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Chapter 2
The wind rustled through the branches of the trees as James Potter walked down the shore line of the Black Lake. He'd had a long day, and found it calming to just walk by the waters edge.
Sighing he ran a hand through his messy black hair. School had gotten a lot harder this year. What with O.W.L.s coming up and all. Teachers dumped the homework on in loads. If it weren't for quidditch, James might have gone insane.
He was so caught up in his musings that he almost missed the trail of glass leading towards the Forbidden Forest. Just as he was about to head back though a flash of light made him turn. His curiosity peaked as he looked at the scattered pieces of glass.
Following the broken shards, he headed into the forest without thinking. The further he went on the less glass there was. Eventually though, the glass was replaced with scarlet drops of blood. James, becoming more and more wary, continued to follow the sinuous track.
Suddenly the trail stopped. He looked around. There was no hint of what was the cause of the morbid path. He scratched his head. Suddenly, a wand pressed to his neck and rough breathing caused him to stiffen.
"Who are you? Where am I?" A harsh raspy voice croaked into his ear. It was a girls voice. Not very old by the sound of it either.
"Answer me! Where am I!" she pressed the wand harder into his neck.
"The f-forbidden forest. H-Hogwarts." James stuttered. Struggling for breath, the force of her wand making it hard to breath.
"Impossible...How can this be?" the girl muttered. Her grip loosening slightly. James saw his chance and took it. Quickly grabbing her hand and twisting her arm behind him, James turned the tables, pinning her against him.
It was then that he noticed her. She was bleeding everywhere. Her clothing was little more then rags and he could fell her shaking against him. It was wonder the girl could even stand! Much less attack him!
"Let me go!" she shrieked, writhing against his strong arms . He tightened his grip.
"Stop struggling!" he growled out. He pushed her away from him and sent a quick spell at her.
"Stupefy!" she fell backwards into a pile, unconscious.