A/N: Yay! Now we get to see what's wrong with James! Or at least, a part of it :D

A/N: OK, so, guys (and girls) there's a poll on my profile. It's about HP pairings. Vote on that please! Also, if you go to the end of mah profile, there's some summaries and stuff. PM me if you like one particular one (or put it as a review). You don't have to go through the whole list of story names, by the way (unless you feel like it). Thankies!

A/N: Oh, and just to make it funnier/easier, Peter is good looking for this story. Kay? I knew you would agree *snorts disbelievingly*.

After telling Blank the password, Lily climbed in and saw James' door ajar.

Curious, she stood at the entrance and saw James crouched at the foot of his bed, tears leaking down his face. In his hands were his broken glasses. Lily raised an eyebrow. James was crying over a pair of glasses?

He put them down and picked up a new pair, a more stylish dragon hide patterned pair. He stuffed them on, and brought out a dish of... ashes?

Now Lily was more than confused.

Using his wand, James muttered a spell that emitted blue flames. Lily watched, entranced, as the flames spun around the edge of the ceramic dish. Then, suddenly the flames disappeared, and in its place, white smoke curled upwards and danced.

The musical laughter of children arose from the smoke, the foreign yet familiar music drifted around him as the smoke encircled him. It changed forms until two glowing pixies emerged, dancing and enjoying their small selves.

Their bare feet brushed the Head Boy's dark wooden dresser as they twirled gracefully, arms outstretched in a ballerina's arc in front, and their tiny, yet elegant, wings beat in time to the music.

All of a sudden, there was a timid knock that sounded at the door, and the white glowing pixies looked around, startled, and disappeared in a wisp of smoke. James stared at the place where the pixies disappeared. Lily blinked. She hadn't knocked.

Strange... she thought before slinking back into the shadows, unnoticed by James.

I LOVE JAMES POTTER!

Lily looked around, disgusted. It was the Marauders Day, an unofficial day in Hogwarts. Sign waving girls squealed at the sight of the Marauders as they made their way down the hallway. Lily pressed herself against the wall to allow the fan club and the Marauders through.

Sirius was grinning and flirting like there was no tomorrow, Remus was slowly getting more confident around the girls fawning around him, Peter had red hand marks on his face from flirting with girls other than his girlfriend, and James looked (again) like a zombie, and consequently pushed some girls away as they tried frantically to grab his shirt.

I LOVE SIRIUS BLACK!

Lily tried to look at signs that were NOT proclaiming their love for one particular Marauder.

I LOVE REMUS LUPIN!

Why aren't the teachers stopping this? Wondered Lily as she held her books to her chest, trying not to get jostled or trampled on so much so that she looked like she fought through a thicket of Snargaluff stumps.

I LOVE PETER PETTIGREW!

Lily laughed as she laid her eyes on that particular poster. It was somewhat cruel, but what was even crueller was the fact that he had no brains. It was a wonder how he passed the end of year exams.

Exactly seven years ago, the first Marauder prank had been pulled. So, to celebrate, the females declared this day, October 25th, the Marauders Day.

Lily smiled to herself as she spotted Gilderoy. Although they hadn't spoken since the celebration of their last year at Hogwarts, Gilderoy would occasionally look up, smile, and wave at her.

It was almost as though it was a forbidden love (I'm using that as a summary/title for another LJ fic, a Dramione fic or a Rose/Scorpio ficcy! Yayz!), the Gryffindor and the Slytherin. Her insides tingled at the thought, but then again it might not ever happen.

She laughed cruelly, a biting edge hidden in her eyes. James turned and stared blankly at her, before turning again, only to push away an avid fan girl who was batting her eyelids a mile a minute.

"Lily!"

Lily turned to find Bridget standing there, her hair messed up and her face red.

"Yes?"

"It's KayCee! She's in the Hospital Wing!"