Day 10: Filthy
James had been innocently strolling down the third-floor when the Slytherin group ambushed him.
He had only glanced down one second to see if his books were in his bag, and when he looked back up, the group of seventh-year boys stood in the middle of the corridor, blocking his path.
He raised his eyebrows nonchalantly and came to a stop just in front of Thomas Mulciber, the biggest of the group.
"I would say that it's a pleasant surprise to see you all," James said pleasantly, "but it's not. In fact, it's unfortunate I have to see all of your slimy faces at once. It's almost too much for innocent eyes."
"Better you have no eyes then," Avery said snidely.
"If it means not seeing any of you." He pulled his wand out of his pocket and dropped his grin. "Now get out of the way."
He began to walk toward them - until, like puppets, every single one of the Slytherins pulled out their own wands and pointed them at him. "No," drawled Mulciber. "We wanted to talk to you."
"Doesn't everyone?" James eyed the wands pointed at him. "Six against one. How noble."
"Nobility is for Gryffindors, Potter." Severus Snape smirked at him. "It's not saving you now, is it?"
"So you're going to hex me all at once? I bet you couldn't," he taunted. "Imagine. It takes six of you idiots to get one of me. That's not a very good thing to put on your reputation, eh?"
Snape's face twisted and it seemed very much like he wanted to hex James anyway.
Before he could, though, Mulciber pushed past him and proclaimed loudly, "Here you are talking about nobility when you're letting a filthy Mudblood run her hands all over you." He must have mistaken the stunned look on James's face for fear because he continued derisively, "Of course, everyone knows that you and that Mudblood girl are -"
"Langlock." With a flick of James's wand, Mulciber found his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth. The rest of the Slytherins immediately raised their wands, but something in James's murderous expression must have made them nervous - Snape especially looked pale and shocked, staring at Mulciber with a stricken expression -
"Move," said James, and he was shaking with all his anger. His wand emitted livid red sparks. He didn't trust himself to stay here much longer, and he had promised Lily that he wouldn't hex any more Slytherins no matter how annoying they were - he had promised her -
"Move," he ground out. "Or I'll hex each and every one of you."
He pushed past Snape and Avery and Conley until the Slytherins all stood behind him.
James cast them a withering glare over his shoulder. Though his hands were clenched in fists, he made certain that his voice was steady as he warned, "The next time any of you talk about Lily, I will find you and make you wish you'd never been born."
He lowered his voice, but it seemed to carry all the way down the hallway. "She is anything but filthy. But you are."
Hmm angry James. I had a little trouble portraying him in that way, because I'm so used to cute or funny or happy James XD Anyway I'm glad this turned out to be an only-James drabble. Just because Lily already had hers a couple chapters back.