25/4/02 – tried to fix swearing problem
[AN: Damn I felt like writing!!! :P)
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~ I know no composure
Only extremes
Like hellish solitude
a prisoner's scream
I can't run away
when you're hunting my hide
and I can't fight the fear
you conjure inside ~
*Chapter 3* The Demons that plague me
Snape was put up in the hospital wing for three weeks straight. Madam Pomfrey had had a terrible time trying to mold his head back into its proper shape. By then James had recovered to his *natural* state and was able to laugh along with the others when poor Snape was given bucketloads of extra homework to bring him back up. Of course, James hadn't owned up to beating him but neither had Snape owned up to assaulting Lily. Either way would land them both in deep shit and perhaps it was this that made them leave each other alone… for a while at least.
Several months had gone by since Snape raped Lily. The severe beating that had followed had taught him enough. Malfoy voluntarily stayed out of the limelight, averting his eyes whenever he passed Lily in the corridors. Now, more than ever, James kept a hold of her and made sure he knew where she was. Several times he had been given a harsh detention for beating up girls who'd tried to hit onto him, or guys who'd tried to steal Lily.
On one such occasion he was summoned to Dumbledore's office. He stood outside the stone gargoyle, fiddling slightly but not in the least bit nervous. He'd been here several times before.
McGonagall came striding up behind him. 'Ogling ogres,' she snarled at the gargoyle, which came to life and leapt aside. 'Come on Potter.' She swept along up the staircase and James strode gallantly behind.
She stopped just short of Dumbledore's desk. 'The boy, sir.'
Dumbledore smiled at her, but his eyes did not. 'Thankyou, Professor. Would you please leave us now. James, seat yourself.'
Professor McGonagall made a funny bow and slipped out. James sat and looked around rather uneasily. Even Fawkes the phoenix seemed to be frowning at him. His thoughts were interrupted by Dumbledore clearing his throat and peering across the table at him. His blue eyes were sharp and analytical.
'James, please explain yourself.' he said solemnly. 'Yesterday at precisely this time you were found beating a Hufflepuff first-year in the Great Hall. The aforementioned student was transferred to the hospital wing with severe head injuries and today still has not recovered consciousness. We have yet to recover a motive for your actions.' He checked himself, thinking he sounded like a news reporter.
'I don't need to explain myself. You've just done it for me.'
Dumbledore's face hardened. 'Don't talk back to me. I only want to know why you have been doing these things.'
In a thrice, James was on his feet glaring furiously at Dumbledore, in spite of himself. 'You've seen those jerks in the corridor! They can't keep their eyes off Lily, off me! They want my Lily, they have to get through me!'
Either Dumbledore didn't hear the expletive, or he had pretended not to. 'James, you have been nothing but trouble since the day I found you and that Lily smooching in the corridor. I forced you off for a reason. Already I can see your bad influence starting to wash over her!!'
'They deserve what they get for laying their hands on my property.' His voice was cold.
'No! If you keep this up it will only be a matter of time before either you and Lily are permanently separated, or someone meets mortal peril by your hand and you will be expelled!' Dumbledore fell silent at the force of his argument. 'I'm only trying to warn you, James. Keep your behaviour in check or else I will do it for you.'
James looked sullenly into his eyes for a moment, then stood up and stormed out of the office.
It was almost Christmas, and Hogwarts was blanketed in snow. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter spent all the time they could outdoors pelting snowballs at each other. Eventually Lily, having few friends of her own, tagged along and James took the opportunity to peg snowballs at people whom he normally would have beaten up.
One afternoon the sun came out to shine weakly. James was in the courtyard sitting under a tree with his arm around Lily. He'd told the others to rack off and they were trying to skate on the frozen lake.
'You goin' home for the hols?' said James. Lily shook her head.
'Nah man, I can't go back to that. Another month with my damn sister.'
'She's a Muggle, huh.'
'Yeah…'
'Well the joke's on her, ain't it?'
'You could say that…'
There was a mighty scream from the direction of the lake yonder and James leapt to his feet. The lake had broken through under the boys' weight and Remus was floating deep under the freezing water.
'Don't worry, Uncle's coming!' yelled James and dive-bombed into the lake.
The water around him was icy. As he pushed himself towards Remus' floating body, he wondered whether or not the lake would refreeze itself with him still in it. He must hurry.
Remus was still conscious, though barely. He kicked frantically when he saw James.
'Bub-bubbub-bub BUB!' spluttered James, supposedly meaning 'take my hand'. He extended his hand and a great stream of bubbles at Remus' face. He felt frozen fingers clutching his and then he slowly propelled his way to the surface, turning blue because of the ice or because he was out of oxygen.
Lily, watching through the sheet of ice, felt frozen too, but because of panic. At last the water surface broke and out popped James, dripping, blue. He hauled Remus' still body over onto the banks and bent over him. Sirius and Peter stared at him silently. James paused a moment to get his breath then swooped down onto Remus much the same way as he done on Lily.
They looked away instantly but in a few moments Remus was sitting up, coughing, spluttering out water. He looked dreamily at James for a second before he realised who he was.
'Ughhh!!' he groaned. 'Shame on you Jamesie-boy! What do you think I am, a lesbian?' The others laughed.
'No, sweetie,' James drawled sarcastically. 'Not unless you *are* a woman.'
'Oh James!' cried Lily, in mock despair. 'You haven't been cheating on me have you?'
Before anyone had time to laugh there was a cold snarl from behind a nearby tree.
'So your precious Jamesie has been cheating on you, has he? I told you you'd be sorry.'
James spun around in an instant. 'Severus! Lucius! Show yourself!' He narrowed his eyes at the tree and sure enough Snape popped out from behind the trunk.
'You've had Lily from me too long now!' he hissed. 'She's mine, and she was long before you even laid eyes on her!'
'Liar!' spat James. He whipped his wand out of his pocket and around him Peter, Remus and Sirius did likewise. 'Do what you want, you're never going to take Lily while I'm around!' Lily whimpered and James gave her a quick reassuring look. He raised his wand at pointed it between Snape's eyes. 'Just you try, you mad ol' bastard. I know some good hexes and I'm not afraid to kick your sorry ass with them…' Snape's face contorted with rage and he saw the opportunity to turn the knife. '…oh, I'm so sorry, was that your *face*?'
Without turning a hair, Snape called. 'Malfoy! Get here now!' Lucius stepped out obediently, carrying a knife and a look of great contempt. The sun glinted on the knife blade and Lily felt a surge of fear. She whipped out her own wand, pointed it at him and screamed 'Expelliarmus!' [AN: Did I spell it right?]
It knocked the knife out of Lucius' hands and the look off his face. He stared stupidly as it careered up in the air then came down right in the middle of his cranium with a sickening squelch and a dull thud.
'Way to go, Lily-Lily!' James whispered, but Lily went green. She turned and bolted.
Delayed reaction. Malfoy finally seemed to feel the knife in his skull and he screamed, falling to the ground with a big rush of blood. Snape helped him up and they began to race to the hospital wing.
'You idiot!' Snape screamed back at them over his shoulder. 'I'll get your precious Lily-face over the holidays!'
'Well good for you!' Sirius yelled after them. They tucked their wands away quickly as Lily crept back towards James, like a mouse approaching a piece of cheese. He put his arms around her, though his ears were still fuming from the confrontation.
'Oh no, James,' Peter commented. 'If you're going for the holidays, Lily's staying, and so are Malfoy and Snape…'
The succeeding silence filled all of them with dread. Finally James gripped Lily's shoulders and looked intently into her wide frightened eyes.
'Don't let him do anything to you. If he… if he lays one hand on you or even an eye… You send an owl straight to me and I'll hit him so hard he'll be squealin' for mercy like a little baby. You got me?' Lily nodded. She felt some of the strength she'd felt when she first encountered James outside the common room, months ago.
'He's a bouncer, like, and Dumbledore doesn't like the look of my face at the moment but you whip them if they give you any trouble.'
Lily nodded again. She loved him, strangely, and this was why she was doing this crazy thing.
On the other hand, having a good reason to beat up people was pretty fun, too.
[AN: …really I don't have anything to say but I have to put a comment here!!! What do you think of the story so far? got any suggestions about where I can take it? Oh btw could you please help out with the names of people who would be teaching at this time and who would be students, I don't know everyone right now…k? cyaz l8r!!!]
[AN: Damn I felt like writing!!! :P)
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
~ I know no composure
Only extremes
Like hellish solitude
a prisoner's scream
I can't run away
when you're hunting my hide
and I can't fight the fear
you conjure inside ~
*Chapter 3* The Demons that plague me
Snape was put up in the hospital wing for three weeks straight. Madam Pomfrey had had a terrible time trying to mold his head back into its proper shape. By then James had recovered to his *natural* state and was able to laugh along with the others when poor Snape was given bucketloads of extra homework to bring him back up. Of course, James hadn't owned up to beating him but neither had Snape owned up to assaulting Lily. Either way would land them both in deep shit and perhaps it was this that made them leave each other alone… for a while at least.
Several months had gone by since Snape raped Lily. The severe beating that had followed had taught him enough. Malfoy voluntarily stayed out of the limelight, averting his eyes whenever he passed Lily in the corridors. Now, more than ever, James kept a hold of her and made sure he knew where she was. Several times he had been given a harsh detention for beating up girls who'd tried to hit onto him, or guys who'd tried to steal Lily.
On one such occasion he was summoned to Dumbledore's office. He stood outside the stone gargoyle, fiddling slightly but not in the least bit nervous. He'd been here several times before.
McGonagall came striding up behind him. 'Ogling ogres,' she snarled at the gargoyle, which came to life and leapt aside. 'Come on Potter.' She swept along up the staircase and James strode gallantly behind.
She stopped just short of Dumbledore's desk. 'The boy, sir.'
Dumbledore smiled at her, but his eyes did not. 'Thankyou, Professor. Would you please leave us now. James, seat yourself.'
Professor McGonagall made a funny bow and slipped out. James sat and looked around rather uneasily. Even Fawkes the phoenix seemed to be frowning at him. His thoughts were interrupted by Dumbledore clearing his throat and peering across the table at him. His blue eyes were sharp and analytical.
'James, please explain yourself.' he said solemnly. 'Yesterday at precisely this time you were found beating a Hufflepuff first-year in the Great Hall. The aforementioned student was transferred to the hospital wing with severe head injuries and today still has not recovered consciousness. We have yet to recover a motive for your actions.' He checked himself, thinking he sounded like a news reporter.
'I don't need to explain myself. You've just done it for me.'
Dumbledore's face hardened. 'Don't talk back to me. I only want to know why you have been doing these things.'
In a thrice, James was on his feet glaring furiously at Dumbledore, in spite of himself. 'You've seen those jerks in the corridor! They can't keep their eyes off Lily, off me! They want my Lily, they have to get through me!'
Either Dumbledore didn't hear the expletive, or he had pretended not to. 'James, you have been nothing but trouble since the day I found you and that Lily smooching in the corridor. I forced you off for a reason. Already I can see your bad influence starting to wash over her!!'
'They deserve what they get for laying their hands on my property.' His voice was cold.
'No! If you keep this up it will only be a matter of time before either you and Lily are permanently separated, or someone meets mortal peril by your hand and you will be expelled!' Dumbledore fell silent at the force of his argument. 'I'm only trying to warn you, James. Keep your behaviour in check or else I will do it for you.'
James looked sullenly into his eyes for a moment, then stood up and stormed out of the office.
It was almost Christmas, and Hogwarts was blanketed in snow. James, Sirius, Remus and Peter spent all the time they could outdoors pelting snowballs at each other. Eventually Lily, having few friends of her own, tagged along and James took the opportunity to peg snowballs at people whom he normally would have beaten up.
One afternoon the sun came out to shine weakly. James was in the courtyard sitting under a tree with his arm around Lily. He'd told the others to rack off and they were trying to skate on the frozen lake.
'You goin' home for the hols?' said James. Lily shook her head.
'Nah man, I can't go back to that. Another month with my damn sister.'
'She's a Muggle, huh.'
'Yeah…'
'Well the joke's on her, ain't it?'
'You could say that…'
There was a mighty scream from the direction of the lake yonder and James leapt to his feet. The lake had broken through under the boys' weight and Remus was floating deep under the freezing water.
'Don't worry, Uncle's coming!' yelled James and dive-bombed into the lake.
The water around him was icy. As he pushed himself towards Remus' floating body, he wondered whether or not the lake would refreeze itself with him still in it. He must hurry.
Remus was still conscious, though barely. He kicked frantically when he saw James.
'Bub-bubbub-bub BUB!' spluttered James, supposedly meaning 'take my hand'. He extended his hand and a great stream of bubbles at Remus' face. He felt frozen fingers clutching his and then he slowly propelled his way to the surface, turning blue because of the ice or because he was out of oxygen.
Lily, watching through the sheet of ice, felt frozen too, but because of panic. At last the water surface broke and out popped James, dripping, blue. He hauled Remus' still body over onto the banks and bent over him. Sirius and Peter stared at him silently. James paused a moment to get his breath then swooped down onto Remus much the same way as he done on Lily.
They looked away instantly but in a few moments Remus was sitting up, coughing, spluttering out water. He looked dreamily at James for a second before he realised who he was.
'Ughhh!!' he groaned. 'Shame on you Jamesie-boy! What do you think I am, a lesbian?' The others laughed.
'No, sweetie,' James drawled sarcastically. 'Not unless you *are* a woman.'
'Oh James!' cried Lily, in mock despair. 'You haven't been cheating on me have you?'
Before anyone had time to laugh there was a cold snarl from behind a nearby tree.
'So your precious Jamesie has been cheating on you, has he? I told you you'd be sorry.'
James spun around in an instant. 'Severus! Lucius! Show yourself!' He narrowed his eyes at the tree and sure enough Snape popped out from behind the trunk.
'You've had Lily from me too long now!' he hissed. 'She's mine, and she was long before you even laid eyes on her!'
'Liar!' spat James. He whipped his wand out of his pocket and around him Peter, Remus and Sirius did likewise. 'Do what you want, you're never going to take Lily while I'm around!' Lily whimpered and James gave her a quick reassuring look. He raised his wand at pointed it between Snape's eyes. 'Just you try, you mad ol' bastard. I know some good hexes and I'm not afraid to kick your sorry ass with them…' Snape's face contorted with rage and he saw the opportunity to turn the knife. '…oh, I'm so sorry, was that your *face*?'
Without turning a hair, Snape called. 'Malfoy! Get here now!' Lucius stepped out obediently, carrying a knife and a look of great contempt. The sun glinted on the knife blade and Lily felt a surge of fear. She whipped out her own wand, pointed it at him and screamed 'Expelliarmus!' [AN: Did I spell it right?]
It knocked the knife out of Lucius' hands and the look off his face. He stared stupidly as it careered up in the air then came down right in the middle of his cranium with a sickening squelch and a dull thud.
'Way to go, Lily-Lily!' James whispered, but Lily went green. She turned and bolted.
Delayed reaction. Malfoy finally seemed to feel the knife in his skull and he screamed, falling to the ground with a big rush of blood. Snape helped him up and they began to race to the hospital wing.
'You idiot!' Snape screamed back at them over his shoulder. 'I'll get your precious Lily-face over the holidays!'
'Well good for you!' Sirius yelled after them. They tucked their wands away quickly as Lily crept back towards James, like a mouse approaching a piece of cheese. He put his arms around her, though his ears were still fuming from the confrontation.
'Oh no, James,' Peter commented. 'If you're going for the holidays, Lily's staying, and so are Malfoy and Snape…'
The succeeding silence filled all of them with dread. Finally James gripped Lily's shoulders and looked intently into her wide frightened eyes.
'Don't let him do anything to you. If he… if he lays one hand on you or even an eye… You send an owl straight to me and I'll hit him so hard he'll be squealin' for mercy like a little baby. You got me?' Lily nodded. She felt some of the strength she'd felt when she first encountered James outside the common room, months ago.
'He's a bouncer, like, and Dumbledore doesn't like the look of my face at the moment but you whip them if they give you any trouble.'
Lily nodded again. She loved him, strangely, and this was why she was doing this crazy thing.
On the other hand, having a good reason to beat up people was pretty fun, too.
[AN: …really I don't have anything to say but I have to put a comment here!!! What do you think of the story so far? got any suggestions about where I can take it? Oh btw could you please help out with the names of people who would be teaching at this time and who would be students, I don't know everyone right now…k? cyaz l8r!!!]