus whispered pale. "He likes her, she said it. And she likes him. Forget it."

That night when Harry was chatting with the boys at the Common Room, Remus ran into the place, locking himself up on the dormitory.

"Moony's down." James looked at the dormitory's door. "He had never asked a girl out. This was his chance."