A/N: Sorry for the delay! 2 weeks without updating! I did mean to write this on Thursday because I was off with cold *cough* which I've still sort of got. I got a bit done but then my laptop started going all haywire so it didn't really work out. I'll try and get another chapter done by Christmas but if I can't MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! If I do, it will be today as Christmas Eve is my brother's birthday so I'll be really busy. If I don't (But I will) update by New Year's then you all have permission to set Remus in Werewolf form on me. Bye! This took me 2 hours to write by the way! Just so you know…

-CONVERSATION OF THE CHAPTER- (Yeah that's what I've started calling it )

ME: Hey Remus!

REMUS: You have been a very naughty person and not updated in 2 weeks! I'm ashamed of you!

ME: I'm sorry! Okay?

REMUS: Just don't do it again.

ME: I'll try. But I'm ashamed of you as well!

REMUS: What? What did I do?

ME: I know your secret Mr Lupin.

REMUS: You-you-you know?

ME: Of course I do. I know everything. I am ashamed because you haven't told your friends.

REMUS: Oh. I just don't want them to leave me.

ME: *Sigh* They won't do that. Trust me. I'd wait if I was you Remus. Let them find out for themselves.

REMUS: Okay?

Me: Hmm. Now of you go.

*Remus disappears*

ME: Right, ON WITH THE STORY!

12

2 weeks later, James was sitting in Astronomy class adjusting his telescope. It had just gone midnight, meaning that Halloween was just 2 weeks away. 2 weeks away from asking Lily out. Butterflies began to fill his stomach again. Every time he thought about it, nerves raked his body. Everything was ready though.

Remus had found the spell, which had a bit of confusion behind it. Remus had gone to the library one night and didn't return the same night.

James had asked if he had found the spell and Remus replied with a simple 'no' and 'I'll go look later'.

Remus had found the spell which would create the words in the air.

When James asked what it was, Remus refused to tell him saying 'he would mess up somehow and ruin it', when James asked if he had told Gracie or Sirius Remus had snorted and said 'I'd rather tell you than them two, I'm already worried about Sirius getting those Fireworks and Gracie's bound to help him set them off. Were all doomed, James' And walked away.

It seemed like James had taken leadership over the plan from Gracie. He was now the one asking everyone if they had got everything ready. He had to approach Gracie and Sirius sitting together in the common room.

'Gracie, have you sent a letter to your mum asking-'

'No.'

'WHAT?'

'Over 2 weeks James. 2 more weeks to go.'

That had happened a few days ago. Embarrassed, he had turned and gone up to the boys dorm and proceeded to tell Peter about their plan.

'Sirius, the Dog Star-' he heard giggles that suspiously sounded like Gracie's.

'Dog.' She mouthed to Sirius who sat next to her. He scowled at her and turned his back to her.

Sirius. His birthday was just over a week today! Oh Merlin. He had totally forgotten about it. Looks like more planning needed to be done. He would have to ask Remus and Peter for help. But it was also Gracie's birthday 2 days later. Then it came, a joint birthday party. Then he could ask Lily, Marlene and Mary for help as well. James sighed; he had lots to do and little time.

'-Is the brightest star in the sky-'

'Ha!' he whispered to Gracie, turning back round to face her.

She stuck her tongue out at him and then to James's amusement, started having a poke war until the end of class. Lily he noticed was watching them with narrowed eyes.

The bell rang and everyone jumped up, grabbing their bags and scrambling out the classroom.

'JAMES POTTER!' he heard someone yell. He stopped and turned around, spotting Gracie making her way to him through the students.

'James.' She panted as she reached him.

'Gracie.' He said cheerfully, even though it was 1 am.

'I finished writing my letter to mum,' she said quietly. 'Want me to send it now?' she asked.

'I'll take it if you want. I need to send on to my mum as well.' he answered.

She nodded and open her bag and dug around in it, until she pulled out a slightly crumpled letter.

She handed it to him and they began to walk back to the common room.

'I hate astronomy lessons. They are so tiring, especially when you have McGonagall first thing in the morning the next day.'

'Yeah. But it's not like we can have them during the day is it?' he said.

'Why not?' she asked him.

He turned to look at her. She had a completely serious look on her face.

'Because you can't see the stars during the day.' He said slowly, starting to laugh.

'So?' she asked bewildered.

'How can we show we know which star is which if we can't see them?' James asked.

Grace didn't answer him for a few minutes.

'Well, why can't we do theory in the day and practical during the night. You know, learn the stuff about the stars during the day and do the looking through the telescope and spotting them later at night. Then, we get more sleep, which most importantly I, and everyone else needs.'

James stared open mouthed at Grace.

'Wow,' He said. 'That's actually a good idea.' He said.

Gracie straightened up. 'I do have many good ideas James. This was not the first.' She said.

She faced him with a mock angry look on her face.

He raised his arms in surrender. 'I'm so sorry Grace. I should not underestimate you.' He said solemnly.

'No you shouldn't.' she grinned.

'Bat wings.' James said. They had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. She swung open and let them through.

'Night James.' Grace said before going up the girl's dorm stairs.

'Night Gracie.' He muttered.

He sat down in a comfy armchair by the fire and pulled out a piece of parchment, pot of ink and a quill.

Dear Mum and Dad,

Sorry I haven't written very much. Okay, at all. But I have an excuse! We've been sort of planning something (me and my friends, I'll explain later in the letter). You see, I like this girl called Lily and I want to ask her out. I wanted to ask if you could send my dress robes over? I promise I won't ruin them or anything. Thanks.

Anyway, I don't know if you know or not, but I was sorted into Gryffindor (Hope you're proud dad!) I've also might've stormed out of Defence against the Dark Arts class. Mum I have a reason! The professor, Servark, was just going on about how Pure-Bloods are the best and even said the M word. He asked Gracie what she thought of Muggle-Borns and she said she thought they deserve to be taught magic as much as we deserve to. Remus, Sirius, Gracie then proceeded to say we refused to be taught by him and stormed out of the classroom. We now teach ourselves. Don't worry. We have Remus. He's a really good teacher. We won't go wrong with him there. He won't let us.

So, I guess you're wondering who my friends are? Well, I'll start with Sirius because he was the first I met on the train and probably the one I'm closet to. He's a Black, but he's nothing like them at all, he's in Gryffindor. He loves causing mischief and having fun.

Remus is the smart one. He loves books but he's not afraid to have fun. He's the one that sort of keeps us in line and tells us off if we do something bad. Nut he's awesome! He always looks tired though…

Peter is the last of our little gang. He not the best at magic but he's okay. He's a good mate. He's kind of short and gets nervous and scared easily so I guess we're kind of protective of him.

Gracie isn't really in our gang but she's a really close mate. She is basically the same as Sirius but a girl version. I'm not joking. It might be a little early and all but she and Sirius are literally made for each other.

Frank, Mary and Marlene are also in Gryffindor and our year. I haven't really talked to them much, along with others outside my house. But if I ever do, it'll be Ravenclaw's and Hufflepuff's only. No way am I going near them slimy snakes.

Lily's also in Gryffindor and she's beautiful. I want to ask her out on Halloween. So make sure you send the robes over by then! Please! Also it's Sirius's birthday on the 29th and Gracie's on the 31st so can you send over lots of chocolates, sweets and money as well? I'll split it in half and give some to each of them.

So how have you been at home? Missing me? Of course you are!

Lots of love from your darling son, James.

P.S: Send a few spare sweets over will you? I ran out.

He folded the letter up and made his way out of the portrait hole.

'Hey! It's 2am! No students aloud out!' the Fat Lady shouted at him as he closed the portrait behind him.

'Shut up.' He muttered.

He began making his way in the direction he hoped the Owlery was in.

'Lumos.' He whispered and a little ball of light appeared at the tip of his wand.

He stopped and moved his wand around, trying to find another corridor in the dark.

'Seriously! Turn that light away!' a portrait yelled, covering their eyes with their hands away from the light.

'Sorry.' He said quietly and moved the wand away.

'Hey! What you doing kid?' a portrait asked him suddenly.

He jumped and turned to the direction of the voice. A man in his mid-thirties had spoken to him.

'I'm looking for the Owlery.' He said, waving the two letters in his hand.

The man sighed. 'You're going the wrong way. Turn around and follow me.'

The man moved out of his own portrait and went into another. 'What's your name?' he asked, after a few minutes of silence.

'James Potter.' James answered. Keeping an eye on which way the man was going.

'Ah. Met your father, good man. First year?'

James nodded. 'What's your name?' he asked.

'Not telling you.' The man said happily.

'What? Why not?' James demanded.

'Because, I don't want to. I like seeing people frustrated kid. It's funny. Find out my name for yourself. Doesn't everybody love a good challenge? That's what I've heard anyway.' The man muttered.

'Fine. Be that way.' James mumbled.

'Alright, we're here,' it seemed like the man from the portrait didn't hear what James had said. 'I'm going to leave now. You can find your own way back. I ain't waiting for you.'

The man turned around and walked off.

James climbed up the stairs and walked into a room covered in hay, bird droppings and owls.

Owls were on ledges high and low, so empty, where owls were obviously gone on a delivery.

James whistled and a large brown owl flew down.

'Take this to the Prewett's please.' He gave Gracie's letter to the owl and it flew off.

He whistled for the second time and a snowy owl flew down, landing on his arm.

'To the Potter's please.' He told the owl.

The owl took the letter and flew out the window as well, off to James's parent's house.

He watched them fly further and further away from the window, two dots becoming smaller and smaller, then impossible to see.

He began walking down the stairs and hopefully making the right way back to the common room.

Hopefully everything will go okay. Nothing will go wrong. What am I thinking? Of course something will go wrong! Something has to go wrong when Sirius and Gracie are around. And when both of them are around… Merlin. Why did I ever agree to this. I'm so stupid. Alright, mental note, never agree to one of Gracie's and/or Sirius's plan ever again.

'Bat wings.' He said for the second time that night.

The Fat Lady swung open, glaring and giving him a disapproving look.

He gathered up his stuff and placed them all in his bag from where he left them on the table and went up the stairs. Loud and soft snores greeted him as he walked into the first year boy's dormitory.

He placed his bag by his bed and got changed for bed.

If everything does go wrong, at least it will be funny.

He grinned to himself. Then his smile dropped when he remembered he hadn't completed his Transfiguration essay that was due tomorrow for McGonagall.

Oh well. I'll just copy of Remus.

And he drifted off to a short, but peaceful sleep. Well, as peaceful as it could be with Sirius snoring loudly next to you.