James was giving Loralei the evil eye at dinner than night, telling her over and over again that either she broke up with Fabian, or he would tell their parents; he should have known she would never back down from a challenge. It would be very awkward since Remus and Sirius was there too, but James had no sense of timing. No wonder why he could never get Lily to say yes.

"Mum, Dad, I have to tell you something."

Loralei kicked her brother under the table. "Pass the peas, James."

He turned to his sister, "No, Lore, I'm telling them."

She looked at him indifferently. "I was just asking you to pass the peas. By the way, Mom and Dad, I almost had sex today with Fabian but these three asses decided to walk into my room." Even though her words were casual, there was a pink tinge to her cheeks.

"We're you using protection?" Her father asked, keeping the light tone his daughter had used.

"We were getting to that when they didn't knock."

"Was it your choice?"

"Does it seem like it wasn't?" Loralei replied.

"It's your life, don't screw it up. Any other news?"

"We'll talk later." Her mother added.

The three boys at the table were flabbergasted. "What?" James said, his voice high. "She's fifteen years old!"

"Sixteen next month." Loralei corrected. "Legal, plus I'm in his creepy range."

"Creepy range?" Her mother raised an eyebrow.

"You cut your age in half and add six, that's your creepy range." Loralei told her. "It's a muggle trick Lily taught me when we were thirteen. Nine plus six is fifteen."

"Thank you for the math lesson." James said sarcastically.

"Come on, this is none of any of your business." Loralei told him. "The only thing I've learned from this is that my brother is a nosey bitch."

"I don't want my sister to be a slut." James replied.

Loralei's face went to a frown, before reaching around Remus to her brother and slapped the back of his head as hard as she could.

"Ow!" James cried, cringing away from her.

"You deserved it." His father told him.

"That was uncalled for, James." His mother agreed.

Loralei slid her chair back with a screech on the hardwood floor. "I'm done, can I be excused?"

"You're excused." Her father told her.

As Loralei stood up, she took her plate with her, before going to the kitchen and putting it in the sink, rinsing it off before leaving it there and rubbing her face with her wet hands.

"Son of a bitch." She muttered, though it was muffled by her hands.

"No need to be that way," Remus said. "I haven't done anything yet."

Loralei let her hands fall from her face, as she looked at Remus with her pouty expression. "Thanks for today."

"I tried to stop them from going up there." He told her, his hands in his pockets.

"I know you did, I could tell by how you acted." She told him. "You're the only one that rarely pisses me off."

He smiled slightly. "I know."

The corners of her mouth perked up. "So, are you checking on me because you were sent to, or because you want to?"

"Want to."

"And what do you want for it?" She asked. "Answers? What?"

"I don't want anything." He told her. "Do you really think I want something from you?"

She shrugged. "Most people do."

"I don't want anything, but if you want to talk, I'm here. No pressure, it just seems like you're keeping a lot to yourself, and I know you."

She sighed. "I keep having dreams."

"The special kind or the normal kind?"

"Special."

"What happens? Or can you not tell me?"

"I can tell you." She looked passed him at the door that led to the dining room. "Just not here."

"Outside?" He asked, gesturing towards the french doors that led to the garden.

"Yeah, that would be good enough." She said, taking a quick steps towards the door, Remus following her, when they were a few good feet away from the closed door.

"So, what is it?"

"I keep having nightmares...special nightmares...and I don't know what they mean."

"I don't get it." Remus told her. "What's going on?"

She took a deep breath. "Look, so there are two types of dreams that are prophecies, some that are straightforward and you can see that they're scenes, and others that are...less straightforward."

"Okay," Remus nodded. "What did you see?"

"I saw us, and when I say us I mean you, me, James, Lily, and Sirius, I think it's us at least, they came in flashes we were happy, but then something started laughing. I think it was a laugh at least. It was high and cold, and scary as hell. Then the flashes became terrible, we were in pain with nothing causing it, there was fire and I wake up. I don't know what's going to happen, all I know is that something bad's coming, and I don't know what it is, all I know is that it's bad."

"Have you told anyone else?" He asked.

She shook her head. "Not until I know what's coming. What's the use if we don't know what's coming?"

"Why'd you tell me then?"

"I don't know." She shrugged. "I trust you, I've known you for years, it seemed like a good fit."

"Thank you." He told her.

"Thank you. I've kept that to myself for days." She rubbed her forehead with the heels of her hands. "It's driving me mad, this thing I have. I know so much, and I only can tell so many people, and even then I have to be careful."

Remus raised his hands to stop her. "You don't have to tell me any more."

"If I did I would have to obliviate you." She told him. "If someone knows too much that they're not supposed to know, the world could turn into madness."

"So it's all on you. Tell me one thing, have you seen what's in for me?" He asked, looking down, as if embarrassed to be asking.

She smiled as she nodded. "Yeah, a few things."

"Like?"

"Pink hair, not for you." She told him. "Just pink hair, you're gonna fall for her."

"Isn't that too much information?" He asked.

She shook her head. "You're gonna need a little push to go for her."

"You're not going to be around then?" He replied.

Her face went blank, as she searched her memories for visions which she had of herself in the far future, she didn't see much, but she usually saw things within a few years of the time she had them so she wasn't too worried, just confused.

"No, but I don't have many about me, it usually has to do with something major for more than one person, or something that wants to change." She told him. "It's not something to be played with."

"How do you know?" He asked.

She looked away from him. "I saw me and Sirius getting engaged."

"You still could." He told her.

She smiled, looking from the sky back to him. "I don't think so."

"Why not?" He asked.

"Too much crap." She told him. "We were great, the best, but it's over now, I don't know if anything can change that."

"He told us that you said you still love him."

"I also said that I hated that I do." She muttered. "But I love Fabian too."

"But you're not denying that you do." He said. "So should you be sleeping with Fabian Prewett?"

"You should be a shrink." She told him.

"You didn't answer my question." He replied, smiling.

"I think you know you're not going to get one." She replied, grinning.

"I had to try."