AN: I'm sorry for not uploading, I've been very busy with school and I'm not allowed to use my laptop much but that's no excuse for the lack of new chapters. I really am very sorry.

During breakfast the next day Lily was shocked to see three extremely familiar boys walk into the hall looking like zombies. It took her a moment to realise that they were the Marauders, all except Remus. That was strange, Remus hadn't even made it to the prefect duty that he shared with her last night.

Lily watched as the boys stumbled towards the Gryffindor Table. Black's face fell onto his plate, Potter was resting his head on his hand, his mouth slightly open with his eyes closed and Pettigrew was dozing in his seat, he toppled over because he leaned back to far; Black and Potter didn't even stir.

Lily couldn't help but laugh. She regained her composure immediately when she realised that they had probably spent the previous night wandering about the castle and plotting new pranks.

"Where's Remus?" Mary asked a little concerned.

"Why don't you ask them," Lily replied, also wanting to know. Mary turned to the sleeping boys.

"Sirius," Mary called. "Sirius," she repeated but he didn't move. "SIRIUS BLACK!" Mary bellowed, which was quite unusual. The boy in question stirred but he didn't wake up. Mary whacked him over the head with a spoon.

"Ow!" Sirius complained, rubbing the back of his head. "What do you want?"

"Where's Remus?" she repeated her earlier question but saying it very slowly as if she were talking to a child.

"Wha-? He's in the library," he muttered, flopping his head back onto his plate.

Without another word Mary skipped off, most probably to look for the missing Marauder. Lily finished the rest of her breakfast alone, Marlene and Alice were doing some last minute homework, and then left for the day's lessons. As soon as she stepped out of the hall she heard a voice call her. She turned around to see Severus running towards her.

"I need to speak to you," he panted.

"About what?" Lily enquired.

"Potter," he spat. He said the name with such distaste that it was evident that Severus hated him.

"What?"

"Promise me Lils, that you will stay away from him."

"Why?" Lily knew that Sev hated Potter.

"I'll explain later," he muttered when he saw a few Slytherins approaching them.

That night in the Gryffindor common room Potter had taken it upon himself to annoy the life out of Lily.

"Hey Evans!" Potter said between the howls of laughter emitting from the Marauders table but Lily ignored him.

"EVANS!" he shouted.

"What?" she snapped.

"Will you-?" he started.

"No!" she seethed. He had been asking her out every chance he got, it was getting on her nerves.

"I wasn't asking you out," he said, looking a little hurt.

"Oh," she suddenly felt stupid. "What is it?" she asked a little more politely. He grinned at her.

"Can I borrow your Potions essay?" he asked. Lily glared at him. "Well you see, as we are partners, both of us will receive the same grades so unless you want to fail..." Lily threw her book at him but to her dismay he caught it with his chaser reflexes.

"I'll take that as a no," he said still grinning.

"Give it back Potter," she said taking a deep breath to calm herself down.

"But you were the one who gave it to me!" he said with fake innocence.

"Give it back," she repeeated, her green eyes twinkling dangerously. He must have sensed her frustration because he tossed it back to her.

That night Lily went to bed while thinking about how much she hated a certain quidditch player more than anything on the face of this earth.