Emerald Eyes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of JK Rowlings lovely characters, I just am an obsessed fan waiting and dreading June 4th. Amen.
I'm such a stupid ass! Haha, I just realized in two of the chapters I wrote "Emerlad Eyes" instead of Emerald Eyes. Sorry for simple mistakes like that. If you think that I messed up with chapter orders or something, PLEASE TELL ME! I think i might have.
Preview
He fell backwards onto the springy mattress, and the room returned to silence once again, and Remus eventually fell away into his dreams. All that time, however, one person lay there, watching the still darkness, aware of everything that was happening and being said. The dream, the last one, seemed all too familiar to him. So familiar, it reminded him of the event that had taken place just last Tuesday, and the newly branded tattoo engraved into his arm.
She knew. Lily knew the things she wasn't supposed to know. What else Lily was aware of, Peter couldn't guess. However, he did know one thing she didn't. Soon, Lord Voldemort, his master, would be delighted in hearing this story, and be even more delighted to do something about it.
Chapter Ten: Meetings At Midnight
James was lying down on a couch, reading a book intelligently, as Lily walked into the head's common room. Not quite tired, she plopped down next to him, and watched him for a while before asking curiously, "Watcha reading?"
Without stopping, James held up the book so she could read the title.
"Quiditch Through The Ages." Lily read allowed, and shook her head sadly. "Don't you read anything else?"
"No." He said bluntly as he turned a page.
"That's what I thought.," Lily said, waiting for him to say something exciting. When he didn't, she started up again, "Are you Quiditch Captain?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Congratulations."
"Thank you." He said this all in a monotone voice, not that involved in the conversation.
Lily looked at his tie, which she now noticed looked as if it had been yanked off, it was very loose. The first two buttons of his shirt were undone and was fitting lopsided on his shoulders. A grin spilled onto Lily's face.
"Who have you been shagging?" She said, her voice laughing.
James looked up for the first time from his book, a funny glint in his eye, "No one. Why do you ask?"
Lily laughed, "Take a look at yourself, you're a mess. Oh, and you've got some lipstick right over here." Lily pointed to his neck, and he looked down nervously and noticed the bright red marks.
"Oh," he chuckled, slightly embarrassed. "Mary. But I wasn't shagging with her."
"I see!" Lily said, sitting back expectantly, "Already hitting it off with some girl on the first day of school! My, my, you are a gentleman!" She said playfully.
James laughed, "I didn't do anything like that with her, we just made out in the broom closet."
Lily stuck her tongue out in disgust, "How many times have I heard you say that phrase?"
James kicked her lightly in the legs, "Hey, shut up. Mary isn't like all my other girlfriends!"
"If you want to call them that." Lily dodged a pillow being beamed at her head. "Fine, fine, so, what makes her so different?" She asked, sweeping her auburn hair behind her shoulders.
James looked thoughtful for a moment, "Well, she's sweet and nice, and if my past girlfriends were nice or not I really cant say. We never talked that much. Anyway, she's proud of her body and isn't a whore, and I respect that."
"Which is why you both made out in a broom closet."
He ignored her and continued, "She's not rushed into a relationship, she takes it slowly. It makes things fun."
Lily smiled, "Well its good you finally found yourself a girl that's not a complete whore. I thought you were going to have a horrible reason, but no, those are good enough. Now whether or not she is any of those things we'll have to see."
"Well I'm glad I have your input." James said half sarcastically. "I know I can trust you to tell me the truth when no one else will."
Lily nodded proudly, "That's what I'm here for."
They talked a while longer, about Head duties mostly, and came up with a suitable time for both of them to hold meetings. It was not until thirty to forty minutes later that Lily finally stopped their conversation to get some rest. James decided he was going to head to bed, too, since there was nothing else to do now. They waved each other good night and exited through their separate doors and into their separate rooms, and got into bed quickly. They both fell asleep almost instantly, both with a smile on their face.
Lily's deep sleep was disturbed by the ringing of her old-fashioned alarm clock placed next to her bed. She groaned, the ringing still shattering the silence of the new day. She rolled over and smashed her hand on top, and silenced it. It took five minutes for her to open her eyes, and forty-five to take a shower and get dressed. This was why she woke up at five thirty AM.
After magically drying her hair, she stepped out of the bathroom, where James was waiting impatiently to use it. "Why do you girls take so long?" James shook his head as he entered the bathroom.
"Hey!" Lily called to his back, "Its not because I'm a girl, but because I'm a lazy ass who loves baths, okay?" She retorted lamely at James, who laughed. "And you know, you could have just gone on the other side!"
"The thing is practically transparent," James said before closing the door, "I'm not going in!"
"Then that's your fault!" She said to the closed door. She sighed and decided to see if Leah was ready yet. She knocked on Leah's door, and waited impatiently for an answer. When there was none, she thrust the door open only to see Leah's bed empty and the blankets on the floor. She sighed and shook her head, calling her name incase she was in the bathroom. When there as no reply again, Lily decided upon looking in the Common Room.
As she entered the Common Room, she saw Sirius running down the stairs quickly, followed immediately by Peter. "Where's Leah, do you know?" Lily asked curiously.
Sirius looked like he wanted to say something, but ended up shaking his head and pointing to their dorm room. Curiosity got the best of her, and she stormed up the stairs and flung open the door to their room. It was dark, and she looked over to Remus' bed. He was laying down there, with Leah wrapped inside his arms. They were snoring away, and, Lily noticed, Remus had no shirt on. Leah was resting her head on his arm sweetly. Now, wishing she hadn't looked, Lily retreated looking disgusted. She walked down the stairs looking at the floor, and when she caught up with Sirius, they gave each other a knowing look.
It was one quarter through breakfast when Leah and Remus came running down the stairs to the Great Hall, both adjusting their ties and looking nervously towards the Gryffindor table. As they approached, Lily scooted to the side to make room for Leah, and on the other end Remus sat next to Sirius.
"So, did you guys have fun last night?" Lily tried to say casually, while James and Sirius and Peter burst into fits of laughter.
Remus and Leah laughed along with them, "Okay, it was not like that."
"Denial, denial." James sang out loud while he drowned his toast with jam.
"You COULD have done it somewhere else other than the dorm while we were there," Sirius informed them. "Its very rude."
Remus got a pink tinge on his cheeks, and Leah hid her head under he arms, laughing profusely.
"The bed in your room is bigger, anyway, Leah." Lily told her friend, whom burst into tears from the laughter.
"Oh-my-god!" Leah breathed through her laughter, "You're such a pervert Lils!"
"No she's not," James defended her, "she'll just tell you what no one else will."
"Exactly." Lily nodded as she stuffed her mouth with scrambled eggs.
Remus shook his head, and opened his mouth and was about to change the subject, when someone did it for him.
"Hi James!" An excited voice said from behind James, and they all looked around to see Mary standing there, her normal smile plastered onto her face.
"Hey!" James said back, now grinning just as wide as she was.
"Can I sit here?" She asked politely. James nodded, and she sat down next to him, leaning on his shoulder. "Good morning…" she flirted, kissing him on the cheek. James returned the greeting and she giggled.
"Mary, as a start of the year celebration we always go to Hogsmade, are you interested in coming?" He asked, and Sirius gaped at him.
"Jaaames!" Sirius hissed, and James shot him a glare.
"Come on Padfoot!" James whispered back, a pleading look on his face.
Sirius pouted back, James mirroring the pout, and when none of them broke, Sirius sighed, slightly irritated, and gave in, "Fiiiiine!"
Mary's face lit up, "I can go? Are you inviting me?" She giggled and leaned on his chest again, and looked up at him, "Of course I'll go sweetie!"
James smiled, "Good! We can all go, it'll be fun." He said reassuringly, putting an arm around Mary.
"James," Lily said, after finishing her breakfast, "we need to go hand the schedules out. You have them, right?"
He nodded and pulled them out of his book bag, and setting them on the table.
"Here, Mary," James gave her the purple stack of papers, "Can you give these out to your house?"
She nodded, and stood up to go to her table. Lily took half the Gryffindor papers and the Slytherin's, while James took the other half and Hufflepuff.
After everything was figured out and settled down, the remaining five minutes of breakfast was spent idly, not really doing much. After James kissed Mary goodbye, the Gryffindor seventh year ran off to Herbology.
"James! Why'd you invite her? You didn't even ask us first!" Remus scolded as they headed across the field.
Looking ashamed, James responded, "Look guys, I'm sorry! I didn't think you guys would mind. Its not like I'd bring any other girlfriend. If you want I can tell her that we cant do it."
"No," Remus cut in, "its fine. The six of us will go out some other time alone."
"The six of us?" Peter asked, usually it was only the Marauders.
"Well…I was thinking, since we've become actual friends now, that Lily and Leah could come." Remus said, hoping the others would agree.
"It's fine with me. But I still can't see how we became friends so quickly. I mean, it sort of was like we just started all over again." James commented, it was true!
"Well, with the whole dream thing going on with Lily, it would be a little weird if we were still enemies." Said Sirius.
Peter just nodded, going along with whatever they said. He did not want Lily or Leah, especially Lily, there. One, they were getting in the way of the Marauder's relationship as a group. (Or so Peter thought). Second, he could tell that Lily had suspicions that the cloaked figure was him. He saw the way she glanced at him when he was in the room, and the way she quickly covered up her face when he was mentioned.
"Is that okay Peter?" James asked his friend, noticing the look on his face. Peter looked up, "Oh, yeah. It's fine."
"Hey guys!" Lily called a while behind them, running alongside with Leah to catch up with them. They arrived, panting for breath and grinning wildly.
"Hey." The Marauders said in unison.
"Ready for another school year to begin?" Leah asked eagerly.
"No," Remus said, as he wrapped an arm around her.
They slowed down as they arrived to the greenhouse where they were too meet the first day. Lily let out a long, puffy sigh, "Here we go…"
You could always predict what would be the scheduled for the first day of school. The first day of every year was always the same routine: teachers giving detailed explanations of what they were going to do through the year. They made the students re-copy the notes they had scribbled in their notebooks for the past seven years. Materials were checked off and seating charts were filled in. So, not surprisingly, the students looked forward to the end of the day.
The six Gryffindors walked down the slowly emptying halls, as the population of Hogwarts made its way down to the Great Hall to eat. However, these six, instead of traveling down the large marble steps, took a right, and climbed up another set of stairs.
"She said if we just follow this hallway to the right, we'll come to a portrait of a large bird. Mary said she'd meet us there." James explained, as they followed behind him.
Sure enough, there was Mary waiting quietly with her usual smile upon her face. Her cheeks were rosy, and her smile grew (if that was possible) when she saw James walking towards her. "James!" She greeted, and walked over to him, still grinning broadly.
"Well, well, don't you look nice." James said, eying her black skirt and white tank top while she put her arms around his neck.
Mary laughed, "James!"
"Come on you guys," Lily interrupted, trying to keep her voice steady, "lets hurry up and go already!"
"This is going to be one hell of a night," Lily whispered to Leah, who nodded. "Lets just hope Mary doesn't last too long."
After a few moments worth of walking, James said to Mary, "Now, I want you to close your eyes. Don't you peek, I want this to be a surprise."
Mary closed her eyes expectantly, as she let James navigate her slowly to their destination. Taking the cue, Sirius ran ahead of the group to open the door. Very tactfully, Sirius came back and they walked faster towards the now open passageway, and slipped into the tunnel. James and Mary were in the back, James making sure to close the door behind him immediately.
"Open your eyes!" James whispered in her ear.
Opening your eyes wouldn't have made much of a difference, had it not been for Sirius wand illuminating the passage ahead. It was dark and the air was stale, the passageway made completely out of stone. The stairs were hardly carved out, and worn down from their many years of labor.
"Where are we?" Mary gasped.
Lily had asked the same question five years ago, when Remus had proudly taken her to Hogsmade after discovering the secret passageway. He gave Mary the same answer he had given Lily, "You'll see."
In four minutes time, they were climbing out of a trap door on the floor, and stumbling into the basement of Honeydukes.
((SP?)) You could hear the nightlife roaring outside, and they climbed up the stairs to the main floor as if they had been there all along.
"Aren't we going to get in trouble?" Mary asked, nervously.
"Nah." James waved it off, he had never, in all his years of sneaking out to Hogsmade, been caught.
"So," Leah asked, "where exactly are we going?"
"Jaspers." The Marauders said in unison.
"Restaurant in the west side of Hogsmade, our misfortune to be closed coincidentally during most Hogsmade visits. Most of it's customers are already graduated students, so you're not going to find many Hogwarts students in our year there." James explained as they walked through the alleys of Hogsmade.
"It has a normal casual restaurant part, and then a dance floor for us party animals!" Sirius said eagerly, as they approached a neon-lit up building.
"It actually looks like fun!" Lily said as they entered through the doors.
The seven clanked their jugs of Butterbeer together, giving a toast for the new and last school year. As Lily took a large sip from her drink, the creamy warmth felt and tasted so good as it washed down her throat.
"Mmm…" Lily sighed, her first Butterbeer in ages.
As they put their large, overflowing glasses back down on the table, a skinny waitress walked up to their table, "What can I get you all to eat?"
The seven of them had been sitting, eating, and joking for the past hour, having a great time in each other's presence. Although having Mary there made things rather uncomfortable for the other five, it wasn't as bad as they had expected. Remus, being the last to finish his food, pushed his plate aside.
"That was so good." Remus sighed delightfully.
"I know!" Lily exclaimed, licking off her chocolate covered spoon she had been eating her ice cream with. "I'm coming here all the time once we graduate."
"Hey, we still have to check out the dance floors!" James said, it obviously being his favorite part.
"Oh James! Lets go dance!" Mary exclaimed, clapping her hands together.
"Come on," James said, taking her hand as they stood up, "see you guys later!" He called back to them.
"Leah, wanna go, too?" Remus asked causally, and Leah laughed nervously.
"I can't really dance…" she chuckled.
"Oh come on!" Remus said, standing up and grabbing her hand.
"No, really, I can't dance." Leah protested as Remus ignored her, dragging her towards the dance floor.
"Really, she cant." Lily called to their backs.
She looked at the remaining people sitting around the table. Sirius was staring at a girl, his eyes traveling seductively down her body. In less than a second, he sprang up from his chair (making it shake).
"Sorry Lils. The ladies need me…" he said, lacing his fingers together and cracking his knuckles.
"S'okay!" Lily said, rolling her eyes at the typical Sirius. Now, the only person left was Peter, who was staring at her.
He looked away when he was caught staring, and said quickly, "Tell the guys I'll meet them back at Hogwarts." He stood up, grabbed is coat, and stalked down the alley off into the dark before Lily could answer. Where he was going, Lily had no clue. But something told her it was not back to the Hogwarts castle.
Now, Lily sat alone with herself, not really knowing what she wanted to do. Deciding on staying there, she rested her legs on top of the table and took another sip of her Butterbeer. Everything was so different this year, in the same way it had always been. It was very confusing, she couldn't even think of a way to explain it. She still wasn't popular, still hated by most the population of Hogwarts. The only difference was James and Sirius were now her friends, the MOST popular kids in school. How? Had it not been at least a month ago that they hated each other? How had they become friends so fast, why had they become enemies in the first place?
Remus, Lily decided, was the reason they were friends now. Although he had been preaching to both sides since they had met that if they only gave each other a chance, they would get along fine. Lily had attempted to be nice once, and they didn't take the offer. So, from then on, she hated them. Looking back, it was rather stupid. She had to admit, James and Sirius were great people and she enjoyed spending time with them. During the time she arrived at Leah's and now, they had spent plenty of time together and got to know each other. If only she hadn't hated them for six years, then things might be different.
And of course, James, who had found her at Remus' house. Lily felt blood rushing to her cheeks thinking about it, it was rather embarrassing. But, nonetheless, after that she couldn't say James was a total stuck up brat. He had done a good job of not asking her about it, or mentioning it around people, and she was grateful of that.
She dissolved out of her thoughts and became quite bored, sitting there doing absolutely nothing. Sighing, she sat up to go look for her friends. She might not be able to do anything, but at least she'd have familiar faces around there. The dance floor was quite full, she pushed through the crowd, looking at each face in hopes of recognition. She finally found a some benches, or chairs rather, where people were constantly coming to sit down to take a break, and others going back to the party.
"Hey Lils!" Remus was the first one to see her, and Leah immediately turned her head to wave at her and signal to come forward. Lily sat down, arms stretched across the bench. Leah wad dancing a lot better than the last time Lily had seen her dance, and Remus was practically a natural at it. It was a fast, upbeat song, and you could tell by the look on their faces, they were having a great time.
"Where's everyone else?" Lily asked, but her question was answered by Mary's squeal, and she then spotted them both dancing, not too far away from Remus and Leah. James, obviously, was very good at dancing, and Mary as well. Then, Sirius was dancing with a blond-haired-big-boob-fat-ass bimbo chic. She was dancing wildly, and Sirius looked absolutely delighted he was hitting it off with a girl about four years older than him.
"Why don't you find someone to dance with?" Leah suggested, as the song ended.
"No! Everyone here's a man whore!" Lily said, scrunching up her nose.
Remus sighed, "Well, I'm dead tired now. If you want, you can dance with Leah."
Leah laughed, "Yeah! Come on Lils!"
Lily grinned and went to join Leah on the dance floor, as another song came on. They joked around, not really bothering to dance correctly at any point in time. They went to fast on the slower parts and went to slow on the fast parts. They obviously didn't mind that much, because they were laughing when they finished the song, and went to sit down next to Remus on the bench.
"You two can really dance…" said Remus, shaking a head at his girlfriend and best friend.
"Hey! We were the best dancers out there on the dance floor." Lily said defensively, a smile curling up on her face. "But that was fun, I want to dance again."
One of her past boyfriends, Matt, had been a huge party animal. He had taught her how to dance, and although she didn't go to parties that often, it did come in handy when she did.
"Go get another dance partner, I'm dead." Leah said, closing her eyes and resting them on Remus' shoulder.
"Fiiine…" Lily said impatiently.
Before she got up, James and Mary made their way up to them, holding hands. "Enjoying?" James asked them, who all nodded.
"Jamsie, I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be back in five." She flirted, winked, and made shuffled her way through the crowd. James gave a small wave then turned to his friends.
"So, who were you dancing with Lily?" He asked curiously.
"Leah, but she died. Now I'm all aloooone!" Lily gave Leah a puppy dog face, who stuck her tongue out at her.
James nodded, and the next song began to play.
"Damn." They said in unison.
"I love this song!" Lily pouted, and James nodded. Sighing in despair, he looked to see if Mary was coming back through the crowd, but to his disappointment couldn't find her.
"Ok, Lils, wanna dance this one song? Real quick, because I am not going to sit down for this one…" James asked.
Lily shrugged and got up reluctantly, "Sure."
Somewhere Else
Peter hurried, dragging his battered, worn down too-large cloak behind him. The clouds had fallen like a light blanket over the moon, and just a small edge of light protruded from it. It was sprinkling, but you wouldn't be able to tell unless you stood in the same spot for a moment or two, as the rain it fell as softly as breath on your neck. The hairs on the back of Peter's neck prickled as he froze, looking downward, hiding his face from the innocent couple walking hand in hand down the side walk. It was crazy, the day he had chosen for the meeting. It was just screaming, "Look at me! I know a wanted man! Follow me and I'll show him to ya!"
The couple, with a quick, uncaring glance at Peter, continued on their nightly stroll through the winding sidewalk of Hogsmade. Peter sighed as he continued forward, finally stopping at one of the dark alleys, which was squeezed tightly between two old, battered shops that surely no one would be caught dead at. He stared into the darkness, and his heart began to beat faster and faster, twisted, confused thoughts spinning through his mind and making sweat of nervousness drip down his pink cheeks.
He finally agreed with himself, he would go through with this. It couldn't be that bad, now could it? He wouldn't feel guilty, this is what he wanted, wasn't it? It would help his mother, yes, which would make life for their small family a thousand times better. He dissolved into the dark, squinting ahead to make out what was in front. "Lumos," he muttered, and his wand flickered, and then let out a shiny yet dim light. Ahead was a black cat eating away the flesh slowly from a twitching mouse. Peter looked away, at the trashcans lining the brick wall, with useless junk and old memories seeping form the lids (As well as a horrible odor). He finally came to it, a brown box, damp with the rain. He pulled open the lid, reached inside, and took out a smaller, cleaner, cold metallic box. He opened that, too, and viewed an old muggle battery, lying plainly and lamely in the box. Any other person would have tossed it to the side carelessly, letting the battery roll away. But no, Peter instead reached inside, and with one more reassuring thought, touched the battery with one of his fingers.
The box fell to the ground, and everything around him dissolved as he was yanked forward…or was it backwards? His short hair flew back with the gust of wind, as a swirl of colors surrounded him. And his finger; a pudgy, small finger, still touching the battery, like two forceful magnets. Even with the un-easy feeling in his stomach, he was at least re-assured by the fact that he had in fact reached the Portkey without any problems.
He finally stumbled upon damp grass, his nerves tingling on the impact. The battery, now useless, fell to the ground. Peter's face was white with shock, and it took him a few moments of shaking it off to recover. He took off his coat, pulled out the hood, put on some gloves and then put it back on, quickly masking away any trace of who he was. No one, not one soul, other than his master, should know who he is.
It was a muggle village, wooden houses lined across the dirt-path that served to most as a road. The houses that were painted were chipped severely from the ages of attempted preservation. He walked confidently down the road, letting his eyes wander inside the houses. In one, he saw a little boy being tucked in by his mother, then kissed on the forehead as the lights went out. In another, he saw one candle, standing alone on the table as an old lady wrote scribbled letters by the dim light the candle let out. Something about it made him shiver inside. Peter sighed and continued onward, off the road and into the woods behind the houses. He snuck a peek at his watch, five till. He was just on time.
Fog seemed to be setting over them, shielding any stray wanderer from anything going on here. Peter was the last to arrive, and he walked up silently to the semi-circle of dark figures, mostly tall and lean, with their heads bent downward and hands linked together. He, too, joined them in this position, and they stood still for what seemed like five minutes. There was something evil, something apprehensive of this group. You could see not one person's eyes, nor their mouth, even a sight of their skin. They stood deathly silent, waiting for their moment to look up.
"So," snarled a hissing, cold voice, "you're all here. How delightful." The Death Eater's heads all looked up at him.
"They're just beginning to suspect," he laughed, "just beginning. They don't want to believe, but oh, they better. And they better fear me." This body was more visible than his followers. He, too, donned a black flowing cloak. However, his eyes were visible, as well as his sharp nose and pail skin in his face and hands. Peter looked at those hands, and imagined how cold they would feel wrapped around his neck….
Voldemort extended his hand, looking at it casually, "Ronald was annoying me. Trying to start something up, convincing everyone the murders had just not been accidents. You know, the ministry should have so much more protection in their buildings. I slipped into his office easily enough, and killed him. He was good, he didn't make a sound." Once again, his dark laughter boomed, sending chills up Peter's spine.
He stopped for a moment, and began to survey his followers. He walked up and down the semi-circle, looking at each person closely, as if he could almost see into his or her minds. Voldemort slowly walked up to a tall man (judging by the build) and stuck his wand up to his chest threateningly.
"You didn't show up the other day, where were you?" Voldemort sneered, hatred in his eyes.
"I-I-I-I couldn't leave, g-g-grandmother's funeral." He said, gulping, hoping the he was feeling kind enough to let him leave unharmed,
"Oh BOO HOO!" Voldemort yelled, exposing his yellowish, brown, rotting teeth. "I think I should teach you a lesson…" he raised the wand up towards his neck, and quickly withdrew it, "but I wont. Not today. Do not let it happen ever again, do you understand me? Or I WILL kill you. And don't doubt it." he snapped, and the man nodded vigorously and looked at the floor, ashamed.
He continued his close survey, looking into each person's dark cloak, like there was something else to be seen. As he approached closer and closer, Peter's heart pounded faster with every footstep. He began to sweat again, and the dark cloak wasn't helping. Voldemort approached him, yellow eyes shining brightly. You could never hide anything from Voldemort, which was Peter's first lesson.
He stopped abruptly in front of Peter, surveying him carefully.
"Well, well," he grinned harshly, "look who it is. So you did show up, ey? Tell us, why are you worthy? Why should I not kill you and toss you to the side? What can YOU do for Me?" He asked, and Peter hesitated.
"I…I'll be loyal to you. I'll tell you everything I know." He said quickly, looking up at him.
"Ahh…I see…and what do you know?" He tapped his fingers along his cloak, looking at Peter intently.
"W-well sir, I have news. Uh, this person I know. I didn't tell them anything, they said it was a dream. I overheard her talking to someone. She knows I joined. She knows your planning something, I don't know how much she knows though." He found himself speaking the words, and realized they sounded very different and suspicious coming from his mouth.
Voldemort laughed another dark laugh, "Oh, I see! And who might this person be?"
Peter, without thinking twice, spoke, "Lily Evans."
"Lily Mudblood Evans, ey? Yes, I've heard of her." He reached inside his coat, and attached to his pants, was a green marble cane with a silver serpent on top that Peter had not noticed before. Voldemort drummed it along the ground, then finally whipped around to Peter.
"Are you sure? Are you sure you didn't tell her?" He asked, and pointed a wand at his direction, "If you are lying, if you did tell, your punishment would be slightly less painful if you confess now."
"N-No, I did n-not tell her. I swear, my Lord, I did not tell. She said it came to her in a dream, she said-"
Voldemort put a hand out, interrupting Peter in mid sentence. "Yes, I know. Well then, do you think Miss. Evans would mind getting some mail?" All his minions echoed his laughter, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a parchment, envelope, and some ink. Peter wondered how he could fit all that inside his coat pockets.
"You," Voldemort pointed to a sturdy-built, wide man and signaled for him to come over, "turn around." He did so, and Voldemort began to write on the parchment, which was laying flat against the man's back.
"Dear Miss Evans, I know you know," he read aloud. "Don't deny it, you know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Tell me, why are you meddling in business that you should not be meddling with? As much as I am curious as to how much you know and why, that is not my main focus. The point is, you're not supposed to, and I believe we're going to have to do something about it. I'll send one of my," he paused, "solicitors over and you can have a nice chat. Signed, You-Know-Who."
Peter had to admire him, he had a confident, deathly, threatening sort of way he acted upon all his dark business. Cold, icy sarcasm had you reading between the lines. Instead of a normal sized letter explaining what he was going to do to her and why, he just wrote it out simply. Peter didn't stop to think about his friends, nor Lily, at any time. Now, he only thought about serving his master.
The man turned around, and Voldemort stamped the letter. In-between to fingers, he raised it up in the air, and a bony sparrow swooped down, taking the letter with it, as it flew off into the night.
"You," he addressed the man in front of him, "I want you to find that Evans and make her regret ever coming to Hogwarts. Comprehend?" He asked, and the man, under the dark hood, nodded. An un-seen grinned formed upon his face, oh, Lily would certainly regret ever boarding the Hogwarts Express for the first time seven years ago.
Alright, finally done with this chapter! I wrote a lot more, and realized I had too much, so I only posted some. I have another chapter ready I'll probably put up in a day or so. The timeline, its not that important, and yes its supposed to be AU. But I'm going to do what you guys said, have it take place in the 70's. Even though I know lots more about the 80's than the 70's, again, its not that important. Damn. There were these really cool things in my email about this Hogwarts RP site, but my stupid computer deleted it. DAMMMN YOU! YAY! It's my tenth chapter .Go me. I have this whole story planned out, its going to be pretty long. Or long enough. The end will have a lot of events. I might even do a sequel. Or start a new story. Yeah, I'm done. I'm always really very incredibly bored, so if anyone ever wants to IM me my screen name is xbehindthemoonx. Alright, later! And please please review! Tell me what you like and what you don't like, give me suggestions on how I can right better but if you want also say what you did like. Go harsh, but not so harsh it's a flame. Unless I deserve it. Then go ahead. Or just talk to me, I like talking to people. Ok, Now I'm really done. Later all.