Lily practically crunched Jake's hand as the short woman, who had been her
mentor and surrogate mother for years went into the fight. She suppressed
the tears when the woman fell to the ground, having taken two attackers
with her. She clutched her wand tightly. If she did anything, she'd
jeopardize Jake's life and he was unable to defend himself. She wished
Sirius were there. When he was near she was able to pull a bit of his
strength to herself. She was almost able to do anything when she could use
his strength. As she got aware of her surroundings again she realised all
of the Potter's sons were lying lifeless on the ground of the yard, a few
of the opponents as well. Jake was behind her, eyes wide open. The look on
his face did it. She went out of her hiding place, placing her wand back in
her pocket and became aware of how she lost control of her face. Her raised
palms began to heat up and became fatal to the two nearest attackers. The
acid green light shot from her hands, effectively hitting them, but before
she was able to go on she realised they had Jake. He was the next precious
person to her in the world. He was still alive, she remembered. If she
forgot that she would go mad. One of the cloaked men raised his wand
against the obviously unconscious boy, muttering one Latin word.
"Crusio"
The pain that ripped through the figure on the ground was so bad that it radiated out for the world to know. Lily felt it almost full-force. It was what kept her sane at the moment. If she fought back they would positively kill him, and if she didn't… The harsh pain brought her back every time she was at the verge of losing it. Finally she felt two arms close around her waist, pulling her close. She felt Sirius' presence, and knew she was quite safe. Pulling off his strength she knew she could kill them all with a flick of her hand before they could do a thing about it. She did it, flicking her hand slightly. There wasn't even any slight light. One moment they were there, the next they were dust on the ground. Jake was still lying there, though, still shaking from excruciating pain.
"Someone find a counter curse," James said, hysterically.
"I don't know," she shrieked, as she went from Sirius comforting grasp to the boy on the ground, holding him tight and stroking his tousled hair as his body still twisted around in her grip. She could practically feel the flame of life in him growing dimmer and compensated for this by pushing some of her own into him, still trying to make the curse wear off. Nothing seemed to work, and she couldn't strengthen him quickly enough. He slipped away from her slowly, his body jerking less by each second. She finally bowed her head down, kissing him lightly on the lips and looking into his dark eyes for one last time before they unfocused and his body relaxed. She just lay down, her head on his chest, as her tears mixed with the blood from the numerous cuts and wounds on his body. She didn't even feel it as two pairs of strong arms got her off and collected her in a tight embrace, bonding the three children forever.
After a few moments they were picked up by Aurors and brought to Hogwarts, though not as safe as it could've been, still the safest place left.
All the twins and James dealt with the loss in two very different ways. Sirius and Lily could mostly be found in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, where they had been placed to be with James until they could get sorted after the holidays, cradling each other. James blamed everything on them. He had guessed that John Potter being an Auror wasn't the soul reason of coming. The two orphans living with them were. He and his friends Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew either avoided them or yelled loud offences in their direction. Lily and Sirius were surprised and hurt by the way the other boy had reacted, but decided it better to ignore the gang.
They were both years ahead of their classmates, and both used his or her spare time in the library, seeking information on, or practising their extraordinaire gifts.
One night in the beginning of April Lily had a strange dream. She saw an old man with white hair and beard, a little messy, and cautious, dark brown eyes, hidden by half-moon spectacles scribbling on a paper. Suddenly the scenario changed as well as the person. It kept doing this for some time until it finally fixed on a man, whom she recognized as a younger version of Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts. He had several pieces of old, golden papers lying on the des before him. With a thoughtful expression on his less wrinkled face he put them all into something that looked like a book. It wasn't very large. It was an old black leather cover with golden letters saying something in Latin. He then rose from his seat and went down the quiet hallways of Hogwarts, entering the library and going to the restricted section. He pushed a piece of wood in the old shelves. It opened and revealed an old gangway, cobweb hanging from the ceiling, finally reaching the room she recognized as the room the first man in her dream had been seated in and lay the book on the ancient table.
She awoke with a start, knowing in the knot of her belly that she had to find the room. She got up from bed and dressed quietly in an old jumper and a grey skirt, ready to follow her dream.
This was not out entirely as early as I planned, but since it's weekend there will probably be at least two more chapters before Monday. I'm sorry to have left yet another cliffhanger. That is if this is a cliffhanger, but anyway it'll be continued quite soon. James and co won't stay mad at Lily and Sirius forever.
Danie(
"Crusio"
The pain that ripped through the figure on the ground was so bad that it radiated out for the world to know. Lily felt it almost full-force. It was what kept her sane at the moment. If she fought back they would positively kill him, and if she didn't… The harsh pain brought her back every time she was at the verge of losing it. Finally she felt two arms close around her waist, pulling her close. She felt Sirius' presence, and knew she was quite safe. Pulling off his strength she knew she could kill them all with a flick of her hand before they could do a thing about it. She did it, flicking her hand slightly. There wasn't even any slight light. One moment they were there, the next they were dust on the ground. Jake was still lying there, though, still shaking from excruciating pain.
"Someone find a counter curse," James said, hysterically.
"I don't know," she shrieked, as she went from Sirius comforting grasp to the boy on the ground, holding him tight and stroking his tousled hair as his body still twisted around in her grip. She could practically feel the flame of life in him growing dimmer and compensated for this by pushing some of her own into him, still trying to make the curse wear off. Nothing seemed to work, and she couldn't strengthen him quickly enough. He slipped away from her slowly, his body jerking less by each second. She finally bowed her head down, kissing him lightly on the lips and looking into his dark eyes for one last time before they unfocused and his body relaxed. She just lay down, her head on his chest, as her tears mixed with the blood from the numerous cuts and wounds on his body. She didn't even feel it as two pairs of strong arms got her off and collected her in a tight embrace, bonding the three children forever.
After a few moments they were picked up by Aurors and brought to Hogwarts, though not as safe as it could've been, still the safest place left.
All the twins and James dealt with the loss in two very different ways. Sirius and Lily could mostly be found in a corner of the Gryffindor common room, where they had been placed to be with James until they could get sorted after the holidays, cradling each other. James blamed everything on them. He had guessed that John Potter being an Auror wasn't the soul reason of coming. The two orphans living with them were. He and his friends Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew either avoided them or yelled loud offences in their direction. Lily and Sirius were surprised and hurt by the way the other boy had reacted, but decided it better to ignore the gang.
They were both years ahead of their classmates, and both used his or her spare time in the library, seeking information on, or practising their extraordinaire gifts.
One night in the beginning of April Lily had a strange dream. She saw an old man with white hair and beard, a little messy, and cautious, dark brown eyes, hidden by half-moon spectacles scribbling on a paper. Suddenly the scenario changed as well as the person. It kept doing this for some time until it finally fixed on a man, whom she recognized as a younger version of Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts. He had several pieces of old, golden papers lying on the des before him. With a thoughtful expression on his less wrinkled face he put them all into something that looked like a book. It wasn't very large. It was an old black leather cover with golden letters saying something in Latin. He then rose from his seat and went down the quiet hallways of Hogwarts, entering the library and going to the restricted section. He pushed a piece of wood in the old shelves. It opened and revealed an old gangway, cobweb hanging from the ceiling, finally reaching the room she recognized as the room the first man in her dream had been seated in and lay the book on the ancient table.
She awoke with a start, knowing in the knot of her belly that she had to find the room. She got up from bed and dressed quietly in an old jumper and a grey skirt, ready to follow her dream.
This was not out entirely as early as I planned, but since it's weekend there will probably be at least two more chapters before Monday. I'm sorry to have left yet another cliffhanger. That is if this is a cliffhanger, but anyway it'll be continued quite soon. James and co won't stay mad at Lily and Sirius forever.
Danie(