A/N: I don't own anything in the Harry Potter franchise! Thank you for all the support and love- it's greatly appreciated. I hope you like this chapter, things are going to get spicy! P.S I watched Mockingjay Part 1 yesterday and it was amazing. For those who don't know, the new Hunger Games film has come out and it is bloody fantastic even if it did stray from the book a bit. Anyway, now I'm rambling. Enjoy!

LILY'S P.O.V

Today's Sunday and I have been officially discharged from the Hospital Wing. Mar and Alice came to visit yesterday, very briefly because Mar said her headache was splitting her in two. Alice was just tired; Amos wouldn't stop bugging her at Slughorn's party. He said he wanted her back, that he missed her and that he would never treat her that way again. Alice screamed in his face and ran off. He wouldn't stop stalking her until about one in the morning when Professor Dumbledore happened to be walking down the corridors and told him to go away. Odd, because the weird shake was around 11 or 12, I wonder if Professor Dumbledore saw or felt what happened.

Every time I've woken up, James has always been at my side. Holding my hand or playing with my hair. I feel like I should stop him, but I find it comforting. I like it when he holds my hand, it triggers the memory of when he kissed me and I really want him to kiss me again. No, I don't. James is an arrogant toerag and is too irresponsible to stick around with one girl but he's changed. Not that much, but he has. It's complicated.

I swing my arms as I walk to Gryffindor Tower, happily not encountering any Slytherins. I climb through the Portrait Hole and into the Common Room. Alice runs up to me and flings her arms around me and squeezes tightly. Mar grins at me and joins the hug.

"It's so good to see you out of that wretched hospital, Lil!" Alice smiles at me.

"It's good to be back, how're you doing?"

"Better," Alice says. "We went to Hogsmede without you, I'm sorry. Amos started stalking me again; I was forced to run down a twitchell –"

"What on Earth is a twitchell?" I ask her, bewildered.

"What do you mean what's a twitchell? I've been learning Muggle words for you, a twitchell is an alleyway. Didn't you know that?"

"No, nobody I know uses that word."

"Oh, well I'm pretty sure it's right, it's a Nottingham word. Mar snogged a randomer," Alice smirks in an extremely non-Alice way.

"I did not!" Mar says indignantly.

"Oh? So who was he then?"

"Um, he was from Hufflepuff, I think."

"What was his name?"

"Jordan? Jack? It began with a J…"

"Jason, Mar, his name was Jason."

"I knew that," Mar says.

"You're as bad as James," Alice says, rolling her eyes.

That's when I remember that James kisses a lot of girls on a weekly basis. He makes loads of girls feel the way I long to feel again. I'm not special; I'm just another set of lips for him to kiss. I feel downcast and look at the floor.

"No! Not loads of girls!" James jumps in, defensively.

"Really? Who in our year haven't you snogged?" Alice asks, crossing her arms.

Mar's eyes look at her wildly, as if the answer can't be good. She nods her head in my direction, as if suggesting that I… No, surely not. They know I don't like him like that. Alice doesn't seem to get the hint.

"…go on!" she prompts.

James looks uncomfortable.

"I haven't snogged you," he says.

"Great start, who else?"

"Um…"

"I'll help you, you haven't snogged Mar, you haven't snogged Lily…" Alice breaks off as James gives Sirius an anxious look. "What? You're not saying that… Lily? Mar?" she turns wildly at us.

"Surprise," I say weakly.

Alice narrows her eyes at me.

"Don't look at me like that! You must have guessed something happened last summer!" I snap at her.

"I thought you would tell me if something like that happened!"

"Maybe I thought that if I did, you wouldn't leave me alone. You'd always be pushing us together! Besides, you knew about the bet, you knew he won."

"I thought… We're talking about snogging right? Not kissing, snogging. The bet was that if James got all Outstandings and Exceeds and Expectations that he got to kiss you, not snog. So something happened?"

I feel all eyes trained on me.

"Yes, something happened but I wasn't sure what to do at the time and I'm still not sure! I'm not good at this sort of stuff."

"Okay, it's just a lot to take in. What about you, Mar?"

"Uh, summer before last. It was a spur of a moment thing!" she says, looking at me, perturbed.

I must look angry, well I feel angry. It's horrible to think that all those girls snogged James. The James I may or may not fancy. He's been with one of my best friends and they've… I don't like to think it got very far but what if… No, Mar would never, would she?

"Say something Lily! I'm on tenterhooks here," Mar says apprehensively.

"You and James?" I manage to splutter out at last.

"N-no, not really. It wasn't anything, it doesn't mean anything!"

I recoil from her in disgust. I learnt the hard way that snogging has to mean something. The idea of snogging someone and it not meaning anything is vacuous. It must have meant something but what something?

"Lily, Mar's right, it happened. Of course it did but it's not going to happen again and we've both moved on…" James says, moving forward to calm me.

"But you knew, Mar!" I say shrilly. I'm not sure exactly what she knew, but she knew James and I had a weird thing going on.

"I know, Lily. And I'm so sorry; I wish I could undo it…"

I wish I could undo it… That sounds so familiar. James and I shouted, I wanted to take it all back. He called me a bitch, I fell. No, there was something else. Something a bit… off, not quite right. I wonder what happened, what actually happened?

"James," I breathe slowly. "What happened that night? And tell me the truth."

JAMES' P.O.V

Shit. Shit. Shit. Lily found out about Marlene and me. It wasn't supposed to happen and Padfoot's just as annoyed with me as well for kissing her. This is not helping my campaign to show Lily that I can be responsible and mature. This has taken me back a couple of hundred steps and it's going to take ages to get back what little trust she may have had in me.

Poor Marlene, she didn't want to tell Lily because she thought Lily would care- a lot. And Marlene was right, she does seem to care. Does that mean she… likes me? I shouldn't be so pleased, but Lily Evans likes me!

"James," she says, in utter seriousness and my heart catches. "What happened that night? And tell me the truth."

Uh-oh. What the fuck do I tell her? Maybe I could tell her the truth but not the whole truth. But she's Lily Evans, she'd know if I lied or left anything out. I don't know what to do, if I tell her the truth, she'll hate me and if I lie she'll hate me. What have I got to lose by lying? It would protect her in the long run, after all. But then again, I'd never be able to live with myself if she hated me... What a dilemma.