"Hey Freckles." I grimaced.

"Don't call me Freckles, Potter." James looked at me apologetically.

"Well if I can't call you Freckles, what can I call you?" he grinned his grin that all the girls fall for. But not me, I wouldn't fall for his grin.

"Lily will do just nicely. Or Evans if we're sticking to surnames. No Freckles, no Ginge, just Lily." I was beginning to wonder why I'd hunted Potter down.

"So, Just Lily, I was curious as to why you want me. Moony told me you were asking for me. Finally given in to my good looks and irresistible charm, have we?" he grinned again. Merlin's beard, that grin is doing my head in. I sniggered at his ignorant and arrogant comment.

"Potter, I swear your head gets bigger each year." He nodded and smiled that grin. That grin did make his eyes light up rather nicely.

"Well what do you expect, I am Head Boy of course. But my Headship wouldn't be complete without someone with as big a head as me. I guess that's why Ol' Dumbly picked you, Freckles. Wait, no. Lily." He shoved my arm playfully and for some strange, strange reason, I shoved him playfully back. He grinned. Merlin, he did like to grin.

"'Ol' Dumbly' picked me because I actually try in lessons and get good grades, and I don't go involving myself in other people's business, now do I." I could be a bitch when I wanted to.

"Oh… ok. I was worried about you, is all. Well… Cya then, Lily."

He slowly turned and made his way back up to the common room. I felt bad now.

Wait, no!

Why should I feel bad for Potter? He makes me feel terrible, and I bet that was just another Marauder prank, getting him to make me think he cares about me. I could just imagine Sirius jumping out and humiliating me, while Remus and Peter slouched behind. James of course, would be mocking me and following me and making me feel worse than before. For some reason, that idea made me feel ill. The thing with James, he didn't seem like he was joking. So every time he said something like that you would fall for it. And every time the Marauders would jeer at me looking like an idiot once again.

Tomorrow was my first day of lessons, seeing as I missed yesterday. Potions first thing, with Muggle Studies and DADA last. Not too bad. Potions was my strongest lesson, and Muggle Studies was a doss (with me being Muggle born of course.) Remus always helped me through DADA and so that went rather quickly and painless.

It was just that Defense Against the Dark Arts was what I was dreading the most. This was due to one minor thing, although I didn't consider it minor. James Potter was in my class. I sat next to Remus and always have, so there would be no doubt about Potter sitting next to me. I could just imagine him laughing about what had just happened, how he had fooled me that he cared and how I had blushed when he said it. So DADA was something I wasn't looking forward to, after Evie had told me about Potter being in th-

"Lily. Dumbledore wants to see you, immediately." I snapped my head up and looked at the messenger, God how I hated Will Jones in third year. Cocky little shit.

"Why?" I asked him, I stared out the window and saw the Quidditch field in the background. Potter would be playing Quidditch right now.

"Dunno. Minnie told me to tell you. Seems serious."

McGonagall never looked or let on if she was worried about something. Maybe I had done something I shouldn't have? I slid off the window sill and left the common room.

It was surprisingly busy in the corridors for half six. Usually everyone was in the common rooms. I started to become cautious. What was happening? Why did Ol' Dumbley want to talk to me so badly? I squeezed through the crowd of Second Years.

"Have you heard about James Potter? You know, Head Boy?" they whispered.

Something in my tummy flipped, and I quickened my pace.

What had happened to James?

"Yeah, apparently he's messed up pretty bad." I heard another say. I was starting to panic. I pushed past them all quicker than I had done before, until I ended up practically running to Dumbledore's office.

"Soksola" I panted to the large phoenix model that lay as a security precaution.

My breath was starting to come back.

"Well, Miss Evans. I am quite unsure to what has met your ears on the way here, but by the looks of you red cheeks, and the fact that you are out of breath, I assume it can't have been good." he gestured for me to take a seat.

"Something about James? What's happened to him, sir?" I was starting to think all sorts, and all sorts was getting me panicked.

"As Head Girl, you will need to be informed about certain situations and events. These will also need to stay confidential, for the respect of your friend." I nodded.
"I believe you are friends with Remus Lupin." I nodded again. What had Remus got to do with anything?
"Remus was put in a rather unfortunate situation when he was younger.

You have to understand, in times such as now, that there is a distinct quality between bad and good. While good is hard to find, there is good in all hearts. Finding the bad in people is much easier, but can be mistaken for diversity. I need you to be understanding in this specific situation."

I had never thought about that, but it was true. It was always easier to spot the bad in people, but the bad that we saw wasn't always bad at all.

"As I was saying previously, Remus was put into an unfortunate and horrific situation when he was a young boy. He was contaminated by Fenrir Greyback and it has left him slightly different to the rest of us. Fenrir Greyback works for Voldemort, and is one of the most evil people in our world. Greyback works to contaminate young children to build up an army of people like him, bred to kill and murder.

Remus Lupin came across him as a young boy, and as you can imagine, was bitten. Ever since, Remus has had to get out of our school and away from any students every full moon before he causes any damage to anyone. I'm sure you have an understanding of his friendship with James, Peter and Sirius. They are all aware of his problem, and have helped him through it since first year. A very dangerous job, which I did not realize was happening until tonight.

There has been an accident, however, on this occasion, and James has been left extremely injured. If Sirius had not distracted Remus, James would've been killed tonight. It is my job to inform you about this, Lily, and I just hope that you are able to cope with all headship responsibilities until James recovers fully."

He adjusted his glasses on his face and looked at me in the eye. This was so much to take in. What Remus had gone through was shocking. And James, poor James. He had been helping Remus get through it with him, and Remus had nearly killed his best friend.

I shuddered with that thought.

"That would be fine, I would cope perfectly with that. Thankyou for letting me know, sir." I forced a smile at him, and made my way out of the room. What had everyone else heard? What if they thought Remus was a killer? I had to go to the hospital wing and see how he was. Not that I liked him at all. Nope.

Madam Pomfrey didn't let me into the wing. I'm not surprised really, it's not like I'm friends with him. But I couldn't help but worry. I wondered what was wrong with him. I wondered how long he would be in there. I couldn't sleep that night. It's no wonder, really. There was so much to take in. I hoped James was alright. I couldn't help but realize, I really missed him.

Merlin's beard, what was happening to me?