As It Was and You Were

Chapter Twelve

Plain Wrong

"Lily? What's wrong? What's familiar about this?"

"Oh. Um this scene. It's been done before. I swear it's happened. Not in a deja vu sense but it's been done,"

"Well sure. We've kissed before but-" Lily got out of his arms and went to the window.

"No. It's not the kissing. It's the way it happened," Lily gazed out across the grounds. She saw a werewolf was standing in the field. She watched it change into its human form. "Werewolves don't do that do they James?"

He joined her at the window. "I can't say I've seen it happen. It can't be Remus," James was suddenly horrified, he clapped his hand over his mouth and swore inwardly.

"James? Relax," Lily smiled smugly at him, "I've known for the past two years,"

"How?"

"Fifth year, werewolf paper. During a full moon period might I add?"

"Yeah. But why so smug?" James frowned at her.

She dropped his smug expression. "I have no idea," She returned to the window. "Werewolves can't change of their own free will. That only happened in… Oh," Lily arranged her face into a puzzled expression.

"Oh? Oh what?"

"I know where that scene is from now. It's from Twilight," she sighed resignedly.

"Twi-what?" James actually reached up to stroke his chin. Lily swatted his hand away. She then reached up to stroke her own chin in thought. "Hey! How come I'm not allowed to stroke my chin in thought?"

"Because I'm faster, smarter, better and more good looking," She smiled winningly at him.

"OK, you got me there. However, you almost crossed the line with the good looking thing," James pointed his finger threateningly at her, "Anyway. As I was asking. Twi-what?"

"Twilight. You know, we have it here. But the book. It's a story about this girl who falls in love with a vampire. The thing that's familiar is the kiss that we just played out. I remember reading those words. Right down to the fingers on the spine," Lily knitted her eyebrows together in thought.

"Wait. You memorized the words to a romance novel?" James looked like he was on the brink of laughter. A smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth and a sort of rumble had started in his chest.

"I did not memorize. I just… remember those words. I have this sort of memory," Lily's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Uh-huh," James snorted disbelievingly. He jerked out of his state and stared at Lily like she was disgusting.

He stiffened into a position. His hand resting on his left leg, was clenched into a fist, tendons standing out beneath his skin. He had the long sleeves of the shirt pushed up around his elbows and his forearm was surprisingly hard and muscular beneath his light skin. He then quickly turned, never relaxing his uptight state and walked quickly yet gracefully away from her. He jerked out of his state, his back turned to Lily. He stopped and shook his head.

"What the puck was that about?"

"I believe that our two worlds are melding together," Lily jerked. She walked forward towards James and stretched up on her toes and kissed James' lips with as much force as she was capable of. Then she turned and kicked open a door. "Go away, Edward!" She yelled at James, running inside and slamming the door shut in his still shocked face. She opened it again.

"I'm guessing there's someone here who shouldn't be. It's acting up and so we're randomly re-enacting scenes from the books,"

"Wait, books? You mean there's more than one?" James raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. The last thing that happened in Eclipse was Jacob running away. The idiot. So I have a pretty sure idea who that was on the lawn,"

The both jerked. Lily and James were at the wall. James smiling condescendingly, his arms either side of her head. "Would I let a tree hurt you?" His lips barely brushed against Lily's trembling lower lip.

"No," she breathed.

"You see," He said, "There's nothing to be afraid of is there?"

"No," she sighed. Then he took her face in his hands and kissed her in earnest, his unyielding lips moving against hers. Her arms reached up and twined around his neck. She sighed and her lips parted. He staggered back, breaking her grip.

"Damn it Bella!" He broke off gasping. "You'll be the death of me, I swear you will!" They both jerked.

"Well, we should get down there,"

"What? Near a bunch of werewolves?"

"It's perfectly safe. The myth here now is that they can control themselves and change by their own free will,"

"Well that's stupid. Alright let's go,"

It might have been stupid but he wasn't about to admit that he didn't enjoy it a bit.

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"Wow," Peter pinched his arm to make sure that it was real. "Ow," Remus was not a werewolf on full moon.

"Yeah. Pretty surreal isn't it?" Jacob scratched his head and looked behind himself.

"Yeah. All this talk about it being surreal isn't making me magically get dressed,"

"Sorry Remus old boy," Sirius got out his wand flicked it in an upward motion. A pair of pants lay folded on the ground in front of them.

"That's it?" Remus asked pointing to the article of clothing on the ground.

"It's the best I can do on short notice," Sirius shrugged, "You either wear that or… as you are," Sirius gestured grandly to Remus' current state of undress.

"OK. Enough with the grand gestures," Remus grumpily put the pants on. They came halfway down his thigh and were tight. He looked at them in horror. "Sirius, if I didn't think know this before I do now. You are gay,"

"Well yes. I am known for my cheery disposition," He smiled.

"No. Not that gay. The homosexual gay,"

"What? They're very flattering for your body shape,"

"Change it now,"

"No,"

"Change it,"

"No,"

"Change it,"

"No,"

"You will change it or I will bite you,"

"If I must," Sirius flicked his wand again and the pants transformed into baggier, less revealing jeans.

"Thankyou,"

"They were my favourite pair," Sirius grumbled.

"Shirt?"

"Again, if I must," A shirt appeared.

"Again thankyou. Now I don't look like I walked out of gay bar,"

"Those places are highly amusing," Remus and the rest of the people standing looked at Sirius in horror and disgust with a little bit of revulsion. "I am guessing I have said too much,"

"Yes," Jacob nodded. Looked away and regained his stature of leadership and turned back to the three boys. "Well I am here for one reason. However, it is a bit hazy. I was told I had to come here to help someone. Well something involving help,"

A group of people came to stand behind Jacob. They all looked at the three boys who stood opposite them.

"You've told them?" he looked the youngest there.

"I've got nothing to tell. Anyway, that's Seth, his sister Leah, Paul, Embry, Quil and Sam," They all waved as their names were said. "Obviously you know my name is Jacob"

"I didn't know," Peter spoke up.

"Peter, you don't know anything,"

"Oh yes. That's right," Peter went back to drawing shapes in the dewy grass. He laughed, "Look! A train! Choo-choo," He looked up. They all looked at him confusedly. He hung his head in shame. Stupid little imbecilic fool.

"It was help right?" said Leah.

"Yeah, I don't really know in what form the help is,"

"OK. This is pretty pointless," Paul grumbled. At this point they heard the echo of the doors opening at the castle. Two people ran out, shutting the doors behind them.

The two figures moved swiftly toward the group. They both seemed to be a boy and a girl. Or a man and a woman. Or a male and female. Or a Neanderthal and smart person. Take your pick. Getting closer they could see it was James and Lily.

"Well hello," James acknowledged them. They both came to a stop in front of the group.

"Hello Jacob," Lily smiled at him. "Still trying to run away?"

Hello all. Well I must say it has been awhile. I am trying to be a bit quicker with my updating. Now that exams have finished it might be easier. So this chapter. Tell me you thoughts? Loved it? Hated it? Thought it was OK? Perhaps it could be unworthy of being written?