Lily was sat on James' lap breathing in his heavy scent. She was dressed but her hair still fell loose and James was stroking it. Suddenly Lily spoke.

"Your glasses are broken."

"Oh yeah, I mean to ask you about that…what was that spell again?"

Lily smiled "Occulus Repairo" she muttered and the crack in the lens cleared up instantly. They sat together in silence for a few more moments when James asked the question he'd wanted to ask all night.

"What changed our mind Evans?" he muttered into her ear.

"About what Potter?" she smiled knowingly.

"Well one minute you hate me and the next we're well…doing that. Something must have changed, not that I'm complaining" Lily giggled slightly at this.

"Well Mr Potter, I read a decent piece of literature this morning. However I'm not aware who the poet was as he didn't sign his name. The poem referred to an onion…know what I'm talking about?"

The final puzzle piece clicked, his poem! He'd thrown it down the stairs after the fight. It's a good job he did because he (and Sirius) had thought it belonged in the bin!

"Well, I'm not sure but if I ever meet this person I will let him know how clever, courageous, good looking, char-"

Lily stopped his waffling with a kiss.

Peter was heading in from the grounds. The sun had begun to fade and it was strangely chilly outside. He had a whole plan structured in his head. Never again would those fools look down on him and call him "Wormy". And never again would James Potter look at him as a loser. As for Lily Evans, she would neve-

"Oi! Pettigrew!" Lupin's voice blasted through the corridors and into Peter's head. "You'd be better off outside mate, Sirius has an arrangement tonight so I advise you don't get in the way; especially after this morning. Are you ok by the way? No hard feelings from my side Pete, but James might be harder to convince. He'll come round eventually." Peter turned on the innocent act.

"Oh yes…well…I…err..I'm sorry about….what I said Remus. James just seemed so…so….angry with you! I didn't want to err…anger him any more. Bye then." He plastered a fake smile across his face as he saw Remus contemplating what had just been said, and then he scurried off. He decided it was time to take a visit to the Slytherin common room.

Lupin was confused. Why would James be angry with him? He had been fine earlier hadn't he, but then again he had been talking about Lily. That always hypnotised him into obsessing about her, but to be brutally honest, she was too good for him. She was gorgeous, clever, gentle and kind! And he was a lying prat. Everyone knew he'd been with Lauren when Sirius was about to ask her out. He didn't mind though, they thought it was funny! Showed what kind of people they were! Lily would be much better off with him. No, these were his friends and they had their problems but they'd embraced his big problem so that was a selfish thought. Lily and James were blatantly made for one another so why stand in the way of destiny? Because Remus loved her that's why.

James had talked Lily into sleeping in the Room of Requirement. They needed space to talk and it was the perfect place. They went to grab a few essentials and, after a rather startling sight for James including Lauren and Sirius, met up again on the seventh floor. This time they both allowed their love and care for each other swell up, but they also thought about comfort too! When the doors appeared again, they hid an enormous bedroom which included a king sized bed already made. There was a corner of couches and a TV, and then there was an en-suite. It was like a hotel. Lily had brought some books with her so she flopped on the couch and began to read. She was soon disrupted though because James appeared beside her and slipped his arm around her waist tickling her. Soon he looming over her whilst she was hysterical. "Ok, ok! You win James! The book is gone!" She sat up and wrapped herself around him. They intended to have a long conversation to sort things out. However, their mouths took a route to the bed.

Peter knew that the Slytherin common room was beneath the black lake, however getting there was a different story. Luckily, he overheard two first year Slytherins discussing the way in and followed them He snuck in after them and spotted who he wanted right away.

"Hi Marcus." Marcus looked up from his paper.

"What do you want Pettigrew? Is this about that Li-"

"Shut it!" Peter hissed, "Do you want the whole bloody school to know? Just get it done and make sure you involve Serverus. Say it's another cleansing ceremony just don't mention who it is. When he sees her you make him do it, got it? This can't go wrong Marcus, you'll get what I promised you if this goes well. You can use the usual crowd to help you, but Snape holds the knife, ok?"

"Saturday right? I look forward to it Peter. Will you be going?"

"I'm not stupid. No one can know it's me, yet. Make sure you drill it in to her that if she tells anyone about it you'll get her. She won't spill if you threaten to bring Potter into it as well."

"Done. I'll let you know how it goes. A week today, another mudblood will be put in their place." Peter snorted and wandered towards the door. As he turned, his face had broken it's mask and was a look of evil.

"My thoughts exactly." He said. Then he left without another word.