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The room was a little smaller than the common room, as it was only meant for two people, and it was completely covered in red and gold. I guess this was because we were both in Gryffindor. There were bookcases on the far side, all filled with magical and muggle books alike and so many of them it looked like a miniature library, and three sofas surrounded the fireplace on each side. Countless rugs covered the floor and some French doors led out onto a small balcony, where a few magical plants were hanging. Two spiral staircases twisted upwards, one on either side of the room. I guessed these lead up to the bedrooms. A door on the far side of the room led into the bathroom. Well, here was another positive thing about being head girl, it was just a shame Potter was here to ruin it.

I was late coming out of Charms. Professor Slughorn had made me stay behind so he could talk to me. Apparently I had made it into this 'Slug Club' thing. It was for people who had outstanding skill or powerful connections. Anyway, I was running down a corridor when I heard it. Voices coming from inside an empty classroom. I instantly recognised one of them.

"Has he come to a decision yet?"

"No. But it won't be long now. He seems impressed by your skill in the Dark Arts."

"Well how long will it take? Lily…she…she knows-"

"What?"

"She knows I'm going to join. I-"

"Then she knows too much. Never mind, that, though. We'll take care of the little Mudblood."

I stood by the door, frozen, petrified. It was Snape. What were they talking about? I had a pretty good idea. I need to tell someone…Dumbledore. Yes, I'd just tell him and he'd sort the rest out. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe it. Of course, I knew he'd end up joining, but, now I actually heard him…he wasn't the boy I'd been best friends with this time a couple of years ago. He was already beyond saving. He was one of them already, whether 'he', who I suspected to be Voldemort, had made an official decision or not. He was never going to be the boy I knew again. I felt hundreds of emotions at that moment. Guilty I had let it come to this. Scared of what was going to come. Betrayed by the boy I thought had been my friend. I was about to move when the door opened and three Slytherins, one of whom was Severus, stepping out.

"What the-? You." The Slytherin snarled, pulling out his wand. "How much did you hear, Mudblood?"

I felt sick. His wand was pointed at me and I knew he'd use it without me giving him any reason to anyway. By the time I'd pulled my wand out, he'd have sent a rather nasty curse in my direction. I could always make a run for it…

"Answer the question." The other snapped. I looked over their shoulders to see Severus. He hadn't spoken yet and he didn't make eye contact with me. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place. But I knew there was coldness in them. That was certain. And I knew it overpowered anything could I could see.

"Nothing! I-" I started, but I was interrupted by a flash of light shooting from the first Slytherin's wand, hitting my in the stomach. The pain rocketed through me. I just had enough time to see a tall, black haired boy come running down the corridor towards me before everything went black and my head hit the floor.

"Lily? Can you hear me?" A voice pierced through the blackness. I groaned trying to move my head. I couldn't. Pain flew done my neck and back. Slowly light filtered into my vision, and I could see, although it was a tad blurry, that I was lying down in a bed in the hospital wing, 5 figures sitting around me anxiously, looking at me, and a figure leaning over me.

"Here. Drink this." The standing figure said, handing me something in a cup and helping me sit up. I drank the awful tasting liquid quickly and found that I could now see the figures clearly. Marlene, Emmeline, Alice, Remus and Potter were sitting around me, all looking worried.

"Wha?…What happened?" I asked, my voice returning.

"Some Slytherin pricks sent a curse at you. Don't worry, though, James sorted 'em out." Remus grinned, looking at me and his fellow marauder, who was also grinning. I looked at James, my eyebrows raised. Had he…helped me? I must be dreaming. Maybe I was in a coma?

"Lils, I can't believe they did that to you." Marlene said angrily, obviously annoyed, "But Dumbledore's spoken to them. Or yelled at them, should I say. You could hear him from the Great Hall. He didn't sound happy. The guy who actually fired the spell is already gone. He's been expelled. And Snape," her nose wrinkled in disgust when she said his name, "and the other one have been suspended for a month a least. Apparently the spell was really horrible. You could be a lot worse off right now."

"Where's Sirius?" I asked, suddenly noticing he wasn't there. James and Remus shared a look, something that didn't go unnoticed on my part.

"Oh. He, erm…he's in detention." Remus replied, a little too hastily. He was lying. I could tell and apparently James realised that I was doubtful because he quickly changed the subject.

"You should have seen me Evans, the Slytherins didn't stand a chance." He grinned, flexing his incredible and amazing muscles. Wait? Did I just think that? I had to stop that. Merlin, I was turning into the stupid girls who worshiped him every minute of every day!

I vaguely paid attention to the conversation going on around me, but I was occupied with my own, troubled thoughts. Where was Sirius? Why was Remus lying to cover him? Something was going on, and I was in the dark about it. But I resolved then and there that I wouldn't be for long…

A/N – So, any ideas where Sirius is? As soon as I get 5 reviews, I'll update. Not to much to ask, right? Next chapter will be very dramatic, promise. Review!