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'What was that about?' 'I don't know but I'm going to find out.' Dorcas rolled her eyes at me, 'You are so nosy'. 'Curious' I replaced smiling.

What is your secret Remus Lupin?

Gwen was always too impatient and too curious to stay away from secrets, what happens when she bumps into Lupins. Her friend avoids her like she'd just developed symptoms of the Plague. But she can't help it. She wants to know.

Gwen is sick of being the sponge Lily uses to erase her rage from potter. She's sick of not having a date to the winter ball. She's sick of secrets. But she knows Remus Lupin has one, and she wants to know why he's so scared to tell her that he's avoiding her.

Disclaimer ~ Everything you recognise belongs to Queen J. K. Rowling. My OC is Gwen. She's MINE.

This chapter is Brought to you because I have a Maths Exam on Monday and am procrastinating. Here's a slice of my procrastination. Enjoy it. And REVIEW.

Chapter 1: Faithful saint Bernard.

'Hey, you're Gwen, right?' a boys voice said above me. I looked up from my charms homework and saw that it was a Seventh year, a handsome seventh year in fact. He had shaggy auburn hair which matched his dark hazel eyes. Why on earth was this boy talking to me? I wanted to act casual. I smiled and nodded. 'That's me. Sorry, do I know you?'

I knew for a fact that I didn't know this boy, but seeing him run a hand through his hair; I couldn't help but want to change that. He shook his head, 'Probably not. I'm Andrew.' He offered his hand and I shook it once. Could this be it, could this be the person who was going to ask me to the winter ball in only two weeks? I held my breath and watched him.

He smiled almost dazed momentarily before he jumped and took out a book from his bag, 'Oh, cool, well...Professor McGonagall gave me this to give to you. You left it in her classroom apparently.' And he handed me my Transfiguration book. I hadn't realised I'd lost it. Then he smiled and walked off.

I sat there glaring at my transfiguration book for a while. Damn book - Why did things like this have to be the only reason guys wanted to speak to me? And was I ever going to get a stupid date to the winter ball!

You know what I don't even care - I didn't before. But maybe I'd expected at least one boy to ask me, just one. Hell, I might've gone and said no, but just to have been asked. I sighed and frowned. I sound like Dorcas. Yikes. I shook that off. I mean, it's not like any of the other girls in my year have boys running around after them asking them, so it shouldn't matter. Actually, you know what: it doesn't matter. I finished the conclusion of my charms essay with heightened spirits.

'GET LOST POTTER!' Lily shouted as she stormed into the common room. I sighed. Not again.

'But I would love to take you lily-flower, I'm so sorry I asked you wrong, I'll ask again later. I only wanted to see your laugh agai-' James Potter looked wounded and remorseful. He looked like he wanted to kick himself, but as he ran a hand through his hair and pushed his glasses up his nose with a palm of his hand- he tried again, 'Lily-flower, please will you go to the Winter ball with me?'

'I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE BALL WITH YOU!' She screamed right into his face. Then she stomped hard on his foot. Sirius black and a tired ill-looking Remus Lupin flanked him and had bored expressions on their faces. Peter however looked at lily in terror of her rage. Lily did look scary, but he should be used to it by now. I sighed again. We all were, especially me.

Lily stood behind me as potter cupped his wounded foot in his hands trying not to swear. I ignored her; I didn't want to get involved again. Lily was my best friend and I loved her- but recently this was just too much. I never had any peace with her and potter around.

'Lily flower please…' he practically begged. Lily turned around scowled at him.

'NO! N-O! CAN YOU HEAR THAT POTTER?! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT POTTER?! WHY WOULD I WANT TO GO TO THE BALL WITH A COWARDLY, IDIOTIC, STUPID, ARROGANT, BULLYING SLIMEBALL LIKE YOU- I'D SOONER GO WITH THE GIANT SQUID. OR A Dementor!'

I winced as the venom rolled of her tongue into his ears. And I think he heard her. I had never seen James Potter look so heart-broken and demoralised than at that precise moment. He stood frozen.

Lily turned, clearly oblivious, and said to me, 'Gwen, let's go!' she grabbed my work and began to storm up the steps to the girls dorms. I sighed and slid out my chair to stand up.

I looked at James, he was still…broken. Sirius put a hand on his shoulder his face shocked at James' response- normally he laughed it off, raked a hand through his hair and then moved on to his next plan. I caught Sirius' eye and gave them all an apologetic look before following a fuming Lily upstairs.

She was pacing as I pushed open our dorm room door. She'd put my work on my bed, I went over to it and began to spell-check my essay. And then lily ranted, she moaned and stormed. Just like she always did; every single bad word directed at James.

And I tuned out. I tuned out and thought about Andrew again and I sighed. Just as lily screamed out:

'CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT HE ASKED ME TO THE BALL! THE NERVE! I HATE POTTER- HATE HIM! AND DO YOU KNOW HOW HE ASKED ME? I'LL TELL YOU: HE WROTE IT WITH FIREWORKS - FIREWORKS! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GREAT HALL WHERE EVERYBODY COULD SEE! AND THEN ABOUT 10 FIRST YEARS CARRIED BUNDLES OF ROSES DOWN THE TABLE! ROSES! DAMMIT I HATE HIM! STUPID POTTER!'

I felt a flicker of rage and my blood boiled slightly. 'Oh that sounds horrible.' I said coolly-sarcastically. That was so romantic and of course lily was ranting about it. How the hell did she want a boy to ask her? Does she have any idea how bloody much everybody else wants to be admired like that?

Lily didn't notice my tone. 'I KNOW RIGHT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM! WHY DOES HE DO THIS TO ME! AND HE STOOD THERE SO SMUG-LIKE HE ACTUALLY THOUGHT THAT I WAS GOING TO SAY YES; AFTER EVERYTHING!'

I gritted my teeth and shoved my work off my bed. Silently, while lily ranted I went to bed. And her rant became the backing sound to my dreams as I dozed off, my final thought being that she probably wouldn't even notice that her audience wasn't conscious.

So that's chapter One, got a bit Stormy there. REVIEW please! I want to know if I should continue this thing. UPDATE COMING SUPER SOON! promise it'll be here within the week. But only if I get a pretty number of reviews... ;)