Ellie was trying to sleep when Harley jostled her awake.
"Mrff...what is it?" Ellie sighed as she sat up.
"It's that woman!" Harley shouted, her face flush as a rose.
"What woman?" asked Ellie, confused.
Harley was dragging Ellie out of bed and down the stairs to the commonroom now. "That woman! The one that likes Snape so much! She's going to hurt someone! And I think it might be James!"
At James' name, Ellie woke up. "What? What makes you think that?"
"Well, I saw her glaring angrily at James the other day! And she wanted to stay in the 6th year girls dorm, which is the closest girls dorm to the first year boys!" Harley was out of breath, but she somehow managed to also explain what she had heard that night.
Ellie sighed. "Oh Harley, come off it! You're jumping to conclusions! Go back to bed!"
"I am not!" Harley insisted. "I swear it, that woman is up to no good! She's going to hurt James! We have to warn him!"
Ellie yawned, then headed back towards their dorm. "Fine, we'll warn him tomorrow!"
Harley yanked her back down the stairs. "Tomorrow might be too late! We're warning him tonight!" With that, she dragged Ellie towards the first year boys dorm.
Ellie dug her heels into the ground and wrenched free of Harley's grasp. "Are you crazy?" she hissed. "We can't go in there! And we definitely can't go in there at 3 in the morning!"
But Harley didn't seem to hear her as she flung open the door. Sighing, Ellie followed her into the room and peered through the coverings on James' bed.
James was gone.
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James crept silently through the forest. He too had found out about Miss Hawkins, and had followed her to the Forbidden Forest.
"James...." a voice whispered, and he jerked around to find Miss Hawkins right behind him.
"Who are you?" James asked, trembling.
"I am the mother of the child your father murdered!" Miss Hawkins screamed, pulling a wand from her cloak. James ducked instinctively.
"You're a liar!" James called. "My father wouldn't hurt anyone!"
Miss Hawkins shook her head. "I suppose that's why he brutally murdered a baby who was less than a day old with this foolish witchcraft!"
James paused, then stood up straighter. "That's not true! I know my father, he wouldn't do that!"
Miss Hawkins sighed. "Your voice annoys me, child." She solemnly raised the wand. "Now I am going to take from your father what he took from me....AVADA KEDAVRA!" she screamed.
"NO!" a voice shouted, and James stumbled as something pushed him out of the way. The green light cleared and James gasped as he saw his savior.
"P-professor Snape?" James asked.
Snape lay with his eyes, half-closed, breathing haggardly. "Only...hit...with recoil..." Snape struggled with the words, his eyes rolling crazily in their sockets. "D-dying!" he gasped.
"Don't speak!" James whispered. "I'll go get Madame Pomfrey!" James began to stand up, but Snape's hand clamped angrily down on his collar and pulled him close.
"No!" Snape whispered. "James....so sorry....I was jealous....wanted to join you...Sirius...Remus.....I'm sorry.......I hope.....this makes...up for it..." Snape slumped, and his eyes stopped their movement.
James stared at his professor, confused. Sirius? Remus? Who were they?
"Ahem," a voice sounded behind him. Miss Hawkins! He had forgotten about her! James spun around, frightened.
"Better this way. That old git was so ugly I nearly retched when I had to kiss him," Miss Hawkins laughed and raised her wand again. "Well, second time's the charm!"
"Marielle!" a loud voice barked. Marielle/Mary Hawkins turned around and gave an angry screech.
Harry Potter stood there, wand poised to attack. "Marielle Hawthorne, I'm warning you! Put the wand down!"
Marielle ignored him and turned back to James. "REVENGE IS MINE!" she screeched. "AVA-"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" cried Harry, faster than Marielle, and the green light began rushing towards her. But, suddenly, it wasn't green light racing towards her. Marielle had disappeared, and now a bright white light was rushing towards James, racing the green light. It weaved back and forth, trying to escape, but the green light was gaining quickly.
James gave a little cry, too petrified to move. The white light was getting closer...10 feet away...7 feet....5 feet....2 feet.... James screamed as the white light bore down on him, blinding him, knocking him over.
Suddenly, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone. James, laying flat on his back on the ground, warily opened his eyes and sat up. There, at his feet, was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. A unicorn, young and beautiful, lay at his feet, looking peaceful in it's death. James noticed, with mild curiosity, that one of it horns had been broken off.
Slowly, Harry Potter walked over, removing something from his pocket. James watched in awe as Harry kneeled next to the dead unicorn and fit the unicorn tip onto it's broken horn. "She was part-unicorn," Harry whispered. "Oh, Marielle, he was your child! I-I-I'm so sorry!" Harry buried his face in the unicorn's fur, and James knelt beside him.
A/N: All right, I know that sucked. This story started off good, then just got worse and worse. I'm sorry! Right after I wrote that first part I had another great story idea, and I got tired of this. Unfortunately, I had made a commitment, so I've just been trying to get through this. Feel free to flame me! I love reviews, good or bad! Stay tuned for a story about a character named Megria!