Hey guys! Here's chapter nine from YsamP (You're such a moron Potter). I know, it took a loooooooooooong time, but here it is! I know it's short, but yeah, better than nothing, right? Anyway, hope you enjoy!

The whole joke turned out to be hilarious. The Slytherins didn't know what happened and started crying, Malfoy even peed his pants. The potatoes were the funniest. They bit their fingers, ears, toes and noses. A potatoe bit Snapes nose and there was a giantic hole in it. He started screaming and ran for to Madame Pomefrey.

"What would they do if they realize their pillows are also charmed?" Sirius grinned. Remus, James, Peter and I snickered. We hadn't told Marlene and Alice about it, because they would freak out and take me to the Hospital Wing to let the nurse check my head to make sure I didn't fall on it.

"Stay awake, I guess," Peter said.

"Wormtail, that was honestly the worst joke ever!" Remus said.

"Oh, come on, it wasn't – " he started protesting.

"Worst. Joke. Ever," James laughed.

That evening, I was walking from the library to my room.

"Does he remember yet?" someone behind me asked.

"No, Remus, he doesn't," I replied, recognizing the voice easily. I turned and let my back rest against the wall. I sighed. "And I don't have the courage to tell him."

"Lily," he started, standing next to me, "you said you loved him. He has the right to know."

"I get that, Remus. It's just not that easy. I can't go running to James and tell him I love him. It just isn't… right, that way, you get it?" I put my hands to my temples and started rubbing them. This was all what I could think about when I saw James at breakfast, lunch and dinner. When I saw him in corridors. In Hogsmeade. It was bloody frustrating.

"Of course I get that. And I respect that. But we're going to James' house tomorrow, and it would be weird if you just start snogging him because you can't contain yourself anymore."

I laughed. "What?"

"It's not like I'm gay, but… James is a rather good looking bloke. When he shows you your bedroom, and you're alone… Well, it could happen."

I stared at him in disbelief. "Merlin, Remus, I have some self-control, you know?" I grinned nevertheless.

He ruffled my hair. "Just wanted to make sure."

"Yeah, well, I'm going to tell him, but not now. I guess I'm going to wait until Christmas and such."

We walked to the Common Room in comfortable silence. When we reached the portrait hole, we didn't have to say the password. The painting swung open and a laughing Frank Longbottom stumbled out.

"Frank?" I asked. "What's going on?"

"Potter. He pranked Sirius. He's completely bald! You should see his face! They're still duelling. It's bloody hilarious!"

Remus looked at me, but I shrugged. "I didn't know about this."

"Neither did I," he agreed. "Let's go to calm them. Before there are any accidents."

"Tosser!" James yelled, before shooting a tickling hex in Sirius' direction.

"Now I'm the tosser?! You jinxed me! With no reason at all!" he screamed, blocking his hex and sending a Full Body-Bind.

"You charmed my pillow! And my boxers! Because you wanted to practice your spells for the Slytherins!" James chimed in, getting hit by a Jelly-Leg curse. "Shit!" he hissed.

"Wow! Guys!" I said, putting my hands in the air and standing between the three fighters. It was quite amusing to see; James had tilted the red couch, so he had some protection. Sirius was hiding behind a tilted desk.

"Get out of our way, Lily!" Sirius said, laughing. "We're not finished yet."

"Yes, you are," Remus said. "Come on, hand in you wands, or I come to you and get them!" With a lot of reluctance, James and Sirius handed their wands to Remus. It was known that you shouldn't pick a fight with Remus Lupin. That bloke was pretty good in cursing people into the Hospital Wing.

"Now behave your age, and make up," he said sternly. Sirius put his hand out to James to shake, but the latter grabbed it and started wrestling with him on the floor. I shrugged and helped Frank and Remus to put the couch and table straight again.

I pointed to James and Sirius. "Shouldn't we pull them apart?"

"No, let them. In five minutes, they're both tired and they'll make up. They're not best friends for nothing, Lils."

"Great. Than I'm up to pack my things, okay?" I said, running up the stairs.

"See you," James yelled from his position on the floor.

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