Lily held her ears shut. "He did what?"
"Locked you in the dungeons. But that is not what I'm being called upon to tell you." Lily uncovered her ears. "What, then?"
Snape handed her a glass of water. "Have you ever heard of elf-nymphs?"
She frowned. "What do you take me for, an idiot? Of course I have."
"Sorry." Snape held up his hands. "There are many idiots in the world." He let his hands sink. "They are the best smiths in the world. And this--" He pulled out the necklace Dumbledore had held a moment before. "This is some of their workmanship. It has several unusual powers, among them the gift of not aging." Snape sounded like a professor and a textbook combined. "I've done lots of studying on this, which happens to be one of the most powerful things they have made."
Lily frowned. "How did it come here?"
Snape regained his usual scowl. "Out in the east, there has been a rumor of a powerful wizard. Among other goals, he seeks to wipe out all of the Muggles and gain immortality. This--well, this necklace would help him immensely."
Lily was puzzled. "And what does all this have to do with me?"
Snape looked astounded. "You mean you don't know?"
"Don't know what?"
"When I dragged you out of that dungeon, this was in your hand."
Lily spilled her water all over her lap. "You unlocked that door? I thought it was Sirius!"
Snape scowled. "That's not a compliment."
Lily tried to clean the water up. "I don't give compliments. I thought it was Sirius."
Snape sighed. "If I can be mistaken for him, then I need to dye my hair orange."
Lily smirked. "Wash it, too, while you're at it."
Snape stood up. "I don't know why I even bothered. I really should have left you down in that dungeon." With which parting remark he left the hospital wing, slamming the door loudly.
Lily raised her eyebrows. "Well, he does need to wash his hair." She sighed loudly, feeling the water soak her nightgown.
Lily caught a nasty cold, and Miss Hilton waited two days before releasing her from the hospital wing. Lily was thankful to leave, as it got very lonely when she had no visitors. There had been no other patients, and the only thing Lily could do when she was alone was sleep. Miss Hilton had asked Eva and Amanda to escort her to Gryffindor Tower, as Lily's legs were a bit shaky from spending all that time in bed. The rest of the Gryffindors were at dinner when they climbed through the portrait hole.
Amanda went first. "Do you want to go straight up to bed? Because I know they'll all want to know what happened, and when you're in the dormitory, at least I think the boys won't come up."
Lily laughed. "What, are you crazy? The last thing I need right now is bed rest."
Eva closed the Fat Lady. "Well, I asked McGonagall, and she refused to let you out of homework. I got everything down for you, if you want to start right now."
Lily groaned. "I totally forgot about homework. Yeah, I guess I'd better."
Halfway through the long essay on the different uses of a bezoar for the Potions master, Professor Cauldwell, the common room door opened. Amanda started to pack up their things as quickly as possible as a few seventh years drifted in, and by the time the noisy, chattering crowd had filled the common room, Amanda, Eva, and Lily had successfully escaped to their dormitory.
Lily finished the essay as fast as she could, hiding in her four-poster. Amanda and Eva had also climbed onto her bed and were doing some Charms homework.
Lily finally put down her roll of parchment and sighed.
"Whew! Glad I'm done with that!" She flopped back onto her pillow and ruffled her hair.
Amanda rolled her eyes. "You'd better be glad that was the only essay we had to do this week. Our Herbology teacher, that Groves, did a lot of practical lessons. One thing we did in his class was learn how to revive wilting plants. Watch." She pulled open the bed hangings and went to her trunk, on top of which there was a tiny wilting flower. "I pinched this from Greenhouse One." She placed the flower on the sheets and pulled out her wand. "Revivisco!" The flower, which had been a messy brown, quickly transformed into an orange blossom with thick, green leaves. It didn't stop there, though. The orange petals started to swell up and soon resembled tiny balloons. They refused to stop increasing in size, and pretty soon, the blossom took up a foot of space at the end of Lily's bed.
They stared at Amanda, who half-grinned. "Oops!"
Lily rolled her eyes and jumped off the bed.
Eva leaned out of the curtains. "Now where are you going?"
Lily had dashed over to her trunk. "Needle." She pulled one out of an embroidered hanging she was working on and ran back to the flower. "I don't know if this will work, but I sure hope so. She took the flower off the bed and held it outside the dormitory, just in case the flower petals contained something gross. Holding her breath, she stabbed at the orange mass with the point.
There was the sound of an explosion. A sort of sweet-smelling nectar fell out of the flower and fell onto the grounds. Lily covered her ears, and in doing so, let go the flower. It fell down onto the lawns, where the rest of it exploded noisily.
Eva sat on the bed, her palms clamped over her ears. "Amanda, you big trouble."
"I am not! I was just practicing for Professor Groves!"
Lily pointed towards the door of the dormitory, which was filled with gaping Gryffindors. "You big trouble."
The next morning at breakfast, Remus was missing. No one seemed to know where he had gone, not even James or Sirius. He hadn't told them anything, but Sirius told Lily that he usually left once a month and came back with odd excuses. "I mean, you can have only so many dead aunts."
When Lily was walking along the corridor to Charms, Snape caught up with her. "Lily! Wait a minute."
Lily whirled around. "Sirius--oh, never mind, it's you. What do you want?"
Snape frowned. "Dumbledore told me you should have this for the time being." He dropped the elf-nymph necklace in her bag and headed inside the Charms classroom.
That night, Lily sat on the window seat to read a letter from her mother. The full moon was shining on the page, so she didn't need a light.
Dear Lily,
I got your last letter. You didn't tell me whether you're coming home for Christmas or not. I hope you do and I hope you don't, as Petunia will go through the roof if she has to take the plants out of you room.
I suppose your father told you about my potion mishaps? Well, we finally got the smoke out of the house, and Petunia has moved back in. Nothing is going on around here,--oh yes, your father wants a description of the Halloween decorations. He heard they're very good. If you can, send a picture. Your father sends his love, although he doesn't want to admit it, and so do I.
Love, Mum
Lily smiled and folded her letter back up. She reached over to her owl and chucked her gently between the ears. Alisande nipped her gently on the finger, then took off for the Owlery. Lily looked after her until she vanished in the hooting tower.
She smiled and slipped down from the window seat, then heard something to make her freeze on the spot. It sounded like two women screaming for help.
Lily ran back to the window, but could see nothing. The screams weren't repeated, and, finally, Lily had to force herself to go to sleep, first making sure to draw the curtains.
The next morning at breakfast, Professor McGonagall was missing, and Dumbledore was calling for attention.
"If I may have you attention, please! Thank you." Lily slipped into her seat as the Great Hall fell silent. "I have several announcements to make. One is that our Professor McGonagall and Miss Hilton have been forced to leave, due to pressing circumstances." He stopped while the Great Hall buzzed confusedly. "But, on the other hand, we have two new teachers to take their places." He gestured towards a witch rather like the old Professor McGonagall, though she didn't have the graying hairs in her black bun. "Minerva, stand up, please." She rose to applause from the school, then sat down quickly. "Professor McGonagall is your new Head of Gryffindor House, as well as your Transfiguration teacher." He looked down at a rather plump witch on his other side. "This is Madam Pomfrey, your new hospital wing nurse. I assure you we are lucky to have found her." Madam Pomfrey stood up to more applause, then sat back down. Dumbledore did not explain further. "Now, I think I have interrupted your breakfast long enough. Dig in!"
Remus showed back up in Charms, with black rings around his eyes. Lily didn't ask where he had been, since he looked dead on his feet. He didn't speak at all that day, and vanished around lunchtime, returning in an hour with an explanation that he had been to see Professor Dumbledore.
In Transfiguration, it turned out that Professor McGonagall was the daughter of their former teacher. She was a bit stricter with her class, but she wasn't a bad teacher, along with being an Animagus. Later, Lily learned that she had assigned two days' worth of detention to Peter, who had accidentally made her erasers start to bang together and give off clouds of dust.
At dinner, James and Peter arrived a bit disappointed. They had sneaked into the hospital wing, trying to find out from Madam Pomfrey why she and Professor McGonagall's daughter had been called in, but Madam Pomfrey, they reported, was a 'twitchy old nut'. She had refused to tell them anything and had threatened to call the headmaster.
The Halloween feast was that evening. According to James, Sirius, and Remus, who had sneaked past the magical barriers set in front of the doors, the Great Hall was decorated with all of the trimmings any student could ever have dreamed up, including several thousand live bats fluttering about the elevated candles.
The banners draped around the Great Hall were surrounded with black and orange trimmings, and the gamekeeper, Hagrid, had cultivated fourteen pumpkins in the shape of bats, which were placed at each end of the House and teachers' tables and the middle of the House tables.
No one was able to work in the common room, on account of the constant explosions of firecrackers, which were undergoing experiments to get back at the Slytherins. Peter had been the butt of a prank Malfoy had played in the hall, involving a set of firecrackers, sparks that refused to go out even when stamped on, an exploding Percoquo Capillatus spell that singed and burned the hair, and a Nail-Growth hex, which caused Peter's nails to grow to a length of three feet, swirly and winding and looking much like curly rotting wood shavings all rolled in one. Peter was in the hospital wing along with Sirius and James, who were still trying to squeeze out information of Madam Pomfrey. So far, they had only succeeded in finding out that they'd get several weeks' worth of detentions of they didn't stop pestering her.
Lily was helping Remus with his Transfiguration homework, which, surprisingly, she had no trouble with, even though a lot of third years did. It involved practicing what the second years had done in class; changing a stuffed killer whale into a small goldfish. Professor McGonagall had recommended that the students let the stuffed figure float in a small bowl of water before performing the charm, in case the goldfish died. Lily was getting rather bored, as this was about the fifth time Remus had her demonstrate, and she was amusing herself by giving the goldfish blue streaks and rainbow-colored fins.
"Remus, for the last time, watch." She flicked her wand lazily. "Transformo Hippurus." The goldfish, gold this time but exhaling soap bubbles encasing red and gold sparks, started to swim to the surface and stick its tongue out at Remus in a clockwork motion. "Next time I'll have it laugh and point at you. C'mon, Remus, this isn't that hard!"
He growled, almost wolf-like. "How is it you can do this and I can't? You're a year below me!"
She smirked. "I'm just a genius. And you still aren't pronouncing this right--it's Transformo Hippurus, stretch the o and the u. You try."
Remus rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the killer whale, now sopping wet, after being in the bowl of water. "Transformo Hippurus!" He watched eagerly as the whale shrank and turned yellow, morphing into an extremely dissatisfied goldfish. "There! See! I did it!"
The fish started to drift to the top. "Remus," Lily murmered exasperatedly, "he hasn't got any gills."
Before Remus could say a word, a roar form the common room told them it was time for the feast. Caught up in the stream of students, Lily and Remus were pushed out of the portrait hole and down the stairway.
The Halloween feast was marvellous, and Dumbledore had the school stand up and applaud the kitchens. Lily noticed that Malfoy and Snape stayed seated. Some of the food had been really imaginative, including a large cake on a platform in the middle of the Great Hall that was a replica of Hogwarts, covered with different shades of black and orange icing. Going back up to the dormitories after the feast, the school was almost too stuffed to move. Professor Zimmermann had performed the Hover charm on several students who refused to budge from the tables. Lily almost joined them, but after one of the bats got into a candle and had a fatal accident involving smoked bat, she, Eva, and Amanda, having had bat remains fall on their plates, desisted from eating any more. They had left the Great Hall early, wanting to avoid the crowds.
Up in Gryffindor Tower, Eva had gone to sleep, while down in the common room, Amanda and Lily were touching up the firecrackers. None of the Slytherins had been attacked, as the experimenters had not done so well and were saving their firecrackers for when they were really harmful, and the piles of firecrackers were strewn about down in the common room.
Lily was having especial fun with a Goldfish Charmed firecracker, which was the spell she had been practicing with Remus. So far, she had added an automatic fish tank in the shape of a crystal ball under the victim, bubbles that spouted "Gryffindor for the Cup!" in red and gold, and fins made of long, flowing tiger lilies. She had duplicated it five times, and was adding an Expurgo Capillatus charm to a firecracker especially designed for Snape; this one would temporarily clean his hair and let it grow a few inches, just so it touched his elbows.
Malfoy had a cracker designated for him, too, and Amanda was touching up the Congestus Acredula Charm, one that James had invented and that caused several birds to come out of the victim's ears, cheeping at him to clean his ears out. It was supposed to be set off every time Malfoy scratched his nose, spelled with a Never-Ending Itch hex.
The whole school was drowsy and sluggish the next morning, unfortunately being a Monday. They were pleasantly awakened, though, by two Slytherins sitting on Lily's goldfish firecrackers and swimming around anxiously in their enlarged crystal glass. James improved on them a bit by enlarging the containers and the fish and causing them to hover over the student body. They hung there for about five minutes before Profesor McGonagall turned them back and gave James detention. This sort of crushed Lily's hope that James would explain to her that evening about the locked dungeon door, which he'd been a bit close about. Remus was looking tired again, having vanished and reappeared again three days before Halloween. He wouldn't answer any questions about where he had been, telling them to mind their own business.
Two days later, Lily managed to corner James in the common roon, just before he went upstairs to his dormitory.
"Hey--in the hospital wing you were going to tell me something about that locked dungeon, then you said you'd tell me later and you never got around to it."
James flinched a bit. "I know--hey, is there anywhere we can sit down? Somewhere quiet, I mean." he added as Lily gestured towards the common room.
She looked at him curiously. "Sure--I've got a letter I want to send to my mom. We can go to the Owlery."
In a few minutes, they were heading up to the messenger-filled tower with a thick letter that included the Halloween feast pictures for Lily's father.
Lily cleared her throat. "So, what did you want to say?"
James looked a bit nervous. "See, I don't know if Snape told you, but--I locked you in there."
Lily nodded, her face a bit hard. "He told me. What else? I mean, why?"
James tripped on a step, going a bit red. "See, I doubt, I mean, I know he didn't tell you this, but I didn't know you were in there. I've got a good reason for closing that door, though..." He trailed off, then picked up his sentence at catching Lily's raised eyebrow and set mouth. "We had a rowdy crowd of ghosts in the castle my first year here. Actually, it was only about the first month, and they took over out former Potions dungeon. We had to move out, and the teachers told up to keep out at all times, since they were--well, very rough. We kept the door shut, and I saw the door open, and I didn't think for a minute you'd gone in there. I slammed it, and ran into a corridor. I didn't hear you come after me, so I went back upstairs. I didn't really mean for that to happen, I really didn't!" James looked at Lily, almost pleading.
She nodded, slowly. "I don't think you did, and I believe you." His pleading face dissolved into a relieved smile, and he half-hugged her.
"Thanks. I was so worried you wouldn't!" He let go, a bit awkwardly.
They had reached the Owlery by this time, and Lily found Alisande almost immediately. James insisted on tying the letter to the owl's leg, and, not all that talkative, they walked back down to the common room together. Lily walked to her dormitory's stairs. "James--goodnight." She smiled a bit.
He smiled back. "You too. See you at breakfast!" Both of them disappeared towards their respective four-posters immediately, a bit shy and silent.
Lily was a bit dissatisfied with her and James' conversation, but kept her opinions to herself as Gryffindor Tower threw itself into a large studying session for the mid-terms. Hardly anyone had time to talk, as Professor McGonagall taught all of the students and she had made the exam extra hard to make up for the easy ones her mother used to give. Just a week before the exams, Professor Sinistra had informed them that she would be testing them on their constellations three days before their regular exams, on the top of the Astronomy Tower at midnight. Professor Cauldwell wasn't giving them an exam; he was rather nice, even though he was the Head of the Slytherin House. He'd only taken ten points away from Gryffindor the last time Sirius had toppled Malfoy into his cauldron, causing Malfoy to emerge with a swelling nose and ears, huge hands clamped over his bulging eyes.
Lily was spending more time with Eva and Vanessa lately. She didn't know why, but every time she came near her old friends, James and Sirius broke off all conversation and started to rummage in their bags or bury themselves in a book. After a few days of that, Lily gave up trying to talk to them, which was made especially easy, since Slytherin had flattened Hufflepuff and Gryffindor beaten Hufflepuff into the ground with not even their ears showing at the last match of the season. James had been surrounded by admirers ever since, and even if he had been speaking to Lily, it would have been hard to get anywhere near him.
Their Defense Against the Dark Arts exam turned out to be a long essay. Professor Varla told them that she'd originally wanted to have them do a traditional obstacle course, but as they had just finished werewolves, they should really have exams on them, and she had not been able to find an available werewolf who didn't care about people staying away from him or being attacked, and they couldn't do this at night, as they were holding their Astronomy lesson the night of the full moon. Lily did really well on the essay; Professor Varla told her privately that she had made one hundred and fifty percent on the exam.
The Astronomy lesson came far too quickly. Lily was trudging up to the tower with Vanessa at five till midnight, wishing she had taken a nap.
Every two students were assigned to a telescope, and Vanessa and Lily moved to one pointing straight at the moon.
Vanessa frowned at her parchment. "So what exactly are we supposed to do here?"
Lily smiled absentmindedly, moving the telescope for a better glimpse of Andromeda. "We're supposed to draw all of the constellations and label them on that sheet." She squinted a bit. "You draw. Put the North Star in the center of that big circle."
Vanessa grinned. "Thanks a bunch for studying so much. I'm really bad at Astronomy."
Positioning the telescope again, Lily frowned. "No problem. Listen, measure two inches away from that dot you drew...I think that's the Big Dipper..."
An hour later, Vanessa and Lily had a completed chart. Vanessa sighed in relief. "Whew! And I thought that werewolf essay was hard!"
Lily giggled. "It wasn't that bad, actually. I--wait a minute." She had turned back to the telescope and was pointing it towards the moon. "We have a full moon tonight."
Vanessa raised her eyebrows. "You just noticed?"
"No...Hand that in to Professor Sinistra. I've got to go to the library." And without a word, she dashed downstairs, leaving Vanessa on the tower with her jaw practically hanging off the tower's railing all the way down into the lake.
The exams passed rather uneventfully, and Lily hadn't revealed to anyone her reason for dashing off madly to the library. She had been spending lots of time with Remus, who was walking around the emptier halls with a scared expression and jumping at every little noise. She hadn't been teasing him as much as she had, and James and Sirius were avoiding both of them a bit. Lily was usually in in the common room with Eva, Vanessa, and Remus, all of them looking through heavy books or just talking. Christmas was coming up, and all of them had written to their parents to ask them to send them presents for their friends, as they weren't allowed inside Hogsmeade.
Two nights before Christmas, Lily and Remus were playing chess in front of the common room fire. Lily was desperately trying to save her queen, which, as she was just learning chess, seemed impossible. The ebony queen was surrounded in a corner by a tower and two bishops, each of them protected and invincible.
"Remus, this situation happens every time. What am I doing wrong?"
Remus moved his knight to guard a bishop. "I'll tell you once you lose. It's actually beatable, but it takes a bit to see the flaw in this strategy."
"Once I lose. Gee, that consoles me." Lily bent over the board. "Remus, what do you want for Christmas? You never told me."
Leaning back into his couch, Remus assumed a thoughtful expression. "Well, if you could get James and Sirius to talk to me again--or at least to find out why they're not talking to me, that might be nice."
Lily scowled. "A real present. C'mon, I already told you I'd like some drawing pencils and several German books. At least you have an idea of what to give me. I don't know what you'd want."
Remus rolled his eyes. "What do you want German books for? English I can halfway understand, but German?"
Lily halted her hand on its way to a pawn. "I like to translate."
Remus looked down at the board. "Did you touch that pawn?"
"No."
"Oh. I thought you did. Anyway, I know what you should give me--I just thought of it." He stopped as a shadow fell over the board. "Oh, hi, James. Want to watch?"
James scowled. "What should she give you? I thought the guy usually supplies the wedding ring." He bent down to the game. "Here. Checkmate." With that, he vanished up his dormitory stairs, leaving a disgruntled Remus behind and a smirking Lily, whose knight had checkmated Remus' king.
"Ha! I won that time. But what on earth was he so mad about?"
Remus frowned. "I don't know. No offense, but the last thing I want to do is marry you. What is wrong with him and Sirius lately?�
Lily woke up on Christmas morning with a heavy weight on her feet. Groggily opening her eyes, she blinked towards a large pile on the end of her bed. She sat up in bed and immediately was thrown back onto her pillow by a flying pillow launched at her head, aimed from Vanessa's bed.
"Get up! Presents!"
Lily grinned and crawled out of the sheets. She went to the window, looking out on the castle grounds. "Look; it's snowing!"
By now Eva and Amanda were up, too. "Who cares? Oh, look, I think this one's from my mom. Wonder what this one is." Amanda had spotted a lumpy package with a gold card and reached for it. "Fizzing Whizbees! See what you have, Lily."
Lily jumped onto her bed, pulling her slippers onto her cold feet. Wrapping herself in a blanket, she turned over her presents.
"Mom sent me something...several somethings...oh look, wasn't that nice. Eva, look!" She held up a package of books. "Hebrew and German!"
Eva rolled her eyes. "I will never understand you and your insane desire for books." She buried her hands in a bag full of Chocolate Frogs and threw them to the whole dormitory. "Catch!"
Lily slowly worked her way through her pile, revealing, among other things, several bags of colored ink, pictures of her room at home, bags and bags of candy, several Owl Treats, and a book full of hexes from her father, who had fallen in love with the Flourish and Blotts bookshop in Diagon Alley.
Finally, at the bottom of the pile, she came across gifts from Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter. Peter's she opened first. Raising her eyebrows at the Sugar Quill, she moved on to Remus'. She smiled when she opened it. A scarlet scarf had fallen out, with a golden lion on the front. Remus had attached a note.
I thought you might want something to wear to the Gryffindor Quidditch matches, since you don't have anything red.
Thanks for everything,
Remus
Lily smiled. "You're welcome." she whispered.
Next came Sirius'. He had sent her a book of all of James' hexes, all compiled and handwritten. "Wow." Lily grinned. "This was a bit of a suicidal gift, Sirius."
Lily picked up James' present. Slowly, she slit open the card.
The small envelope was regular parchment with "To Lily" written on it in burgundy ink. Carefully, almost as if expecting the small pieces of parchment to explode in her face, Lily took the letter out of the envelope, unfolded it, and read:
Dear Lily,
I'm sorry about being really cold to you. I guess I just thought you were getting really close to Remus and pulling both yourself and him away from us, so both Sirius and I wanted to prevent that.
But last night Remus asked to talk to Sirius and me, and he told us everything. About how you had figured out he was a werewolf on the Astronomy exam night, didn't tell anyone, and didn't avoid him, either, and about how you had to put up with me and Sirius'--well, I'd rather not say what I think, but I know what you must think of us now.
I guess the only thing for me is to say that I'm sorry. I was a bit jealous of the time you were spending together, I mean, not boyfriend/girlfriend jealous, just mad that you weren't around anymore. You're a great friend and I hope I didn't spoil your first year here.
Oh, and by the way, if one of your presents is a single yellow rose, tell me. If it's there, it'll come without a card. I think you'll get a laugh out of it.
Thy humble servant who deserves to be crushed into dust at thy feet and then attacked by all sorts of magical creatures (they'll be easy to find, won't they? I mean, we've got the werewolf...),
--James
Lily nodded slowly as she folded the letter back up. So Remus had told his friends. She was surprised, but a bit relieved at the same time. He had been so afraid that everyone would shun him and try to get him thrown out after they found out that not only was he a werewolf, but he had attacked their former Transfiguration teacher and hospital nurse as they took him down to the Whomping Willow on the grounds, which had a passageway underneath it that led to the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade, where he transformed. It had taken all of Remus' courage to tell Lily that part. One night in the common room, he had told her that the room where she had been shut in underground was where he had stayed every month before the Whomping Willow was fully grown and could be used as a doorward to the passageway. The Shrieking Shack was haunted only by him, as he had to bite and claw himself, there being no humans around.
Lily picked up James' present, glad that he was speaking to her again, kindly.
The present was in gold wrapping paper, thin and crinkly. Lily unwrapped it quickly, trying not to tear the paper. She smiled as a tiny figure fell onto her bed.
"James, he's adorable!" The tiny werewolf held a sign in his mouth, whimpering a bit, with sad eyes. The words on the sign were in burgundy, just like the ink on her letter.
James was a stupid fool. Forgive James.
The bed creaked as Vanessa jumped onto it, right next to her. "Ohhh, who gave that to you?" She gave Lily a knowing look. "Now wasn't that sweet of him?"
Lily shrugged. "I don't know what you mean. He did something stupid and apologized for it in my letter."
Eva came over. "Sure. Is that all he said?"
Lily gulped. Yes, he told me that his best friend was a werewolf and I knew that and was trying to be a good friend to his friend and he got jealous of us for that, so he apologized.
"Yeah, pretty much."
Amanda pointed towards the window. "Look, there!" An owl was flying towards the open glass panes, bearing something wrapped in silver tissue paper. It flew in, dropped the package on Lily's lap, and sped off in the direction of the Owlery.
Lily laughed as a tiny yellow rose came fluttering out.
Puzzled at the package and its spilled contents, all the girls in the dormitory bent over the rose.
"Lily, who sent you that?"
"Was it James or Sirius?"
"You are so lucky."
"I know. If I had either of them I'd be happy, but you have both!"
Lily picked up the present, wondering what this was about. "I don't think it was James. He told me in his letter-well, not really told, but he mentioned something about a yellow rose and that I'd get a laugh out of it. I wonder what he meant?"
Eva started to giggle madly. "What if it's from that rat Peter? I think he likes you." Everyone burst out laughing at Lily's disgusted face, then stopped, frozen, as someone else's voice joined theirs in laughter.
Amanda was the first to speak. "Who was that?"
Vanessa shook her head. "I don't know. It sounded like it came from over there." She gestured towards the space between Lily's trunk and Eva's bed.
Tentatively, the girls moved over to the area Vanessa had indicated. When they were five feet away from the wall, a giant blast of light threw them halfway across the room, making them land painfully on their backs.
Lily raised herself up as she heard muffled laughter speeding across the room and to the dormitory's door.
"And stay out, who or whatever you are!" She frowned. Slamming the door, she glanced at her roommates, each hobbling to the closest bed they could find and plopping themselves down, rubbing aching and throbbing backs. "We'd better get dressed quickly. I hope nothing else is in here."
With much persuading and more Tickling Curses, she managed to push Amanda and Eva off of her bed so she could put her presents away.
Lily put the small werewolf, now on his knees and turning into a human, onto her nightstand, smiling slightly as he clutched her finger and bit it gently, managing to place the sign on her hand. Lily put it back inside its mouth and slipped into her robes, tying her hair back with a kerchief.
Vanessa and Lily preceded Eva and Amanda down to the common room. The other twins with brown hair had gone home for Christmas, so the inmates of the dormitory were finally able to get up without black circles around their eyes. "They can stay home, too, for all I care." had been Amanda's response.
Downstairs, Lily saw James and Remus at the fireplace, talking intently. She headed straight over. "Good morning." Placing herself on a scarlet couch, she arranged herself Indian-style and tapped Remus on the shoulder, who was staring into the flames. "So you told him, Remus?"
"I didn't think I could take much more of this...I mean, I hate to sound like a wimp, but I thought people'd start to attack me if they found out what I did to those teachers...but I wanted to know what my friends would think of me." Remus looked up at Lily. "I guess it was you that made me decide to tell them...I don't know how to say thank you."
Lily smiled. "Don't. I hate being thanked--it makes me nervous because I don't know how to respond."
James regained a mischievous grin. He flung himself at her feet, pulling at the hem of her robes.
"Thank you, kind spirit, thank you so much for inspiring my friend! I beg of you to accept my thanks! And thank you a thousand times for accepting my apology as a remedy against the crime my indifferent person has committed against thy sacred being! I--Ouch!"
