Who Would Have Thought? - The Marauders

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This is a HP fanfic about the four marauders - James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew - and Lily Evans, and what happened before Voldemort's attack on Godric's Hallow.

There are four parts in this story.
Part One - 1976-77: Their final year at Hogwarts.
Part Two - 1978: James and Lily marry.
Part Three - 1979-80: The Potters settle into their home at Godric's Hallow; Harry is born.
Part Four - 31 October 1981: The attack on Godric's Hallow.

...and so it begins...

PART ONE 1976-1977
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Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs

Sun was shining down on the back of Peter Pettigrew, who was bending down in his mother's garden, poking at a sleeping gnome.
"Peter!" cried his mother's voice. "Peter, come on! We're going to Diagon Alley!"
The gnome opened one sleepy eye and, seeing Peter's finger, bit down on it - hard.
"Aaagh!" yelled Peter, jumping up and swinging the gnome off his finger. He looked down at his finger: it was bleeding slightly.
"Peter?" came Mrs. Pettigrew's voice. She came out of the house. She was a plump woman with short brown cropped hair, stubby legs, and a hard face. "What's the matter, darling?"
"Gnome," muttered Peter, wiping the blood quickly off his finger on his pants.
"Well, if you're ready, dear," replied Mrs. Pettigrew, gesturing to the house. "Come inside and get your cloak on."
"But mum," whined Peter. "It's so warm out."
"I don't care, I don't want you getting soot all over your new robes!" snapped Mrs. Pettigrew, stomping back inside the house. Peter sighed and followed.
He entered the main room of the house. A large kitchen was on one side and a table with two chairs on the other. Next to the table was an empty fireplace, the hearth rug tattered and soot-covered. On the mantel was a small canvas bag. Mrs. Pettigrew reached for the bag. She pulled it down and took a pinch of the powder inside and threw it into the grate. There, a fire roared into life, and crackled merrily. It was not an ordinary fire, however. It was emerald green and was larger than most.
"After you," said Mrs. Pettigrew. Peter stepped into the fire.
"Diagon Alley!" he said loudly. In a whoosh, he was gone.
A second later he toppled out of the grate and onto the hard, cold stone floor of the Leaky Cauldron.
"Ouch!" he said as he hit the ground. He pushed himself upward.
"Hello, Wormtail ol' boy!" said a voice. He looked up.
A handsome boy with messy black hair and brown eyes stood before him. He was smiling down at the sight of Peter.
"James!" gasped Peter. 'Wormtail' was his nickname. James made it up.
James Potter was smart, good-looking, great at Quidditch, funny, a mischievous kid, and was everything girls liked.
"And Padfoot!" it was Sirius Black - a general description of him would make you think he looked like James. Black hair, brown eyes. No, he didn't look like James at all. But he was still just as good-looking, funny, smart, and what a prankster! He and James together had been in more detentions than the rest of the year combined.
"And you cannot forget Moody," said James fairly. Now Peter was standing upright. Another boy was standing next to James. He wasn't as tall as Sirius, but not a short as Peter.
"No," said the boy. He was Remus Lupin, who James and Sirius nicknamed Moony, because he had a terrible curse. A curse that everyone - Muggles included - fear and dread. He was a were-wolf, and therefore at the full-moon took on another form. "No I daresay you can't." He smiled, his hazel eyes crinkling at the edges under his black-brown hair.
"Hey," whispered Sirius suddenly to James. "Prongs, I think Darlene Davis is looking at you." He pointed at a tall, thin girl with curly brown hair. She was indeed looking at James, and she was pretty.
"Whatever," said Prongs - James - simply shrugging. "I've got my eye on Evans."
Remus and Sirius rolled their eyes, and Peter looked anxiously at the ground.
"Come on, Prongs," said Sirius.
"You know she won't go out with you," said Remus.
"That was last year," replied James.
"And the year before," put in Remus.
"And the year before that," added Sirius.
"And - "
"Alright, alright!" said James loudly. "I get the point. But I know this year'll be different."
"Peter!" it was Mrs. Pettigrew. She had been looking for him for five minutes. "There you are, darling! Oh!" she spotted James, Sirius, and Remus. "Hello, boys, how are you? Alright, Peter, dear, you can go around Diagon Alley with them just as long as you go get your money and meet me back here at five o'clock!"
She hurried off to the bar and ordered a sherry. James snickered.
"Shut up," muttered Peter coolly. Sirius raised an eyebrow at him. Peter's gaze met Sirius' eyes and he faltered. He'd always been a little afraid of tall, muscular Sirius.
The four boys wandered out into the small lot behind the Leaky Cauldron. Sirius whipped out his wand and tapped a few bricks with it. They wiggled, then scooted and re-formed, creating an archway large enough for Hagrid, the massive Hogwarts Game Keeper. The twisting lanes of Diagon Alley went out of sight here and there, reappearing in odd places. The shoppers talked happily as they purchased items.
James and Sirius began to walk down the lane, Remus right behind them. Peter wandered a few feet behind, slouching and sulking.
Here and there, they passed and greeted school mates. It wasn't until they saw a gang of giggling girls that Sirius bounded forward and immediately began talking to a blonde haired girl, Nina Santos. The girls stopped giggling and watched Sirius and her talk for a moment or two, then spotted James. A few blushed. One girl, a gorgeous redhead, stepped forward and said, "Stalk much, Potter?"
"Didn't even see you there, Evans!" replied James.
"Oh, yeah right," snapped Lily Evans.
"It's true!" said James, offended. He knew Lily knew he hadn't, but was just trying to mess with him. "I didn't!"
Lily rolled her eyes.
"Let's go," she said to her friends. The blonde tore herself away from Sirius and waved goodbye to him, following Lily and the other girls.
"Tough luck," said Sirius, clapping James on the shoulder. James was a magnet to girls. All girls, but Lily Evans. She seemed to hate James so much.
And she didn't know why.

Quality Quidditch Supplies
Sirius had spotted the blonde again, and pulled his friends into the store she was in. Quality Quidditch Supplies.
"Not like James wouldn’t have made a beeline right here anyways," muttered Remus, grinning. James was a fabulous Chaser for the Gryffindor team. Quality Quidditch Supplies was, of course, his favorite store.
"Oh, shut up, Moony," yawned James, already roaming around the English robes section. He fingered a set, jingled the coins in his pocket, as though counting them with his fingers. He shook his head.
"I’d rather spend it on a decent team," he shrugged at Remus’s quizzical look. Remus also shrugged and went to find Sirius. Peter, who was standing next to James, elbowed Prongs. He cocked his head to the side, gesturing at a girl standing by the window: she was attractive, and her eyes never left Remus' back. James grinned, then bit his lip. He felt his stomach flip. Lily stood a few feet away, back to him, looking at France’s robes. Her red hair was sprayed over her back as she looked up at the blue robes.
"Hey, Evans."
"Ahh!" Lily jumped, screaming slightly. "James – I mean, Potter, don’t do that! What’re you doing here?"
James grinned and leaned against the wall, running his hand through his messy black hair. Lily felt faint.
"Free world, Evans…or, almost," he said. He gestured to a poster outside, that read:
You-Know-Who:
Beware the Death Eaters!
Beware the Dark Lord!​
"So?" snapped Lily. "You don’t have to follow me everywhere, Potter. There’s plenty of other places here in Diagon Alley, but – "
"- you, Elisabeth Evans, have decided that Quality Quidditch Supplies is your favorite store, as well as mine," smiled James.
"It’s not my favorite – listen, Potter, Nina and Black agreed to meet here, I was dragged along!" snarled Lily. "And don’t call me Elisabeth. It’s not even my name!"
"Ah, well. Pity. I would have loved the chance to say we’re more alike than you thought."
"James Potter, I hate you!" cried Lily. "I hate you more than anyone!" She stomped out of the store. Her friends Nina and Ginger glanced from the closed door to James, then followed her. (Nina, though, not without kissing Sirius goodbye.) Sirius, Remus, and Peter caught up with James as he angrily left the shop without another word.
"James!" called Remus as the four began running. "James!"
"James!" cried Peter, stumbling and panting to keep up with the athletic likes of James, Sirius, and Remus.
"Oi, PRONGS!" shouted Sirius, finally catching up with his best friend. He grabbed his shoulder and roughly turned him around, glaring angrily into his face. "Prongs – what in the name of Merlin was that about?"
"Nothing," snarled James, twisting angrily around and hurrying back up the road. "Just, shut up, Sirius, don’t talk – "
"Don’t tell me to shut up, James!" said Sirius shoving James to the ground from behind. "I know something’s wrong. You’re angry, Evan’s was angry…what’s wrong?"
"Sirius, just…don’t talk to me right now, OK?"
"James – " Remus was at his other side, panting. "James, what’s wrong?"
"I said – don’t TALK TO ME!" James whipped out his wand and angrily roared "Expelliarmus!" Red light flashed out, sending Remus and Sirius flying into carts. People screamed and owl feed went everywhere. James glared at his two friends as Peter stared open-mouthed at everything around him. Sirius and Remus struggled to their feet.
"James – Potter!" snarled Sirius, shaking him. "We’re – going – home." Peter hurried to catch up as James, Sirius, and Remus stalked off.
 
dankee, carzy-warzy. I shall post more!!

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Godric’s Hollow
The Potter’s home, Godric’s Hollow, was quiet as James and Sirius sat in their room that night. James was reading Quidditch Through the Ages on an armchair; Sirius stared out the window, sprawled on his bed. There were soft footsteps outside the door and Mrs. Potter, a friendly-faced woman, peered in.
"Boys?" she said. "Remus is here to see you."
She was replaced by Remus, who inched into the room, glanced at the two, and then sat on the edge of Sirius’ bed.
"Look, the two of you have been best friends since First Year," he said quietly a few minutes later. "Why are you going to ruin this friendship over one little argument?"
"It’s not that," said James, heaving a great sigh and looking up from his book. "I was…angry. I’m sorry, Sirius."
"Well, would you just tell me what was wrong?" asked Sirius, cocking an eyebrow. "Before I’m forced to send you flying into baskets full of owl nip?"
James set his book on the floor and stood up. "Lily hates me." His voice was…unnaturally, deadly hollow.
"Well, we know that – "
"No, Moony, I mean, really hates me. She said so. It’s just…the way she said it, it really, really said she hates me."
Sirius stood, too, and put his hand on James’s shoulder. "Look, mate, it’s nothing. Just a girl. Just…okay, maybe Lily Evans is not just a girl, but, still. I mean, James, there’s plenty of other girls, give her time."
"I’ve given her three years, Padfoot," said James, bowing his head. "Isn’t that long enough? I’m seventeen, and I’ve had three girlfriends in the past year, but none of them I’ve actually wanted as much as I want Lily."
"We know, James," said Remus quietly. His hoarse voice was nearly drowned by the rain that had begun to pour steadily down the windows. "We know, but you can’t just keep chasing after her. Maybe…maybe it’s fate. Like my…my ‘furry little problem’. Fate, unavoidable, unchangeable, inevitable. But you can work against it."
"No," said James hollowly. "No, it’s not. It’s her choice. You two are right. I should just…give up."
But, he knew in his heart that he would never give up. A small part of him would always want Lily Evans, no matter how hard he tried. He knew, and Sirius Black and Remus Lupin knew, too.

Petunia
Lily stormed through the front door, slamming the rain out behind her. She stomped up the stairs, and was halfway when she heard rushing feet.
"Lily? Lily, darling, what’s wrong?" Mrs. Evans appeared, Mr. Evans at her shoulder.
"Nothing," Lily lied. She hated it, but she didn’t really have a choice. "I’m going up to my room." Her parents, though, didn’t look convinced. "It was just the rain. I’m chilly. Goodnight." She gave a strained smile before rushing up the stairs. She ran down the hall and closed her door gently. She spun around to start weeping when she noticed her older sister, Petunia, sitting on a rickety rocking chair in the corner watching the rain roll down the glass windows.
"Petty, you scared me!" gasped Lily. Her sister turned her thin, horsy face to the door.
"Oh, sorry," she muttered. "I…I didn’t have a good view of the rain, so I came in here. I hope you don’t mind."
"No, no, it’s fine, Petty," Lily assured her. "It’s fine, don’t worry. Stay here as long as you like." Petunia’s eyes narrowed, and Lily realized the hysteria in her voice.
"What happened to you?" Petunia demanded.
"Nothing," Lily lied again. She flopped onto her bed still clothed.
"Lily, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing, Petunia."
Petunia sighed and left the room. Lily stared at the ceiling, turned over, and fell into a slumber of quiet tears.
 
QueenSusanofNarnia said:
dankee, carzy-warzy. I shall post more!!

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Godric’s Hollow
The Potter’s home, Godric’s Hollow, was quiet as James and Sirius sat in their room that night. James was reading Quidditch Through the Ages on an armchair; Sirius stared out the window, sprawled on his bed. There were soft footsteps outside the door and Mrs. Potter, a friendly-faced woman, peered in.
"Boys?" she said. "Remus is here to see you."
She was replaced by Remus, who inched into the room, glanced at the two, and then sat on the edge of Sirius’ bed.
"Look, the two of you have been best friends since First Year," he said quietly a few minutes later. "Why are you going to ruin this friendship over one little argument?"
"It’s not that," said James, heaving a great sigh and looking up from his book. "I was…angry. I’m sorry, Sirius."
"Well, would you just tell me what was wrong?" asked Sirius, cocking an eyebrow. "Before I’m forced to send you flying into baskets full of owl nip?"
James set his book on the floor and stood up. "Lily hates me." His voice was…unnaturally, deadly hollow.
"Well, we know that – "
"No, Moony, I mean, really hates me. She said so. It’s just…the way she said it, it really, really said she hates me."
Sirius stood, too, and put his hand on James’s shoulder. "Look, mate, it’s nothing. Just a girl. Just…okay, maybe Lily Evans is not just a girl, but, still. I mean, James, there’s plenty of other girls, give her time."
"I’ve given her three years, Padfoot," said James, bowing his head. "Isn’t that long enough? I’m seventeen, and I’ve had three girlfriends in the past year, but none of them I’ve actually wanted as much as I want Lily."
"We know, James," said Remus quietly. His hoarse voice was nearly drowned by the rain that had begun to pour steadily down the windows. "We know, but you can’t just keep chasing after her. Maybe…maybe it’s fate. Like my…my ‘furry little problem’. Fate, unavoidable, unchangeable, inevitable. But you can work against it."
"No," said James hollowly. "No, it’s not. It’s her choice. You two are right. I should just…give up."
But, he knew in his heart that he would never give up. A small part of him would always want Lily Evans, no matter how hard he tried. He knew, and Sirius Black and Remus Lupin knew, too.

Petunia
Lily stormed through the front door, slamming the rain out behind her. She stomped up the stairs, and was halfway when she heard rushing feet.
"Lily? Lily, darling, what’s wrong?" Mrs. Evans appeared, Mr. Evans at her shoulder.
"Nothing," Lily lied. She hated it, but she didn’t really have a choice. "I’m going up to my room." Her parents, though, didn’t look convinced. "It was just the rain. I’m chilly. Goodnight." She gave a strained smile before rushing up the stairs. She ran down the hall and closed her door gently. She spun around to start weeping when she noticed her older sister, Petunia, sitting on a rickety rocking chair in the corner watching the rain roll down the glass windows.
"Petty, you scared me!" gasped Lily. Her sister turned her thin, horsy face to the door.
"Oh, sorry," she muttered. "I…I didn’t have a good view of the rain, so I came in here. I hope you don’t mind."
"No, no, it’s fine, Petty," Lily assured her. "It’s fine, don’t worry. Stay here as long as you like." Petunia’s eyes narrowed, and Lily realized the hysteria in her voice.
"What happened to you?" Petunia demanded.
"Nothing," Lily lied again. She flopped onto her bed still clothed.
"Lily, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing, Petunia."
Petunia sighed and left the room. Lily stared at the ceiling, turned over, and fell into a slumber of quiet tears.
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lol thankie carzy!!!

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James threw his bags into a compartment with such force that Sirius jumped.
"Jeez, Prongs," he muttered, sitting back down. "You don’t need to kill the bags – what’d they do to you?" James sat down, too, and was silent as Remus put his bags next to James’ with a bit more dignity. The doors slid shut and the Hogwarts Express began moving forward.
"Did you listen to the Quidditch match last night on the Wireless, Moony?" Sirius asked. "James and I did, thank heaven Mrs. Potter was watering her hydrangeas or we would have missed it."
"Nah, I was helping my sister pack," said Remus, shaking his head. "She’s off to live with her fiancé, Gregory. The fat prig." He scowled. Sirius laughed.
"Well, it was good. Ireland won – again. But then, they were facing Romania, so…" his voice trailed off as the door opened. Nina, the blond friend of Lily, was there, and smiling at Sirius.
"Hey," she said, her voice mystical. Sirius looked up, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, uh, hey, Nina…"
Nina’s face turned sour and contorted with fury. "Oh, shut up, you prat!" She came further into the compartment bent down so her eyes were level with Sirius’s, and slapped him across the face. "Next time I hear you’ve cheated on someone, that’s the least I’ll do."
When she was gone, Sirius groaned. "Ow."
"You cheated on her?" Remus’s eyes were wide with shock. "Padfoot, how could you?"
"Yeah, where’s your decency, man?" James snapped, shoving Sirius’s shoulder.
"Hey, it wasn’t my fault that Darlene Davis is hot," said Sirius, shrugging.
"Well, it’s your fault that you went and made out with Darlene Davis!"
Sirius scowled and went quiet.
"Hey – where’s Peter?" Remus said suddenly an hour later, looking around.
"Dunno," said James, looking up from his Quidditch Through the Ages. "Haven’t seen him yet." Sirius said the same thing.
"Should we look for him?" asked Remus.
"Nah, he’ll be fine."

"James, I really think we should go look with him." Remus was on his feet. It was yet another hour later, and they still hadn’t seen Peter.
"Fine!" said James, throwing down his book. He and Sirius stood and the three strode from the compartment. They glanced in each compartment as they passed, but not one of them held Peter, or anyone who had seen him.
"Maybe we should go back…" Sirius began, but then Remus froze, his face filled with the same rage as Nina’s, only a hundred times worse. Then, he pelted forward, wand out, into a compartment at the very end of the train.
"MOONY!" Sirius and James yelled together, then darted after him.
Remus was in the doorway, yelling.
"…how could you?" He was pointing his wand at Peter, who sat amid a group of familiar faces.
But, they were not faces Remus, James, and Sirius wanted to see Peter sitting with.
Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Black, and Severus Snape were all Slytherins. Rabastan was big and ugly; Snape was shallow, with pockmarked, yellow skin behind curtains of oily black hair and a hooked nose; but the Black girl, she different. All would make a boy look twice if not for the Slytherin badges pinned to their robes. Narcissa had long, pale blond hair, with quick, green eyes and paper-white skin. But for the look of disgust wrinkling her perfect nose, she was a goddess.
"What’re you doing in here, Peter?" James growled. Peter looked frightened from his seat, squashed behind Rabastan’s thick body.
"I’m not doing anything, he dragged me – " Peter squeaked, pointing at Rabastan.
"Shut up!" Remus yelled, wand quivering. "Just, shut up and get out of there." James and Sirius later agreed: they never had seen Lupin that angry ever before, and never again did they.
"Come on, Remus, just, leave the bugging prat," said James quietly, eyes never leaving Peter, who winced when he realized what emotion filled James’s face. Hurt.
"Hey!" a voice cried. Narcissa’s eyes grew small and her fingers twitched toward her wand. Snape lay a hand on hers as she began to rise.
"Hey!" the voice called again. Lily Evans appeared then, her face curious. She blushed and looked away when her eyes met James’s, and he, too, turned.
"Listen, I’m Head Girl, and if anyone’s trying to hex someone, or something," she said, her eyes on Remus’ wand. "Then, have fun in detention." She slipped past Sirius to Remus’ side. She whispered, "Lower it, Remus…do it, please." She touched his hand, looked up into his face, and repeated the request. Remus gazed at her, then lowered the wand slowly. James’ face hardened when he realized who Remus was looking at that way. James never felt like this, had never been this angry with Lupin. The prig! How could he look at Lily like that? How could he?
James reached for his wand…
…how dare he…
….he knew…and yet….
"EXPELIARM – " James began to bellow.
"PROTEGO!" It wasn’t Remus who yelled it, blocking James’ spell. It was Lily.
"EVANS!" James roared. "What the – what on Earth is your problem?"
"You were about to hex Remus!" Lily cried coldly. "Your best friend."
"And so you defend him, the ignorant prat!"
"Since when have I been an ignorant prat in your eyes, Potter?" Remus demanded angrily.
"Since you started liking Lily!"
The words were out of his mouth before he knew it. James himself was shocked. And, then, Remus did something that stunned everyone. He burst out laughing. He couldn’t stop, he fell to the ground, laughing harder than anyone had ever seen him.
Sirius grabbed Remus’ collar and pulled him away from the Slytherins; James followed, and Lily motioned for Peter to come with her. She made sure he went in front of James before grabbing James' hand. He turned around.
"What, Lily?" he said sourly. "Come to yell at me again? I thought you hated me."
"Things," she said slowly and calmly. "Things…change, James."
James opened his mouth, and then closed it. "Since when’ve you called me ‘James’?"
Lily shrugged. "I dunno. Since when’ve you called me ‘Lily’?" Then, both of them realized that they were still holding hands. Lily wriggled her hand free, ran it through her hair, and bit her lip.
"Touche, then. Listen, Lily," James began. Lily looked up at him.
"James," she said slowly. "James, I have to tell you something. OK?"
He nodded.
"When I said I hated you, I didn’t mean it. I really, really, really didn’t mean it, James Potter. I said it because I was…angry. Nina always got every guy she wanted, and…my best friend had your best friend…well, until this morning, at least. Well…I wanted that."
James couldn’t believe his ears. He was stunned. The train lurched forward again, the lights above their heads flickering.
"What?"
"James – I…ever since you first asked me out, I’ve always wanted to say…James, I always wanted to say yes!"
"Why didn’t you?" James asked, shocked. "I mean…you could have, and all those other times, all these years we could have –"
Tears trickled down Lily’s cheeks. "That’s the thing, James…I knew that if we got together then, we may not be together now."
"Oh, Lily," James muttered, brushing her tears away with his thumb.
"James…oh, James I’m so sorry," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. James glanced around...
…Sirius, Remus, and Peter were no where to be seen…
And so James kissed her. He kissed her, he kissed her, and he kissed her. And she kissed back. And when their lips parted, James grinned a crooked grin that made Lily go weak in the knees. The lamps flickered again and the train slowed for the final time in Hogsmeade Station. Lily and James both realized that they still needed to change into their robes.
"I’ll meet you on the platform?" Lily suggested.
"I’ll be there," James responded, and they ran in opposite directions to grab their robes.
 
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James threw his bags into a compartment with such force that Sirius jumped.
"Jeez, Prongs," he muttered, sitting back down. "You don’t need to kill the bags – what’d they do to you?" James sat down, too, and was silent as Remus put his bags next to James’ with a bit more dignity. The doors slid shut and the Hogwarts Express began moving forward.
"Did you listen to the Quidditch match last night on the Wireless, Moony?" Sirius asked. "James and I did, thank heaven Mrs. Potter was watering her hydrangeas or we would have missed it."
"Nah, I was helping my sister pack," said Remus, shaking his head. "She’s off to live with her fiancé, Gregory. The fat prig." He scowled. Sirius laughed.
"Well, it was good. Ireland won – again. But then, they were facing Romania, so…" his voice trailed off as the door opened. Nina, the blond friend of Lily, was there, and smiling at Sirius.
"Hey," she said, her voice mystical. Sirius looked up, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, uh, hey, Nina…"
Nina’s face turned sour and contorted with fury. "Oh, shut up, you prat!" She came further into the compartment bent down so her eyes were level with Sirius’s, and slapped him across the face. "Next time I hear you’ve cheated on someone, that’s the least I’ll do."
When she was gone, Sirius groaned. "Ow."
"You cheated on her?" Remus’s eyes were wide with shock. "Padfoot, how could you?"
"Yeah, where’s your decency, man?" James snapped, shoving Sirius’s shoulder.
"Hey, it wasn’t my fault that Darlene Davis is hot," said Sirius, shrugging.
"Well, it’s your fault that you went and made out with Darlene Davis!"
Sirius scowled and went quiet.
"Hey – where’s Peter?" Remus said suddenly an hour later, looking around.
"Dunno," said James, looking up from his Quidditch Through the Ages. "Haven’t seen him yet." Sirius said the same thing.
"Should we look for him?" asked Remus.
"Nah, he’ll be fine."

"James, I really think we should go look with him." Remus was on his feet. It was yet another hour later, and they still hadn’t seen Peter.
"Fine!" said James, throwing down his book. He and Sirius stood and the three strode from the compartment. They glanced in each compartment as they passed, but not one of them held Peter, or anyone who had seen him.
"Maybe we should go back…" Sirius began, but then Remus froze, his face filled with the same rage as Nina’s, only a hundred times worse. Then, he pelted forward, wand out, into a compartment at the very end of the train.
"MOONY!" Sirius and James yelled together, then darted after him.
Remus was in the doorway, yelling.
"…how could you?" He was pointing his wand at Peter, who sat amid a group of familiar faces.
But, they were not faces Remus, James, and Sirius wanted to see Peter sitting with.
Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Black, and Severus Snape were all Slytherins. Rabastan was big and ugly; Snape was shallow, with pockmarked, yellow skin behind curtains of oily black hair and a hooked nose; but the Black girl, she different. All would make a boy look twice if not for the Slytherin badges pinned to their robes. Narcissa had long, pale blond hair, with quick, green eyes and paper-white skin. But for the look of disgust wrinkling her perfect nose, she was a goddess.
"What’re you doing in here, Peter?" James growled. Peter looked frightened from his seat, squashed behind Rabastan’s thick body.
"I’m not doing anything, he dragged me – " Peter squeaked, pointing at Rabastan.
"Shut up!" Remus yelled, wand quivering. "Just, shut up and get out of there." James and Sirius later agreed: they never had seen Lupin that angry ever before, and never again did they.
"Come on, Remus, just, leave the bugging prat," said James quietly, eyes never leaving Peter, who winced when he realized what emotion filled James’s face. Hurt.
"Hey!" a voice cried. Narcissa’s eyes grew small and her fingers twitched toward her wand. Snape lay a hand on hers as she began to rise.
"Hey!" the voice called again. Lily Evans appeared then, her face curious. She blushed and looked away when her eyes met James’s, and he, too, turned.
"Listen, I’m Head Girl, and if anyone’s trying to hex someone, or something," she said, her eyes on Remus’ wand. "Then, have fun in detention." She slipped past Sirius to Remus’ side. She whispered, "Lower it, Remus…do it, please." She touched his hand, looked up into his face, and repeated the request. Remus gazed at her, then lowered the wand slowly. James’ face hardened when he realized who Remus was looking at that way. James never felt like this, had never been this angry with Lupin. The prig! How could he look at Lily like that? How could he?
James reached for his wand…
…how dare he…
….he knew…and yet….
"EXPELIARM – " James began to bellow.
"PROTEGO!" It wasn’t Remus who yelled it, blocking James’ spell. It was Lily.
"EVANS!" James roared. "What the – what on Earth is your problem?"
"You were about to hex Remus!" Lily cried coldly. "Your best friend."
"And so you defend him, the ignorant prat!"
"Since when have I been an ignorant prat in your eyes, Potter?" Remus demanded angrily.
"Since you started liking Lily!"
The words were out of his mouth before he knew it. James himself was shocked. And, then, Remus did something that stunned everyone. He burst out laughing. He couldn’t stop, he fell to the ground, laughing harder than anyone had ever seen him.
Sirius grabbed Remus’ collar and pulled him away from the Slytherins; James followed, and Lily motioned for Peter to come with her. She made sure he went in front of James before grabbing James' hand. He turned around.
"What, Lily?" he said sourly. "Come to yell at me again? I thought you hated me."
"Things," she said slowly and calmly. "Things…change, James."
James opened his mouth, and then closed it. "Since when’ve you called me ‘James’?"
Lily shrugged. "I dunno. Since when’ve you called me ‘Lily’?" Then, both of them realized that they were still holding hands. Lily wriggled her hand free, ran it through her hair, and bit her lip.
"Touche, then. Listen, Lily," James began. Lily looked up at him.
"James," she said slowly. "James, I have to tell you something. OK?"
He nodded.
"When I said I hated you, I didn’t mean it. I really, really, really didn’t mean it, James Potter. I said it because I was…angry. Nina always got every guy she wanted, and…my best friend had your best friend…well, until this morning, at least. Well…I wanted that."
James couldn’t believe his ears. He was stunned. The train lurched forward again, the lights above their heads flickering.
"What?"
"James – I…ever since you first asked me out, I’ve always wanted to say…James, I always wanted to say yes!"
"Why didn’t you?" James asked, shocked. "I mean…you could have, and all those other times, all these years we could have –"
Tears trickled down Lily’s cheeks. "That’s the thing, James…I knew that if we got together then, we may not be together now."
"Oh, Lily," James muttered, brushing her tears away with his thumb.
"James…oh, James I’m so sorry," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. James glanced around...
…Sirius, Remus, and Peter were no where to be seen…
And so James kissed her. He kissed her, he kissed her, and he kissed her. And she kissed back. And when their lips parted, James grinned a crooked grin that made Lily go weak in the knees. The lamps flickered again and the train slowed for the final time in Hogsmeade Station. Lily and James both realized that they still needed to change into their robes.
"I’ll meet you on the platform?" Lily suggested.
"I’ll be there," James responded, and they ran in opposite directions to grab their robes.
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The Great Hall
James and Lily met again out on the platform. The rain poured down harder than it had the day before. James threw his cloak on and pulled Lily to his chest, keeping the rain off her. They waited under the light where the four Marauders always met when getting off the train. And, when Sirius, Remus, and Peter jumped down onto the platform, they stood frozen, staring at James and Lily. Then, Sirius grinned and headed forward, put James in a headlock, and ruffled his already messy hair.
"So, maybe James was right, for once," Remus grinned. Lily looked puzzled, so Sirius said, "James told us he’d get you somehow. This year, too."
Then Remus put his hand on James’ shoulder. "And, just for the record, Prongs, I never liked Lily like that…but hey, what guy can’t say he’s not ever glanced twice at Lily Evans?" Lily blushed, but Sirius laughed and said, "True, that is."
"Okay, I forgive you, Moony," said James, smiling.
They walked in the rain; Peter, Remus, Sirius, Lily, and James. Up toward Hogwarts, laughing and joking in the carriage, and, when they entered the Great Hall, Lily didn’t even remove herself from James’ grasp despite the stares they were getting from her friends.
Darlene Davis was not happy. She had had her eye on James Potter. Then, his best friend Sirius Black- while currently dating someone - flirted and made out with her. Then, Sirius' girlfriend at the time hexed Darlene. And, to top it all off, Lily Evans had gotten Potter.
Spectacular.
Ginger and Nina were flabberghasted. Lily? With James? Lily seemed perfectly fine.
It was the wee hours of the morning, but Ginger and Nina were wide awake in the dormitory, discussing in hushed tones this latest piece of juicy gossip.
"Well, she's obviously not drunk," said Ginger. "I mean, Lily Evans goes to church each sunday when she's home, and she doesn't touch a drop!"
"Yeah," agreed Nina. "Anyway, she's Head Girl, so she wouldn't anyway."
"But James is Head Boy, and that doesn't stop him from making his way around with the ladies, getting in trouble, and sneaking Firewhiskey from the kitchens," Ginger pointed out, rethinking. She tucked a lock of frizzy brown hair behind her ear.
"Maybe he's put her under the Imperious Curse!" said Nina quietly.
"No!" cried Ginger. From the bed across the room, Lily stirred slightly. Ginger dropped her voice. "No, he's too good for that. He wouldn't. I'll admit he's a rule-breaker, but that's the extent of his bad-boy rep."
"Just a thought!"
"Yeah, I know, but if anyone hears that, they'll begin to talk..."
 
This is my favorite part. It's divided up into two sections cause it's reallly reallly long. I'll post the second part soon. Promise!!!

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The word got round just as fast as James Potter could fly on a broomstick. Soon, even the first years were buzzing with excitement that their Head Boy and Girl hooked up. But even now - a month into the new term - this new couple was still the hottest topic. Lily smiled slightly at the thought as she gazed out the glass-less windows of the Owlery. The memory of James kissing her and being cuddled up against his warm body until one o'clock in the morning the previous night hung tight to her, keeping out even the foul stentch of owl droppings and rotting mice corpses. The sun dazzeled her eyes, making them an even brighter green than ever.
She didn't even jump when she felt his strong hand wrap around her thin waist. He turned her around and tipped her face up. He grinned that crooked grin and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then, she rested her head on his chest. He'd grown over the summer, even after she had seen him and their little incident. Before the summer, her head reached his shoulder when she stood next to him. Now, it reached only his chest. Which suited her perfectly. Lily was often (even in past years) caught by Ginger or Nina (sometimes even a teacher) watching his muscles ripple under his white oxford shirt. Now, laying her hands on his chest, she could feel how well built the seventeen-year-old was.
"Hello, beautiful," he whispered to her red hair, brushing it with his lips.
"Hello, gorgeous," she laughed.
"You know what they're saying?" he asked, pulling her over to the windowsill. He sat and leaned against the frame.
"Who?"
"Some third years," James said indifferently. "Well, anyway...they're saying..." James pulled Lily onto his knee.
"Saying...?"
"That we've...you know..."
"No!" cried Lily. She was shocked. It wasn't true by any means!
"Yep," said James, nodding. He laughed. "They know it isn't right. Now they do, at least."
"What do you mean, 'now they do'?"
"Nothing," said James quickly, glancing away and he fingered his wand.
"James Potter!" Lily cried. "You didn't! You can't just hex innocent third years!"
"Innocent?" said James. "Hardly, Lily Evans. They were saying we'd...er, well...that we've, you know..."
Lily sighed. She took James' hands and pulled him away from the window, grinning. "Well, let's go see what the rest of the world thinks of us."

And what the rest of the world thought was that the couple were blowing off their Head Boy and Girl duties to make out in the deserted hallways and classrooms. So, maybe it was partly true. They didn't blow off their duties (Lily made sure of that), but they did take a few minutes every-so-often to sit down together and watch the stars.
Another piece of interesting news was that Sirius Black was now hexing anyone who was talking about Lily and James how the third years were.

 
QueenSusanofNarnia said:
This is my favorite part. It's divided up into two sections cause it's reallly reallly long. I'll post the second part soon. Promise!!!

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The word got round just as fast as James Potter could fly on a broomstick. Soon, even the first years were buzzing with excitement that their Head Boy and Girl hooked up. But even now - a month into the new term - this new couple was still the hottest topic. Lily smiled slightly at the thought as she gazed out the glass-less windows of the Owlery. The memory of James kissing her and being cuddled up against his warm body until one o'clock in the morning the previous night hung tight to her, keeping out even the foul stentch of owl droppings and rotting mice corpses. The sun dazzeled her eyes, making them an even brighter green than ever.
She didn't even jump when she felt his strong hand wrap around her thin waist. He turned her around and tipped her face up. He grinned that crooked grin and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then, she rested her head on his chest. He'd grown over the summer, even after she had seen him and their little incident. Before the summer, her head reached his shoulder when she stood next to him. Now, it reached only his chest. Which suited her perfectly. Lily was often (even in past years) caught by Ginger or Nina (sometimes even a teacher) watching his muscles ripple under his white oxford shirt. Now, laying her hands on his chest, she could feel how well built the seventeen-year-old was.
"Hello, beautiful," he whispered to her red hair, brushing it with his lips.
"Hello, gorgeous," she laughed.
"You know what they're saying?" he asked, pulling her over to the windowsill. He sat and leaned against the frame.
"Who?"
"Some third years," James said indifferently. "Well, anyway...they're saying..." James pulled Lily onto his knee.
"Saying...?"
"That we've...you know..."
"No!" cried Lily. She was shocked. It wasn't true by any means!
"Yep," said James, nodding. He laughed. "They know it isn't right. Now they do, at least."
"What do you mean, 'now they do'?"
"Nothing," said James quickly, glancing away and he fingered his wand.
"James Potter!" Lily cried. "You didn't! You can't just hex innocent third years!"
"Innocent?" said James. "Hardly, Lily Evans. They were saying we'd...er, well...that we've, you know..."
Lily sighed. She took James' hands and pulled him away from the window, grinning. "Well, let's go see what the rest of the world thinks of us."

And what the rest of the world thought was that the couple were blowing off their Head Boy and Girl duties to make out in the deserted hallways and classrooms. So, maybe it was partly true. They didn't blow off their duties (Lily made sure of that), but they did take a few minutes every-so-often to sit down together and watch the stars.
Another piece of interesting news was that Sirius Black was now hexing anyone who was talking about Lily and James how the third years were.
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ROFL!! I only got 3 words for this....

WOOT!! GOOOO SIRIUS!!!!!:p
 
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