The next couple of days James watched Evan like a hawk when he went out to the pitch. He was a Slytherin Chaser so he went out to practice often so James was determined not to let him die or anything.

"Okay, what is going on?" Albus demanded in the common room, the third day James started keeping an eye on Evan. "You've been stalking him for days, why?" he asked.

"How on earth do you keep getting in here? You're a Ravenclaw" James responded incredulous.

"James…" Al warned.

James sighed "I had a vision of Evan falling onto the Quidditch Pitch head first and I want to stop it" he replied in a low tone.

Albus stared, trying to make sure it was the truth, James would rarely make a joke like this if he wasn't serious, then grumbled under his breath and pulled out something from his pocket and James eyes widened. "Why do you have the map?" he asked.

"It's only fair since you have the cloak, trade me and I'll give you the map" he said. "Do you want me to ask Dudley if he'll keep an eye out too?" he asked.
"No I don't want to bother him, it's in my trunk" James added running up to get it, he then quickly ran downstairs and they traded off. Albus then headed out of the classroom without another word and James muttered 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good' under his breath and smiled a little when he saw Evan walking the corridors near the dungeons.

From then it was a lot easier to keep an eye on Evan since he just had to glance at the map. As the days went by he got more antsy as to when it would happen and his dreams more vivid. He was barely getting any sleep with the dreams of Evan's neck snapping the moment he hit the ground and the screams of his teammates.

James was in toward the end of charms when he checked the map again and his heart jumped in his throat when he found Evan was on the pitch. His senses were going crazy and so he stood and without a care to his teachers call he started down the hall. At first it was a fast walk then a flat out run.

He dodged Neville or Professor Longbottom "James, you should be in class" he called.

"Sorry, can't do that Professor" he yelled then sprinted as fast as he could down the hall, relieved as he finally reached outside and ran down towards the Quidditch Pitch. He spotted Evan flying and slowed, had his senses failed? He stared with his breathing heavy and tried to catch his breath.

Minutes flew by and he glanced back to see Professor Longbottom walking closer. He was so dead, he turned back and he flinched again but this time Evan was falling. Somehow Evan's broom failed and none of the players were even close to grab him and his professor was too far away.

Damn, what was that spell again? James clamped his mouth shut and hummed the song, that song that 'Melody' from his dreams had done. He walked close, shocked by the sudden warm wind moving past him and Evan slowed in mid air.

James was directly underneath him and Evan slowly went down and into James arms but James kept humming so the broom would lower to the ground as well. Evan was shaking and lighter than James would have thought. James stopped the song once the broom was on the ground.

Evan was so much bonier than he looked, maybe he just looked bulkier because he always wore longsleeved shirts. "Are you alright?" James asked, Evan looked drained and nodded.

"Evan!" Samuel, Evan's best friend, ran towards them "what happened?"
he asked.

Evan closed his eyes, his chin tilting down making his hair cover his eyes. He was clearly exhausted, James shifted his hold to make sure he wouldn't drop him. "Um I'll just take him to the infirmary" James said and everyone was too much in shock to protest.

James started to walk up to the castle, glancing down at him to make sure he was still breathing and everything. He was sleeping down, he wasn't too bad sleeping either, he face was softer and his mouth was slightly open.

Once he made it to the infirmary he didn't ask before setting Evan down on the bed. "I'll be with him in just a moment" ancient Mrs. Pomfrey told him and James nodded to her, taking a seat next to the bed.

Evan shifted and his eyes opened a couple minutes later and he stared at James. "Why am I? Where?" he tried.

"In the infirmary" James replied.

"No, I can't be here" Evan tried to sit up, he looked… scared, which made no sense. James made him stay in place.

"Evan, calm down, why can't you be here?" James asked calmly.

It didn't help, Evan looked panicked, his breathing heavy and his gaze unfocused. Madam Pomfrey rushed over "panic attack" she murmured waving her wand and Evan had no choice but relax. She kept waving her wand, the tip glowed almost like lumos but it was franticly sparking and sparking out.

"His magic is fluctuating, the high stress is causing his magic to fail" she said as he finally went to sleep. "You can go back, Mr. Potter" she said.

"Can I stay?" James asked and her eyebrows raised a fraction.

"I suppose but I was under the impression that you and Mr. Kenzy were enemies from how often I repair the injuries sustained when you two have a row" she replied.

"I think it's more him disliking me than anything else, I won't try anything Madam Pomfrey" he added to her.

"You're noble like your father, you know" she said smiling then turning to walk away. He blinked, he'd never been told that before, he'd been told that his hair and facial features were similar but not ever features he was proud of that his father was.

Brave, well of course since he was in Gryffindor, not to say that his cousins who weren't in Gryffindor weren't. It just meant that it was a big part of himself, bravery. But he was always happy to receive a compliment that wasn't obvious.

He glanced back at Evan, he thought hard trying to figure out why he'd panicked earlier. What happens when a student almost dies at Hogwarts or gets hurt? They bring in the parents… James had a bad feeling about this, he scowled thinking he wasn't going to like how this all turned out.

"James" he perked his head up finding Neville nearing the bed.

"Please Professor, can detention wait until tomorrow or something, or just take points instead or something?" he asked.

Neville looked startled "James you're not in trouble, I get why you disobeyed like that, sometimes rules mean nothing if it comes at the price of someone's life" he told him.

James nodded feeling relieved "did my dad teach you that?" he asked remembering his dad tell him something similar.

Neville laughed "only in so many words, it was the experience that taught me, you know in our 5th year there was a toad of a woman named Umbridge. She was hired by Fudge, the hack minister at the time and she was called the Inquirer or something at the time. She made up all these rules to stop anyone using magic outside of class" he said pulling up a chair.

"Why?" James asked.

"Because Fudge believed that Albus Dumbledore was planning to throw him off his seat and that he was using your father, who had seen Voldemort return the year before, to do it. Fudge was a coward who denied Voldemort's return and Umbridge was being used and the prophet all trying to make your father look like a madman." Neville explained.

James nodded remembering a bit of what he'd been told by his dad "thanks for everything Professor" he said.

"No problem, James, just let me know if you need advice or anything" he said turning around to walk out the door.

James sat back in his chair, tolerating the long stretch of silence that tugged at him and eventually his eyelids started to droop and he blacked out. He woke to footsteps on the stone floor, his eyes snapped open to find a tall man moving toward the bed. James sat up, glancing to his left when he noticed Evan was awake facing the man. His eyes were wide and he looked terrified.

"I always knew you had to be a filthy squib" the man said, he had Evan's same hair but the similarities ended with dark eyes and harsh frown. He turned to James "and a fag too, this one's a pretty one idn't he?" he touched James cheek. His breath reeked of alcohol and he was clearly drunk.

"Don't touch him" Evan's voice shook and he had his wand off his bedside table pointing it right at the man.

"You can't do magic" the man said, James was still a bit drowsy with sleep and partially hoped Evan could stand up to him.

"Stupefy" Evan said but the spell didn't work, it flickered, Evan was too stiff and scared for it to work.

The man laughed "knew it wouldn't work, your mother couldn't make 'ers work either, you're just as pathetic" he said, his hand was still on James face and he'd seen quite enough.

James glanced at the man's hand and glared at it, "for baern" James murmured, ancient language which he'd seen in another dream. It took a moment before it worked but soon enough the man was screaming, his hand was on fire.

"Aguamenti!" the man yelled finally to put his hand out then turned to James "you little shit" he growled and James was a little late on moving away and got slapped hard on the cheek.

"James!" Evan's panicked voice yelled.

James quickly got up "stupefy!" he yelled but he simply deflected the spell and James flew back instead. His back hit the corner painfully. He got up again deflecting the rapid fire spells and finally started getting spells in edgewise.

He flew back this time "fag! Destru!" he yelled.

James cried out, it was some sort of pain spell, his body hurt all over all too suddenly and it had hit his face directly. A bruise bloomed on his opposite cheek to the one the man had slapped.

"Expelliarmus!" the man yelled and James wasn't quick enough, his wand flew out of his hand. He was so dead.

"Expelliarmus!" huh? James turned, surprised that Evan had said the spell and the man's own wand had been flung across the room. Only problem was that this guy was huge, he was really tall and muscular. James wouldn't win in a punching match.

James cursed thinking what to do and considered right then, would he be able to use another spell from his dreams. It was a knock out spell, it would make someone get hit by an invisible force and completely knock them out.

But if he used it, Evan would know he didn't use a wand, lately he'd been counting on confusion and chaos to get away with those dream spells but it wouldn't work. He sighed figuring he had no choice and he hummed really low, energy building in his fingertips and not even paying attention that the man was grinning now making his way toward him.

"SOMNUS!" James yelled and put his hands together, a wave that had originated from hands went through the room and hit the man and he hit the floor loudly.

James breathed heavily "Mr. Potter, what is going on here" James flinched, great-freaking timing. The Headmaster, Professor McGonagall, had reached the top of the stairs glancing around the room then met James face.

"It's not his fault" Evan said, his eyes very wide now "really Professor it's not, my step-father, he came in here and-" Evan looked in the same state as before the panic attack and James refused to let that happen again.

James strode over and put a hand over Evan's eyes "I'll explain, calm down" he whispered and Evan relaxed. He couldn't explain it but he felt closer to Evan somehow, knowing why he acted the way he did. "Professor, I believe it would be a good idea to get a hold of my Father right now, and hit this man with some powerful sleeping jinx" James said.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the man on the floor, her eyebrows going up "Mr. Potter, I do believe your own manner was quite enough to silence him for a few hours, a simple rope will do the trick. I'll go floo your father, your mother too?" she inquired.

"Yes, Professor; a pensieve would be helpful too" James replied taking his hand off of Evan's eyes when it was clear he'd calmed down quite a bit. "Are you alright?" James asked.

"I'm fine, are you okay?" Evan asked glancing at James bruise on his cheek.

"Fine, so step-dad huh?" James asked walking to pick up his wand pointed at him, ropes appeared and wrapped around the man. Evan nodded stiffly.

"I'm sorry you had to" Evan gestured uncomfortably.

"Why does he think you're a squib?" James asked ignoring the gratitude for a moment.

Evan sighed "I'm not a squib, okay?" he asked.

"I didn't say that" James responded.

"My sister and I, we have these issues where we get really stressed and we just burn out. Our magic needs time, it's like we were given a limit to how much magic we can do" Evan explained.

"So your step-father uses that against you, he's abusive" James said slowly, Evan winced "Evan, you can't stay there anymore, how old is your sister?" James asked.

"She's 10 but she's in the hospital, her problems are worse, her magic doesn't replenish as fast" he replied.

"So she's dying?" James asked feeling horrible for all the time he'd made fun of Evan.

Evan looked stricken but nodded as if owning up to a truth. James suddenly realized something, Evan was always pale, he so often didn't come to breakfast.

"I'm sorry" James said sincerely. He nodded and they sat in silence for a little while. Evan was unabashed at staring James.

"Um, what was that?" Evan asked, James turned to watch Evan put his hands together like James had.

"Do you think I could tell you about it later?" James asked, it would take a while to explain, it took a while with his family so to… friends? Would be harder.

"I'm gonna stalk you if you don't tell me later" he said.

"You already do that" James said tilting his head and it was so gratifying to see Evan's flustered, red faced reaction to it.

"Thanks for um not rejecting me so suddenly in front of my step-father" he added once he'd collected himself though James didn't miss the lingering redness.

"Reject you?... Oh!" James remember the man's words from earlier, something about fags and gay people. James blushed, realizing just then how he hadn't even denied anything. Was Evan actually gay?

"He was right about that part" Evan replied "this was not the way I wanted someone to find out though, how I wanted you to find out" he lowered his head.

What? James hadn't seriously considered the possibility despite his friends comments. Wow, he felt stupid. James slapped his forehead "Merlin, am I an idiot?" he muttered.

"No, I'm just- it's fine, you can just avoid me now, I won't go after you" Evan said.

James looked up, Evan was fairly good looking and he'd never actually disliked him. He was actually cute with his real personality showing through "can I think about it?" he asked.

Evan's jaw dropped open "what? Seriously-"
"Yes, now quiet my dad's coming in soon" James said turning towards the door and a minute later his parents came in followed by McGonagall and Pomfrey who looked nearly as spooked as Evan.

"I am so sorry about that, James, he got violent and it caught me off guard and next thing I knew he knocked me out" Pomfrey said then noticed James bruises "just give me a moment, I'll get some salve" she hurriedly walked to her cupboard.

"James, do you mind" Harry asked his son holding out his hand, James shook his head letting his dad take the memories. They all looked at the memories and his dad huffed glancing at the man then at Evan. "He's going to have to go to court, he made a real attempt at harming not only a student and teacher but he used an illegal hex to put on anyone underage" he said.

James nodded "I hope he goes to a wizarding prison" he said.

"Evan, is there anything you can tell me that will help this go smoother?" Harry asked gently.

Evan nodded glancing at everyone and leaned next to Harry's ear and whispered.

"If everyone could just give us 10 minutes?" Harry asked and they all filed out.

"I'm so proud of you" Ginny said as soon as they went out the door, pulling him into a crushing hug. "We were worried you'd done something bad but it turned out much better than we expected" she said kissing his cheeks.

"Thanks mom" James replied, glancing at the door where Evan was revealing things to his father. He had this feeling Evan was scared and crying, after all these years of being annoyed by Evan and teased for things. He honestly never hated Evan.

He closed his eyes, he's risked detention and revealing his abnormal powers to save his life. He'd never do that for someone he disliked, his dad would but he wouldn't. He found himself what it would feel like to kiss him, to hug him.

He jumped a little when the door opened and his dad came out "he was too upset to tell me the memories so he just gave me them" he said holding out a flask.

James nodded and flew past him to Evan who was red eyed and had tears tracks. James sat on the side of his bed and pushed Evan down to his pillow, "sleep" he told him. Evan studied him, James cleared the tears on his face and leaned closer. Leaving Evan time to turn away but he didn't so James kissed him, Evan leaned into it best he could.

James hummed a lullaby as he pulled away, testing if any song would work as a spell. Evan was asleep in seconds. He slumped onto the bed next to his and closed his eyes, too tired to register how much bruises hurt.

So as you've probably noticed I've been slowly veering to different characters point of view and even though some of these characters don't make sense yet they will eventually. So in case you've fogotten some of them:
Dudley Dursley/Evans - duh
Drew Gating - a boy Dudley met in potions the son of Professor Gating, the DATA teacher
Iris Jackson -a spitfire girl in DATA class with him, has a crush on Jeremy Willis
Jeremy Willis - a mysterious boy will some secrets but generally shy and has ADHD
Damian Caster - a tall good looking boy with a talent for the violin, he's also kind
Rica Orville - a girl with attitude but strong protectiveness over her friends, sister to Jessica
Jessica Orville -cheerful optimistic outlook and extremely sharp memory