Disclaimer: If I was J. K. Rowling, I would not have written a book for adults, I would have continued Harry Potter.

A/N: So clearly Sundays are no good either. I'm just going to update whenever I can, k? In other news, does anyone have Taylor Swift's new album? I love it! What do you guys think of it? Is anyone else as excited as I am for Halloween? My friend and I are being pacman ghosts and my other friend is pacman. What are you guys being? Anyway, enjoy! Don't forget to R&R!

Chapter 14: Apologies

Thursday September 28th 1972 (For the purpose of this chapter, BOLD writing is Lily's thoughts)

Suddenly the room morphed into the Charms classroom. At the front of the room were Mary and Lily, and at the back of the class sat Marlene and Dorcas. Wow, these girls can really hold a grudge, I thought to myself. Lily didn't seem to be focussed on Professor Flitwick, instead, she was sat at her desk staring at the doodled on paper.

It's so obvious that Dorcas fancies Black, why doesn't she just admit it? She can be so thick-headed sometimes! And I definitely don't like Potter! And just because Potter didn't prank me, she thinks he's in love with me? That's insane! Maybe he was just stupid, so he forgot! That's obviously what happened; the arrogant toe-rag was too busy bullying Sev and having his fan club fawn over him to have remembered to prank me. And the girls' philosophy that because he fancies me – which is evidently not true, because if it was, he would have said something by now – I must fancy him too is messed up! Speaking of his fan club, I don't get why they're so obsessed with him anyway. What do he and Black have that any other boy doesn't? Like Amos Diggory in Fourth Year, he's very nice to look at. So what do Black and Potter have that Amos doesn't? Whatever, tomorrow, Dorcas will apologise to me, and everything will be back to the way it was before all this happened.

Suddenly the room morphed into the Charms classroom. At the front of the room were Mary and Lily, and at the back of the class sat Marlene and Dorcas. Wow, these girls can really hold a grudge, I thought to myself. When Flitwick finished up his lecture, he told the class to read pages 156 to 165 for the next class.

The room twisted and turned until I found myself in the same room again. Through the windows, I could see the sun either rising or setting on the horizon. I heard mumbling in the corner of the room. Turning, I saw Marlene and Mary talking to each other.

"They haven't talked to each other since they fought. It's not like them." Marlene was saying.

"Well, what do you expect them to do? Neither is really the type to apologize," Mary whispered.

"Hey guys," Lily said loudly. "You know we can here you, right?"

"Yeah, we aren't deaf or anything," Dorcas added. "Now, do you girls have anything to say to us, since you are the type to apologize?"

"Forget it, I'm not apologizing," Marlene said. Before Mary could say anything, Lily jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. A few seconds later, the toilet flushed and Lily came out.

"So, guys, are you ready for a new day?" Lily asked brightly.

"Yeah, I guess." Dorcas groaned.

"I shower first!" Marlene yelled.

"There are four showers, Marls," Mary said.

"Oh, right,"

The memory swirled and I found myself in the Gryffindor Common Room. Judging by the date on the essay one of the Seventh Years, Gideon Prewett, I think, my great-uncle, it was the same date as the last memory, just later in the day. Lily, Marlene, Mary, and Dorcas were lying in a circle on the crimson carpeted floor. The girls had their parchment and books spread out in front of them and were furiously flipping through the pages while quietly whispering to one another. Suddenly Gideon's twin, Fabian, stood up and walked to the Common Room bulletin board and posted something.

James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus came bounding through the portrait door, saw the form and ran over to Fabian.

"Is that it?" James asked.

"Yes, Potter, it is." The boys ran over to the board and Sirius and James quickly wrote their names down on it. The girls gave each other a look that clearly read, What was that all about?

Marlene got up, walked over to where the boys were standing and asked them what the parchment they signed was. The second Remus finished telling her what James and Sirius had signed up for, Marlene turned around and rushed back over.

"It's the Quidditch try-out, sign-up sheet thing," she said happily, then grabbed Dorcas' hand. "We're going to go sign-up, since I'm guessing you two don't want to."

"No thanks, but we'll come to support, right Mary?" Lily said.

"I don't know, are we allowed?" Mary asked.

"I don't know, I'll go ask James and Sirius," Marlene said. "I'm sure you can though."

Mary nodded her head while Lily just looked back at her work. Marlene and Dorcas made their way to the bulletin board and Dorcas wrote their names down, while Marlene asked James if spectators are allowed to watch the try-outs.

"Why? Evans and McDonald want to come watch us cream all the competition with our amazing Quidditch abilities?" Sirius asked.

"Well, they are coming to see some people cream the competition with their amazing Quidditch abilities, but it won't be you too, I can tell you that much," Dorcas said with a slight smirk before James responded. I didn't get to hear what he said, as the memory swirled and I saw that I was in the Great Hall. Sitting at the Gryffindor closest to the teachers was Lily, Marlene, Dorcas and Mary.

"Yeah, and when I asked James if you guys were allowed to come, Sirius jumped in and asked if you guys were going to see them cream the competition with their, and I quote 'amazing Quidditch abilities'." Marlene was saying.

"Wait, so did you even get an answer out of them?" Lily asked.

"Sorry, it kind of slipped my mind," Marlene said.

"So, it's a good thing that I knew that you would end up forgetting, which is why I asked Fabian if we were allowed," Dorcas said.

"Thank Merlin for Dorcas!" Mary teased.

"Hey, I thought of asking," Marlene argued. "I just didn't follow through with it,"

"Whatever," the girls laughed. A couple of tables down, the Marauders were sat together discussing what I assumed was their next prank.

I heard words like "Quidditch", "McKinnon", "Meadowes", "Evans", "McDonald", and "plan". And there was of course some laughter.

This can't be good, I thought to myself. Are they actually going to do something to the girls during the Quidditch try-outs? Do they realise that they could die?