A/N: I own none of the Harry Potter franchise, J K Rowling does and I do not make any financial profit from this. Thank you for reviewing, adding this story to your favourites and following it, it means a lot to me. I promise seventh year will be approaching soon, stick with me!

JAMES' P.O.V

I open my mouth to explain but time seems to freeze. I look around me, but nobody but me is moving. Just at the moment when I'm about to panic, Dumbledore approaches me, wearing that calming smile I've seen so often.

"Mr Potter," he says, warmly. It's the nicest anyone's been to me all day.

"Professor Dumbledore," I say.

"I wonder if you know why I'm here," he looks over his half-moon glasses, once again looking at me as if I will achieve great feats.

"No, Professor."

"Surely you must have an idea," he says.

"Erm, because Lily wanted to know the truth?"

"Exactly and I fear you would not have known what to say, alas, I don't think there is a correct way to respond."

"So, what do we do?"

"I suggest we pretend this never happened. Ordinarily, I would refuse such dishonesty but… I worry that the Epiphany of the Soul, whilst strong is equally as fragile. We must conserve this magic not just for your well-being but also for Science."

"Science?"

"The Muggle word for logic and discovery, Mr Potter. A fascinating subject, if I do say so myself. Now, there is a perfectly good bowl of Mint Imperials I have become rather fond of, so if you'll excuse me…"

Dumbledore ostensibly disappears as quickly as he arrived, leaving no trace of magic behind. I think for a moment that he may have Apparated, but that's impossible. Nobody can Apparate in Hogwarts, at least not to my knowledge.

As soon as Dumbledore leaves, time starts again. Everyone in the Common Room is seemingly unaware of the time cease. Lily sits down next to Marlene, I wonder how much she can remember and if she doesn't remember shouting at Mar and I, should I tell her? What would Mar say? What would she do?

"All right, Prongs?" Padfoot asks.

"Yeah, just… Yeah, I'm fine."

"Sit down then, will you?"

LILY'S P.O.V

I sit next to Mar, feeling slightly dizzy. I felt angry a few moments ago but I can't remember why. Ah well, couldn't have been that important if I don't remember it.

James sits across from me, but he's not wearing his usual smirk and it makes uneasy for some reason. There's something unsettling about James looking un-confident, like even he can't reassure himself everythting will be okay.

"James? Are you okay?" I ask him.

"Fine, Lily, fine. Don't worry about me."

He seems distracted, but I don't drop it, I know better than to let a good friend slide through my fingers by not pressing on these issues. Severus once said the same to me, not to worry and like a fool, I believed him.

"But something's clearly bothering you," I persist.

"I told you, Lily. I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Okay," I say concernedly, "if you're sure. You know you can talk to me, right?"

"Yes, yes, I know," he disregards me with a wave of his hand, somewhat irritably, as if dismissing all my suggestions.

I can't help feeling slightly hurt at the reaction. It would be heartless not to pursue the matter but if that's the thanks I get… then fuck him.

I slide back in my chair, aggravated.

"What's wrong, Lil?" Mar says.

I suspire, even more annoyed. Mar's making it worse by throwing the question back in my face. How can I explain what I'm feeling?

"Nothing," I say, forcefully. Anyone with any intelligence would take that as a sign to shut-up.

"Lily, we said we'd talk about stuff like this," Alice looks up from her book, her eyebrows stitch together, with a look of great concern and worry.

"Fine, let's talk about it, then. Let's go to our dorm and we'll talk."

We head over to our dorm and as soon as the door closes, I launch into a confession/admission to all my feelings about/for James Potter. I told them about him snogging me, not kissing me and how amazingly euphoric I had felt. I told them about my supposed feelings for him and then I sat and waited for a response. They seemed to be stunned into submission.

"That's… fucking mental." Mar concludes after a while.

"Yeah," Alice says shock evident on her face.

"So? What about you? While we're at it, any confessions you guys want to make?" I ask.

"Alright, but no hard feelings?" Mar says.

"Of course, none of it leaves this room," I say.

"Okay, I lost my virginity to McLaggen in fifth year."

"I thought you were going out with –"

"Yes! I know, it was dirty and I shouldn't have cheated but… It was a spur of a moment thing."

It was a spur of a moment thing… That sounds vaguely familiar, I feel a wave of déjà vu.

"Are… are you sure that's all? I'm sure there was something else which was 'on the spur of the moment' but I can't remember what it was…"

"Erm, I kissed Amos when I was going out with Frank but I already told you both that."

"No, it wasn't that. Ah well, can't have been that important. Alice?"

"Erm, I'm going out with Amos again but don't worry! The Marauders threatened to bash him in if he didn't treat me properly."

"Really?" I smile, pleased that the Marauders would do such a thing for Alice.

"Yeah and Amos is different now, kinder and more compassionate. I think I love him, despite everything and I think he loves me too."

"That's good."

"Lil, do you ever wonder about the girls James has kissed?" Alice asks, after a long silence.

"Sometimes," I admit. "and I guess it bothers me a bit."

Mar shifts uncomfortably, maybe the whole 'true love' thing is getting too weird.

"D'you ever regret stuff you've done in the past with boys, Mar?" I ask her, genuinely interested.

"Of course, but you know, I was reckless. I lived fast and now I guess I seriously want to slow things down. I've done all my precipitous living that I ever want to do, so… and I also have a huge crush on Sirius Black," Mar says, biting her lip.

"Aw, Mar!" Alice exclaims, ecstatic at the news.

"Is it weird thinking about all the girls Sirius has kissed?" I ask her.

"Yes."

"So I'm not being stupidly jealous then?" I ask, relieved.

"No, you're not."

"Good, because I feel like I want to know who kissed him but then I'm like, wait, do I really want to know?"

"Yeah, I'm the same."

Mar looks very uncomfortable at this so I don't continue the conversation.

JAMES' P.O.V

I'm sitting in the Common Room reading a Muggle Science book. It's very interesting, I can see why Lily likes it so much.

"Oi, Prongs, whatcha doing?" Padfoot strolls into the room.

"Reading about Muggle Science."

"What in Merlin's name is that?"

"It's an intellectual and practical activity encompassing the systematic study of the structure and behaviour of the physical and natural world through observation and experiment."

"Merlin's beard, Prongs. Why do you even care?"

"Because Lily cares," I say in a small voice.

"You've got it bad, Prongs." Padfoot says.

"I know," I sigh.

"I'm going to bed, see ya Prongs," he heads up the stairs.

"Wait! Padfoot! You know when Mar and I snogged summer before last?"

His eyes tighten with anger at the recollection of the event but he nods, curtly.

"Should I tell Lily?"

"Absolutely, 100% not. Never tell a woman who you've kissed, she'll only get angry. Besides, imagine what would happen to Mar and Lily's sanity. It would be carnage, mate."

"Maybe you're right –"

"I'm always right."

"Maybe you're right but what about honesty? And on that note, what about telling Lily the truth about the Epiphany of the Soul and what really happened? I feel bad not telling her –"

"Whoa, man! Dumbledore said that you shouldn't so, that's that. Dumbledore's never been wrong before, so we should trust him."

"I guess you're right but –"

"Shut up, Prongs. Before you make things too complicated, Lily knows you love her and that should be enough."

"I suppose."

"Glad we cleared that up, now let's go."

LILY'S P.O.V

I glance around the Common Room, watching James and Sirius leave the Common Room. An Epiphany of the Soul? He snogged Mar? What on Earth is going on and why would Professor Dumbledore keep the truth from me? It seems a trip to the library is long overdue.