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Disclaimer: Jo Rowling = not me

I was intrigued. This map showed Hogwarts, laid out in a way I had though was impossible for an unplottable building. The most amazing thing about this map though, was the tiny labelled dots that covered the paper like so many ants. I could see the location of Pringle on the fifth floor, lurking outside a disused classroom, and of McGonagall in her office. I could see... The Marauders. Potter, Black and Pettigrew were in the grounds. Not quite in the forest, but still hidden by a layer of the wild growths of bushes and vines that slowly took over the grounds.

I walked over to the window, the sky was jet black, but the full moon shone and illuminated the smooth lawns. I suppressed a shiver. I had found out about Remus' 'furry little problem' last year, but I still wasn't any more comfortable with the fact that when I heard a howl on a moonlit night, it was more than likely that Remus was the one howling.

The three boys had moved to a spot next to the whomping willow, and suddenly, to my surprise, Pettigrew vanished. I took me a minute to see his dot again. It had come to rest in the middle of a labelled 'secret passageway'. The other two followed him.

My eyes flicked down to the end of the passageway, where there was a room. In the room there was a single dot, which read 'Remus John Lupin'.

It was then that it dawned on me what the other three boys were doing.

I had to stop them.

I ran down and into my own dormitory where I pulled on the thicker of my two cloaks, dashed into the common room and out of the portrait hole. With the map in my hand, I rushed into the entrance hall. I wasn't technically allowed in the corridors- prefect patrols hadn't started yet, so when I heard someone walking hurriedly towards the place where I was, I decided to hide. The closest hiding place was a broom cuboard that was usually inhabited by a kissing couple.

I squeezed in with all the mops and cleaning equipment. Peeking out through a gap in the wood, I saw McGonagall carrying a long tartan dress. The heels of her shoes tapped against the stone, and she was muttering under her breath. When the coast was clear, I slipped out again and through a side door that led to the grounds. The night was clear, and I could tell all the constellations by sight from last year's Astronomy lessons.

I made my way around the side of the castle. My idea of coming outside to warn the marauders was now seeming rash. I pondered what to do for a while before coming to my decision.

I had always been further ahead in charms than even Professor Flitwick realised. In fact, I was willing to bet that if I had taken my charms NEWT right then and there, I would have got at least an E. I swished my wand in a wide arc before saying the incantation: Expecto Patronum. I then put a sound encapsulating charm around the vicinity so that no one would hear the message I screamed,

WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!

DON'T YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS HE WILL BE TONIGHT?!

COME BACK AT ONCE!

OR I'LL COME AFTER YOU!

HALF AN HOUR...

I didn't want to admit it, but I was seriously worried. It looked like they didn't get how it would impact their life if any of them got bitten- or even worse killed? Argh! They were so self centred! They didn't even care enough about Remus to see how his life would be crushed if he hurt anybody.

My silver doe ran off. I slumped against one of the many towers of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, and, unwillingly, dozed off. I was knackered after all.

I woke up suddenly when I heard a howl. I jerked, and looked up at the sky. That was before I realised that there were three dark shapes in front of me, only twenty or so meters away. Two of them looked like they were fighting to keep the strongest at bay. One of the defending creatures looked at me. It was a hansom stag, with enormous spreading antlers, a very dark coat, and big hazel eyes. As it stared at me, I sensed emotion in those great eyes- panic. He was worried about me and the creature, who, after a minute, I realised to be Remus.

The werewolf broke free from his captors.

And came towards me.

I stayed, frozen against the castle wall. All I could do was to look, terrified, into Remus' eyes and will him to recognise me. My eyes were locked onto Remus'. And then the stag was there, and a gigantic black dog. I noticed a rat on the shoulder of the dog, before he began a fight, trying to suppress the wolf. At this point I came to my senses, and ran.

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I watched the post owls glide down to deliver their letters. I was sitting, nibbling on a small piece of flapjack, and puzzling over the events of last night. I was sure that the actions of the stag and the dog had not been normal for wild animals. At the same time I was wondering what had become of the marauders because they hadn't come down to breakfast yet and I didn't have the guts to approach them. Just then, there was a burst of too loud laughter from the direction of the doors to the great hall. It was Pettigrew, accompanied by Potter and Black.

As they passed, I heard a little of what Black was saying.

"Blimey! It was close though, I wonder if she suspects anything?"

"She won't Padfoot."

Potter replied

"Cor, wouldn't it be awesome if she knew though? I bet she would help us Prongs I betcha."

Added Pettigrew looking thoroughly overexcited.

And here they were again, talking about a girl, and I had a very strong idea who it was.

What didn't I know?

A rather small owl with ruffled feathers came and dropped a letter in my place. It was written in green ink, so I knew it must be from a member of the school staff. It read:

Miss Evans,

Please come to my office at seven o clock this evening to discuss. In the mean time, review your relations with the student body from inside and out, and recap your charms work from first year to fourth year.

Good day

Professor F Flitwick

I folded the note and slipped it into my bag, too preoccupied about the Marauders to analyse the note in my usual fashion.

After Defence against the Dark arts, I made my way back to the common room. Just as I sat down in an armchair next to Marly by the fire, the portrait hole opened, and Potter came in with a girl who was giggling hysterically. I recognised her as his two month girlfriend, Dina- they had gotten together just before the summer holiday. She was quite pretty, but her outfit was tasteless. She was wearing a skirt so short you could almost see her knickers, and a strappy top. I honestly didn't get what James saw in her.

Potter looked around, then he saw me looking at him and his eyes locked on mine. It was as if he was trying to tell me something.

He glanced at Black, who gave him an encouraging look, before Potter pulled Dina close to him and started to kiss her.

I looked away. A normal person would do that in private, or at least not slap bang in the centre of the common room, ensuring to be seen by everyone. But James Potter was anything but normal.

I finished McGonagall's 'Ways in which variations in contents or breed can affect live and unaffected transfiguration' essay before dinner, and then climbed up to Professor Flitwick's office just down the corridor from the entrance to Ravenclaw tower. I knocked on the door nervously.

"Come in please Evans, and sit down."

He squeaked, gesturing to a chair with a blue silken cover.

I perched on the edge of the chair, curious as to what Professor Flitwick wanted me for.

"You are an amazing charms student as you know, and a spectacular example for younger students."

I nodded my head

"Thank you sir."

"So I would like to offer you an opportunity, some experience for you. Do you know Samuel Lors?"

"Yes sir"

"He is in need of a tutor for fourth year charms. Would you like to tutor him?"

My eyes widened in surprise. Me, tutor a fourth year? Hmmm, I don't know. I didn't want to let a teacher down though, so I agreed.

"Excellent, well, go to classroom 11this time next week. I will hand you a plan in your lesson. You may leave."

I exited the room.

James Potter's POV

"So, we delay him coming down to breakfast, then get him stuck in the staircase and when Slughorn comes along, summon it."

I was talking to Sirius in my two way mirror. We were planning on stealing Snape's diary on the way down to breakfast, and to read passages from it to the school the next day. I knew for a fact he kept one because I had heard him telling Lily two years ago. It was going to be REALLY funny seeing his face.

I moved to my place of action, behind a tapestry near the top of the marble staircase. After twenty minutes, I saw Snape coming, and cast a nonverbal trip jinx in front of the trick stair. When Snape came down, he fell and got his leg lodged in the gap. While he was preoccupied trying to remove his leg from the hole, I summoned his diary. See, easy as Pi.

I brought the mirror up to my face and whispered

"Sirius Black."

His face instantly appeared.

"Success?"

"Yup."

A grin broke over his face.

"Great! Phase one complete. Initiate phase two at break."

"Okay. Great Prongs! See ya at breakfast."

I felt great. A slight spasm of guilt crossed my feeling of self satisfaction, but I quashed it. James Potter does NOT feel guilty about anything. 'Gosh! I need to get with it'. I internally slapped myself. What had gotten into me today?

First guilt over Lily, and now guilt over Snape! What next?

As I was walking, I wasn't paying attention, and ran into a short fifth year Ravenclaw called Brook.

"Oh, sorry."

I had always liked Brook. She had never seemed into any of the Marauders or me romantically, so we had worked up a kind of companionship.

"That's just fine, don't you worry yourself James."

She said in her strong Yorkshire accent, smiling.

I gave her a grin then carried on, whistling a tune that, I realised with a chuckle, was 'On Ilkley moor baht 'at'.

In my free period, I quickly flicked through the diary. My eyes hovered over a likely looking day.

Today, Susan Wilkinson refused to go to the Summer ball with me. I don't understand what it is that she does not see in me. I am an exemplary student, good looking, and I ensnare enough mystery to keep a girl interested...

This was perfect. I made an exact copy and handed it to Padfoot later on. Our plans were for him to put a giant copy of the pages on a screen in the great hall at breakfast. I went to bed feeling very happy.

The next morning, I woke up early and read a bit more of the diary before falling asleep.

When I woke up again, Sirius had gone to start phase four of the plan. We had planned for me to stay here though, so as to give Lily the impression that I wasn't in on the Prank.

I opened the diary and scanned a page that I hadn't read yet. This was one of the ones we were putting up. Sirius had already gone.

On this page Snape was writing about Lily. My eyes widened at the words. The school couldn't read that!

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