"You know we shouldn't even BE here! These are YOUR assignments! Why did I let you two bring me here, again?" Moony asked, after James and I convinced him into going into the Library with us.

"You're the one who knows the Library best, so I -er- WE thought it would be best if you came along to help?" Prongs replied while I made sure no one was following us or could see us.

"Well, yeah, but this late at night? Are you crazy!"

"Yes, yes we are, but keep your voice down so we don't get-" Professor Slughorn suddenly stepped into view, "-caught. Are we in trouble, Professor?" I gulped and looked behind me only to see Moony nowhere in sight, James was trembling slightly.

"Yes, I do believe you are. Lucky for you, I was about to go to up to Professor McGonagall's office to discuss certain matters to do with Potions class. Come along."

"Is that a request, Sir?" Prongs asked nervously.

"No, . Bring with you, before he decides to slip away."

"I wasn't trying to escape, Professor.. I was just -er- yes, Professor."

Prongs and I trudged slowly after Professor Slughorn while I wondered where Remus went off to. And why.

...

"Y'know, Lily, I almost felt bad that they were caught. Almost." I was now sitting by the couch in front of the fireplace, Lily sitting on the left of me as we warmed our feet and hands.

"How come? They deserved it from being so mean to you.." she smirked.

"Yeah, I know, it's just... They've been my friends for so long, since we were kids, and I just-"

"W-W-Where are J-James and S-Sirius?" Peter whimpered from the foot of the staircase leading to the dormintories.

"Peter, they've not been gone that long. They'll be here tomorrow morning. No need to worry."

"Oh, okay. Wait, i-is t-that Evans?" Peter asked, his eyes practically buldging from their sockets as he noticed her sitting beside me.

"No Peter, she's McGonagall. Yes, this is Lily. Lily, this is Peter."

"Nice to meet you, Peter." Lily smiled, outstretching her arm for a handshake.

Peter trembled in fear, knowing this was James' girl. Running back up to our dormitory and closing the door. Later I heard a soft 'click' and assumed he had locked the door behind him. Feeling the strong urge to laugh, I held it back for Lily's sake. I hate my laugh.

Lily then looked at me and began to laugh. She has quite the amazing laugh too, I might say. I began to laugh with her before covering my mouth and letting loose a hiccup.

She simply smiled and stood up.

"Where're you going?" I asked, curious.

"To breakfast, silly! You coming or what?"

I had forgotten it was already the next day.