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"Ohh, I feel sick."

James tried to sit up in his bed, but a wave of nausea bowled him over. He checked his watch. It read 11:07

"What happened last night?" he asked, rubbing his eye with the heel of his palm.

"You downed about half a bottle of firewhiskey in three gulps," said a voice from the bathroom.

James sat up again and while fighting nausea, put his glasses on. Remus appeared from the bathroom.

"What happened other than that?" James asked angrily. He could have deduced that he had gotten drunk on his own.

"Yes, well, Sirius drank the other half and you two went into a duet about, and I quote, "Prongs, the Walking Coat Rack". I think you scared some of the first years. Then Beverly came in from her detention—"

"When did Beverly get detention?"

"Lily gave her one yesterday. Anyway, once Beverly came in Sirius grabbed her and started kissing her. Then you hexed him and gave him a moustache. I think he quite liked it, though."

"Where is Padfoot, anyway?" James asked. His nausea had subsided a little and he was now using his strength to battle a headache.

Remus jerked his thumb at a lump in the bed beside James'. James could see the lump was moving slightly and snoring softly.

"What happened next?" James asked, not entirely sure he wanted to know.

"Professor McGonagall came in to find out who was making such a racket, and you stole her hair net. By the way, you have detention for a month because of that. Then Lily came in and—,"

"Oh, dear God."

"No, it's not as bad as you think. I suppose she pitied you because she took you upstairs and put you to bed. That didn't sit too well with Beverly, though. But on the bright side, I managed to find and destroy all evidence that incriminates me," Remus finished happily.

"Joy for you," James said darkly.

"I know. Now let's see if we can get Sirius up and them we can go to lunch."

"Ugh."

"And then to the hospital wing."

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Lily sat in on of the overstuffed armchairs by the fire. Despite yesterday's warm, sunny weather, today it was overcast and chilly. She was relieving yesterday's events for the hundredth time and the weather seemed to match her mood

"Hey, you."

Lily turned to face Beverly Scott, who was standing with her hands on her hips, her wand drawn, her expression defiant.

"Hello," Lily said coolly.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Looking out the window."

"Not that! Why are you messing around with James?"

"What?"

"Don't play dumb! Last night you took James upstairs, what were you doing?"

"I was taking him to bed! He was drunk, he had detention, and you seemed too busy with Sirius to do anything!"

"Listen, Evans, you had your chance with James and it didn't work out. I suggest that you step off and let someone else have a go."

Lily stared at Beverly for a moment, before bursting into peals of laughter. Beverly stared at her as if she was crazy.

"I'm sorry," Lily said, wiping the tears from her eyes, "but you're making James sound like a carousel. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to lunch."

James, Remus, and a very haggard looking Sirius had just come down the stairs and had caught the very last part of the conversation. Lily breezed past them on her way to the exit. But suddenly she stopped, and turned around. "Oh, by the way Potter, we have Head Duty tonight," she said, before walking out.

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"This is just wonderful," James said sarcastically, "we're back on a last name basis and we have Head Duty." He looked down at his sandwich angrily and proceeded to stab it with a fork.

"Well don't take it out on your sandwich," Sirius said, snatching the food off of James' plate and placing it gently on his own.

Remus stared at him in amazement. "How can you have such an appetite? Are you even hung over?" he asked him.

"Of cour 'm ung ova," Sirius said around a full mouth of food. He swallowed and finished, "I have a pounding headache and I'm tired."

"Then how can you eat like that?"

"I dunno. Hangovers have never affected my appetite."

"Of course."

"Guys, can we get back to the subject at hand?" James interrupted.

"Sure. So what exactly are you two going to do tonight anyway?" Remus asked.

"I don't really know. Usually we report to Dumbledore's office around 8:30 and then he'll tell us what to do."

"Wait, don't you have detention tonight?" Peter asked.

"You actually said something, Wormtail! I was worried that you had lost your voice," Sirius said. "Yeah, I was wondering that too."

"McGonagall's going to give him off so he can go to the meeting," Remus said matter-of-factly. "What?" he said as he saw everyone staring at him, "She told me last night."

"Damn! Detention was my only hope of getting out of this meeting!"

"Tough luck, Prongs," Sirius said. "Hey, are you going to finish your salad?"

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Meanwhile, Lily and Christi were having a similar conversation in the Owlery.

"I can't believe this!" Lily said frantically while dodging falling owl pellets.

"Believe what?" Christi asked as she searched for her pet barn owl amongst the many others.

"You know, you really are clueless sometimes. I can't believe that out of all the weeks Dumbledore could have picked to give us Head Duty, he picked this one. The one when James and I are having a row!"

"Wait, wait, wait. Are you saying that this fight is only going to last one week?" Christi asked as she tied the letter to her owl.

"Well, no, not exactly. It's usually just that James caves in after a few days and apologizes," Lily said, rubbing her neck uneasily.

"How do you know, you've never had a row before, have you?"

"Yes we have!" Lily said indignantly. "We had one over winter break."

"Over what?"

"James wouldn't wear the sweater I bought him."

Christi looked at Lily as if she was slightly disturbed. "You remind me of my mum, you know that? One time she stopped speaking to my father for two weeks because he said her potatoes were too dry."

"Hey, I'm not like that!"

"So you're saying that this fight isn't petty?"

"Well, I suppose it is sort of insignificant. But he could have been cheating on me for all we know!"

"Yeah, whatever. Hey! Doesn't he have detention tonight?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"Because his detention doesn't start until tomorrow night. Professor McGonagall never gives detention the same night as prefect or Head duty."

"Oh."

"But I'm rather peeved about that. I could have actually gotten out of Head Duty."

"I thought you liked Head Duty," Christi said, walking back towards the exit.

"I used to, but now it's going to seem like torture."

"I'm sorry. But, hey! You're Lily Evans! You can handle anything!"

Lily snorted. "Hardly," she said, walking around a large boulder.

"Hey, don't doubt yourself. Now hurry up, I'm famished."

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James and his friends were just leaving the Great Hall as Lily and Christi entered. The two groups quickly averted eyes and pretended not to notice each other as they passed. Lily headed over to the Slytherin table and Christi followed her. They sat down next to Snape, and tried to ignore the piercing glares of the other Slytherins.

James sprinted around the corner and right into Beverly Scott.

"Hi Jamesy!" she said cheerily. "I've been looking all over for you!"

"Oh, uh, hi Bevy," said James, looking back at his friends. Help me, he mouthed to them.

How? Sirius mouthed back.

James shrugged and let himself be carried away by Beverly. Sirius and the others followed, looking worried.

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A/N: Hello there, readers! I'm back from the dead! And I apologize for the long wait and the crappish chapter. The next on will be better, I promise. Now for my explanation on why I was gone for so long. Um...would you believe that my dog ate my keyboard? No? Didn't think so. Alright, about half of is was some serious writer's block and the other half was laziness. But next time, if I'm taking too long, drop me a line or something, and I'll get right on it. Oh, and I need a beta. My old one quit. Any takers? And remember, virtual cookies to everyone who reviews!