~MEMORIES~
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Sheridan Larson opened her eyes and looked around. Is he in here? She thought. Then she realized something. Where's James? She moved slightly. Her body ached but she ignored it and got up. She made her way around the room searching for James but couldn't find him anywhere. Suddenly she heard a voice from the other side of the wall leading outside. She pressed her ear against the wall.
"Yes, Yes, I understand, sir. What if this isn't the place though? Are we sure this is where You-Know-Who's been taking them?"
"We have witnesses who spotted someone in there, being tortured. Even if this isnt the place, It's a risk worth taking as you always say."
The man sighed. "Yes but… but sir… what if… if they're dead…?"
"Then bring the bodies out. Now go, and be careful."
She heard a noise and looked up. There was a window very high up, near the ceiling. She saw it open and a young man of about 22 step in. He looked down.
"Are you Sheridan Larson?"
"Yes! Please be careful!" she half-yelled half-whispered up to him.
He slowly mad his way down the wall, using the large holes to climb down.
"Where's the Potter boy?"
"I-I don't know! I was knocked out by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and when I woke up, James was gone!"
The man reached the ground and walked over to her.
"Alright, do you think you could climb up by yourself?"
Sheridan highly doubted that she could if only I had noticed that window before! Me and James could have escaped! "Y-yes…"
"Alright… climb up there and there should be a large man standing outside, tell him I am going farther inside to locate Potter. Okay?"
Sheridan nodded. She put her foot in the first hole in the wall and started to make her way up. She heard the man begin to walk away as she got to the top window.
She swung her leg over and through the open window and looked down. A man was there. "Alright, Sheridan? Just jump down, it really isnt that big of a fall."
So Sheridan jumped down. She hit the ground with a thud and got up. Only then did she realize she was shaking I hate heights…she thought bitterly.
"You Alright?"
"Yes… Err… That man in there, he says that he's going further into the building to find James…"
"Why wasn't James in there? Someone said that they saw James in there…"
"He was in there… I think Volde- I mean He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named took him elsewhere."
The man bit his lip slightly. "I promised James' father we'd find James today…"
Sheridan just stood there
The man looked at her as if just realizing she was there
"Lets get you someplace, I think the minister and Mr. Potter will want to talk with you."
Sheridan nodded as the man walked her away.
Soon they reached a large building. Ministry members were pouring in and out of it, but they moved out of the way when they saw the large man and the girl walk up.
"Well, here it is." The man said as he reached a large wooden door.
Sheridan remained silent.
"When ya get in there, tell the minister James hasn't been found yet, and Simon McLaughlin is still searching. Can you do that for me?"
"S-sure…"
"A'right. They should open the door when they're ready to see you. They know you're here, just wait a bit. Bye."
"Bye."
Sheridan waited. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. Half hour. Then finally, two hours later, the door opened.
A man she recognised as James' father, John Potter. He looked dreadful. His hair… which was usually slightly messy… was worse than ever, His eyes were blood-shot and had large bags beneath them. He looked at her and moved out of the way to let her in.
She walked into the room. The minister smiled slightly at her.
"Do not worry, I just need to ask you a few questions, then Proffesor Dumbledore wants you. Sit down, you look tired."
Not as tired as he looks she thought to herself, glancing at Mr. Potter.
She sat down one of the chairs in front of the ministers desk. Mr. Potter Sat down in a dark corner of the room, in a large black leather chair. He sunk back into it and buried his face in his hand as the minister spoke.
"I have a lot of questions, really, but you've been through a lot, I will ask some later, and the more important ones now."
Sheridan nodded.
"First off: I think it might help Mr. And Mrs. Potter if they knew if he was alright when you saw him. We have heard that you had seen James, correct?"
Mr. Potter had lifted his head at this and was staring at her.
"Y-yes… I talked to him a bit too… but Voldemort came… I was hit against a wall… when I-I woke up James was g-gone…"
Mr. Potter was still staring at her but had a very miserable expression on his face now.
"I see…"
"Oh, and the man that brought me here told me to tell you…"
"Yes I know, never mind that, I got word already."
She nodded again. The minister opened his mouth to speak but before he could the door slammed open, revealing a boy, James' age, with longish black hair, standing in the doorway.
"I heard something! I know where James is!! I know-…" but he was cut off when one of the guards grabbed him and began to drag him away.
"Sorry, minister, the kid just pushed right past us!"
"No! Wait!" Mr. Potter called out.
"Guard let him go,"
"Erm, alright…" The guard said as he let go of him.
"Sirius. Sirius Black. What are you going on about?" the Minister said.
"I think I know where James is!"
"How-," the minister started but was cut off by Mr. Potter.
"Where! How did you find this out? Sirius!?"
"He was found! I just heard someone talking about it and ran here as fast as I could!"
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James' POV 3 hours earlier
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James watched as Sheridan was slammed against the wall, and fell unconcious. James struggled to see what was on his arm, but Voldemorts cold fingers twisted around his neck, and began to drag him out of the room effortlessly.
James struggled to breath while Voldemorts clammy fingers were clamped around his neck. James watched in horror as the bodies of the slain stared at him through cold, dead, eyes.
Then suddenly, James felt the hand release his neck. James felt faint but forced himself to stay awake. I've been going unconcious an awful lot lately…
James looked around. He caught a glimse of Voldemort, walking across the large room to a few people in the corner. The distance between James and the people was too far for James to make them out. James listened intently but they spoke in silent whispers. Every once in awhile they would glance in James' direction then continue talking. James heard a small squeal of fear from one of the men. He watched as the small man fell to his knees.
"I-I am so sorry! I-I didn't know… I… Please sir, please forgive me!"
He heard Voldemort speak, but was to quiet for him to make out over the buzzing in his ears.
James looked away as Voldemort pulled out his wand.
"No! Sir! Please! I'll never do it again! I-," before the man could even scream, a flash of green light ended his life. The few people that were left gulped nervously, and walked out following Voldemort's retreating back.
James felt the searing pain in his arm. He struggled and forced himself to sit up. James had a sudden suspicious feeling wipe over him. He didn't tie me up or anything… He just left me here…
James looked around. The room was well lit by windows along the top of the walls. Windows… He stood up slowly, and walked to the wall, stumbling as he went along. He feel forward, leaning against the wall, when he reached it.
He looked up again. The window seems farther up than before he thought.
He scoured the wall for a way to climb up. He found a loose brick in the wall. Must be a muggle building. Its so poorly built- not even held up by magic- yup that's muggle stuff he thought as he pulled the brick away. There was more brick behind it so he found no chance in breaking a hole in the wall.
James looked at it. The hole was about two feet off the ground. A nice first step to a way to reach the window, he thought. HE put his foot in the hole and hoisted himself up. He searched around for something to use as the next step. He noticed the wall crumbling in several different places. This wont be as hard as I thought… He thought as he hit the wall, causing a few holes to open up. He continued his way up for about an hour when finally he found himself at the window. He felt a sudden coldness run through him as a cold voice filled his ears.
"Leaving so soon?" James could hear the amused sound in his voice, as James struggled to fit out the small window.
He couldn't fit! James struggled to open the wondow more, but it was stuck. James glanced behind him. Voldemort began to raise his wand. James felt desparate. He threw all his weight against the glass. He didn't feel the glass slicing his skin. He didn't hear Voldemorts howl of anger. All he saw was the ground coming so quickly. He hit the ground with a thud. The fall was not long, but the glass digging into his skin all over his body caused a wave of nausea to spread over him. A crowd of people were standing there. A few wizards, but mostly muggles. One of the wizards stepped forward to James' side and looked back to the other wizard.
"Isn't this John Potters boy? The one that went missin' not long ago?"
"Yeah, that's him!" The man exclaimed as he stepped forward.
"Whats his name… erm…. James? Yeah, James. James can you hear me?"
James opened his eyes. Everything was blurry. Where are my glasses… He thought. He groaned as he felt the overwhelming pain in his stomach. He looked down only to look away as quickly as possible. A large piece of glass was sticking into his stomach.
The man looked at it and turned back to the other wizard.
"That looks pretty nasty, we better leave it in till the proffesionals get here, 'my right?"
"Yeah… I think theres someone coming…" The man said as he peered over the crowd of muggles surrounding them.
A few men walked in followed closely by Sirius Black.
One of the men stopped dead on the spot, and gagged slightly.
"Mr. Potter? Well, we seem to have found your boy." The man said from beside James.
"Looks like he needs some medical attention though… pretty nasty…" The other man said looking at the numorous glass cuts and the bruise on his neck from the numerous stranglings.
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30 minutes before James gets found
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Lily got up from bed. They would go back to Hogwarts tomorrow. She got up and looked at the calander. Search. Her heart sunk. She had forgotten James was missing, for a moment. She sighed and headed downstairs for a quick breakfast.
"hello mum." She said as she entered the kitchen.
"Oh, hello, Lily dear. An owl came… I guess it decided not to wake you up or something… It brought this…"
Rose handed her daughter a letter.
Lily opened it up curiously.
(A/N if you don't have this font it might look strange, I'm not sure)
Dear Lily,
Hey. I just wanted to tell you, Sirius just sent me an owl, telling me not to show up to search more for James… I was ordered to tell you, and you are ordered to tell Chelsea and Kelsey. Do you have any idea what this is about? I wonder if they found him. Well, I better go. Bye
~Remus
Lily read over the letter. What does Sirius think he's playing at? She thoguht angrily but then she read over Remus' letter again. Maybe they found him! She thought happily. She quickly grabbed a few pieces of parchment and a quill and began writing.
(A/N font again, whenever it does a letter, forgive me if it looks messed up)
Dear Chelsea & Kelsey,
I have been informed by Remus that we arent going to search for James today. Sirius told him and me and Remus think they might have found him. We arent sure though. I am going to write Sirius and ask him whats up. I'll write you right when I find out. Bye!
Love,
Lily
Lily grabbed the other piece of parchment and scribbled down a note to Sirius
Dear Sirius,
Whats going on? Why arent we going to look for James today? Has he been found? Please write back ASAP!
Love,
Lily
She looked at it. She had rushed and some words were hard to make out. Sirius'll figure it out. She thought as she walked to her snowy owl, Blizzard.
"Feel up to a double mission Blizz?"
The owl nipped her finger affectionately and took the letters. Lily watched him fly away then walked downstairs, just realizing how hungry she was.
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Sirius couldn't sit still. They said they heard someone … a boy … yelling from inside a building… what if it isnt James? Ohhh darn… I should have mentioned that… I'll be in deep shit not to mention Mr. Potter will be very depressed… But it might be him! Please be James… ugh I got to stop thinking about this… I am just scaring myself… Sirius thought to himself.
"Sirius, are you sure that it's James there?"
"Well…"
Mr. Potter's eyes flashed slightly, obviously getting annoyed.
"Well… I am not sure but it is worth a look right?" Sirius surprised himself when he said that. Usually James is the 'quick excuse' person.
Mr. Potter seemed satisfied with Sirius' response and looked to the minister.
"Alright. I will send a few of my best in to get him,
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Blizzard soared through the air straight to the Doakes house. Chelsea was getting dressed and Kelsey was eating breakfast in the kitchen. Blizzard flew into the bedroom and landed on a coat hanger in the corner of the room.
Chelsea walked over to it. "Hello Blizzard"
She siad as she took the note addressed to her and Kelsey and read it. Blizzard flew out before she finished it.
"hmmm… Kelsey! Come here!!"
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Sirius, Mr. Potter, and two large men named Caleb Fier, and Gregg Maxxis.
They walked along the street, looking at the buildings. Muggle towns. Ugh, They're falling apart and they do nothing to fix them. Don't know how they live without magic… Sirius thought. Then he noticed a large crowd of people. He glanced at the building they stood by.
"That's the building!"
"Wonder whats going on beneath the building…" Gregg said as he looked at the crowd of muggles. Caleb stepped forward, pushing through all the muggles, Gregg, Mr. Potter, and Sirius following close behind.
Sirius felt his throat go dry as Mr. Potter stopped, just blocking Sirius' view…
Sirius pushed past a muggle standing infront of him and nearly fell at the blood gushing from James' stomach.
Sirius turned away
"Sirius, don't go in there!" Sirius ran past into the room. His eyes widened in horror as he kneeled down beside his parents dead bodies. Blood was everywhere.
"no!" Sirius yelled out, as he felt a hand grab his shoulder…
"Sirius!" Sirius opened his eyes.
He saw someone carrying James away (too many muggles around to use magic) Mr. Potter stared at him.
"Come on Sirius… are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah. Lets go…" he said wanting to get away from the blood stained street.
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Alright! How'd y'all like it? It got a little confusing in the middle there didn't it? I did that on purpose! LOL! Hahaaa! If you got confused by it just reread it, that might help.
Alright, I just want to thank my best friend SpArKy GuRl and also get mad at her for the same time.
Thank her, for being my beta reader.
Get mad at her, for using MY SCREEN NAME in her bio!
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