(A/N): Hey Guys! So, this is the first chapter I wrote tonight, and I have just finished the next one, which is from James's PoV! (Yay!) So, remember how I said I hadn't seen Severus in a while? Well, here he is!

Nacho's (continuing in the train of randomness of last chapter, this is what I had for tea tonight!)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Nicholai and Shari. Even though I really like writing from his PoV, I don't own James Potter.

Lily

I had parted from the boys after visiting Remus in the Hospital wing, hoping to get down to breakfast early enough to see Sev. I feel like I haven't seen him in months!

I spotted him roughly in the middle of the Slytherin house table, and made my way to him, cautiously avoiding the other Slytherin's as they gave me glares usually filled with disgust.

"Hi Sev." I said quietly, and he looked up from his seemingly finished breakfast with a smile.

"Morning Lily." He said brightly, for him anyway. He stood up, climbing over the bench so that he was on the same side as me. "Do you want to go for a walk around the grounds? It's a beautiful day." I thought about it for a second, remembering last night's incident, before nodding carefully.

"Sure Sev, that sounds like a wonderful idea." I forced out, before joining him as he started to exit the hall. We made it out to the grounds, and started to walk in a non-specific path, not really caring where we ended up.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in a while. Or Leo." He tacked on the end, and I nodded slowly.

"Yeah." I agreed, remembering how Remus and Leo had told us about the trance our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, professor Maloney, had put us in. I remembered flashes, here and there... All of us, badmouthing half-breeds, even Elaine... that must have really hurt Remus's feelings. "We've both been pretty busy lately, what with all the homework we've been getting." I excused lamely, and he stared at me.

"I've managed to finish my homework in order to spend time with you. What gives Lily, I thought we were supposed to be friends? Even before Leo wormed his way in!" I glared at him, mouth open in shock.

"'Wormed his way in'?!" I yelled, my glare intensifying as he tried to backpedal. "Are you crazy?" I asked, and he shook his head, placing his hands up in order to placate me.

"I didn't mean it like that Lily. I guess I've always just been a little jealous of the way you two interact." I stared at him, my gaze softening. "You two have this amazing connection, and you just...understand each other better, and it makes me feel sort of...left out." He continued, and I smiled at him lightly.

"You're still my best friend." I told him, before hugging him loosely. It was true, he was one of my best friends. It was also true, however, that if I had to choose, I would say Leo is my best friend. Because Sev is right, he does understand me better.

"Thanks Lily." Sev told me quietly as I released him, and I beamed at him, genuinely.

Elaine

Remus, Leo and I sat in the Room of Requirement, researching animagi for the first time in months. They told me everything that had happened during the time we normal students were in Maloney's trance, with the exception of the argument I now remembered having with them. Or, to be specific, with Leo. Because, let's be honest, Remus wasn't really allowed to participate all that much.

I glanced at Remus before nodding towards the door with my head inconspicuously, feeling a tad guilty as he got up to leave.

"I'll go get us some food." He said, and Leo lifted his head, glancing at me before nodding to Remus.

"Have fun." He said quietly, and Remus paused for a second before nodding in return, and exiting. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?" That's one of the good and bad things about Leo. He understands a lot more than he lets on. Of course, he could have realised what I was thinking by the fact that we were in the Room of Requirement, where food could simply appear.

"Leo...I remember everything. The fight...everything." I whispered, and he lowered his eyes to the table. I stood up and walked over to him cautiously, placing a hand on his shoulder almost gingerly. He didn't shrug it off, so I figured he didn't hate me completely.

"I'm so, so sorry." A quiet sob wracked my throat on the second so, and he turned his head slightly, before sliding an arm around my waist, and pulling me into the chair next to his, wrapping the other arm around me as well, ignoring the fact that I was now openly crying into his shirt.

"Relax Ghislaine, stress is slowly killing you." I don't know why he always used that phrase when someone was upset or freaking out, but I knew this was the first time he had used my real name. It sounded nice, when he said it, and it made me not really mind that he had.

"Shut up Leonides." I whispered back, and he chuckled lightly, the rumble echoing through his chest.

"Oooh, feisty Damsel." I smacked him lightly on the arm, resting my head on his shoulder as I sniffled.

"How do I get you to forgive me?" I asked quietly, hoping it was too low for him to hear, but it was truly a foolish sentiment.

"Damsel, I forgave you weeks ago. Hell, I pretty much forgave you straight after it happened." I gave a relieved, breathy chuckle.

"So what, no crying?: I asked quietly, jokingly, not expecting the answer I received.

"There was a little crying." He admitted, and I snapped my head up to stare at him. He looked down at me, not really seeing what was wrong with that statement.

"I made you cry?!" I exclaimed, outraged at myself, trying to stand up before he pulled me back down, running a thumb over my cheek, brushing away the tears I had shed earlier.

"You're crying right now." He retorted, and I frowned at him.

"Yeah, but you didn't make me cry." I tried to get up again, but he pulled me back once more.

"Would it make you feel better if I made you cry?" He asked sarcastically, and I nodded.

"Yes." He stared down at me before laughing.

"Don't ask for tears Elaine, you'll shed enough of them through your life to be sick of them." He told me philosophically, pulling me to his chest, pressing his lips to the top of my head.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I whispered into his shirt, confused, but I knew he had heard me when another chuckle reverberated through his chest and into my body.

"It means I'm going to try my hardest not to make you cry."

(A/N): So, what did you think?

Spoiler Alert: He eventually breaks that promise in the last line.

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