Keep bleeding love

Keep bleeding love.

I was walking down the corridor to Transfiguration, worrying about my not done homework when suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder.

'Lily!' a voice whispered, an apparently disembodied voice, because I was practically alone. The nearest person couldn't whisper loud enough for me to hear.

'Meet me tonight by the lake at midnight.' I glanced around but there was still no-one there.

I spent most of the afternoon not paying attention to the lessons, but instead asking myself whether or not I should go. If I got caught, the consequences could be serious … But if I didn't go, I'd probably regret it forever. I finally decided to go, without telling anyone.

So that evening at 11:45 I went down to the lake, wearing a white dress and wishing I hadn't. It was very visible in the night, even with the white moonlight and it's lake reflection. It wasn't cold, in fact it was nearly summer.

I was at the lake, burying my feet in sand, when I realized no-one was there. I looked at the lake, then all around me and then back at the lake, where I got the shock of my life. Where there had only been fish seconds before stood a grown man who had apparently appeared out of no-where. I hesitated a second before slipping off my shoes and wading slightly into the water.

The man had swum in quite deep, I could only see his back, which had a strong yet pale allure and shone white in the moonlight. His arms were muscular and his hair extremely messy. In one of his hands, the person held a sharp knife.

He turned around and I got the second shock of my life. Standing in the water with an extremely sharp knife was James Potter !

A/N So this was going to be a one-Shot but who cares ? Let me just explain the title is inspired by Leona Lewis's Keep Keep Bleeding ! Don't like that song but ... who cares ? Love and Blood (oO) from Padfoot R.