I ran after Evans, her long hair streaming behind her, sobbing. "Please Evans, wait!" I clutched at a stitch in my chest.
(Lily Evans)
For a second, I really did feel sorry for him, standing there with wounded eyes and a stitch in his chest. I sobbed some more for the pointlessness of it all. James Potter, was standing there watching me sob uncontrollably, and I had just gotten detention. Just great. Well good job Lily, sob some more, right in front of James Potter. Wait- Since when did I care what James Potter thought? "Listen Lily", he said, "I'm sorry, and I know it's all my fault for getting you in detention, but, please don't cry, it's only your first detention, your record's still clean, and I can't stand to see you cry! He was looking so pathetic that I went and hugged him tightly. I heard a door burst. My face went pale white, well paler then it already is, anyway. My mind was frozen with fear. The 5th years were filling slowly out of the Great Hall. I was frozen against Jame- no Potter. I didn't fully understand anything at the moment, until someone yelled: "Hey look, Evans finally fell in love with James Potter!"
And for the second time that day, I turned and ran, wrestling out of his grip, not noticing the dull CLUINK! That hit the floor, or the fact that blood was oozing out of someone's head. I just ran.
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"Mr. Black and Miss Evans! Explain yourselves! Tell me why neither of you seem to know how or why Mister Potter is currently unconscious in the hospital wing with his head cracked open?!" "Well, neither of us had seen anything, or heard anything, sorry, professor." Black nodded, and I realized that I had lied. In my frenzy to get away, I had knocked him over onto the stone floor. I made a mental note to apoligize to him later. Professor McGonacall was still angry, but continued to talk. "Mr. Binns has kindly reminded me to reschedule your detentions for Saturday and Friday night. Unfortunately, the only time will consequently be at 11:35 PM, which you will be sharing with Mr. Lupin and Mr. Pettigrew, and when he feels better, Mr. Potter." Sirius wasn't able to hide his grin as he asked, "So, um, what are we doing? Oh, um professor."
All five of you will be cleaning Hagrid's hut, and shoveling dragon dung, except for Mr. Potter, because he will be feeling very lightheaded, for his skull has just been cracked. You may go now."