Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I do own the dead person, Angellous, the DADA teacher, and others that will come in a while.
Chapter 8 Bloody Night
James flew down and flipped through the pages of the book. He specifically read the family over and over, but had no conclusion as to what was going on. He stared at the names and why there was blood marks on them. Then his sat down in front of the lake and he accidentally dropped it. The book fell on the very last page. It read:
One will die of the Dark Lord; the other will die for love.
One will die from the forgotten and the last will not survive.
As time rolls by, the memories will appear.
And as time rolls by, those will disappear.
Blood will go against
Blood will love again
But in the end, each perish
And in the end, not one will survive.
James stared at the poem engraved, but couldn't process any of it in his mind. He worried wondering what the dark prophecy was. By the looks of the work Black he knew that it was something dark. He didn't at all think of Sirius, hoping that it didn't deal with him. It may have had his family tree, but it still didn't make any sense what so ever. He flew back to his dorm and kept the book under his pillow case thinking that he believed his friends shouldn't know about until they were back to their normal selves. After an hour or two, James finally fell asleep.
The next day, each of the Marauders was groggy. They had to be force to get of bed by McGonagall who entered into the room and sternly glared at each one of them. All she had to do was give them a look and they'd get up quickly.
When it was time for their DADA class, Angel wasn't there. Remus would look out the door every few seconds hoping that Angel would come in, but soon the class ended. Remus ran out before his friends could catch up with him. Remus went to all the places that she had been and the places he knew she liked, but she was no where in sight. He turned around to leave for lunch when he bumped into Snape. "What do you want!?"
"I want you to tell your friends to fuck off." Snape said rather calm.
"You think they'll listen to me? You're off your wonkers." Remus walked past him until Snape asked Remus were Angel was with a rather happy tone.
"What did you do to her!?" Remus turned around with his fists up.
"I wouldn't start another fight with me. It's a sure way to get expelled."
"What are you up to?" Remus said putting his fists down.
"Your girlfriend is…how shall I put this, unable to join us for a few days."
"If you did anything to her…"
"I didn't do anything, I can promise you that. As much as I want to, I am not allowed to touch her." Snape walked beside Remus and whispered in his ear. "She's not who she seems to be. Actually, you might hate her for what she is."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because, I want to be the one who will expose you and your friends. You four are mine to deal with."
"Whatever. Leave me alone." Remus ignored Snape and left back to the common room. "What is he talking about?" Remus thought.
"Hey Remus!" Where'd you go after class? You missed out on lunch too." James said running the room and plopping on the couch.
"I was…walking."
"Hey, umm…can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Sirius is, getting worse." James' sill tone changed to a serious one.
"What do you mean?"
"He's still not eating and he's still passed out. He missed lunch too."
"Maybe he just wants to be alone for a while. You know how he is. You never know what he'll do next. Maybe one day, he'll jump up and start pranking again." Remus said opening a book.
"I sure hope you're right." James walked up to where the bedrooms were and looked at Sirius talking in his sleep again.
Remus closed his book. He knew that Sirius was getting worse. He just didn't want James to worry so much since they are best friends after all. He looked in the fire and kept thinking was Snape was talking about.
The next day, Angel was still absent in class. Remus just stared at her chair wondering were she could be. Then it hit him. He remembered that James saw someone walking to the Forbidden Forest. Remus didn't want to believe that it was Angel walking there, but he was persuaded by what was going on. He and his friends were quiet the whole day. No one had said anything including James. Once more, Peter was out of sight. That night, Remus took out the map from James' trunk and looked at it. James was right, Angel wasn't on the map. He looked down at the window and saw it. It was a hooded person running towards the Forest. Remus looked at the map, but nothing showed up. Remus looked back at his friends then at the hodded figure. He had no choice. He shook James until he woke up.
"Moony, I was dreaming about Evans."
"James Potter! Get out of bed!" Remus yelled.
"What's going on?"
"Get the invisible cloak, we're going to the Forest."
"You saw it didn't you?"
"Yeah I did. Now let's hurry before we lose them. It's not on the map, so we might have a little trouble."
James got out of bed and grabbed the invisible cloak. They both crept out of the school easily with no teacher around them. Finally, they were outside. The person was gone, but they found footprints on the ground. "This may help."
"Remus, what's going on with you?"
"I just had a weird conversation with Snape. That's all." Remus half lied.
"What did he say?"
"Nothing too important."
"Remus, tell me the truth."
"That is the truth."
"This is about Angel isn't it? You're starting to think I'm right."
"Maybe. But something else is going on." The two made it inside the Forest noticing that the footprints were disappearing. Then, the footprints stopped. There weren't any other prints around either. James took off the cloak and looked around. Remus closed his eyes and thought hard.
"Remus…." James said pulling at Remus' shirt.
"What is it? I'm trying to think." When Remus looked up, they both back up.
"What is that?" James asked.
"You did a report on it and you don't know what that is?"
"You mean that's a …vampire?"
"Shh, let's get out of here, before it hears us." Remus and James slowly back away until it turned around revealing an unknown wizard dead from blood loss. Before they knew it, they had fallen into a deep sleep only remembering bright red eyes closing in on them.
Ok, This isn't a very good chapter, but I'm in a rush. I'll have more time to fix the next chapter later ok. Please R & R. It would help.
