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Strangest Friends
Chapter Eight: Writing on the Wall

It had been one month since that fateful day with Tessa and Remus's fight. They avoided each other, and when they did happen to be together, they wouldn't talk or look at each other. It looked as though their friendship was over, when they had only gone out together for one week. It was now late October and it was oddly cold. The crew was out by the lake, except for Remus, who was having a fun experience. You know what I'm talking about. Tessa was with them too, mainly because Remus wasn't there. Jamie had been true to Remus's word, and Lily and Tessa thought he was at his grandmother's.
"I'm so cold, why are we out here?" Sirius asked, blowing on his fingers.
"Because we're supposed to meet Hagrid," Lily said, then sneezed.
"We were supposed to meet him her a half hour ago!" Jamie said, looking around the lake.
"Can we pleeeaaase go up?" James whined.
"Puh-leeeeaaase?" Sirius and Jamie said in unision.
"Fine," Lily said, whiping her nose. "But don't come crying to me if Hagrid gets all pissed off."
They walked up to the school in a not so silent manner. This was beacause of frequent sniffing, coughing, and sneezing.
"Will you guys please stop milking it?" Tessa demanded. She hardly ever got sick.
The other four glared at her. Just then, there was a strange sound from the direction of the Whomping Willow.
"What was that?" Lily asked.
"What was what?" James, Sirius and Jamie said in unison. "Didn't hear anything!"
"Um, sure," Lily said, her eyes on the tree.
"There yah are!" they heard a booming voice say from behind them. "I was lookin' all over fo' yah!"
"Hi, Hagrid," Lily said. "We had been waiting for you, but you never showed up."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Hagrid said quickly. "I jus' need yahr 'elp. Thin' yah can 'elp me out?"
"Sure," James said in monotone, then blowing his nose.
"James, yah aught ta go tah Madam Pomfrey 'bout 'at 'old!" Hagrid said while leading them to his pumpkin patch. "I need 'elp takin' 'em up to the castle. Wanna give me a 'and?"
The pumpkins were twice as tall as Sirius and at least twenty times as wide. The teenagers were looking at them with their mouths open.
"Holy crap," Tessa said under her breath.
"Beau'iful, aren't dey?" Hagrid said, smiling widely. "Come on, now, yah can roll 'em up da 'ill!"
He was already halfway up when the five of them found one that was small enough for them to push. After much effort and being quite exhausted in the end, they got one pumpkin into the enterance of the school. They were all trying to catch their breath when Hagrid came up with his third pumpkin.
"Yah tired already?" Hagrid asked as Professor McGonnagal used Wingardium Leviosa charm to direct the pumpkins into the Hall.
"And WHY didn't you think of that, Miss Head Boy and Girl?" Sirius turned and asked James and Lily.
"Uh..."
"Lemme get back to you on that one, Si."
"Well, I think tha's it, kids," Hagrid said, smiling down on them. "'anks fo' yah' 'elp!"
With that he turned and went back down to his hut on the grounds.
"He seemed in a really good mood," Tessa said as they climbed the many stairs to the Gryffindor commonroom.
"I'm gonna go down to Madam Pomfrey," James said, scrunching up his nose. "Maybe she can do something about my cold."
"See yah, Potter," Sirius said. "Anyone want to play chess?"
"I will," Jamie said. "I need to go and get my set though. It's in my trunk."
"I'll get it for you, Jamie," Lily said. "I'm going up there anyways."
The common-room was almost deserted, which was odd, becasue it was a Saturday. But since the You-Know-Who incident, it may be because of that. No one really felt to safe in their dormitories at night.
Tessa flopped into an armchair and sighed. She had been avoiding Remus for a month now, and she really was getting sick of it. Whether she liked it or not, she really did like him.
Just then, James bursted into the commonroom with smoke coming from his ears. He had an annoyed expresion on his face.
Sirius smirked and said, "Goes well with your hair, Jamesie."
"Shut your face," James said, storming to the couch and sitting down. "I hate being sick."
"Yes, but it really does clear up your sinuses," Jamie said.
"You sound like Pomfrey."
"That's what she told me last time I had a cold."
"Ah."
"Yep."
"Hey, what's taking Lily so long?" Sirus asked.
Right then, there was a bloodcurdling scream heard from the girl's dormitory.
"Oh, my God, Lily!" Jamie said and ran up the stairs. Tessa, James, and Sirius followed her up the winding staricase.
When they reached the three girl's room, Jamie pushed the door open.
"Lily, are you, oh my..." Jamie said, but stopped seeing the room.
The room, which was normally neatly organized, except for Lily's side, was a complete mess. The trunks had things strewn everywhere, the bed sheets were pulled off, the curtains ripped on the four posters, the window was broken as well as the mirrors, the picture in their room was empty, but also had a large rip across it, much like the Fat Lady's had been. That wasn't the worst of it. Lily was shakily pointing at the wall behind the other four. They slowly turned around and there, in what looked like blood, was scraled a message which said, "Watch all you friend's of the Potters, for your time is drawing near, very near..." Under it was smeared blood.
"Oh my, God," Tessa said.
James was shaking. "What..."
"Oh, Lily," Jamie said, walking to her friend who was now crying.
"I'll go get someone," Tessa said, sprinting down the stairs.
James sat down by the fireplace and buried his face in his hands. He was undoubtably crying as well, but he couldn't show it around Sirius. Lily walked over and sat next to James. She layed her head on his shoulder and cried. James put his arm around her and they cried together. I suppose you could say that was the start of their relationship. Very romantic. Jamie crossed her arms and trued to warm herself up because she was shivering. She wasn't crying. Yet. She closed her eyes and sighed. When you breathed, you could just smell the blood. The thought made her feel sick to her stomach, so she leaned against a wall (not the one with blood on it) in case she fainted. She opened her eyes and Sirius was standing in front of her. Sirius was at least a foot taller than her, she wasn't blessed with height. His brown eyes were filled with tears, but he seemed to be trying to keep them in. Jamie blinked, and her own tears began to flow down her face. She took a step towards Sirius and they wrapped their arms around each other and cried.
They heard footsteps coming up the stairs and looked to the door, and saw Professors Dumbledore and McGonnagol. They both had stricken looks on their faces and Dumbledore's eyes had lost all sparkle. They looked from the two couples, to the mess, to the writing on the wall. Dumbledore's eyes filled with hatred, then to sympathy when he looked upon the four crying teenagers.
"I'm going to have to alert the Ministry and get some officials down here. I'm sure they'll want to check this out," Dumbledore said, his voice lacking it's usual gaity. "You three girls can sleep in a spare dormitory on the top of the tower. Take any belongings that you want, clothing and such and hurry up. Please stay there for the night, don't come out until dinner. Same with you boys. Now, off you go."
He turned and left. Professor McGonnagal looked at the teens with sympathy and gave a sad smile. "I'm sure there won't be any classes tomorrow, so do alert the others that my essay will not be due."
She left with the swish of her cloak.
The three girls silently began to put their things into their trunks. The boys helped, picking up things and guessing at whose trunk it belonged in. They took their things into an empty dormitory. Lily started the fire, as Jamie laid out her things. Her hands were still shaking. She had a pair of gloves on to keep them at a normal temperature. Tessa was sitting on her bed, staring into space. Sirius had taken one of Jamie's quills and some parchment and was writing letters to their parents.
Finally, James said something. "Why? Why me? I mean, out of all the seventh year guys?"
"I don't know, James, but don't you worry. We'll be here for you," Lily said, putting his hand into hers.
"Believe it or not, that's very reassuring," James said, for once not being sarcastic in any way.