I'm going to write this part in Lily's viewpoint

I'm going to write this part in Lily's viewpoint.

Disclaimers: Anything or anyone you don't recognise belongs to me, especially Eltala Riddle, and Lily Snape. Everything else belongs to J K Rowlings. I haven't, and I won't make any money out of this!

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Sorry, it's a little mushy…

Caught in the act - Chapter Ten

That git marched me at wand point into the next carriage. I was so mad that I vowed to pay him back for all his threats and bullying. I stumbled through the door, only to see two surprised faces looking up at me. In the moment that followed, (before the three boys following me burst in) I took in the faces and figures, of the two boys in front of me.

The boy on the right was medium height – well about my height, so I guess that means short – had dark brown hair – the kind that looked neat, but no matter how much magic you used, would still look like dog fur, in some strange way – and had a strange look of mischief in his dark brown eyes. Over all, reasonably good looking, but not my type.

The other, well! Totally different story. Quite tall and thin, he had jet-black hair that tumbled untamed across his brow. His eyes were a golden brown, soft and unblinking, that looked so innocent, so confident. Our eyes met for a second – but a second was enough. I felt my heart melt inside me - only to be frozen again as Creep & Co made their way through the door.

"This is where you will stay, Miss Evans. With outcasts and misfits like yourself. Don't ever refuse to vacate a compartment for us again!"

At that moment, I felt my hot temper rise, inside of me, and who knows what would have happened if the two boys hadn't tried to help me. They jumped to their feet, fury showing on both their faces. Before they could do anything, however, Lucius made the first move.

"Multi Crucio! Confusio" An unforgivable curse! How could he know that? Someone must have taught him, but who? If that was how he reacted to a simple argument… Now they also wouldn't realise who had done it…

I froze as I saw them fall to the ground, twitching. I could see the looks of unimaginable pain on their faces, but neither of them had even screamed. My temper got the better of me. I was no longer scared, just angry. Fury, might be a better word.

With a quick mutter of words and a wave of my wand I ended the curse. I pointed my wand at Lucius, then at his two friends, yelling 'stupefy!' all the while.

My anger subsided into anxiety. I fell to my knees besides the gasping and groaning bodies on the floor. Just as I was getting James onto the bench, one of the professors, a tight lipped woman, burst in. She had heard the yells…

She stopped, seeing the five bodies, only two of them moving. I saw her face go red then white in shock and anger.

Wand outstretched in my direction, she quietly inquired my name.

"What is your name, girl?" Her voice sounded soft and dangerous.

"Lily, Lily Evans." I had this sudden realisation of what it must look like to her. I was the only one standing, with wand out. Five 'bodies' littered the floor around me. I guessed it must mean trouble for me in some way.

"And I am Professor McGonagall. Well, Miss Evans. Shall we see what this is all about." It wasn't really a question, so I didn't offer an answer.

The professor brought Malfoy and his thugs back to life, with a tricky charm, something I remembered clearly from when I had memorised the set books. Lucius got to his feet carefully, pointing a shaking finger at me.

"She – she knocked Macnair and Nott here out, and she was just getting started on Potter and his friend. She used an Unforgivable on them. Crucio, it was. And Confusio, to stop them remembering who did it. Then she knocked me out too!" He had put on a convincing expression of nervousness. It worked. McGonagall was fooled.

I was speechless. How dare he! Blame me? For cursing - what did Malfoy say his name was – Potter? And his friend? For once I had no anwer to give to a teacher.

"Do you realise the seriousness of what you've done? Even at your age, Crucio on a fellow student, gives you a term in Azakaban. You'll be talking to the minister in a very short while!"

I finally got my voice back. "But it wasn't me…" I yelled, trying to make myself clear.

McGonagall wasn't listening. She was over helping up James, and the other boy who told her his name was Sirius.

I thought all would be alright then, but then I remembered Confusio. They wouldn't remember.

"What happened? Who cursed me?" Sirius growled. His eyes came to rest on Malfoy. "You?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but Professor McGonagall was quicker. "No, Mr Black, It was not Mr Malfoy. It was Miss Evans here."

The look on James' face when she said that – I thought I might die. He looked so sad, so shocked and disappointed. I shook my head, and willed with all my heart that he might believe it wasn't me. Sirius still had a dark haunted look in his eyes from the curse.

How could this have happened, before I even got there? Only hours earlier, I had been farewelling my parents and sister, before I got on the train. Nothing could prepare me for this. This that would put me in Azakaban – for months at least!

The professor grabbed me roughly, and set me standing at almost attention, as magical rope coiled over me. The rope was tight around my neck, but it grew even tighter around my arms and legs. My legs were pulled back and tied behind me to my arms, and I fell to the floor feeling like an animal waiting to be butchered. Helpless.