Potter vs. Evans
by S. L
It had been a very day indeed. It was Saturday, and today had been the first Quidditch match. Lily had had to listen to Potter pout all morning about not being able to play. Somehow he seemed to think this was her fault. Then after much falling down and arguing, he had dragged her to the game, on the condition that they went to the library for an hour afterward.
As usual Lily felt sickened, by the mere idea of flying. It was the reason she hated Quidditch so, she was absolutely terrified of heights. For the most part she didn't mind being in the crowd, so long as she didn't have to watch, and as long as she could sit in the back.
Potter however did not seem to want to sit in the back, but after much scuffling in which Lily felt she was going to fall off the stands a number of times, she gave in. She had spent the next two agonizing hours at the very front, trying to look anywhere, but in front of here, feeling ill the whole time. Being the git he was, Potter didn't even noticed. He got so wrapped up in the game that he didn't even realize how she had changed.
She was sure she was even being nice to him by the end of the game and not snapping back to his provoking comments. Being the prat that he is, Potter found this even more amusing and spent the rest of the day swearing she was falling in love with him. Unfortunately Sirius caught on to this joke and turned the tables on him. Now they both had to listen to the Marauders tease about their wedding. Neither of them were happy about this.
"Library Potter," Lily said once she had regained herself somewhat. Though it had taken several hours to get rid of that dizzying feeling in her stomach. She hated heights.
He protested, trying to pull her towards the direction of the common room. "Oh come on Evans- it's a Saturday!"
Their friends laughed, and Lily swore she heard Sirius mutter something about denial. They were all heading back from a late lunch, the Marauders looking forward to getting to the common room to talk about the match. The last thing Lily wanted to do, was to be reminded of that horrible match.
"If we don't go to the library now, than I'll never go to another Quidditch match." Potter looked doubtful. "We might even find a way to disable the bond..." She said that last part in a singsong voice as she might to a child she was trying to get to go to the doctors.
Potter being the immature git he was, fell for it. His eyes lit up and he ran for the library almost faster than she could keep up. She waved her friends a faint goodbye as she was pulled away.
"Where shall we look then?" Potter said looking about the library as if he'd never seen one before. Lily reminded herself that he probably hadn't.
"Wherever you want, I'm doing homework."
"Homework!" Potter exploded. "How come you get to get your homework out of the way while I have to do all the work for getting us unstuck!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Because Potter, I want to get my work done, you can do whatever the hell you want so long as you leave me alone." She scanned the room. "Oh look there's Severus!"
She took off trying to make her way to her friend, Potter pulled her back. "Are you mad? You want me, to sit at the same table as that!"
"Hullo Lily," Severus said noticing them. He turned to Potter, the small smile he reserved for her gone. It was replaced by his usual sneer. "I heard about your unfortunate incident. Terrible fate to be have to be stuck with that git."
Lily just smiled back and took a seat next to her friend, James in his anger, had forgotten to hold her back. "Isn't it though? Dragging me everywhere. I've been wanting to get here all day."
Severus looked up to where Potter was still standing, he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Probably never been in a library his entire life. Wonder someone like you ever made prefect Potter."
Potter smiled charmingly. "Yes well, they made you prefect didn't they? Guess the standards weren't what they used to be."
Sensing a fight, Lily pulled her attachment down into the seat next to her. "Shut up Potter."
"Me? Why don't you tell him to shut up!"
"Because he's my friend and you're an annoying git."
"How could you possibly call a slimy Slytherin your friend, disgusting Evans, even for you."
"Oh so now you want to insult my friends? Well I was trying to be nice, but..."
"There's nothing wrong with my friends!"
"Not with Remus at least, he's the only right one out of you bunch. Peter's not too bad even if he can be irritating, and Sirius..."
"Sirius? You'd compare Sirius to Snape? That's low Evans, that's really low."
"You're the one who's friends with a half crazed idiot, who has about as many manners as you- which trust me, is really saying something."
"You'd call Sirius an idiot? You friends with that and your calling Sirius the idiot."
"Oh right, Potter I see what you mean. How inconsiderate of me, I really should be calling you the idiot. After all you're probably the one influencing all your little friends."
"So now I'm the idiot?"
"You've always been the idiot in my heart." Lily flashed a smile, she was vaguely aware of Severus in a fit of laughter beside her.
"Listen Evans-" but James never finished his insult. Mistress Heller, the librarian had swung him around. Unfortunately Lily hadn't noticed how loud they were getting, but Heller had. Also the force of the swing was enough to unbalance the two quite easily. In a moment they both lay in a now familiar heap.
Mistress Heller didn't even blink. "No I want you both to listen! I know that you two do not get along and are now- 'connected,'" she spat the word out. "But that does not permit such acts in my library. Especially from you Ms. Evans! I would have expected better!"
Lily hung her head. It was not easy to get on Heller's good side, and it had taken her weeks to do so. Now though, it seemed as if she had been bumped off her scant good list. Heller had a tendency to be quite cruel to those she didn't like. A former Slytherin they said.
"And as for you Potter," she literally spat out his name this time. All over the students she was reprimanding. "You have been banned from this library and it would do well for you to remember that. I don't care what the circumstances are, I'll be taking this up with the headmaster. Now out both of you! I don't want to see you back here ever again Potter. Out now!"
Feeling enraged at her luck and at Potter Lily obediently left her domain, giving Severus a sad smile. One he didn't return, he was glaring icily at Potter, not that she blamed him. The fool was sauntering next to her grinning like an idiot.
"What are you so happy about Potter?" She snapped as soon as they were a safe distance away from Heller's 'Quiet Zone.' "You just got us kicked out of the library."
"Didn't think she'd remember me." The idiot said with his stupid grin. "Sirius and I got kicked out of the library first week of school in our first year. A terrible mishap with the dung bombs. Heller was frightfully upset, but I didn't think she'd remember me!"
Lily just vented her anger with an angry sort of sigh. Potter gave her a funny look. "You know Evans," he said. "You've got quite a temper problem. Are you sure you don't have high blood pressure or something? You might want to get that checked out."
"I assure you," she said through gritted teeth. "That there is nothing wrong with my health Potter, it is merely you whom gets under my skin."
He made a sweeping bow, causing Lily to be jerked down then up again, which did not help her mood. "It's been my pleasure Evans!"
Being connected to Evans, James soon found out, was not as bad as he once would have thought. He'd still rather hex her than look at her, but now they were able to tolerate one another. It was the middle of November, and they had been connected for nearly three weeks now. Not that they had been much fun.
They had spent the first to weeks muttering curses under their breath, and getting into full fledged fights in the halls where they screamed insults at one another. After a few days the teachers ignored them, but chose to shoot dirty looks at their Defense professor for causing the trouble. Neither James not Evans noticed.
Those weeks they had spent neither on the Quidditch field (James wasn't allowed to attend practice, since he couldn't play with some girl connected to him) nor the library. Instead they spent all their free time in the common room. At least there they could spend some time away from one another. James would chat with the Marauders and Evans would talk with her friends. Occasionally they would join as a group together, but rarely.
Then when their friends couldn't take them anymore they retreated to their room where Evans studied and James scribbled down some passable homework. It was a wonder, even to him, that he had made prefect. Especially with never setting foot in the library and doing his homework as half ass as he did it. Perhaps he was just exceptionally good in classes. Whatever it was, it was a mystery to him.
Lastly they would go to bed, Evans staying up far later than him to finish reading a text of some sort. Then they would get into another argument about the light and her studying, before she was forced to go to sleep as well. Nights were the worse. Ever since James and Evans had been connected he had been having this horrible reoccuring dream. Where Voldermort was attacking him, and there was a woman and a baby. He didn't know what it meant, but it frightened him to no end.
He would wake up sweating in terror, only to find Evans in a similar state. He had the most horrible feeling that she was having the very same dream as well. James had caught her one night mutter "Not Harry, please not Harry," over and over again to the dark. Harry was the name of the baby in his dream.
The third week of their connection went much easier. They went through an entire day without one argument. Only one, but it was progress well noted enough by their friends. Remus even went as far as to question when the wedding would be. Sirius made a nasty comment about sharing a room together. After that they began arguing as much as possible around their friends.
Once they returned to their room however they calmed down once more. Evans always had a snide comment, and James always had a retort, but other than that they were used to one another. They were even helping each other on their homework. It was strange, but James hardly noticed it. It just seemed natural.
"Why can't I get this stupid charm right?" He asked throwing down his wand for the hundredth time
Evans sighed in played exasperation, but despite her small complaints, James had found she was really very patient.
"You have to hold it like this," she demonstrated. "Then up and swish... It's not as hard as you make it to be Potter, you're just pronouncing it wrong. It's Accio! You're saying axio!"
He rolled his eyes, but did it her way. Nothing happened.
"Just keep practicing and you'll get it, it's not hard at all really. Accio!" Hogwarts, A History whizzed from her desk to her awaiting hand. James glared at her ruefully.
"Fine, fine, let's just go get something to eat. We've missed dinner."
Looking alarmed Evans checked her watch and moaned. "Now look, we've missed dinner!"
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes again, James just stared. Wasn't that what he just said? "Let's just go nick something from the kitchens."
She looked even more startled than she had before. "Can we do that? I mean, won't we get caught or something?"
"Not if you have the right equipment." He grinned and pulled out his invisibility cloak. Perhaps there would have been a time where he would rather that Evans did not know he had such a thing in his possession. But as they were no closer to finding the counter curse, he suspected Evans would be included on many more nighttime endeavors. Besides. It had been the longest time since the Marauders had pulled a prank and if he had to include his sidekick, so be it.
Her eyes lit up. "An invisibility cloak! No wonder you guys never get caught Potter!"
"Don't get used to it Evans," James snapped with a smile. "This is mine, and don't even think about telling a teacher."
She sneered back, something James thought she had picked up from spending too much time with Snape. "Wouldn't dream of it Potter."
The halls of Hogwarts were as desolate as usual in the cold night hours. James didn't need a light though, he knew his school better than even Dumbledore. Nearly every night for all his days at Hogwarts, him and his friends had stayed up late exploring the place. Until he got chained with Evans.
Not that it was that bad right now. If someone had told him he would have enjoyed being huddled under a cloak with Evans a month ago he would have laughed in their face. He still didn't fancy the idea, but there was still something about the whole situation. Her warm presence didn't feel friendly or sociable like his friends, or affectionate and passionate like his previous girlfriends. Evans was warmer, more comforting. He hadn't felt that way before.
He found himself not liking this new feeling either. He had already made an opinion of Evans and she of him, and he didn't need for it to change. She would always be the stuck up, pain that she was. Her hand brushed his slightly and he shivered at the touch. Why he did not know.
"Are you sure you know where you're going?" She asked oblivious to his thoughts.
He hesitated, his mind still wary. "Erm yeah, just a couple more minutes."
Things were quiet once again as they walked on in silence, then an all too familiar cackle filled the air.
"Oh no Peeves!" James groaned and looked about for a hiding spot. There, to their left was a door that Sirius and him and found just a week ago. He muttered the password, "hearts desire" and slipped through.
Evans was breathing heavily next to him. "I thought you said nothing would happen!" She smacked his arm none to gently.
"Honestly Evans, it's Peeves! It's not like anyone can avoid him. He'll be gone in a second."
How wrong he was. Peeves, it seemed, had decided that the corridor outside their hiding spot was the perfect place to begin his graffiti hall. The two Hogwarts students even had the pleasure of hearing all the delightfully nasty words he was writing about, and his animated conversation with himself about what chaos it would cause.
"Looks like we'll be stuck here for awhile," James said, almost feeling another smack from his rival. It didn't come. Instead Evans seemed to be distracted by something else. She was staring through the invisibility cloak strongly.
"No look at this," She yanked the cloak off to James' dismay and moved forward to the wall opposite where they stood.
The room they were in was nothing special. Just a simple, small, square room. James didn't see what could be so fascinating about that.
Ever persistent Evans though, strode across the room with one hand outstretched, and poor James was forced to follow, tucking his cloak into his pocket as he did so. She didn't stop until both her hands were pressed firmly against the wall. James blinked, she was staring intently at the wall, though he could see nothing there.
He waited a minute for something to happen then opened his mouth to complain, right at the moment that Evans twisted a small knot in the wood. The reaction was instant. Torches sprang from the walls, alighting with a great blaze, illuminating the simple white washed walls transformed. They were now standing in a brightly lit room decorated in the strangest of symbols. That wasn't all. Right in front of Evans and James a mirror had appeared.
It was a beautiful thing with more of the strange lettering on the top. James didn't pay any attention to that, but just stared into the mirror. The mirror itself was a bit dusty and cracked, but he could still see Evans and him standing side by side. His reflection smiled back at him and waved. He was displeased to note that his reflected self stood with one hand wrapped around Evans' waist. Evans' arm was slung casually around his shoulders.
The two students exchanged revolted looks and checked to see that their own arms were at their own sides. They looked back. The two of them had aged slightly, and Evans now held a baby that they both smiled at intently.
This provided to be to much, the two students jumped apart so fast that they pulled on their bonds and toppled to the floor. James sat up, rubbing his head where he had fallen. Something had happened, the lights had gone out and the mirror had disappeared. It was just Evans and him lying on the floor of a dusty and dark room staring at one another through bewildered eyes.
I know this chapter is a little short and it took it's time in coming. I've been a bit behind, but try not to let that bother you! I'm still defiantly writing, though sometimes I'm slow. (Though sometimes I'm fast, so remember that before you give up on me! Not that you would, would you??) As usual thanks so much for reading and include any suggestions or comments in your reviews. Also if you have any really good stories to recommend, please do so. It may take me a while to get to them, but I always love a good story when I've the time. Thanks!!!
~Milkyweed
~sassinak
~betina
~whatever (too bad, they are)
~Evil*Fairy
~Midnight Owl (I really like your name by the way, it just sounds nice)
~Scarlett*Eyes
~Satans Little Princess
~Serena's Bunny
~Tsunami
~Lee
~Beauty Full (I'm sorry about your story too, I haven't got around to reading it, but I will!!)
~Elena
~The-Fifth-Marauder (I want to get to your story, it sounds good, but I haven't had the time yet SORRY, I will soon though!!!)
~parselmouth Majere
~BabBlGrl
~Kala Phoenix
~Orange
THANKS!!
by S. L
It had been a very day indeed. It was Saturday, and today had been the first Quidditch match. Lily had had to listen to Potter pout all morning about not being able to play. Somehow he seemed to think this was her fault. Then after much falling down and arguing, he had dragged her to the game, on the condition that they went to the library for an hour afterward.
As usual Lily felt sickened, by the mere idea of flying. It was the reason she hated Quidditch so, she was absolutely terrified of heights. For the most part she didn't mind being in the crowd, so long as she didn't have to watch, and as long as she could sit in the back.
Potter however did not seem to want to sit in the back, but after much scuffling in which Lily felt she was going to fall off the stands a number of times, she gave in. She had spent the next two agonizing hours at the very front, trying to look anywhere, but in front of here, feeling ill the whole time. Being the git he was, Potter didn't even noticed. He got so wrapped up in the game that he didn't even realize how she had changed.
She was sure she was even being nice to him by the end of the game and not snapping back to his provoking comments. Being the prat that he is, Potter found this even more amusing and spent the rest of the day swearing she was falling in love with him. Unfortunately Sirius caught on to this joke and turned the tables on him. Now they both had to listen to the Marauders tease about their wedding. Neither of them were happy about this.
"Library Potter," Lily said once she had regained herself somewhat. Though it had taken several hours to get rid of that dizzying feeling in her stomach. She hated heights.
He protested, trying to pull her towards the direction of the common room. "Oh come on Evans- it's a Saturday!"
Their friends laughed, and Lily swore she heard Sirius mutter something about denial. They were all heading back from a late lunch, the Marauders looking forward to getting to the common room to talk about the match. The last thing Lily wanted to do, was to be reminded of that horrible match.
"If we don't go to the library now, than I'll never go to another Quidditch match." Potter looked doubtful. "We might even find a way to disable the bond..." She said that last part in a singsong voice as she might to a child she was trying to get to go to the doctors.
Potter being the immature git he was, fell for it. His eyes lit up and he ran for the library almost faster than she could keep up. She waved her friends a faint goodbye as she was pulled away.
"Where shall we look then?" Potter said looking about the library as if he'd never seen one before. Lily reminded herself that he probably hadn't.
"Wherever you want, I'm doing homework."
"Homework!" Potter exploded. "How come you get to get your homework out of the way while I have to do all the work for getting us unstuck!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Because Potter, I want to get my work done, you can do whatever the hell you want so long as you leave me alone." She scanned the room. "Oh look there's Severus!"
She took off trying to make her way to her friend, Potter pulled her back. "Are you mad? You want me, to sit at the same table as that!"
"Hullo Lily," Severus said noticing them. He turned to Potter, the small smile he reserved for her gone. It was replaced by his usual sneer. "I heard about your unfortunate incident. Terrible fate to be have to be stuck with that git."
Lily just smiled back and took a seat next to her friend, James in his anger, had forgotten to hold her back. "Isn't it though? Dragging me everywhere. I've been wanting to get here all day."
Severus looked up to where Potter was still standing, he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Probably never been in a library his entire life. Wonder someone like you ever made prefect Potter."
Potter smiled charmingly. "Yes well, they made you prefect didn't they? Guess the standards weren't what they used to be."
Sensing a fight, Lily pulled her attachment down into the seat next to her. "Shut up Potter."
"Me? Why don't you tell him to shut up!"
"Because he's my friend and you're an annoying git."
"How could you possibly call a slimy Slytherin your friend, disgusting Evans, even for you."
"Oh so now you want to insult my friends? Well I was trying to be nice, but..."
"There's nothing wrong with my friends!"
"Not with Remus at least, he's the only right one out of you bunch. Peter's not too bad even if he can be irritating, and Sirius..."
"Sirius? You'd compare Sirius to Snape? That's low Evans, that's really low."
"You're the one who's friends with a half crazed idiot, who has about as many manners as you- which trust me, is really saying something."
"You'd call Sirius an idiot? You friends with that and your calling Sirius the idiot."
"Oh right, Potter I see what you mean. How inconsiderate of me, I really should be calling you the idiot. After all you're probably the one influencing all your little friends."
"So now I'm the idiot?"
"You've always been the idiot in my heart." Lily flashed a smile, she was vaguely aware of Severus in a fit of laughter beside her.
"Listen Evans-" but James never finished his insult. Mistress Heller, the librarian had swung him around. Unfortunately Lily hadn't noticed how loud they were getting, but Heller had. Also the force of the swing was enough to unbalance the two quite easily. In a moment they both lay in a now familiar heap.
Mistress Heller didn't even blink. "No I want you both to listen! I know that you two do not get along and are now- 'connected,'" she spat the word out. "But that does not permit such acts in my library. Especially from you Ms. Evans! I would have expected better!"
Lily hung her head. It was not easy to get on Heller's good side, and it had taken her weeks to do so. Now though, it seemed as if she had been bumped off her scant good list. Heller had a tendency to be quite cruel to those she didn't like. A former Slytherin they said.
"And as for you Potter," she literally spat out his name this time. All over the students she was reprimanding. "You have been banned from this library and it would do well for you to remember that. I don't care what the circumstances are, I'll be taking this up with the headmaster. Now out both of you! I don't want to see you back here ever again Potter. Out now!"
Feeling enraged at her luck and at Potter Lily obediently left her domain, giving Severus a sad smile. One he didn't return, he was glaring icily at Potter, not that she blamed him. The fool was sauntering next to her grinning like an idiot.
"What are you so happy about Potter?" She snapped as soon as they were a safe distance away from Heller's 'Quiet Zone.' "You just got us kicked out of the library."
"Didn't think she'd remember me." The idiot said with his stupid grin. "Sirius and I got kicked out of the library first week of school in our first year. A terrible mishap with the dung bombs. Heller was frightfully upset, but I didn't think she'd remember me!"
Lily just vented her anger with an angry sort of sigh. Potter gave her a funny look. "You know Evans," he said. "You've got quite a temper problem. Are you sure you don't have high blood pressure or something? You might want to get that checked out."
"I assure you," she said through gritted teeth. "That there is nothing wrong with my health Potter, it is merely you whom gets under my skin."
He made a sweeping bow, causing Lily to be jerked down then up again, which did not help her mood. "It's been my pleasure Evans!"
Being connected to Evans, James soon found out, was not as bad as he once would have thought. He'd still rather hex her than look at her, but now they were able to tolerate one another. It was the middle of November, and they had been connected for nearly three weeks now. Not that they had been much fun.
They had spent the first to weeks muttering curses under their breath, and getting into full fledged fights in the halls where they screamed insults at one another. After a few days the teachers ignored them, but chose to shoot dirty looks at their Defense professor for causing the trouble. Neither James not Evans noticed.
Those weeks they had spent neither on the Quidditch field (James wasn't allowed to attend practice, since he couldn't play with some girl connected to him) nor the library. Instead they spent all their free time in the common room. At least there they could spend some time away from one another. James would chat with the Marauders and Evans would talk with her friends. Occasionally they would join as a group together, but rarely.
Then when their friends couldn't take them anymore they retreated to their room where Evans studied and James scribbled down some passable homework. It was a wonder, even to him, that he had made prefect. Especially with never setting foot in the library and doing his homework as half ass as he did it. Perhaps he was just exceptionally good in classes. Whatever it was, it was a mystery to him.
Lastly they would go to bed, Evans staying up far later than him to finish reading a text of some sort. Then they would get into another argument about the light and her studying, before she was forced to go to sleep as well. Nights were the worse. Ever since James and Evans had been connected he had been having this horrible reoccuring dream. Where Voldermort was attacking him, and there was a woman and a baby. He didn't know what it meant, but it frightened him to no end.
He would wake up sweating in terror, only to find Evans in a similar state. He had the most horrible feeling that she was having the very same dream as well. James had caught her one night mutter "Not Harry, please not Harry," over and over again to the dark. Harry was the name of the baby in his dream.
The third week of their connection went much easier. They went through an entire day without one argument. Only one, but it was progress well noted enough by their friends. Remus even went as far as to question when the wedding would be. Sirius made a nasty comment about sharing a room together. After that they began arguing as much as possible around their friends.
Once they returned to their room however they calmed down once more. Evans always had a snide comment, and James always had a retort, but other than that they were used to one another. They were even helping each other on their homework. It was strange, but James hardly noticed it. It just seemed natural.
"Why can't I get this stupid charm right?" He asked throwing down his wand for the hundredth time
Evans sighed in played exasperation, but despite her small complaints, James had found she was really very patient.
"You have to hold it like this," she demonstrated. "Then up and swish... It's not as hard as you make it to be Potter, you're just pronouncing it wrong. It's Accio! You're saying axio!"
He rolled his eyes, but did it her way. Nothing happened.
"Just keep practicing and you'll get it, it's not hard at all really. Accio!" Hogwarts, A History whizzed from her desk to her awaiting hand. James glared at her ruefully.
"Fine, fine, let's just go get something to eat. We've missed dinner."
Looking alarmed Evans checked her watch and moaned. "Now look, we've missed dinner!"
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes again, James just stared. Wasn't that what he just said? "Let's just go nick something from the kitchens."
She looked even more startled than she had before. "Can we do that? I mean, won't we get caught or something?"
"Not if you have the right equipment." He grinned and pulled out his invisibility cloak. Perhaps there would have been a time where he would rather that Evans did not know he had such a thing in his possession. But as they were no closer to finding the counter curse, he suspected Evans would be included on many more nighttime endeavors. Besides. It had been the longest time since the Marauders had pulled a prank and if he had to include his sidekick, so be it.
Her eyes lit up. "An invisibility cloak! No wonder you guys never get caught Potter!"
"Don't get used to it Evans," James snapped with a smile. "This is mine, and don't even think about telling a teacher."
She sneered back, something James thought she had picked up from spending too much time with Snape. "Wouldn't dream of it Potter."
The halls of Hogwarts were as desolate as usual in the cold night hours. James didn't need a light though, he knew his school better than even Dumbledore. Nearly every night for all his days at Hogwarts, him and his friends had stayed up late exploring the place. Until he got chained with Evans.
Not that it was that bad right now. If someone had told him he would have enjoyed being huddled under a cloak with Evans a month ago he would have laughed in their face. He still didn't fancy the idea, but there was still something about the whole situation. Her warm presence didn't feel friendly or sociable like his friends, or affectionate and passionate like his previous girlfriends. Evans was warmer, more comforting. He hadn't felt that way before.
He found himself not liking this new feeling either. He had already made an opinion of Evans and she of him, and he didn't need for it to change. She would always be the stuck up, pain that she was. Her hand brushed his slightly and he shivered at the touch. Why he did not know.
"Are you sure you know where you're going?" She asked oblivious to his thoughts.
He hesitated, his mind still wary. "Erm yeah, just a couple more minutes."
Things were quiet once again as they walked on in silence, then an all too familiar cackle filled the air.
"Oh no Peeves!" James groaned and looked about for a hiding spot. There, to their left was a door that Sirius and him and found just a week ago. He muttered the password, "hearts desire" and slipped through.
Evans was breathing heavily next to him. "I thought you said nothing would happen!" She smacked his arm none to gently.
"Honestly Evans, it's Peeves! It's not like anyone can avoid him. He'll be gone in a second."
How wrong he was. Peeves, it seemed, had decided that the corridor outside their hiding spot was the perfect place to begin his graffiti hall. The two Hogwarts students even had the pleasure of hearing all the delightfully nasty words he was writing about, and his animated conversation with himself about what chaos it would cause.
"Looks like we'll be stuck here for awhile," James said, almost feeling another smack from his rival. It didn't come. Instead Evans seemed to be distracted by something else. She was staring through the invisibility cloak strongly.
"No look at this," She yanked the cloak off to James' dismay and moved forward to the wall opposite where they stood.
The room they were in was nothing special. Just a simple, small, square room. James didn't see what could be so fascinating about that.
Ever persistent Evans though, strode across the room with one hand outstretched, and poor James was forced to follow, tucking his cloak into his pocket as he did so. She didn't stop until both her hands were pressed firmly against the wall. James blinked, she was staring intently at the wall, though he could see nothing there.
He waited a minute for something to happen then opened his mouth to complain, right at the moment that Evans twisted a small knot in the wood. The reaction was instant. Torches sprang from the walls, alighting with a great blaze, illuminating the simple white washed walls transformed. They were now standing in a brightly lit room decorated in the strangest of symbols. That wasn't all. Right in front of Evans and James a mirror had appeared.
It was a beautiful thing with more of the strange lettering on the top. James didn't pay any attention to that, but just stared into the mirror. The mirror itself was a bit dusty and cracked, but he could still see Evans and him standing side by side. His reflection smiled back at him and waved. He was displeased to note that his reflected self stood with one hand wrapped around Evans' waist. Evans' arm was slung casually around his shoulders.
The two students exchanged revolted looks and checked to see that their own arms were at their own sides. They looked back. The two of them had aged slightly, and Evans now held a baby that they both smiled at intently.
This provided to be to much, the two students jumped apart so fast that they pulled on their bonds and toppled to the floor. James sat up, rubbing his head where he had fallen. Something had happened, the lights had gone out and the mirror had disappeared. It was just Evans and him lying on the floor of a dusty and dark room staring at one another through bewildered eyes.
I know this chapter is a little short and it took it's time in coming. I've been a bit behind, but try not to let that bother you! I'm still defiantly writing, though sometimes I'm slow. (Though sometimes I'm fast, so remember that before you give up on me! Not that you would, would you??) As usual thanks so much for reading and include any suggestions or comments in your reviews. Also if you have any really good stories to recommend, please do so. It may take me a while to get to them, but I always love a good story when I've the time. Thanks!!!
~Milkyweed
~sassinak
~betina
~whatever (too bad, they are)
~Evil*Fairy
~Midnight Owl (I really like your name by the way, it just sounds nice)
~Scarlett*Eyes
~Satans Little Princess
~Serena's Bunny
~Tsunami
~Lee
~Beauty Full (I'm sorry about your story too, I haven't got around to reading it, but I will!!)
~Elena
~The-Fifth-Marauder (I want to get to your story, it sounds good, but I haven't had the time yet SORRY, I will soon though!!!)
~parselmouth Majere
~BabBlGrl
~Kala Phoenix
~Orange
THANKS!!