The Walls of the Library

Also known as The One Where Walls Hate James Potter.

Oh, oh, (you know I'm) trouble, trouble, trouble

-I Knew You Were Trouble (remix), Taylor Swift

The library had been there since the very beginning of the school itself.

Rowena built it right away. The walls remember her soft hand, feeling them for the first time. The library floors remember Rowena soft feet, moving along them. The bookshelves remember being built by her the muggle way, with care and love. And the books remember each being placed there, in their own special spot.

But then Rowena let kids in and the memories changed.

The books remember being pulled roughly from their shelves; being thrown and put away in piles, never in the right place. The bookshelves remember being hit by the hard books being just put there. The floors remember being run on and torn and worn out.

And the walls remember hearing everything.

They heard everyone's whispered secrets.

"Tom, I think I'm gay."

"I fancy Nathan."

"I got a T at potions."

"Lucy said that she just got her period."

"My mum's pregnant!"

He heard the teacher's dirt as well.

"Penelope's paper was so bad. I had to give it a T, but it deserved below."

"So then my dream-Severus said to me 'Minnie, I love your heart underwear.' And dream-me was like..."

"No, I think Brandon is my cutest student; I'd go out with him if I wasn't teaching here."

But most of all, the walls heard the yells.

It started unintentionally.

The founders had long since departed Hogwarts and the first cognitively-disabled kid came to Hogwarts.

He couldn't help it; he didn't know any better, but he still did it.

He simply just opened his mouth and screamed.

The wall hated it.

The next time the wall heard a scream was a few years later when someone saw a baby acromantuala. They, of course, didn't know the type of spider; they just flung it outside. But the walls knew and forgave the girl for her scream.

But then, over the years, the screams became more intentional.

When someone got excepted as head auror and she opened the letter in the library.

"Aaah! Yes, yes, yes! I did it! I'm head auror! Aaaaah!"

The wall understood how exciting it was so he let it slide.

But the wall just couldn't take it when James Potter came to school.

James Potter and Sirius Black were sitting at the long table in the back of the library. They were alone because only then had work to make up; they missed Peter and Remus's session due to detention.

Instead of doing their essays, James and Sirius were drumming on the table with their wands.

"Hey," James started. "let's have some fun."

"I'm listening," Sirius said, smirking.

James climbed up onto the table.

"HEY EVERYONE," he shouted at the top of his lungs. Ow, the wall felt. "EVERYONE!" Ow. "LET'S PARTY!" With a wave of his wand, the raven-haired sixth year decorated the library in red and gold and blasting music came from nowhere.

Some, like Lily Evans, got up grumbling and left. But mostly everyone was shouting and the music and the wall's ears ears hurting.
The wall wanted to shout "Stop that right now!" but walls can't talk.

So from that day on the wall hated James Potter.

-fin-

A/N- Thoughts?

For detention, I yelled in the library (so bad)

For quidditch pitch, "Stop that right now!"

For Red and Gally. Teach me the ways of the Troublemakers