A/N: IMPORTANT! I will not be updating next Friday because I will be out for spring break at least until Saturday night. I will have no internet connection from Sunday on, so I'll update again two weeks from tonight.

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"So you want to start a defense group that is for people we know is against Voldemort?" Remus asked. "How can we tell the difference?"

"Because we know them, so lets say for instance, that Snape wanted to join,-sorry Lily-we tell him know." Sirius told him.

"It's fine, I'm over it." Lily told him.

"But we can't exactly do that if it's a school club." Remus told them. "It'd have to be something else."

"No, we're the founders, and we can test everyone to see if they can get in. Like quidditch, but we choose only non-Death Eater wannabes."

"That might work." Remus muttered. "Tryouts. Who would be in charge of it?"

"Loralei's good dealing with whiney brats." James told them. "She could be in charge, and then we could be there for crowd control."

Loralei frowned at her brother. "Thanks." She turned to everyone else. "That is true though, I've been doing it for two years, this can't be as bad as quidditch. We have private interviews, and tests. Anyone from second year up so they at least know a little magic."

"Then?"

"Then we separate them into groups by talent, and begin training. James is a decent dueler, and I'm sure we can talk dumbledore into getting some guest teacher come in, or maybe convince one of the teachers into helping us. Most of them like Remmy, Lily and I." Loralei went on. "Slughorn would do anything for Lily or I, best in class and all."

"I don't know though..." Remus said, still doubting their plan.

"I love it." Lily said, her voice very passionate. "This is perfect."

Loralei watched as her brother's face lit up as he heard this. Lily wanted to be a part of this, at least as much as he did. She wanted to fight too.

Loralei's heart broke a bit. She knew not all of them would make it through the war. It would be silly to think they would. The worst part was, she couldn't even pick the ones she wanted to stay alive the most, though she loved them in different ways, she loved them all equally. She would rather die than have any of the others die.

She pushed this thought out of her mind, if they learned how to fight, they would be more likely to survive. She had to hold onto that. She had to.

"We can do this." Loralei told them. "I think we can do this. We have a year and a half to get good at it."

"And even then, we'd still get together to practice." James added. "That is if we don't all end up living here through the training."

"No, we are definitely all living here." Sirius said. "There's enough space for all of us to have a wing on a different floor."

"Until some of us get married." James said.

Lily widened her eyes at the boy. "Excuse me?"

"I was talking about Sirius and Loralei over here." He backtracked quickly.

Loralei and Sirius looked at each other, before Loralei turned to her brother. "Maybe I'm not the marrying kind, James. I did just reject a guy last summer."

"Yeah, that's what you say, but I don't believe it." James replied.

"Okay, well back to the original topic..." Remus muttered.

"Yeah," Loralei said loudly, wanting to get off the subject. "I think we'll be able to do this, but I only want to do it if we're all in."

"What about Wormtail?" James asked.

"I don't really care for him, you know that."

"He's fancied you since second year." Remus told her.

"He's a suck-up. I don't like suck-ups." Loralei shrugged. "Either way, I'll welcome him into the group for you guys, but I don't think we're ever going to be really close."

"I can live with that." James said.

"Good."

"I can't believe vacation's over." Loralei told Sirius softly. They were laying on her bed, Loralei half on Sirius' chest. The radio was playing songs softly in the background. "I feel like we just got here."

"Because we did." He said, playing with her hair. "It's been three weeks."

"But usually I can't wait to leave." Loralei told him. "I want to get back to school. Now, I'm dreading getting back into homework, and classes."

"Well, for the first part, you and your mother usually would get into a fight about your hair or clothes. The second part, you don't sound like yourself, are you getting sick?" He was teasing at the end, poking her side.

She laughed quietly and squirmed as he poked her. "Yeah, I guess." She sighed. "Come on, though. I'm not liking school anymore, I just want to have a bit more free time, less homework, and a lot more sleep."

"Don't we all?" Sirius replied. "But you are taking more classes than me, and I'm trying to be an Auror."

"True," Loralei agreed. "But you know what you're going to be, I'm still undecided, and I like my options."

"What if some quidditch team scout comes to a game and decide they want you?" Sirius asked. "I know they had an eye on you in fourth year."

"Yeah, but my dad told them I wasn't interested until I was seventeen." Loralei's pout was in her voice as well as on her face. "Otherwise I would've gotten in when I turned sixteen."

"I never heard about this."

"It wasn't really spoken of after I lost the fight. It was the worst fight the family ever had." Loralei told him. "I guess James never talked about it because he didn't want to admit that I'm that much better than him."

"What team?"

"Holyhead Harpies." She told him proudly. "I just hope I can get the chance again."

"You will," he told her. "You've only gotten better."

She turned her hear around so she could look at him. "Are you saying that because you're my boyfriend, or because you mean it?"

"I mean it." He told her. "How could I not? You practice all the time."

She smirked, moving so their chests were pressed together. "Well at least you know I work hard."

He put his hand lightly on her neck, his thumb running along her jaw, before kissing her.

She pulled away. "I've been thinking..."

"Which is never good." He teased.

She shook her head, amused. "I want to sleep with you."

"Are you sure?" He wasn't joking anymore. "We can wait as long as you want."

"I know," she told him, biting her lip. "But, I want to." She kissed him.

He pulled away. "Your dad just died."

"I think we both know that I'm not too out of my mind like I was when Mum died." She replied.

"I just don't want to take advantage of you. You're worth more." He told her.

She moved so she was straddling him, and put her hands on his chest. "I want to sleep with you. You're of age, you can do the charm."

"You're sure?" He asked. "I'm not going to make you do something you don't want to do."

"No one can make me do something I don't want to do." She smirked. "Now kiss me."

"Bossy, bossy."

"You love it."