The Marauders In Trouble
Chapter 5 A Revelation
Dumbledore had acquired this information that the death eaters sat in this bar, and James was doing hard look like one of took another sip. He could hear everything. After a few hours, he had recorded it in his wand. He was listening to everything.
"Okay!" James moved towards doors.
"I have enough!"
He was walking towards the door, and saw Padfoot trotting back to him. It was as if he had done his job as well. James turned into a stag. Both of them were hiding in the bushes. Six Death Eaters were coming out of the pub, and both of them followed them. James stayed in the shadows, because a stag was hardly seen in those parts.
"Look what we have here!" A death eater turned to look at them. They slashed their wands at them. The stag looked at the dog. It was going wrong. The dog howled in the dark, and stag yelped. They looked at each other and changed from their Animagus. It was a shock for them, but they weren't shocked enough to lose their defense. Sirius and James slashed their wands.
"Aveda Kedarv..."
"Protego!"
"Crucio!"
James jumped in front of Sirius as the light hit him in the chest. James vibrated in pain, and agony, and after a few seconds a scream echoed through the empty streets.
"Great show!" One of them shouted.
"Stupefy! Stupefy!" Sirius shouted. "Stupefy!"
They fell to the ground, as James regained his balance. James took the two fallen wands on the ground, and quickly put them in his pockets. And it was still four on two.
"Are you okay?" Sirius offered his hand.
"Yes, Yes!" He swatted it away.
In the next five minutes, Sirius and James had managed to secure two more wands. James had spell binded their hands.
"Sectumsempra!"
They weren't ready for this. Sirius immediately fell to the floor, as it effected him much harder than James. The skin was splitting, blood poured down like it was nothing.
"NO!" James bent over Sirius who was trembling and shaking on the ground. James's grip was growing more and more on his wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" He shouted. "Happy place, happy place!" He muttered to himself.
A laughing Lily danced before his eyes. He grabbed the wand, but he was bleeding too much, but his work was much done. He had already done most of it, a message was sent to the order, for help. The skin wounds weren't stopping, they were breaking more and more. James could feel his skin splitting from the neck to the end of his chest slowly. He hissed to control the pain. But he had gotten one more Death Eater down. And one more disapparated.
"Protego!" James shouted, his vision blurred, and his eyes were growing weak.
James gasped as the hood fell off, he couldn't believe what he saw moments before his eyes closed, and he collapsed on the ground, on the cold and piercing cold. He fell next to Sirius, who was also unconscious. Seven men were lying on the ground, all of them unconscious. James Potter, and Sirius Black in the puddle of their own blood, which was increasing.
Four magic binded men, who were unable to move, James and Sirius had broken all their wands, including their own, so they couldn't do more magic. One of them was unconscious, he was greasy headed, pale, and a long nose. James Potter couldn't believe it was Severus Snape who had placed some of the darkest magic he had seen in the year he had been a recruit in the Order of the Phoenix.
"What the hell happened?" Lily Evans jaw dropped, and she was petrified at what she heard.