A.N Wow another update. This would have to be my longest chapter ever. It reached 17 pages on my word document. I am quite proud of that. No chapter I have ever written has been this long. And it isn't that long ago that i posted my last chapter. Don't you just love holidays?

Well please enjoy this awfully long chapter. And please note that scenes in this chapter come straight from the book 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone"

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More of Moony

Lily let out a groan the next morning when she was woken up by the noise of her room mates. It wasn't exactly early when she went to bed. In actual fact it had been just a few hours ago that she had laid down in her bed. She didn't like it when she didn't get a full rest. It made her somewhat grumpy and just a tad bit more stubborn. But it wasn't a drastic change that no one could cope with.

As the other first year Gryffindor girls continued getting ready for the days classes; Hermione doing all these tasks with her nose in a book, Lily dragged herself out of the bed only to sit down on the desk beside her and rest her head against the flat wooden surface of the furniture. Why couldn't be the weekend? She could sleep for a few more hours if it was so.

Groaning once more, she raised her head only to lay her eyes on the book she had brought back from last night's adventures. Remus' book that contained the photo, of what was most likely Harry's parents, her mum, Remus himself and another boy by the name of Sirius. Snapping into a more awake state then before, the 11 year old reached her hand slowly to the left and grabbed a piece of parchment and the ink well that was used as a paper weight. Snatching up the quill that rested on the desk; not caring at the moment who it belonged to, and began to write her letter to Remus.

Lily lowered the quill into the well and turned around.

"Excuse me Hermione?" she asked in a sort of sweet voice, causing the busy haired girl to raise her eyebrows. "Is there a way to make a copy of a moving photo?"

Hermione looked at her as if she was another planet. "Yes there is a spell that allows you to do that. Why?"

"Well I was sort of wondering if it would be possible for you to copy this picture for me"

Lily flipped open the book to the photo and held it up for Hermione to see. "Please?" she asked.

With a loud huff, Hermione walked over to the desk Lily sat at, pulled out her wand and with a quick word from her mouth, Lily now held to copies of the photo she found last night.

"Thank you" she said as she watched the girl retreat to her bed.

Lily placed the newer looking photo on her desk and placed the other photo; the original in an envelope she found in the desk draw. Just as she was about to place the letter she wrote into the envelope as well, she felt that perhaps she needed to write just a final tiny note to her escort.

Letting out a satisfied sigh, the new Gryffindor sealed the envelope, addressed it to Mooney and now just needed to send it. With what?

She didn't really feel like asking Amanda if she could borrow her owl again so soon, or after last night, so this might be a bit difficult.

Opening the window that was beside her bed. Lily put her whole head outside and looked around. The Owlery was apparently the stone tower separated from the castle, but Lily didn't think she would be able to get there in time to send it and still make breakfast before class. Maybe she didn't need to as it appeared maybe her luck was changing. There just a little way away from the window and sitting on a small ledge, sat a beautiful owl.

It could be one of the school owls.

Whistling, Lily smiled slightly when she saw she had gotten the owls attention.

"Come here girl" she cooed at the amber eyed creature "Come here"

The owl hopped all its way up to the window sill, and even allowed Lily to stroke her silk soft feathers.

Lily smiled "You're very beautiful"

Lily had remembered that Remus said that many owls love receiving compliments and this seemed true for this owl also, if the affectionate nips to her fingers were any indication.

"Could you perhaps send a letter for me?"

Lily told herself then and there she needed an owl. They would have to be one of the smartest creatures she had ever met. The owl was now standing there on one claw, holding the other out in front waiting for the letter to be tied on. She was actually going to allow the Gryffindor to send a letter with her even though she didn't belong to Lily. Tying the letter tight enough so that it will stay on for the flight, but not too tight so it wouldn't hurt the beauty's foot, the 11 year old watched the owl turn around and begin to ready itself for launch into the air, when Lily realised the owl didn't know who it was sending the letter too.

"Wait"

The owl not moving its body at all swivelled it head in an almost 180 degree turn so that it could look at Lily with its eye's but still have its body facing into the slight wind.

"I need you to send it to Remus Lupin" Lily informed as she turned and grabbed the photo Hermione had duplicated only a short while ago. She held the photo up for the bird to see and pointed to the young version of Remus. "He looks like this only a bit older"

Hooting softly as if she understood, the owl turned her head front ways and launched herself into the air and began to fly off in direction Lily hoped was towards Remus' house.

Once the bird became a small speck in the distance; which didn't take long, Lily smiled to herself as she closed the window.

Today she hoped would be different then yesterday. At least she wouldn't have to wait all week to go and get tutoring from that third year Cedric. With today being Friday, it was just one more evening. But with it being Friday came their final class being potions, with that evil Professor Snape every Gryffindor hates.

Dragging her feet to the shower room, Lily began to prepare for today's classes. Only one day in and she was starting to feel the drag of getting up early. She so needs to sleep better during the summer.

After ridding her hair of those annoying rat nest knots and washing her face, Lily walked into her shared dormitory only to find it vacant of all its tenants. Knotting her eyebrows together, she scanned the room in a suspicious way. This didn't seem normal, five 11 year old girls, up bright and early all ready for school. Well maybe she was the one that wasn't normal. Shaking her head at all the weird behaviours of her fellow roommates, Lily began to get dressed into the uniform that was now laid out on her already made bed. Already made bed? The girls she was sharing a room with at the moment didn't seem like people who would make her bed, considering their thoughts about her.

So who made her bed? It had been made yesterday as well.

Looking around the room once more Lily had that feeling she wasn't the only one here.

"Hello?" she called out, "is somebody there?"

With no reply given, the ashed brunette began to continue getting dressed. All that was needed now was for her to put her shoes on. How she missed being able to wear her own clothing to school. She wasn't one to love wearing skirts and dresses. Those were left for when Catherine wanted her to look her best when she went out.

A slight rustling sound made Lily stop reaching for her shoes from under her bed.

"Hello?" she called again.

There was another rustle from the bed beside her and she could have sworn the drawn back curtains had moved. Placing her shoe carefully on her bed she crept toward the bed beside her praying to the heavens that there were no squeaky floor boards. Placing a grip on the blood red curtains, she drew a breath a pulled the curtain away with a huge amount of un-needed force.

A small yelp of surprise made her look down. There before her was one of the strangest things she had ever seen. With its tennis ball sized eyes open in horror, its bat like ears folded against its head, it could pass as a scared deformed puppy in trouble, but that's not what it was. Anyways puppies didn't wear light green doilies around them as skirts.

"Oh Hello," said Lily "Why are you hiding?"

The creature's lip trembled as it looked up. "Pepper cannot be seen miss"

"Is Pepper your name?" Lily asked

The creature nodded.

"Well Pepper my name is Lily, I am pleased to meet you" Holding out her hand in front of her for a shake in greeting. Yet Pepper just stared at the hand instead.

Getting a bit awkward, Lily lowered her hand to beside her body.

"Not to be rude but what are you?"

"Pepper is a house elf miss"

"Please my name is Lily"

"Sorry Miss Lily"

Lily let out a snort of defeat. Obviously this house elf didn't get she just wanted to be called Lily.

"Well what do House elves do?"

"We House elves are here to keep the place clean miss. We must do so unnoticed and unseen for the family we work for miss."

"Oh so your sort of like a maid. You work for Hogwarts. So how do you get paid?"

Pepper scowled. "We house elves do not work for payment. Getting paid is unnatural to our nature. Pepper is here to clean and make dinner, and she is happy when she sees the students happy."

"Well that is a nice way to get paid" Lily replied

"Pepper does not get paid"

Lily jumped slightly at the harsh tone of Pepper's reply. "I know you don't get paid, I .... Well... I."

This was getting weirder with every passing second.

"So what were you doing in this dormitory?" Lily asked.

"It is Pepper's job to clean this room," came the house elf's reply. "I thought room is all empty until you came in. I didn't have time to leave so Pepper hid. But you found me. Pepper is no good at job"

"Oh I'm sorry, I just noticed the curtains move and got curious as to what was hiding. I am sure your god at your job"

"Curiosity killed the cat Pepper always says"

"You're probably right Pepper" decided Lily. "This curiosity might get me in trouble one day. But like I said, your are very good at your job. I have never seen my bed made so neatly before"

"Thank you miss" smiled Pepper, "Pepper is only knew to job"

"Well it is really well done. And sorry about finding you. I will do better next time to not notice you are in the room."

"Thank you Miss, but Pepper likes you, maybe once in a while you can find me"

Lily smiled. "I will hold you up to that Pepper. But now I must go, I need to eat breakfast before classes start."

"Ok, Bye Miss"

Lily laughed slightly as she slid her shoes on, grabbed her bag and headed for the door.

"Good bye Pepper, and its Lily"

As Lily descended down the stairs she heard Pepper yell. "Bye Miss Lily"

Making Lily only smile more and lighten her mood as she made her way down to the Great Hall for Breakfast.

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Harry glanced up and down the Gryffindor tables in search for his friend. But there was no sign of her. What could be taking her so long?

The opening of the large doors into the hall caught the attention of so many students, that for one moment Harry forgot about Lily and became interested in who was about to enter the Hall.

Walking straight into the Hall and right in his direction was Lily. All dressed for class, a smile on her face and a spring in her step. She didn't seem to notice or care that so many people have stopped to look at her.
Scooting a bit to the side, Harry made some room for his brunette friend to sit down on. Making sure she had a plate already for her.

As she sat down she turned to Harry and beamed her white teeth at him. "Good Morning"

Looking at her with a bleary eye sight Harry slurred "Is it really?"

"Well for me it is" she countered

"wfry?" mumbled Ron with his mouth loaded with food.

Lily looked somewhat confused "What did he say?"

"Well roughly translated we guess that means 'why'" spoke the dark skinned boy from her year.

"Ummm thanks"

"Dean"

Lily smiled slightly.

Harry caught her attention. "Well?"

"Well what?"

Sighing in a slight annoyance Harry looked at his friend with an 'I worry about you look', before he continued.

"Why are you happy this morning? I mean really Happy?"

Lily shrugged. "I don't know. I had a good night last night and this morning I met a House elf named Pepper"

"You actually saw a house elf?" asked Hermione from just a few places down. "An actual house elf?"

Lily nodded. "Her name was Pepper"

"I've read about those they are like maids but they don't get paid so you could say they are slaves" Hermione informed.

"Have you read about everything?" Ronald said, "Yesterday it was the Remembrall of Neville's and now it's House Elves. Is there something you haven't read?"

This seemed to shut Hermione up as she did not utter another word and turned back to eating her breakfast while her eyes speedily read another book of hers.

Everyone else seemed to turn back to their food, the interesting morning of Lily's did not seem as interesting as it did originally and the group of first years fell into silence was they all began to eat; well in Ron's case inhale.

Harry turned to Lily. "I thought maybe you had slept in. Thought it might have been my chance to get back at you for waking me up with that bucket of water."

Lily giggled at the memory. "No such luck"

"I will get you one day"

"In your dreams" Lily smirked. She then turned to her plate and began to eat breakfast.

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When the final moments of breakfast came to a close and the students deemed it time to head off to class. The food on the tables disappeared and the first year Gryffindors began to stand; except for Hermione who had left quite a few minutes ago for her first class.

Lily stepped away from the bench and swung her bag over her shoulders.

"Come on Harold it's time for class"

The glare she received from her friend made her giggle.

"My name ISN'T Harold. It's Harry. HARRY"

Lily swished her hand in dismissal. "Whatever you say Harold"

She burst into a laugh as her friend began to glare even more.

"I am so going to get you one of these days"

Lily laughed even more as they began to head towards the doors of the Great Hall.

"My Dear Harold, you have been saying that since we were nine"

Harry mumbled under his breath about his name being Harry not Harold before he said in a volume that his friend could hear properly.

"And I mean it. I will get you one day."

"Yeah Yeah Yeah I'm scared" Lily replied in a monotone. "Come one we are going to be late for Herbology"

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Remus John Lupin had just washed his mug from his morning coffee and was about to head out of his room in Hogsmeade. The Daily Profit Jobs pages in his hand and his wand in his pocket. Yet when he opened the door to leave he found one of his ex-professors standing in front of him.

"Professor McGonagall" he said in a shocked tone.

"Good Morning Remus" she smiled "And Please its Minerva. You are no longer one of my students"

"I'm sorry Minerva" That sounded quite strange to him. "I was just on my way out"

"I figured that, but I have a matter I need to discuss with you about a certain girl you escorted to Diagon Alley on July 31st "

Remus nodded "I believe you are talking about Lily Samuels?"

Minerva nodded. "That is correct. It seems she purchased a certain crup I believe you know about whilst in your company"

Remus' brow knotted. He did not remember such a purchase ever happening.

"Well perhaps we do need to discuss this" he said as he opened the door wider and allowed the teacher to step into his room.

"I am only in search for a job and that can wait another day"

Minerva sighed slightly. "Remus I do not understand why you do not take up Albus' offer of becoming the Defence teacher. He has offered it to you for quite some years now."

"I do not believe it is my career we are here to talk about Pro..... Minerva"

"Of course not I was merely stating" she countered. "Now about this crup"

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Stepping into the main hall of the school after a hot morning in the green houses, whispers from the older year levels followed Harry all the way down to the dungeons. Yet the whispers weren't just about him today like they had been yesterday.

"There, look"
"Where?"
"Next to the tall kid with the red hair"

"Wearing the glasses?"

"Did you see his face?"

"Did you see his scar?"

"Who is that girl that's walking next to him?"

"That's that girl that smuggled in the crup that got loose yesterday"

"I thought they said she got expelled"

"Just a lot detention"

"Isn't she a Samuel?"

"I heard about that family. Inheritors from Helena Ravenclaw herself"

Hearing this Harry stopped in his tracks. Ravenclaw was the name of one the founders of this school.

"You never told me that" he accused.

"Yeah well I didn't know she was the daughter of one of the founders until yesterday alright?" The whispering was getting on her nerve and it was starting to put a downer on her good mood.

"Oh' was Harry's reply.

Potions turned out to be one of Harry's least favourite subjects. And the teacher Professor Snape, ever since the welcoming feast Harry had come to believe that he had hatred towards him. But the teacher proved it quite clearly whilst in the class.

Just like the Charms teacher, Snape began the class with the calling of the role and like Professor Flitwick stopped at Harry's Name.

"Ah, yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new – celebrity."

Draco Malfoy and his friends Harry remembered to be known as Crabbe and Goyle, sniggered behind their hands. Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. His eyes were black. They were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word – like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping the class silent without effort. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death – if you aren't as a big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

More silence followed the little speech as Ron and Harry exchanged looks with raised eyebrows.

"Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Harry glanced at Ron, who looked as stumped as he was and Lily had that look on her face that clearly asked 'Are you speaking English?'

"I don't know sir," said Harry

Snape's lips curled into a sneer.

"Tut, tut – fame clearly isn't everything. Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if i told you to find me a bezoar?"

By now Hermione had her hand stretched as high in the air as it would go without her leaving her seat, but Harry didn't have the faintest idea what a bezoar was. He tried not looking at Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, who were shaking with laughter.

"I don't know sir"

"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming, eh, Potter?"

Harry forced himself to keep looking straight into those cold eyes. He had looked through his books at the Dorsey's', but did Snape expect him to remember everything in One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi?

Snape was still ignoring Hermione's hand quivering in the air.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfs bane?"

At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching towards the dungeon ceiling.

"I don't know," said Harry quietly. "I think Hermione does, though, why don't you try her?"

Lily's mouth fell open in shock. Harry had never spoken back like this at their old school. Well not since he got in trouble the last time he did.

A few people laughed, while Lily noted one of the other Gryffindor boys, Seamus he name was, wink at Harry. Snape, however, was not pleased.

"Sit down," he snapped at Hermione. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfs bane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name aconite. Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?"

There was a sudden rummaging for quills and parchment. Over the noise, Snape said, "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for you cheek, Potter."

Things didn't improve for the Gryffindors as the Potion lesson continued. Snape put them into pairs and set them to mixing up a simple potion to cure boils. While Harry got paired with Ron, Lily was paired off with Lavender much to her distaste.
Snape swept around in his long black cloak, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing almost everyone except Malfoy, whom he seemed to like. He was telling everyone to look at the perfect way Malfoy had stewed his horned slugs; which Harry thought was a bit unfair as Lily's potion appeared to be exactly the same as Malfoy, when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon. Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus' cauldron into a twisted blob and their potion was seeping across the stone floor, burning holes in people's shoes. Within seconds, the whole class were standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs.

"Idiot Boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"

Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose.

"Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Seamus. Then he rounded on Harry and Ron, who had been working next to Neville.

"You – Potter – why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you? That's another point you've lost for Gryffindor."

This was so unfair that Harry opened his mouth to argue, but Ron kicked him behind their cauldron,

"Don't push it," he muttered, "I've heard Snape can turn very nasty."

"Oh and I Guess this is his sweet and sensitive side?" retorted Lily.

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Stepping out of the dungeons after the potions class was up was Harry's happiest moment of the day so far. Potion would have to be the most horrible class he had to attend at Hogwarts.

"God he's a git" Ron said.

"You got that right," came the reply from Lily. "He was so mean to you wasn't he Harry? Taking those points because he wanted to?"

"I didn't even do anything wrong. I wish McGonagall favoured us like Snape favours the Slytherins. He practically was kissing Malfoy's feet in there"

Lily sighed. "Well it's over now. Till next week" She stretched her hands to the ceiling snapping the kinks out of her back. "Well what we going to do this afternoon?"

Harry glanced at Lily in a guilty fashion. "Well I am going to see Hagrid this afternoon and I offered Ron here to go with me"

That had struck Lily a bit. She had wanted to show Harry the photo she found. "Oh...well that's ok....I was going to check if Mooney had gotten back to me anyway.... I see you at dinner"

Without waiting for any comments. Lily turned and headed towards the Grand Staircases that would lead her back to her dormitories. He face was slacked in sadness. It was not very often that her and Harry did something separately. But perhaps she couldn't have him to herself all the time anymore. She was not his only friend anymore.

She walked all the way back to the common room to find she did not have any mail waiting for her. So she decided that for the rest of the afternoon she might read the Wonders of Werewolves.

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Harry had regretted opening the mouth the moment he saw the hurt flash across Lily's face. He should have just invited her as well. He was sure Hagrid wouldn't have minded. But he didn't. Instead he watched his friends walk away her head hung low. They had not very often done something apart.

"Are you coming mate?" asked Ron.

With one final saddened glanced in the Direction Lily had gone, Harry sighed. "Yeah"

And for the second time that day they stepped out into the Hogwarts Grounds.

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Remus let out a great big sigh the moment he closed the door behind him. His search for a job after his chat with Minerva hadn't gone so well. No one seemed to want to hire him. Perhaps his ragged and frayed robes didn't make a good first impression but these were the only robes he could afford. He needed his money for the potion he needed each month and it wasn't exactly cheap as chips that drink.

Throwing his room keys into the bowl in the centre of his table, Remus dragged his heels all the way to the small kitchen bench. He needed a coffee, a really strong one at that. As he was about to start boiling the jug he noticed that an owl was staring straight at him with a slight glare.

"Yes?" he asked.

The owl screeched. It wasn't a slight hoot but a loud, angry screech.

"I would take that as you have been here for a while"

The owl screeched again and held its leg out to be rid of the burden it had had tied to its leg for a huge amount of time.

"Alright" Remus sighed as he reached out and began to untie the note. As the final note was released the owl let out one final screech, took a large nip at Remus' finger drawing blood and took flight out the window.

Placing the finger in his mouth to sooth the shooting pain and stop the blood, Remus walked over to the table, completing forgetting about his want for a coffee. This Letter was from Lily. It was only a short time since the last letter she said.

He opened it up wondering if maybe she was about to tell him all about this echo.

To Mooney,

Well it was an interesting first day.

I had a look behind the tapestry of the Lion and the Fwooper last night and at first I questioned your sanity. I found a stone wall behind the tapestry. I was expecting to find a hallway looking thing or maybe a door, but no I found a wall. At first I thought maybe the tapestry had been moved, then I thought maybe the wall had moved (the stairs move why not the walls right?)

You know how I found it? I fell to the ground and found myself looking at a passage way and when I stood up I was looking at the wall again. It can really do the brain in. Then to find out how I did it, I watched my hand disappear into it before got the nerve to walk through it.
Another thing is that you didn't tell me that I was required to move a wall at the end of it. I thought it would fall or something.

But I got there. Eventually

The Library is amazing. I have never seen so many books and none that I saw were those you would find at a muggle library. I got to an interesting section towards the end of it. I found SO many books on werewolves. It was a lot of books for just one subject. I may have to rent one out one of these days. But what was interesting was I found a book about them that didn't belong to the library........ It belonged to you.

Does the 'Wonders of Werewolves' sound familiar?

I brought it back with me if you want it returned. I didn't know what to do with it and besides it's not a library book so I can't get in trouble for taking it can I?

I found something else of yours as well. Inside the book there was a photo.

You're in the Hogwarts' Grounds I think. And you are with a few other people. Some of them I was quite interested in. Like someone named James Potter? Is that Harry's dad? What about the Lily girl? Harry said I had the same name as his mother... Is the girl in the photo his (Harry's) mum?

There was another boy with you as well. Sirius Black? Oh that reminds me I found a bat belonging to him in the passage way. Well to be honest I fell over it. Does he want it back? I could send it to him if he wants........

On another hand there was one more person I was really interested in. My Mum. She was in that photo. I know you said you knew her but you didn't have to lie to me when you said you never liked her. The you in the photo keeps blushing when you look at her. And she does the same when she looks at you. What is going on!?!?

Can I get some answers please?

You're keeping stuff about my mum from me, and I know you probably don't have to tell me but by the looks of this photo you seem like the right one to ask.

Please?

Lily

P.S I am giving you back the photo I found. I belonged to you and I have reason to believe that these people are or were you friends. So it's now back with you.

P.S.S By the way how did you find the passage??

Remus couldn't believe his eyes. His book, his photo all found by one person that maybe shouldn't have found it.

Scribbling down a reply on the parchment he had placed on the table. Remus sent the letter with his own owl before turning back to the letter. That books Lily had found. The one he had continuously read. The one with his own notes in it, about his transformations and other things. Lily was definitely going to freak out when she read those notes; she was going to find out what he was.
Remus ran a hand through his slightly greying hair. Gee this day just seemed to get better and better.

He pulled the photo out of the envelope and had tears fill his eyes. He remembered this day so well. They used to have so much fun. James always the one for a prank, completely smitten by Lily Evans by the time this photo was taken. Lily Evans – what a beautiful woman she became. Always helping always caring, never judging those that others did. Never judging him.

Delilah...... Aahhh had he loved her so much. But it all changed the moment they graduated.

Remus' eyes fell on Sirius. The one that was always laughing. All the way to his cell.
Sirius never seemed like the one to turn dark. He had despised his all Slytherin family and prided himself in flaunting his Gryffindor sorting. Always mucking around, the gentle man never seemed a killer. But that's what he was. A brutal murderer of 13 lives. He had even killed their old friend Peter and served the Potter's to You Know who practically on a silver platter.

This man in the photo the one responsible for the now wet James Potter, was the reason why Harry had no parents. Why Remus was the only one left.

With a cry of rage Remus grabbed hold of the bowl in front of him and hurled to towards the wall. Feeling slightly satisfied when it smashed to pieces against the hard surface. Breathing out hard Remus' rage began to simmer down and he began to comprehend what he had just done. He sighed and sunk from his chair and onto the floor. God he missed James and Lily. He missed Delilah and he will even admit he missed Sirius. The one that could make him laugh. The one that had discovered his secret. One of his best friends.

Without another word Remus broke down on his kitchen floor. He had no one there to comfort him, no one there to make him laugh, to make it all better. He was all alone.

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Harry and Ron were on their way to see the Hogwarts Grounds Keeper.

Hagrid lived in a small wooden house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. A crossbow and a pair of galoshes were outside the front door.

When Harry knocked they heard a frantic scrabbling from inside and several booming barks. Then Hagrid's voice rang out, saying, "Back, Fang – Back."

Hagrid's big hairy face appeared in the crack as he pulled the door open.

"Hang on," he said. "Back Fang"

He let them in, struggling to keep a hold on the collar of an enormous black Boarhound.

There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire and in the corner stood a massive bed with a patchwork quilt over it.

"Make yourselves at home," said Hagrid, letting go of Fang, who bounded straight at Ron and started licking his ears. Like Hagrid, Fang was clearly not as fierce as he looked.

"This is Ron," Harry told Hagrid, who was pouring boiling water into a large teapot and putting rock cakes onto a plate.

"Another Weasley, eh?" said Hagrid, glancing at Ron's freckles. "I spent half me life chasin' yer twin brothers away from away from the forest."

The rock cakes almost broke their teeth, but Harry and Ron pretended to be enjoying them as they told Hagrid all about their first lessons. Fang rested his head on Harry's knee and drooled all over his robes.

Harry and Ron were delighted to hear Hagrid call Filch 'that old git'.

"An' as for that cat, Mrs Norris, I'd like ter introduce her to Fang sometime. D'yeah know every time I go up ter the school, she follows me everywhere? Can't get rid of her – Filch puts her up to it."

Harry told Hagrid about Snape's lesson. Hagrid, like Ron, told Harry not to worry about it, that Snape liked hardly any of the students.

"But he seemed to really hate me."

"Rubbish!" said Hagrid. "Why should he?"

Yet Harry couldn't help thinking that Hagrid didn't quite meet his eyes when he said that.

"How's yer brother Charlie?" Hagrid asked Ron. "I liked him a lot – great with animals."

Harry wondered if Hagrid had changed the subject on purpose. While Ron told Hagrid about Charlie's work with dragons, Harry picked up a piece of paper that was lying on the table under the tea cosy. It was a cutting from the Daily Prophet.

GRINGOTTS BREAK-IN LATEST

Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July, widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.

Gringotts' goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that had in fact been emptied the same day.

'But we're not telling you that was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you,' said a Gringotts' spokes goblin this afternoon.

Harry remembered Ron telling him on the train about someone had tried to rob Gringotts, but Ron hadn't mentioned date.

"Hagrid!" said Harry, "That Gringotts break-in happened on my birthday! It might've been happening while we were there!"

There was no doubt about it, Hagrid definitely didn't meet Harry's eyes this time. He grunted and offered him another rock cake. Harry read the story again. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied earlier that same day. Hagrid had emptied vault seven hundred and thirteen, if you could call it emptying, taking out that little package. Had that been what the thieves were looking for?

As Harry and Ron walked back to the castle for dinner, their pockets weighed down with rock cakes they'd been too polite to refuse, Harry thought that none of the lessons he'd had so far had given him as much to think about as tea with Hagrid. Had Hagrid collected the package just in time? Where was it now? And did Hagrid know something about Snape that he didn't want to tell Harry?

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Lily was half way through the book on werewolves when an owl tapped on her dormitory window. She reluctantly put the book down. The text as well as Moony's side notes had made her so much more interested in werewolves.

With a slight skip in her step, Lily reached the window, opened it to allow the owl inside, untied the letter and allowed the bird to fly away before she closed the window again.

With a slight jump, Lily landed on her bed as the slates underneath groaned.

This was Remus' reply to her letter about the book and the photo.

Lily,

I cannot express how disappointed I am with you at the moment. I was quite distressed when Professor McGonagall showed up on my doorstep to question me about the purchase of a certain crup I had told you, you were not able to purchase. Yet here I find out that you had gone behind my back and brought the puppy and then smuggled it into the school.

I thought you were a bit more educated than that and I do hope I never hear of anymore of your troubles for at least another year. Because I too have had my share of visits to Dumbledore's office during my schooling all thanks to the Marauders.

Yes you were right they were my friends. As you know Harry's parents have passed on (The James and Lily in the photo are indeed his parents), Sirius I have to say is in no position to receive his bat back.

While I am on the subject of Sirius it was he who helped me to discover the passage way. We were having some fun in the dormitory one night, James, Sirius and I and Sirius got a bit pushy towards the end of his Firewisky, and he pushed me backwards into the tapestry thinking I would hit the wall. But instead I fell through it and completely disappeared. Quite a happy memory at times.

Your mother. Yes I did like her. I did not tell you at Diagon Alley as it is generally something you don't say straight away.

I am aware you have a lot of questions that need answers but for know I must leave you at this. In time I will tell you.

Please do not get up to anymore trouble.

Remus.

Lily didn't know what to say or what to think. Fortunately she didn't have to for the dinner bell had begun to ring.

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After dinner found Harry and Lily talking in the common room while Ron challenged his brother and co. To chess and Hermione had her nose in many text books. Tomorrow was the first weekend of the school year and Lily was going to spend it in detention. But right now that wasn't on Lily's mind. Instead she was enjoying the laughter she was sharing with Harry.

"Well I better go for a shower" Lily butted in as she stood up.

"Tell me about it," said Harry "It's getting hard to breathe in here"

Lily smirked as she tossed a pillow at his face. "Jerk"

Harry just laughed as he watched his friend ascend the stairs to her room.

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Lily quite enjoyed that shower. She felt clean now. All day she was surrounded with dirt and fertiliser, and then it was weird potion ingredients. It felt good to get rid of the days grime.

Stepping out of the shower room and into the dormitory, Lily's road was blocked by Amanda and Sophie.

"Can I help you?" Lily asked

"Yeah you can actually," said Amanda. "Why haven't you been talking to us today? You completely ignored us."

"Oh that's rich coming from you two"

Sophie looked confused. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I heard you two okay," Lily replied "Last night when you were all having a good talk about me while I was in the shower. The girls were talking about what had happened at lunch and you didn't stand up for me instead you agreed with them."

"That's not what happened" Sophie stated.

"I heard you!" Lily yelled.

"You only heard half of it" Amanda snapped back. "Sure we did agree with them. Yeah it was stupid but we all make mistakes and besides we did stand up for you. We had a go at the other girls about bitching about you and their mistakes"

"Really?" asked Lily

"Yes really," Sophie said "We're your friends"

"We stick together" Amanda finished.

Lily beamed and lunged at her friends pulling them into a hug.

"Thank you" she told them.

"No problem" Amanda laughed

"Well we're going to bed" said Sophie.

With an exchange of 'good nights' the two Gryffindor girls hopped into their beds and drew the curtains around them, leaving Lily standing there with a huge smile on her lips. Those were her friends.

"Night Lily!" Harry's voice travelled up the stairs and through the slightly opened door.

"NIGHT HARRY!" she yelled back her happiness still in her system.

She heard Harry laugh. "Okay no need to yell"

Lily then too hopped into her bed. Drew the curtains and sank into the blankets. Today was definitely better than yesterday.

A.N Hope it was good. Please give me your ideas for what Lily should do in her detention. Remember it is with Hagrid and it is in the grounds.

Well i hope you enjoyed it.