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*Author's note- Hey y'all... I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to update! I promise you won't have to wait that long for an update again! Anyway, I hope you like this chapter... It's a bit shorter than I had anticipated but I enjoyed writing it! Please don't forget to leave a review!! Thanks, PoohBear813

Two weeks later…



“Are you sure it’s alright for us to be in here?”



            Lily looked at James and nodded as they entered the Potions dungeon. “I like to practice potion making from time to time and Professor Slughorn told me I was welcome to use the room as long as I cleaned up after myself… and that it wasn’t in use for lessons and such.”



“Oh, now that’s just not fair,” James said as Lily walked over to the area where potions in progress were kept.



“Well, I asked him if it would be alright,” Lily stated as she picked up a cauldron and placed in on the table James was now standing in front of.



            James scrunched up his nose in disgust as Lily uncovered the cauldron. “What the bloody hell is that?” he asked as he peered into cauldron at the blackish green liquid.



            Lily scowled at him and pushed his face away as she lit a small fire and placed the cauldron over it. “It’s the potion needed to make the spell work.”



“It smells disgusting!”



“Well, it’s not finished yet!” Lily snapped. “There are still ingredients that need to be added and then it has to simmer for two hours.”



“And then it’s finished?” James asked. “I thought it looked more complicated than that.”



            Lily picked up a decent sized box and began pulling out several small boxes and vials of ingredients as she said, “Of course it won’t be finished. Once it’s simmered for the two hours, it has to cool and settle for a week.”



            James picked up a small vial filled with a mother-of-pearl colored liquid. “Amortentia?” he asked in amazement. “You can make Amortentia?”



“Well, it took me several tries to get it right, but yes.”



“Impressive,” James said. “I knew you were good at potions but I had no idea you were this good.”



            Lily’s cheeks turned pink as she began stirring the foul smelling contents of her cauldron. “Thank you.”



“You’re welcome. So, how are we going to know if the potion works?”



            Lily dumped a few things into the cauldron and rolled her eyes. “We test it of course,” she said.



“You expect me to drink that stuff?”



“This potion isn’t meant to be drunk, James,” Lily told him.



“Then how are we going to test it?”



“I’m making just enough for four vials… two for testing, and two for the real thing. Get Remus alone and chuck the vials at the ground near his feet, if the potion works, there will be pink and blue smoke that blends and changes to purple,” she explained. “He should get a bit drowsy but nothing will happen until the incantation is spoken.”



            Just then, Sirius entered. “What in blazes is that smell?”



“That’s Lily’s potion,” James informed him.



“I pity the poor fool who has to drink it,” Sirius said, scrunching his nose. “It smells like vomit.”



            Lily scowled at the both of them as she uncorked the vial of Amortentia and poured it into the cauldron. “Well if one of you would like to take the time to finish this, by all means, please do,” she said.



            Both Sirius and James lifted their hands in defeat as Sirius said, “Whoa, hey, no need to get your knickers in a bunch, I was only saying… Mmm fudge.”



            James laughed. “Amortentia makes you smell fudge?” he asked.



            Sirius grinned broadly. “Yeah, your mum’s fudge actually… and grass after a rain and roses,” he said. “What do you smell?”



“Um, rain, broomstick polish, and… Lily, what’s that flowery stuff you use?”



            Lily looked up at James in confusion, and mild shock. “What flowery stuff?”



“I don’t know… some kind of soap or shampoo maybe? It’s not perfume; I know that, it’s a faint kind of scent.”



            Lily chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before quietly saying, “I use a jasmine scented soap.”



            James looked at Sirius and said, “And jasmine.”



            Sirius let out a soft snigger of laughter and turned to Lily. “And what do you smell, Evans?” he asked.



“Yeah, Evans,” James said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table, “what do you smell?”



            Lily poured another ingredient into the potion and stirred. “I smell the sea, ink, and windblown hair,” she replied, keeping her eyes on the potion, which was now a neon green color.



            Sirius nudged James in the ribs and gave him a playful smirk as he wiggled his eyebrows. “Hey, shouldn’t one of you be watching out for Remus?” Lily asked. “We can’t have him coming in here and finding out about this.”



“Relax,” Sirius scoffed, “I’ve got someone on it.”



“Who?” James and Lily asked in unison.



“Peter.”



            James rolled his eyes. “Sirius, Peter’s going to ruin everything, you toss pot!” he exclaimed, grabbing his school bag and heading to the door. “You know he can’t stand Remus’s questioning!”



            Sirius rolled his eyes. “James, where are you going?”



“I’m going to find Remus to make sure he doesn’t come near here until our lesson,” replied James as he yanked the door open and left the room.



            Sirius stared, open mouthed at the door as it slammed shut and turned to Lily. “What’s with him?” he asked.



            Lily gave him a questioning look. “Don’t look at me, he’s your best mate,” she said.



            Sirius shrugged and said, “So, that doesn’t mean I always know what’s going on in that head of his.”



“And I do?” Lily asked. “Hand me the powdered unicorn horn please.”



            Sirius glanced around at the many ingredients sitting on the table and picked up a small box containing a silvery-white powder. “So, what exactly is this potion supposed to do to him?” he asked, handing Lily the box.



            Lily measured out the appropriate amount as she said, “Well, unless the spell is said after it’s thrown, nothing… except make him a bit drowsy.”



“And, when the spell is said with it?”



            Lily stirred the contents of the cauldron, which was now a deeper green and chewed on her bottom lip quietly for a moment so as to determine that it was the correct color before adding the next ingredient. “Well, the only thing I can be absolutely sure of is that he’ll be transported to wherever his other half is,” she replied.



“And what’s the Amortentia for?”



            Lily sighed and looked at him with annoyance written all over her face. “Amortentia is required in this potion in order for it to work properly,” she told him. “It’s so that he’ll recognize his soul mate… now will you please stop asking me questions so that I can concentrate on this? It’s a very tricky potion, you know.”



“Sorry.”



            Sirius watched quietly as Lily continued to pour ingredients into the mixture and stir. After several minutes, he just couldn’t resist asking, “So… windblown hair huh?”



            Lily looked at him with a bored expression. Her green eyes widened as she noticed the suggestive look in his face. “Oh honestly, you can’t possibly think that has anything to do with James.”



“And who’s to say it doesn’t?” Sirius asked seriously. “James is on his broom fifty percent of his time here at Hogwarts.”



“And so are loads of other students, Sirius,” Lily retorted. “The smell of windblown hair could apply to any number of people at this school… not just James. Anyway, we’re not supposed to be focusing on me, we’re supposed to be focusing on Remus.”



“Alright, alright… but you have to admit, there’s a strong possibility that it is James you fancy,” Sirius said, turning and heading to the door.



“Sirius, wait…”



            Sirius stopped with his hand on the door handle and turned to look at her. “What?”



“If I tell you something, could you promise to keep it a secret?”



 



A week later…



            Remus was sitting in the Great Hall eating lunch and doodling in his notebook. He had never considered himself a great artist but he was decent and liked to draw things he particularly liked. At the moment, he found himself trying to capture the beauty of the soft brown eyes he had been seeing in his dreams.



“Hello, Remus, old friend.”



            Remus looked up from his notebook, barely lifting his head. “Hello, Sirius,” he said, “and to what do I owe the pleasure of your company today?”



“I was wondering if you’d mind helping me with my Transfiguration essay,” Sirius replied.



            Remus lifted his head completely and raised an eyebrow. “You actually expect me to believe that?”



“Well, coming from me, not exactly but I’m hoping you’ll go along with it.”



“If you’re trying to get me to help you and James along with a prank, you’re not going to succeed.”



            Sirius put his hand to his heart and feigned innocence. “I would never do such a thing!” he exclaimed.



            Remus laughed and folded his arms on the table in front of him. “So what do you really want, Sirius?”



“Moony, my dear friend, I want you to just keep talking to me.”



            Remus looked around briefly and noticed that Gertrude was near by. “You’re avoiding Gertrude,” he said flatly.



            Sirius nodded and mimicked Remus’s posture by leaning forward and folding his own arms on the table. “Are you going to sit here and lecture me on love again?” he asked.



“No, but I will say that I don’t think it’s right for you to be avoiding her instead of just telling her you’re not interested in her.”



“Alright, you’ve made your point now let’s move on,” Sirius said with a slight roll of his eyes. “What are you drawing?”



            Remus pulled his notebook closer to him, hiding the page he’d been drawing on and cleared his throat. “Nothing,” he said, “just doodles.”



            Sirius looked at him skeptically and reached for the notebook. Although Remus was quick, Sirius’s hand was quicker and he succeeded in taking the notebook. His eyes widened slightly as he looked over the page and said, “Wow, is this… are these the eyes you’ve been dreaming about?”



“Yes,” Remus replied so softly that, had it not been for Sirius’s excellent hearing, he would not have been heard.



“No wonder you can’t help thinking about them,” Sirius said, “they’re beautiful. Even in black and white; or, gray and white as the case may be.”



            Remus sighed as Sirius handed him back his notebook and stared at the pair of eyes that had been ‘haunting’ him for months. “I just wish I knew who they belonged to,” he stated.



“I’m sure you will soon enough,” Sirius told him.



“With my luck, I highly doubt it.”



            Sirius scoffed and lightly banged his fisted on the table as he said, “You know Remus you really need to get your attitude on love adjusted.”



“I know I do, Sirius, honestly… I just don’t see how that’s possible.”



“I think you need a night out with the guys; that ought to cheer you up,” Sirius said jovially.



            Remus chuckled lightly as he said, “And just how do you propose we do that? We can’t exactly sneak out of the castle; it’s against the rules.”



“Are you forgetting who we are, Moony?”



            Remus raised an eyebrow and shook his head. “As if that would be possible,” he said.



“Well then, come on, one night of rule breaking,” Sirius whispered, “It’ll do you some good to get in a little trouble every now and then.”



“You think so, huh? Well, it is our final year…” Remus said thoughtfully.



“There’s a good lad! We’ll sneak into the kitchens and…”



            Remus shook his head. “I didn’t say I’d sneak out,” he said pointedly, “I’ll settle for staying up all night in the common room though.”



            Sirius rested his chin in his hand with a soft huff and said, “Well, I guess that’s better than nothing… Alright, I’ll tell Prongs and Wormtail.”



            Remus nodded and watched as Sirius stood up and made his way out of the Great Hall. There was something about the way Sirius was acting that gave Remus the impression that he was up to something… Possibly James too, he thought. He wasn’t quite certain what exactly they were up to, but he was going to find out.

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