"Ready?" Remus said in an annoying, motherly voice.

"Ready! Jeez, stop asking me that! I know already!" Whined Sirius. They were standing outside the massive arena. People who were competing were pushing past the two of them with their horses and weapons for the tournament.

"Aren't we meeting James around back?" Asked Sirius, looking around to find him.

"Yeah... We should really start going to the warm-up rings." Remus said. "Come on."

They headed to the warm-up ring with Remus's horse, Jade, and Sirius clad in his armor stuff he needed for the tournament.

"What's first?" Asked Sirius as they walked past competitors from different parts of the continent.

"The first rounds of sword fighting, I think." Remus said. "And if you loose the first round, then your disqualified and you can't go on to the jabbling competition."

"Oh. Hey, do you now who my first opponent is?" Sirius asked.

"Sirius, you don't know that untill you get called up." Remus said, annoyed. "You know that."

"I just thought I'd ask."

They walked into the rings and started to get ready. "I'll go find James." Remus said in a whisper to Sirius as he departed to find his friend.

Remus walked around the back of the arena and started to look around for James. The problem was, he was nowhere to be found. Remus heard the trumpet guys inside, to signal that the tournament was about to begin.

"Dammit." He muttered as he walked back into the arena.

Sirius had just pulled on his sword-belt and his sword when Remus walked in.

"Are you ready?" Remus said. Sirius just glared at him.

"Where's James?"

"Didn't see him." Remus shrugged.

"Maybe he just got held up..."
"Dammit." Muttered James as he jumped off Faragen and went around to the front of the crowd who were trying to get in.

"Hey! No cutting!" Shouted a disgruntled bystander. James groaned. 'How am I gonna get in?' He thought.

Then, as if he got a rather idiotic idea, he looked up at the banister above his head that lead up the arena wall.

A little voice inside of his head was screaming, 'No, no, no, no, no!' But he wasn't listening.

He reached up and grabbed the banister in one hand and hoisted himself on one of the wooden crates at his feet. 'This is it, you gotta get over the height-frightfullness thing.' He thought to himself. 'Your frickin Griffindor seeker, you can't be afraid of heights!' He thought to himself.

"Here goes nothing." He said to himself.

He gripped the banister tighter and pulled himself up and grabbed a hand- full of more banister with the other hand and pulled up. He put his feet on the stone arena wall to support himself and started to climb.

'See?' He thought to himself. 'It's not that hard.'

After about five minutes of climbing the huge stone wall, he was finally able to hoist himself over and jump down into the stands. 'How to get down...'

While he was busy trying to make his way down to the bottom ground, Sirius was getting ready for his first fight of the tournament. He had just found out that he would be the first fight of the day.

"Remember, be on your toes. Dance around. Don't get spewed..."

"Do I need this?"

"No, you don't where a helmet in this fight... and take off those knee shin- guards, you won't need them in this."

"What about these?"

"No, all you need is the chest-guard and the shoulder armor."

"And the chain shirt? It's awfull hot in here."

"Its better safe then sorry."

"I'm already sorry for getting myself into this."

"They're calling you out..."

"Wish me luck."

"Good luck."

"I'll need it..."

And with that, the huge arena doors opened up and the pre-arena-set-up-area was flooded with light. Hand on sword and head held high, Sirius walked into the arena.
James got down into the ground area without being caught or thrown out, so that was a good sign. Just then, Sirius stepped out into the arena and the crowd was yelling themselves horse. Then his opponent stepped out and the crowd was still going crazy.

James couldn't help but think that this was the weirdest thing he would ever do in his entire life, watch his best friend in a midevil tournament, battling it out via sword fight and wearing metal armor. Not to mention the fact that he was sitting in a arena larger than the quidditch pitch that was made of entirely stone and had large stands that were filled with people who were screaming their heads off at people they probably didn't even know.

The fight in the ring had just begun. The competitors were battling it out together. Sirius was winning and not getting killed, so that was good.

While the fight was going on, James couldn't help but notice that Sirius's opponent was rather slow. And Sirius really wasn't putting all his effort into the fight, so it was taking a long time to finish. James wondered if Sirius was just showing off or something.

The fight finally ended and Sirius was the victor. The crowd was going crazy when he left the ring. James cased after him and slipped past some of the security knights and into the pre-arena.

In the pre-arena, Remus was patting Sirius on the back and congratulating him on his victory.

"Hey." He breathed, breathless from the skiving past the guards thing.

"James! Where were you? Did you see me fight?" Sirius asked excitedly.

"Yeah, great job Sirius." James said dully.

"What? What was wrong with it?" Sirius asked.

"Nothing. Nothing was wrong.. You fought good." James responded.

"Good?! Just good?" Sirius said, looking kind of mad. "I worked my ass off out there!"

"Calm down Sirius, its just I think you could've tried a little harder, that's all." James said.

"What?!? I did try my hardest! How about you try going out there and fighting in all this armor!" Sirius almost yelled.

"Calm down Sirius!" Remus said loudly.

"He has no right to come in here and tell me I don't try hard enough!" Sirius said.

"I was just giving you my opinion is all!" James said, if he'd known Sirius was going to react like this, he wouldn't have said anything at all.

"Well, keep your trap shut when you give your opinion next time!" Sirius yelled. He didn't yell that loud, but it was enough to see that he was really mad right now.

James was mad too, and you could see it written all over his face. "Fine!" He said, then stormed out of the pre-arena and into the bustling crowd.

"Nice going, Sirius." Remus sighed.

"Oh, shut up." Sirius muttered as he started to take off the heavy armor.
James got back to the place were he had ditched his horse. Well... he didn't ditch his horse, he just left it there really...

"Where do you think your going?" Said an unpleasant voice from behind him. He recognized that voice at once. Its owner: Severus Snape.
"How is he?" Asked the headmaster of Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore.

"Not good, he has a serious concussion and has slipped into a coma." Madam Pomfrey sighed.

"If there is any change in his current state, I would like to be told please Poppy."

"Yes sir."

Lily Evans, who had been eaves-dropping, unnoticed, took this newly learned information and ran back up to Griffindor tower to tell everyone.

"Sydney Kangaroos." She said the password to the fat lady in the portrait. The Sydney Kangaroos were James' favorite quidditch team, that's why he picked that to be the password, since he and Lily were prefects this year.

She ran in and the common room got really quiet and waited to hear news on how their seeker was doing.

"He slipped into a coma," she said. And there was a lot of gasps in the crowd of Griffindors.

Liza came up to her, "What else did you find out?" she asked as she choked back tears.

"He got a serious concussion when he banged his head on a rock when he hit the ground." Lily said too choked back tears.

"Serious?" Liza squeaked.

"Serious."

Liza fainted. Unfortunately, she fell back and banged her head on a coffee table.
Liza woke up and she immediately wished she would've stayed asleep because she sat up really quickly and the movement made her head hurt really bad.

She opened her eyes and realized she wasn't in her dorm. In fact, she wasn't even in the hospital ward. Hell, she wasn't even at Hogwarts.... She was in the middle of an incredibly dusty barn.

'Where the...?'

But her thought was interrupted by a small, 'Help.' In the back her head.

"James." Liza said. Then she got on her feet, found her wand on the ground, gripped it tight and climbed onto the nearest horse to her.

Her only thought was to find James and bring him home... well, back to consciousness anyway.

**Liza has just been sent on a mission by me, hehehe. I figure James needs a buddy!!**

*Any who disagree with this decision can review and tell me and I'll make it a quick rescue mission*