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Discalimer: Duh... You ought to know by now...
Strangest Friends
Chapter 20: October 1981
Jamie sat on the couch, staring into the book she was reading. She wasn't really reading it. She was pretty much thinking. What, she wasn't sure about. Well, ok, she did know what she was thinking about. Lily and James. They had been on her minds ever since the had gotten some information from the Ministry. Once again, it wasn't to promising. But, when was their information happy and promising. They had told the Potters that it was going through a "vote" thing, but it was just barely passing, so not to get their hopes up. What fine people. Jamie was glad she didn't work there, even though she had a feeling she'd end up there sooner or later.
Jamie tried to concentrate on her reading, but was unsucessful, again. The Potters, the excessive sicknesses, the looking at dress after dress, looking and smelling at flower after flower, it all just got to her. Her life had did a sudden flip flop when Sirius proposed. Not that she was complaining.
"I'm home," Sirius called from the kitchen.
"That's nice," Jamie called back.
"Thank you," Sirius said, and Jamie recognized the sound of the refridgerator opening.
"Do you ever not eat?" Jamie joked.
"Shut up..." Sirius said. "Where are you?"
Jamie rolled her eyes and laid back in the couch, looking at her book again. It was "The Hobbit" by JRR Tolkein. She had to admit that it was a lot like her world, and wouldn't have been suprised if Tolkein was a wizard. She had read the book once before, and had liked it a lot. But, she wasn't really able to read it now. I think that you ought to know why.
"Guess what I found out," Sirius said, coming into the living room.
"What?" Jamie asked, looking over the book.
"I know something you don't know," he sang.
"Tell me now," Jamie said. "I'm pregnant, look like an Easter edd slash watermelon and you don't want to toy with me."
"Ok, I'll tell you," Sirius said.
He paused.
"Any day now."
"It was for dramatic effect. Ok, Lily and James havve gotten approved of the Fidelius Charm," Sirius said.
"No way..." Jamie said, jumping up.
"Yah way," Sirius said, but then his face fell. "But... they want me to be their Secret Keeper."
Jamie looked at him with confusion. "What's wrong with that?"
"Jamie," Sirius said. "I was, like, second best in our year, for guys at least. I have a pretty good mind. And I also know how people's minds work. Voldemort finds out that the Potters have a Fidelias Charm on them. Who would the Potters have as their Secret Keeper?"
"You," Jamie said.
"Me. I have been James's best friend since as long as I can remember. Everyone knows that, at least all of the Death Eaters that went to school with us, which there are a lot. They'll say, 'Yo, Voldie, I know who their Secret Keeper is.' and then they'll be dead."
Jamie nodded. "Then who? Remus-"
"No," Sirius said plainly.
"But-"
"No, I just..." Sirius said. "No, he has to much pressure on him as it is."
"Ok..." Jamie said. "Well, not me, because I've been Lily's best friends since school, and I don't think I really want to do that. What about Peter?"
Sirius looked up and his face brightened. "That's great!"
"Huh."
"Well, everyone knows that Peter's practically a Squib, no offense, of course..."
"Of course."
"And, who would ask someone like him?"
"Sirius, you do realize that you're totally dissing one of your best friends, here," Jamie said, smiling all the same.
"Oh, come on," Sirius said. "You know it's the truth."
"True that," Jamie said.
"Ok," Sirius said, pondering the situation. "We have found out how we can save Lily and James. But I'm not going to be the one who breaks it to them."
"Yeah," Jamie said. "Well, I suppose I could."
Sirius bent over and picked up the cordless phone. "After you."
Well, the phone call went well, Lily and James agreed with Sirius and Jamie, and it was all planned out. The charm would be placed that night. Now they had to tell Peter.
"Do you know where he is?" Jamie asked into the phone.
"No, but I think he has a phone," James said. "Lily, does Peter have a phone?" There was a pause. "Ok, thanks, yeah, he does, but she doesn't know if he's ever used it before."
"Well, you can call him," Jamie said. Sirius looked up.
"I will," Sirius said.
"What?" Jamie asked. "Ok, James, Sirius wants to."
"Ok," James said, "Tell him and be at your house tonight at eight." He then gave her the number.
After saying goodbye, Jamie hung up the phone and stood up, giving it to Sirius.
"Here, I'll be right back," Jamie said, going into the kitchen.
Sirius took a deep breath. The real reason he had wanted to call Peter was because of backing out of being the Secret Keeper. They had agreed not to tell anyone about the swich, except for those involved. Not even Remus would know. But, Sirius felt bad, because he had suggested it, mainly because he didn't want to get hurt in anyway. Sure, it sounded really bad, but he couldn't help it. He had a fiancé and a kid on the way.
Sirius punched in the numbers, and put the phone up to his face. It rang three times until a rather shoked voice came on.
"H-hello?"
"Hey, Wormtail, it's Sirius," Sirius said, trying to sound cheerful. He had a deep feeling that he was doing something wrong. He shook it off and said, "Can I ask you something?"
"What?" Peter said, but it kind of came out as a terrified squeak.
Sirius was going to ask if something was wrong, but decided to skip it. He came right out and told him about all that was happening with Lily and James and their proposal for him being Secret Keeper.
"Well?" Sirius finished.
Peter was silent for a few seconds, as though contemplating the idea. "Yeah, Sirius, I will." His voice seemed happier, for some reason. Sirius figured that it was because Lily and James were going to live now.
"Be at my house at eight then," Sirius said.
"Ok," Peter said and hung up.
'That was easy enough,' Sirius thought to himself, lying back on the couch, and for the first time in a long time felt really truely happy.
"Hello, my dear friends," James greeted, apparating at Sirius and Jamie's house at 8:00. Lily apparated behind him with Harry in her arms.
Within a matter of seconds, Peter showed up as well.
"Well, doesn't that just work out dandy," Sirius said.
"Let's get this over with," Peter said, not seeming his usual freaked out self.
Lily shot a glance at Jamie, then said, "Ok, if you want."
Jamie went over to a bookshelf and took out a book and flipped it open to a page that was marked. She walked back to the four others.
"Ready?" Jamie asked.
"Yeah," Peter said, looking around at the room.
"Here, Lily," Jamie said, handing the book to her.
"No, Jamie, you're the charms master," Lily said, smiling.
"Ok," Jamie shrugged, and went into her bedroom to fetch her wand. "You'd think I'd learn to carry it around with me."
The other four giggled, but it was more or less out of nervousness.
"Ready, Peter?" Jamie asked, gripping her wand.
"Yeah..." Peter said absentmindedly.
"Ok," Jamie said, looking into the book. She aimed her wand and said, "Fidelia." A blast of blue light sprung from the end of her wand, making her step back. The light hit Peter, and his body illuminated. As suddenly as it had appeared, it stopped. The blue light disappeared and it was done.
"That's it?" Sirius asked.
"Yep," Jamie said, looking into the book.
"Wow," James said. "That wasn't... that bad."
"Well, Peter, I think that you should go home and be careful," Lily said, holding a struggling Harry in her arms.
"Ok..." Peter said, apparently shook up.
"Oh, and, Peter," Lily said, kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you so much."
"Uh... you're welcome," Peter said and disapparated.
"Well, we better be going," James said, taking Harry from Lily's arms.
"Thank you so much," Lily said, her eyes filled with sincerity. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
"I don't know we'd do without you guys," Jamie said, smiling.
"Goodbye," Lily said, and disapparated, her husband following the suit.
It was a week later, Halloween, if you want to be precise, which in this case it would be a good idea. Jamie was handing out candy to a some small children.
"And, a sucker for the ballerina, ooh, good choice, sweetheart, I'm a ballerina myself," Jamie said, putting the candy into the bag.
"Really?" the girl asked, her eyes wide.
"Yep," Jamie laughed. "And, some gum for the, oh, let me guess," Jamie said. "A witch?"
"Mh hm!" the little girl said happily. Shehad a pointed hat and long black robes that were ripped and shaggy. "Do you like my costume?"
"I love it, sweetie," she said and put the candy into the bag she was holding out.
"You're going to be a wonderful mother," said the woman who was gesturing the children away.
"Oh, why thank you," Jamie said, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Did you hear that, Si? She said I'm going to be a wonderful mother," Jamie said, closing the door. It was getting dark, and the kids were starting to stop coming. Jamie guessed that it was the last group.
"I could have told you that," Sirius said over "The Daily Prophet." "Want to go see Lily and James?"
"Sure," Jamie said, "Lemme go and get my coat.
Lily walked up the stairs, holding a disgruntled Harry in her arms.
"Harry, stop struggling," Lily said, setting him down in his crib. She began to sing a lullaby to her son, and it began to sooth him slightly, he stopped wriggling.
"Lily," James said, appearing at the door. "Is he ok?"
"He's fine, honey," Lily said, smiling. "He needed to get his diaper changed. Can you go get the diapers? They're in the bathroom."
"Sure," James said. He turned to go down the steps.
As he rounded the corner, there was a knock at the door. James looked at it, confused, and looked at the clock. It was 9:00, and trick-or-treating stopped at 8:30. He shrugged and walked to the door, opening it. But, instead of the cheery "Trick or treat!" from the neighborhood kids which he expected, he heard a high cackling laugh.
"Oh no," James said quietly, backing up slightly and trying to grab his wand in his pocket as a surge of anger went through his body. "Peter... you..."
"Hello, James," said Voldemort, from under his cloak. "Nice to see you."
"James what's-" Lily called from at the top of the stairs.
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him!" James cried, looking up at his bride. "Go! Run! I'll hold him off until-"
"Avada Kadavra!" Voldemort roared, a bright green light escaping from his wand.
Lily turned and ran back into the nursery before the light lifted, she didn't think that she'd be able to bear seeing her husband... dead. She scooped up the baby boy and grabbed her wand.
"Don't worry, Harry," she said, "We're going to be all right."
The baby was looking up at his mother, with what must have been a look of confusion. Lily heard the door to the nursery fly open and watched it slam into the other wall. She took a deep breath and pulled the baby Harry close to her body.
"Hello, Mrs Potter, or should I say Ms, now that you're minus a husband," Voldemort taunted, followed by a high cackling laughter.
The taunt about James echoed in Lily's mind, but she controlled herself, bringing Harry closer to her body.
"Now, give me the boy," the evil wizard said.
Lily gasped. She had no idea that this was about Harry. She was tempted to turn around, but she didn't.
"Now!" Voldemort yelled.
"Not Harry," Lily whimpered. "Not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside now..."
"Not Harry, please no," Lily said again. "Take me, kill me instead-"
"Give me the boy!" Voldemort demanded, raising his wand.
"Not Harry!" Lily pleaded. "Please... have mercy... have mercy..." She began to choke on her tears, which were now flowing down her face. She was going to die. Her whole family was going to be gone.
A tear landed on Harry's forehead as she set him down and she heard the incantation being screamed, and she screamed too, then collapsed next to her baby's crib, the crib she and James had taken so long to pick out.
"Hello, Harry," Voldemort said, kicking the young woman aside. He sneared down at the baby who was smiling widely, giggling almost.
"Avada Kadavra," Voldemort said, as though it was something he had done hundreds of times before, which he had. But, then, something that even Voldemort could explain happened. The curse somehow rebounded, hitting himself. He felt himself going whispy, or something, and disappear all together.
It was suddenly quiet, and all that could be heard was the cry of a small baby, and a motorcycle coming down the road.
A/N: Thank you soooo much, Meduline!!!!!! I'm such a dork!!!
Discalimer: Duh... You ought to know by now...
Strangest Friends
Chapter 20: October 1981
Jamie sat on the couch, staring into the book she was reading. She wasn't really reading it. She was pretty much thinking. What, she wasn't sure about. Well, ok, she did know what she was thinking about. Lily and James. They had been on her minds ever since the had gotten some information from the Ministry. Once again, it wasn't to promising. But, when was their information happy and promising. They had told the Potters that it was going through a "vote" thing, but it was just barely passing, so not to get their hopes up. What fine people. Jamie was glad she didn't work there, even though she had a feeling she'd end up there sooner or later.
Jamie tried to concentrate on her reading, but was unsucessful, again. The Potters, the excessive sicknesses, the looking at dress after dress, looking and smelling at flower after flower, it all just got to her. Her life had did a sudden flip flop when Sirius proposed. Not that she was complaining.
"I'm home," Sirius called from the kitchen.
"That's nice," Jamie called back.
"Thank you," Sirius said, and Jamie recognized the sound of the refridgerator opening.
"Do you ever not eat?" Jamie joked.
"Shut up..." Sirius said. "Where are you?"
Jamie rolled her eyes and laid back in the couch, looking at her book again. It was "The Hobbit" by JRR Tolkein. She had to admit that it was a lot like her world, and wouldn't have been suprised if Tolkein was a wizard. She had read the book once before, and had liked it a lot. But, she wasn't really able to read it now. I think that you ought to know why.
"Guess what I found out," Sirius said, coming into the living room.
"What?" Jamie asked, looking over the book.
"I know something you don't know," he sang.
"Tell me now," Jamie said. "I'm pregnant, look like an Easter edd slash watermelon and you don't want to toy with me."
"Ok, I'll tell you," Sirius said.
He paused.
"Any day now."
"It was for dramatic effect. Ok, Lily and James havve gotten approved of the Fidelius Charm," Sirius said.
"No way..." Jamie said, jumping up.
"Yah way," Sirius said, but then his face fell. "But... they want me to be their Secret Keeper."
Jamie looked at him with confusion. "What's wrong with that?"
"Jamie," Sirius said. "I was, like, second best in our year, for guys at least. I have a pretty good mind. And I also know how people's minds work. Voldemort finds out that the Potters have a Fidelias Charm on them. Who would the Potters have as their Secret Keeper?"
"You," Jamie said.
"Me. I have been James's best friend since as long as I can remember. Everyone knows that, at least all of the Death Eaters that went to school with us, which there are a lot. They'll say, 'Yo, Voldie, I know who their Secret Keeper is.' and then they'll be dead."
Jamie nodded. "Then who? Remus-"
"No," Sirius said plainly.
"But-"
"No, I just..." Sirius said. "No, he has to much pressure on him as it is."
"Ok..." Jamie said. "Well, not me, because I've been Lily's best friends since school, and I don't think I really want to do that. What about Peter?"
Sirius looked up and his face brightened. "That's great!"
"Huh."
"Well, everyone knows that Peter's practically a Squib, no offense, of course..."
"Of course."
"And, who would ask someone like him?"
"Sirius, you do realize that you're totally dissing one of your best friends, here," Jamie said, smiling all the same.
"Oh, come on," Sirius said. "You know it's the truth."
"True that," Jamie said.
"Ok," Sirius said, pondering the situation. "We have found out how we can save Lily and James. But I'm not going to be the one who breaks it to them."
"Yeah," Jamie said. "Well, I suppose I could."
Sirius bent over and picked up the cordless phone. "After you."
Well, the phone call went well, Lily and James agreed with Sirius and Jamie, and it was all planned out. The charm would be placed that night. Now they had to tell Peter.
"Do you know where he is?" Jamie asked into the phone.
"No, but I think he has a phone," James said. "Lily, does Peter have a phone?" There was a pause. "Ok, thanks, yeah, he does, but she doesn't know if he's ever used it before."
"Well, you can call him," Jamie said. Sirius looked up.
"I will," Sirius said.
"What?" Jamie asked. "Ok, James, Sirius wants to."
"Ok," James said, "Tell him and be at your house tonight at eight." He then gave her the number.
After saying goodbye, Jamie hung up the phone and stood up, giving it to Sirius.
"Here, I'll be right back," Jamie said, going into the kitchen.
Sirius took a deep breath. The real reason he had wanted to call Peter was because of backing out of being the Secret Keeper. They had agreed not to tell anyone about the swich, except for those involved. Not even Remus would know. But, Sirius felt bad, because he had suggested it, mainly because he didn't want to get hurt in anyway. Sure, it sounded really bad, but he couldn't help it. He had a fiancé and a kid on the way.
Sirius punched in the numbers, and put the phone up to his face. It rang three times until a rather shoked voice came on.
"H-hello?"
"Hey, Wormtail, it's Sirius," Sirius said, trying to sound cheerful. He had a deep feeling that he was doing something wrong. He shook it off and said, "Can I ask you something?"
"What?" Peter said, but it kind of came out as a terrified squeak.
Sirius was going to ask if something was wrong, but decided to skip it. He came right out and told him about all that was happening with Lily and James and their proposal for him being Secret Keeper.
"Well?" Sirius finished.
Peter was silent for a few seconds, as though contemplating the idea. "Yeah, Sirius, I will." His voice seemed happier, for some reason. Sirius figured that it was because Lily and James were going to live now.
"Be at my house at eight then," Sirius said.
"Ok," Peter said and hung up.
'That was easy enough,' Sirius thought to himself, lying back on the couch, and for the first time in a long time felt really truely happy.
"Hello, my dear friends," James greeted, apparating at Sirius and Jamie's house at 8:00. Lily apparated behind him with Harry in her arms.
Within a matter of seconds, Peter showed up as well.
"Well, doesn't that just work out dandy," Sirius said.
"Let's get this over with," Peter said, not seeming his usual freaked out self.
Lily shot a glance at Jamie, then said, "Ok, if you want."
Jamie went over to a bookshelf and took out a book and flipped it open to a page that was marked. She walked back to the four others.
"Ready?" Jamie asked.
"Yeah," Peter said, looking around at the room.
"Here, Lily," Jamie said, handing the book to her.
"No, Jamie, you're the charms master," Lily said, smiling.
"Ok," Jamie shrugged, and went into her bedroom to fetch her wand. "You'd think I'd learn to carry it around with me."
The other four giggled, but it was more or less out of nervousness.
"Ready, Peter?" Jamie asked, gripping her wand.
"Yeah..." Peter said absentmindedly.
"Ok," Jamie said, looking into the book. She aimed her wand and said, "Fidelia." A blast of blue light sprung from the end of her wand, making her step back. The light hit Peter, and his body illuminated. As suddenly as it had appeared, it stopped. The blue light disappeared and it was done.
"That's it?" Sirius asked.
"Yep," Jamie said, looking into the book.
"Wow," James said. "That wasn't... that bad."
"Well, Peter, I think that you should go home and be careful," Lily said, holding a struggling Harry in her arms.
"Ok..." Peter said, apparently shook up.
"Oh, and, Peter," Lily said, kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you so much."
"Uh... you're welcome," Peter said and disapparated.
"Well, we better be going," James said, taking Harry from Lily's arms.
"Thank you so much," Lily said, her eyes filled with sincerity. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
"I don't know we'd do without you guys," Jamie said, smiling.
"Goodbye," Lily said, and disapparated, her husband following the suit.
It was a week later, Halloween, if you want to be precise, which in this case it would be a good idea. Jamie was handing out candy to a some small children.
"And, a sucker for the ballerina, ooh, good choice, sweetheart, I'm a ballerina myself," Jamie said, putting the candy into the bag.
"Really?" the girl asked, her eyes wide.
"Yep," Jamie laughed. "And, some gum for the, oh, let me guess," Jamie said. "A witch?"
"Mh hm!" the little girl said happily. Shehad a pointed hat and long black robes that were ripped and shaggy. "Do you like my costume?"
"I love it, sweetie," she said and put the candy into the bag she was holding out.
"You're going to be a wonderful mother," said the woman who was gesturing the children away.
"Oh, why thank you," Jamie said, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Did you hear that, Si? She said I'm going to be a wonderful mother," Jamie said, closing the door. It was getting dark, and the kids were starting to stop coming. Jamie guessed that it was the last group.
"I could have told you that," Sirius said over "The Daily Prophet." "Want to go see Lily and James?"
"Sure," Jamie said, "Lemme go and get my coat.
Lily walked up the stairs, holding a disgruntled Harry in her arms.
"Harry, stop struggling," Lily said, setting him down in his crib. She began to sing a lullaby to her son, and it began to sooth him slightly, he stopped wriggling.
"Lily," James said, appearing at the door. "Is he ok?"
"He's fine, honey," Lily said, smiling. "He needed to get his diaper changed. Can you go get the diapers? They're in the bathroom."
"Sure," James said. He turned to go down the steps.
As he rounded the corner, there was a knock at the door. James looked at it, confused, and looked at the clock. It was 9:00, and trick-or-treating stopped at 8:30. He shrugged and walked to the door, opening it. But, instead of the cheery "Trick or treat!" from the neighborhood kids which he expected, he heard a high cackling laugh.
"Oh no," James said quietly, backing up slightly and trying to grab his wand in his pocket as a surge of anger went through his body. "Peter... you..."
"Hello, James," said Voldemort, from under his cloak. "Nice to see you."
"James what's-" Lily called from at the top of the stairs.
"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him!" James cried, looking up at his bride. "Go! Run! I'll hold him off until-"
"Avada Kadavra!" Voldemort roared, a bright green light escaping from his wand.
Lily turned and ran back into the nursery before the light lifted, she didn't think that she'd be able to bear seeing her husband... dead. She scooped up the baby boy and grabbed her wand.
"Don't worry, Harry," she said, "We're going to be all right."
The baby was looking up at his mother, with what must have been a look of confusion. Lily heard the door to the nursery fly open and watched it slam into the other wall. She took a deep breath and pulled the baby Harry close to her body.
"Hello, Mrs Potter, or should I say Ms, now that you're minus a husband," Voldemort taunted, followed by a high cackling laughter.
The taunt about James echoed in Lily's mind, but she controlled herself, bringing Harry closer to her body.
"Now, give me the boy," the evil wizard said.
Lily gasped. She had no idea that this was about Harry. She was tempted to turn around, but she didn't.
"Now!" Voldemort yelled.
"Not Harry," Lily whimpered. "Not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside, you silly girl... stand aside now..."
"Not Harry, please no," Lily said again. "Take me, kill me instead-"
"Give me the boy!" Voldemort demanded, raising his wand.
"Not Harry!" Lily pleaded. "Please... have mercy... have mercy..." She began to choke on her tears, which were now flowing down her face. She was going to die. Her whole family was going to be gone.
A tear landed on Harry's forehead as she set him down and she heard the incantation being screamed, and she screamed too, then collapsed next to her baby's crib, the crib she and James had taken so long to pick out.
"Hello, Harry," Voldemort said, kicking the young woman aside. He sneared down at the baby who was smiling widely, giggling almost.
"Avada Kadavra," Voldemort said, as though it was something he had done hundreds of times before, which he had. But, then, something that even Voldemort could explain happened. The curse somehow rebounded, hitting himself. He felt himself going whispy, or something, and disappear all together.
It was suddenly quiet, and all that could be heard was the cry of a small baby, and a motorcycle coming down the road.
A/N: Thank you soooo much, Meduline!!!!!! I'm such a dork!!!
