I don't own any of J.K Rowling's characters.
This is a story, with a verse/chorus added in.
It is a story though.
The song is 'Behind Blue Eyes', by Limp Bizkit.
I don't own this song, or pretend I do!
If this sounds out of character, it probably is.
Behind Blue Eyes - Songfic.
Chapter One
James
No one knows what it's like.
To be the bad man.
To be the sad man.
Behind Blue Eyes.
Sirius was in the 5th year boys dorm room, looking out the window, and grinning madly.sss
A robed figure ran out of the castle, which Sirius could see in the moonlight. The figure was running towards the Whomping Wallow.
Sirius started chuckling.
James strolled into the dorm room. "Hey Padfoot. What's up?"
Sirius was now laughing loudly, and more hysterically. He pointed out the window, where the figure was now picking up a long branch.
"Sirius. is that Snape?" James asked uncertainty.
"Yep! He wanted to know where Remus went." Sirius said delightedly. "It serves him right, after all he's done to us. That'll teach the slimy git, eh? Give him a bit of a less-"
"FUCK!!!" James swore and sprinted out of the room, down the stone staircase, across the common room, past the Fat Lady, down 7 flights, past the double oak doors, and across the lawn to get to the Whomping Wallow.
He picked up the branch, and pressed the knot. The hole opened, and James jumped in it. He took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos."
The tip of his wand shone brightly, as James jogged along the passage, until he came across Snape, frozen with fear. The werewolf was advancing on them, licking his chops, smelling the blood.
James reached out and grabbed a handful of Snape's robes. He yanked him behind him. "RUN!" he yelled at Snape. Snape didn't move. He still seemed frozen stiff.
"EXPELLARIUMS!!!" James yelled, pointing his wand at the werewolf. It was knocked back several feet. It seemed momentarily stunned, like Snape, but then shook itself free.
Snape had already started moving. He sprinted along the passageway, not looking behind him.
James followed suit, but he could hear the werewolf on his heels, snarling, dying for a taste of blood.
"ARGH!" James screamed, as the werewolf swiped his leg, blood pouring out of it.
The werewolf could see, hear, and taste the blood on the air. It growled greedily, hungrily. It had been so long since the taste of fresh blood.
James had reached the hole, and jumped out. The werewolf attempted to follow, but the hole closed up, and James could hear as its snout hit the trunk.
James turned around to go to the castle, when something hit him across the head, knocking him off his feet. "Ow!" he cried, getting to his feet, as something whipped across his shoulder. He sprinted out of reach of the Whomping Wallow.
He turned around, to look at the castle. Snape probably ran off to Dumbledore, James thought dully.
He thought he saw the silhouette of Sirius in the Gryffindor Tower. He looked away, angrily. He didn't even want to think of Sirius.
4 robed figures ran out of the castle. "IT WAS HIM!!!!!" Snape screamed, pointing at James.
James supposed that nearly dying did that to a person.
"What happened, Mr Potter?" Dumbledore asked, when the group had reached James.
"Black! Black did it! He told me-" Snape started, but was cut off by Dumbledore's stern glare.
"Is this true, Mr Potter?" Dumbledore asked James, looking him in the eye.
James looked at his feet. Sirius was his best friend, but he had tried to kill someone. He wanted someone dead. If Sirius had waited one more second, Snape would have died. A shiver ran down James's spine. "Yes" he said, still studying his feet.
"Care to explain, Mr Potter?" McGonagall asked sounding disgusted.
"Snape always wanted to know where Remus went, so Sirius told him. Then Sirius told me what he'd done, and I went to get Snape." James's voice was low.
Madame Pomfrey looked sick.
"Is it true, Mr Snape, that you wanted to know where Remus went?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes" a very sulky Snape answered, "But, why is there a werewolf running around the school, for goodness sakes!"
Dumbledore just looked at Snape, his blue eyes blazing fiercely. "He has as much right to go to this school, like any other student. Never talk to anyone about this again. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Then go back to your dormitory. 20 points off Slytherin."
Snape left, in a huff.
"Minerva, kindly get Mr Black and come to my office. Poppy, please go back to the hospital wing, I'll send James there, once we are done in my office." Dumbledore requested.
The woman left to do as they were told, which left Dumbledore and James. Without saying a word, or looking at James, Dumbledore strode off to the castle, following the woman. With one last look at the Whomping Wallow, James followed him.
This is a story, with a verse/chorus added in.
It is a story though.
The song is 'Behind Blue Eyes', by Limp Bizkit.
I don't own this song, or pretend I do!
If this sounds out of character, it probably is.
Behind Blue Eyes - Songfic.
Chapter One
James
No one knows what it's like.
To be the bad man.
To be the sad man.
Behind Blue Eyes.
Sirius was in the 5th year boys dorm room, looking out the window, and grinning madly.sss
A robed figure ran out of the castle, which Sirius could see in the moonlight. The figure was running towards the Whomping Wallow.
Sirius started chuckling.
James strolled into the dorm room. "Hey Padfoot. What's up?"
Sirius was now laughing loudly, and more hysterically. He pointed out the window, where the figure was now picking up a long branch.
"Sirius. is that Snape?" James asked uncertainty.
"Yep! He wanted to know where Remus went." Sirius said delightedly. "It serves him right, after all he's done to us. That'll teach the slimy git, eh? Give him a bit of a less-"
"FUCK!!!" James swore and sprinted out of the room, down the stone staircase, across the common room, past the Fat Lady, down 7 flights, past the double oak doors, and across the lawn to get to the Whomping Wallow.
He picked up the branch, and pressed the knot. The hole opened, and James jumped in it. He took out his wand and muttered, "Lumos."
The tip of his wand shone brightly, as James jogged along the passage, until he came across Snape, frozen with fear. The werewolf was advancing on them, licking his chops, smelling the blood.
James reached out and grabbed a handful of Snape's robes. He yanked him behind him. "RUN!" he yelled at Snape. Snape didn't move. He still seemed frozen stiff.
"EXPELLARIUMS!!!" James yelled, pointing his wand at the werewolf. It was knocked back several feet. It seemed momentarily stunned, like Snape, but then shook itself free.
Snape had already started moving. He sprinted along the passageway, not looking behind him.
James followed suit, but he could hear the werewolf on his heels, snarling, dying for a taste of blood.
"ARGH!" James screamed, as the werewolf swiped his leg, blood pouring out of it.
The werewolf could see, hear, and taste the blood on the air. It growled greedily, hungrily. It had been so long since the taste of fresh blood.
James had reached the hole, and jumped out. The werewolf attempted to follow, but the hole closed up, and James could hear as its snout hit the trunk.
James turned around to go to the castle, when something hit him across the head, knocking him off his feet. "Ow!" he cried, getting to his feet, as something whipped across his shoulder. He sprinted out of reach of the Whomping Wallow.
He turned around, to look at the castle. Snape probably ran off to Dumbledore, James thought dully.
He thought he saw the silhouette of Sirius in the Gryffindor Tower. He looked away, angrily. He didn't even want to think of Sirius.
4 robed figures ran out of the castle. "IT WAS HIM!!!!!" Snape screamed, pointing at James.
James supposed that nearly dying did that to a person.
"What happened, Mr Potter?" Dumbledore asked, when the group had reached James.
"Black! Black did it! He told me-" Snape started, but was cut off by Dumbledore's stern glare.
"Is this true, Mr Potter?" Dumbledore asked James, looking him in the eye.
James looked at his feet. Sirius was his best friend, but he had tried to kill someone. He wanted someone dead. If Sirius had waited one more second, Snape would have died. A shiver ran down James's spine. "Yes" he said, still studying his feet.
"Care to explain, Mr Potter?" McGonagall asked sounding disgusted.
"Snape always wanted to know where Remus went, so Sirius told him. Then Sirius told me what he'd done, and I went to get Snape." James's voice was low.
Madame Pomfrey looked sick.
"Is it true, Mr Snape, that you wanted to know where Remus went?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes" a very sulky Snape answered, "But, why is there a werewolf running around the school, for goodness sakes!"
Dumbledore just looked at Snape, his blue eyes blazing fiercely. "He has as much right to go to this school, like any other student. Never talk to anyone about this again. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Then go back to your dormitory. 20 points off Slytherin."
Snape left, in a huff.
"Minerva, kindly get Mr Black and come to my office. Poppy, please go back to the hospital wing, I'll send James there, once we are done in my office." Dumbledore requested.
The woman left to do as they were told, which left Dumbledore and James. Without saying a word, or looking at James, Dumbledore strode off to the castle, following the woman. With one last look at the Whomping Wallow, James followed him.