Qwerty,
A special thanks goes out to you. I just read your fic and I noticed you put A Demon Child's Tale's name at the top. I think I'm going to hyperventilate. I couldn't stop saying "Oh my gosh" over and over again. You're the sweetest!
Disclaimer: The new things in this are, of course, my own, while, everything else is J.K's. I love you fans!!! (sob) Just had to get that out!
Chapter 4: An Unwanted Change
Lily pushed open the large stone door. He loved her! Oh how wonderful! She twirled into the room, spinning like a ballerina. She plopped into a plain wooden chair, and robotically lit a black wax candle.
It usually annoyed her that the candle was black but today. she didn't care.
She put an overly large book on her desk and looked at the pages, dreamily, lost in her own world. After thirty minutes of dreaming she reached down and pulled out two pieces of parchment. As she set it down on the table, she felt a warm hand on hers. She looked up at the owner.
Nick walked through the halls, looking for the pretty red head. He checked her room, only to find it empty. The curtains were closed, and the bed was neatly made. Her book, that she had gotten one of the deatheater wives to smuggle in, lay on her bed. He checked James' room to see if the two were in there talking. He found an empty room. James' covers are sprawled out at the foot of his bed, his pillows, at the side. The ash in his fireplace, lay there, untouched, no lively fire burn in it. James probably went to the showers or something.
Lily always works on her homework after class. Then it hit him. The library! Nick practically ran to the book filled room. He threw open the door, to find a calm Lily, deep in her studies, or is it thought?
He knew that there was only one way to bring her out of her studies. No matter how hard you shook her, she wouldn't come out. It was either the Crutaceous curse, which he would never use on her or close what she was focusing on. Even then it would take her a while to figure out that she was no longer reading. After all she did have the book memorized.
Nick shut the book. She stared at the cover for a while. It seemed as though she hadn't been reading, just thinking. This was odd. Nick shook her, startling Lily out of her reverie. She looked up at him, and gave a small smile.
"Hello Nick."
"Lily, I have wonderful news!" He beamed.
"And what is this spectacular news?" Lily looked at him, a large smile was plastered on his face, and he seemed very excited.
"Alright. I'm in love with you!" He said, and closed his eyes, awaiting her arms to be thrown around his neck. He felt nothing. He opened his eyes and studied Lily. Her features had changed. Her small smile had dropped into a deep frown. Her eyes showed sympathy.
"Wha-what's wrong?" I said that I'm in love with you. Shouldn't you be doing something. Like. Telling me you return the feeling. or something?"
Lily stood up, slowly. She seemed upset. She looked out into the starry sky. Her eyes were searching for something.
As Lily looked out into the sky, she decided what she should say.
"Nick." She turned her amazing emerald green eyes toward him. "Pl-please st down." Her voice broke as she spoke. He took the plain seat across from her. Lily walked over to a bookshelf, her black robes billowing behind her with every step. The bookshelf was full of ancient books, some of them were filled with Papyrus (for those who don't know, this is an ancient Egyptian paper).
Others were full of other sorts of ancient paper from different cultures and countries. She pulled out an ancient mythology book from the Malodes, an ancient wizarding culture that believed in many Gods.
"Nick." She opened the book to a page full of strange writing and beautiful pictures, painted by water clors. "Ivnvnyvi Gsv Hglib Lu Nzirmz Zmw Gsv Yilgsvih Lu Xlrw?" Translation: Remember the story of Marina and the two brothers of Coid? (He he, I made up my own language. I'd like to see who could figure out the pattern of it that has to do with the actual wording!)
He nodded, "Both of them fell in love with the Moon Goddess."
"But Marina gave her heart to only one."
"Which was Maur, the Sun god."
"Yes," She nodded, "Vapor, the rain god, got so angry, he locked her away in the moon, her own home."
"And to this day, Maur, chases the Moon prison on the sun, his only way to her. Isn't that the reason they thought the sun chases the moon?"
"Yes, but the Muggles discovered that the sun doesn't go around the earth, but the earth around the sun."
"Yes, I remember that story. It's your favorite."
She nodded, "Well, Nick." She hesitated, this was hard, "I'm in love with. with James." She looked down, waiting for a response. Nick jumped up, knocking down his chair and stormed out, leaving the chair down, and Lily hurt.
Nick stormed around the castle for and hour, looking for James. Once he arrived at James door, he heard voices. He angrily kicked the door in and stormed inside. He grabbed James by the collar and punched him.
James sat on his bed, thinking over the night's events. He was floating on air. Lily really loved him! He couldn't get over it. He had never expected it. He himself hadn't been sure about his feelings, but when Lily came out with her own, he had known that he was in love with her. He sighed, contentedly, as he pulled out his books. Suddenly the door burst open. There stood Lily, in all her beauty. crying?
"Lily what's wrong?" James got up a0nd walked towards her. He pulled her into his arms, holding her, as to comfort her. Her tear streaked face looked up towards him. This hurt him. He couldn't stand to see his girlfriend, and best friend cry.
She snuggled into him, "Nick, he."
James pulled her up, so he was looking straight into her eyes, "What did Nick do?" His voice shaky with anger, sounded.
"He was so angry. I mean when he told me that he loved me," She spilled out the story, "I wasn't sure what to do. I mean, I didn't want him mad at me. I mean he's a great friend of mine! So I. I turned him down. The quietness was. was unbearable. He looked so hurt." She said, through her sobs. "I turned him down. I told him. I told him that I love you! He didn't hit me or anything, he did nothing. He didn't scream or yell, he didn't glare, he didn't do anything. He just. left! Nick's always been one to speak his mind, but nothing. It wouldn't have been so bad, if he had screamed or yelled, but."
James cupped her chin in his hand. She gazed up into his eyes, as if expecting something. "You did nothing wrong. You told him the truth, would you rather live a lie? He'll get over it. We're in love, you can't beat that, and I don't want you beating yourself up about it. okay?" James asked. She nodded solemnly. "Good."
Suddenly, in a sound of crunching wood, splinters flying everywhere, Nick grabbed James by the collar, and glared at him. He punched him, hard, causing a broken nose on James' part. Tears, now started streaming down Lily's cheek. They sat in silence, both teenage boys glaring at each other, as if challenging to make a move. James jumped up and put his arm around Lily, holding, his bloody nose with his other.
"What the bloody h***, do you think you're doing?!" James screamed.
"Defending what's mine!""
"I don't have anything of yours!" James roared, still remembering the conversation between Lily and him that had taken place earlier.
"Oh yes you do!" With that said, Nick jumped on James, punching him, making James let go of both Lily and his nose. He swung back, give Nick a bloody cheek. James kneed him in his rock hard stomach. Nick hit him back, giving James a black eye. James scraped right above his eye, on the wall, as Nick hit him farther back. James pushed him off him, making Nick going flying on the floor, with out hesitation, he jumped up, ready for more. Nick jumped up as well, once he had regained his senses.
Lily jumped in the middle of them, screeching, "Stop it! Stop it, both of you!" Nick landed a punch in Lily's cheek, sending her onto the bed. Lily looked up at them, after regaining her composure. She could feel a big purplish-blue bruise forming where Nick had hit. Both Nick and James looked like hungry dogs, thirsting only for blood as they fought. Lily panicked. She watched as James punched Nick into the wall, making a few pieces of cement crumble off.
Lily ran out the door. 'Where are the teachers when you need them?' She asked herself. Finally she hit someone, and flew back, scraping her high cheekbone that was on the same side as her bruised cheek. Lily propped herself up, feeling the blood drizzle down her cheek. She looked at the person she had hit. She was in luck. if you could call it that.
"What the heck are you doing, running through the hall like that, girl?" A woman with heavy purple and red make-up on spat, as she picked up the papers that had fallen to the floor, in the fall.
A look of contempt came over Lily's own features, "Wrong teacher," She mumbled to herself, and started walking off.
"Hold it!" You don't walk away, with out answering my question girl!" Veel yelled. Lily stomped her feat as she walked down the hallway, making sure Veel could hear every footstep. Veel scowled, "that girl would get it from her in the morning!" Veel grumbled under her breath, as she walked the opposite way.
Lily started running down the hall again. Grey marble floor whooshed past her, as she went. She finally came to a stop in front of a familiar rock hard, concrete door.
Lily pushed the heavy door open, as if it wee only screen. When she entered, she noticed the familiar cinnamon scent mixed in with a few exotic ones. The marble floors were carpeted with thick, soft, blue fabric. Plates with maroon, raspberry smelling candles floated in the air, in a large circle that took up most of the room's ceiling. Purple, blueberry scented candles lay on the floor, standing up, right underneath the floating candles. A large thick, maroon curtain hangs from the ceiling. It seems to be separating rooms. This is the room of tranquility. This is where Lily, James, and Nick learned how to control their feelings, and where Lily learned how to control her anger.
She walked all the way in from her place at the doorway, and called, "Professor Zeeloff! Professor!" She heard a slam and the scuffling of feat behind the curtain, finally the side of the curtain was strewn open, and by itself floated closed again, a slight ripple went through the whole thing. A short, yet muscular troll stood there, a scowl taking up his face. His orb brown eyes, full of hate. He was the color of puce. His sharp claws were full of grimy dirt, and very yellow.
"What do ya want?!" His croaky voice bellowed. He looked at her for a split second, through his thick glasses, before asking, "Don't I have to deal with you brats once a day? Leave me alone! Your visits are limited!" He started walking back towards his curtain, but Lily spent no more time. She grabbed one of the candles and held it up, ready to break it.
"Stop and do something for me, or one of these precious candles are done for!" A smirk came over her face, as if to prove that she wasn't joking. He stopped mid step and turned his now slit eyes toward her.
"You wouldn't dare!" he croaked.
"I've done it before, I'll do it again!"
"Do you know how much those cost to be made?" Zeeloff started walking towards her. Lily held it over her head, with both her hands, as far as she could reach. Her thumbs were pointing towards each other, as if ready to break it. "Do you know how hard those are to make?" He continued walking towards her. The length of her arms was barely over his stubby arms. She was as short as he was, so without the arm length size, he could reach it. "To have it made, you have to bring slime from an ogres ear. It then takes 15 galleons to have it fashioned, colored, and magic weave through it, along with the coating that will make it last. Now, Lily put down the candle!"
"Promise to help me with something?"
"Yes, yes," He squeaked. Lily lowered her arms and he plucked the candle out of her hands. He put the candle in the candle holder, and straightened the wick. He then started walking towards what Lily was sure was another room behind the curtain.
"Ah, ah, ah," She drawled, "I still can bread it!" She pulled her foot up, as if to prove her point.
"Alright, alright, I'll do what you want!" He walked back up to her. "Now, what is it you want?" He huffed.
"James and Nick got into a fight. I need you to break them up."
"Why didn't you? You're strong enough." He eyed her cheek.
"I tried to do it," Her hand flew to her face, "But I couldn't."
"Well, that fight'll strengthen them. Now, if you'll excuse me." Lily plucked a candle from it's holder, and swung it around her fingers. "Alright, alright! I'll do it, but only because, if one of them dies, and Voldemort knows I knew, it'll cost me, my life!"
"Whatever you say." She handed him the candle and once again, he straightened the wick, and set it in it's holder.
"In James' room." With that done, Lily followed him out, smirking. He grumbled, as they passed through the hall. Wen Zeeloff came upon the broken down door, he walked though it, while Lily stepped over the mess. Her face changed from a smirk to a worried expression.
When they entered James was against the wall, and Nick was punching him repeatedly in the stomach. Both boys looked in a bad condition. Their clothes stuck to them from both sweat and blood. Once arm lay limply at Nick's side as he punched with only one. He had a black ring around one of his blue eyes, and his blond hair was full of blood patches. He was leaning on one of his legs, while the other barely stayed on the ground. His robes were torn down the middle of his stomach. James was also in a nasty condition. His hair was strewn out more then usual. He had gotten no more black rings around his eyes. He had quite a few cuts on his face and arms. He was supporting himself on only one of his legs, while the other remained pushed against the wall. His robes were torn in different places. He had bruises showing in different places, especially on his face. His face seemed to be Nick's favorite target.
After entering the professor, ran up, and in between them pushing them both. In this case, knocking Nick down, and James harder into the wall, making him give out a cry of pain. Nick didn't give up though, he ran back up, and was ready to punch James again, when he felt two hands capture his wrist, keeping him from swinging. He thrust himself around, and was about to make a move when he fell into a cold faint.
Lily looked down at him, disgust written all over her face. She stepped over the beaten man, and stood in front of the man she loved. She pulled out her wand, wondering why she hadn't used it to stop the fight. She had been crying and was very surprised. She scolded herself for not thinking quickly.
James looked at Lily. Her eyes were red and her creamy white skin, tear stained. He noticed a big black bruise on her cheek, accompanied by a large gash on her cheekbone. He wondered briefly, how those got there, but was distracted out of thought, when she started going fuzzy, along with everything else around her. James shook his head, trying to clear his vision. He started feeling queasy, like he was going to throw up. Everything started going black. Suddenly he lost consciousness, falling into Lily's arms.
A special Thanks goes out to:
Lisa
White Ivy- You'll just have to read and find out!
A special thanks goes out to you. I just read your fic and I noticed you put A Demon Child's Tale's name at the top. I think I'm going to hyperventilate. I couldn't stop saying "Oh my gosh" over and over again. You're the sweetest!
Disclaimer: The new things in this are, of course, my own, while, everything else is J.K's. I love you fans!!! (sob) Just had to get that out!
Chapter 4: An Unwanted Change
Lily pushed open the large stone door. He loved her! Oh how wonderful! She twirled into the room, spinning like a ballerina. She plopped into a plain wooden chair, and robotically lit a black wax candle.
It usually annoyed her that the candle was black but today. she didn't care.
She put an overly large book on her desk and looked at the pages, dreamily, lost in her own world. After thirty minutes of dreaming she reached down and pulled out two pieces of parchment. As she set it down on the table, she felt a warm hand on hers. She looked up at the owner.
Nick walked through the halls, looking for the pretty red head. He checked her room, only to find it empty. The curtains were closed, and the bed was neatly made. Her book, that she had gotten one of the deatheater wives to smuggle in, lay on her bed. He checked James' room to see if the two were in there talking. He found an empty room. James' covers are sprawled out at the foot of his bed, his pillows, at the side. The ash in his fireplace, lay there, untouched, no lively fire burn in it. James probably went to the showers or something.
Lily always works on her homework after class. Then it hit him. The library! Nick practically ran to the book filled room. He threw open the door, to find a calm Lily, deep in her studies, or is it thought?
He knew that there was only one way to bring her out of her studies. No matter how hard you shook her, she wouldn't come out. It was either the Crutaceous curse, which he would never use on her or close what she was focusing on. Even then it would take her a while to figure out that she was no longer reading. After all she did have the book memorized.
Nick shut the book. She stared at the cover for a while. It seemed as though she hadn't been reading, just thinking. This was odd. Nick shook her, startling Lily out of her reverie. She looked up at him, and gave a small smile.
"Hello Nick."
"Lily, I have wonderful news!" He beamed.
"And what is this spectacular news?" Lily looked at him, a large smile was plastered on his face, and he seemed very excited.
"Alright. I'm in love with you!" He said, and closed his eyes, awaiting her arms to be thrown around his neck. He felt nothing. He opened his eyes and studied Lily. Her features had changed. Her small smile had dropped into a deep frown. Her eyes showed sympathy.
"Wha-what's wrong?" I said that I'm in love with you. Shouldn't you be doing something. Like. Telling me you return the feeling. or something?"
Lily stood up, slowly. She seemed upset. She looked out into the starry sky. Her eyes were searching for something.
As Lily looked out into the sky, she decided what she should say.
"Nick." She turned her amazing emerald green eyes toward him. "Pl-please st down." Her voice broke as she spoke. He took the plain seat across from her. Lily walked over to a bookshelf, her black robes billowing behind her with every step. The bookshelf was full of ancient books, some of them were filled with Papyrus (for those who don't know, this is an ancient Egyptian paper).
Others were full of other sorts of ancient paper from different cultures and countries. She pulled out an ancient mythology book from the Malodes, an ancient wizarding culture that believed in many Gods.
"Nick." She opened the book to a page full of strange writing and beautiful pictures, painted by water clors. "Ivnvnyvi Gsv Hglib Lu Nzirmz Zmw Gsv Yilgsvih Lu Xlrw?" Translation: Remember the story of Marina and the two brothers of Coid? (He he, I made up my own language. I'd like to see who could figure out the pattern of it that has to do with the actual wording!)
He nodded, "Both of them fell in love with the Moon Goddess."
"But Marina gave her heart to only one."
"Which was Maur, the Sun god."
"Yes," She nodded, "Vapor, the rain god, got so angry, he locked her away in the moon, her own home."
"And to this day, Maur, chases the Moon prison on the sun, his only way to her. Isn't that the reason they thought the sun chases the moon?"
"Yes, but the Muggles discovered that the sun doesn't go around the earth, but the earth around the sun."
"Yes, I remember that story. It's your favorite."
She nodded, "Well, Nick." She hesitated, this was hard, "I'm in love with. with James." She looked down, waiting for a response. Nick jumped up, knocking down his chair and stormed out, leaving the chair down, and Lily hurt.
Nick stormed around the castle for and hour, looking for James. Once he arrived at James door, he heard voices. He angrily kicked the door in and stormed inside. He grabbed James by the collar and punched him.
James sat on his bed, thinking over the night's events. He was floating on air. Lily really loved him! He couldn't get over it. He had never expected it. He himself hadn't been sure about his feelings, but when Lily came out with her own, he had known that he was in love with her. He sighed, contentedly, as he pulled out his books. Suddenly the door burst open. There stood Lily, in all her beauty. crying?
"Lily what's wrong?" James got up a0nd walked towards her. He pulled her into his arms, holding her, as to comfort her. Her tear streaked face looked up towards him. This hurt him. He couldn't stand to see his girlfriend, and best friend cry.
She snuggled into him, "Nick, he."
James pulled her up, so he was looking straight into her eyes, "What did Nick do?" His voice shaky with anger, sounded.
"He was so angry. I mean when he told me that he loved me," She spilled out the story, "I wasn't sure what to do. I mean, I didn't want him mad at me. I mean he's a great friend of mine! So I. I turned him down. The quietness was. was unbearable. He looked so hurt." She said, through her sobs. "I turned him down. I told him. I told him that I love you! He didn't hit me or anything, he did nothing. He didn't scream or yell, he didn't glare, he didn't do anything. He just. left! Nick's always been one to speak his mind, but nothing. It wouldn't have been so bad, if he had screamed or yelled, but."
James cupped her chin in his hand. She gazed up into his eyes, as if expecting something. "You did nothing wrong. You told him the truth, would you rather live a lie? He'll get over it. We're in love, you can't beat that, and I don't want you beating yourself up about it. okay?" James asked. She nodded solemnly. "Good."
Suddenly, in a sound of crunching wood, splinters flying everywhere, Nick grabbed James by the collar, and glared at him. He punched him, hard, causing a broken nose on James' part. Tears, now started streaming down Lily's cheek. They sat in silence, both teenage boys glaring at each other, as if challenging to make a move. James jumped up and put his arm around Lily, holding, his bloody nose with his other.
"What the bloody h***, do you think you're doing?!" James screamed.
"Defending what's mine!""
"I don't have anything of yours!" James roared, still remembering the conversation between Lily and him that had taken place earlier.
"Oh yes you do!" With that said, Nick jumped on James, punching him, making James let go of both Lily and his nose. He swung back, give Nick a bloody cheek. James kneed him in his rock hard stomach. Nick hit him back, giving James a black eye. James scraped right above his eye, on the wall, as Nick hit him farther back. James pushed him off him, making Nick going flying on the floor, with out hesitation, he jumped up, ready for more. Nick jumped up as well, once he had regained his senses.
Lily jumped in the middle of them, screeching, "Stop it! Stop it, both of you!" Nick landed a punch in Lily's cheek, sending her onto the bed. Lily looked up at them, after regaining her composure. She could feel a big purplish-blue bruise forming where Nick had hit. Both Nick and James looked like hungry dogs, thirsting only for blood as they fought. Lily panicked. She watched as James punched Nick into the wall, making a few pieces of cement crumble off.
Lily ran out the door. 'Where are the teachers when you need them?' She asked herself. Finally she hit someone, and flew back, scraping her high cheekbone that was on the same side as her bruised cheek. Lily propped herself up, feeling the blood drizzle down her cheek. She looked at the person she had hit. She was in luck. if you could call it that.
"What the heck are you doing, running through the hall like that, girl?" A woman with heavy purple and red make-up on spat, as she picked up the papers that had fallen to the floor, in the fall.
A look of contempt came over Lily's own features, "Wrong teacher," She mumbled to herself, and started walking off.
"Hold it!" You don't walk away, with out answering my question girl!" Veel yelled. Lily stomped her feat as she walked down the hallway, making sure Veel could hear every footstep. Veel scowled, "that girl would get it from her in the morning!" Veel grumbled under her breath, as she walked the opposite way.
Lily started running down the hall again. Grey marble floor whooshed past her, as she went. She finally came to a stop in front of a familiar rock hard, concrete door.
Lily pushed the heavy door open, as if it wee only screen. When she entered, she noticed the familiar cinnamon scent mixed in with a few exotic ones. The marble floors were carpeted with thick, soft, blue fabric. Plates with maroon, raspberry smelling candles floated in the air, in a large circle that took up most of the room's ceiling. Purple, blueberry scented candles lay on the floor, standing up, right underneath the floating candles. A large thick, maroon curtain hangs from the ceiling. It seems to be separating rooms. This is the room of tranquility. This is where Lily, James, and Nick learned how to control their feelings, and where Lily learned how to control her anger.
She walked all the way in from her place at the doorway, and called, "Professor Zeeloff! Professor!" She heard a slam and the scuffling of feat behind the curtain, finally the side of the curtain was strewn open, and by itself floated closed again, a slight ripple went through the whole thing. A short, yet muscular troll stood there, a scowl taking up his face. His orb brown eyes, full of hate. He was the color of puce. His sharp claws were full of grimy dirt, and very yellow.
"What do ya want?!" His croaky voice bellowed. He looked at her for a split second, through his thick glasses, before asking, "Don't I have to deal with you brats once a day? Leave me alone! Your visits are limited!" He started walking back towards his curtain, but Lily spent no more time. She grabbed one of the candles and held it up, ready to break it.
"Stop and do something for me, or one of these precious candles are done for!" A smirk came over her face, as if to prove that she wasn't joking. He stopped mid step and turned his now slit eyes toward her.
"You wouldn't dare!" he croaked.
"I've done it before, I'll do it again!"
"Do you know how much those cost to be made?" Zeeloff started walking towards her. Lily held it over her head, with both her hands, as far as she could reach. Her thumbs were pointing towards each other, as if ready to break it. "Do you know how hard those are to make?" He continued walking towards her. The length of her arms was barely over his stubby arms. She was as short as he was, so without the arm length size, he could reach it. "To have it made, you have to bring slime from an ogres ear. It then takes 15 galleons to have it fashioned, colored, and magic weave through it, along with the coating that will make it last. Now, Lily put down the candle!"
"Promise to help me with something?"
"Yes, yes," He squeaked. Lily lowered her arms and he plucked the candle out of her hands. He put the candle in the candle holder, and straightened the wick. He then started walking towards what Lily was sure was another room behind the curtain.
"Ah, ah, ah," She drawled, "I still can bread it!" She pulled her foot up, as if to prove her point.
"Alright, alright, I'll do what you want!" He walked back up to her. "Now, what is it you want?" He huffed.
"James and Nick got into a fight. I need you to break them up."
"Why didn't you? You're strong enough." He eyed her cheek.
"I tried to do it," Her hand flew to her face, "But I couldn't."
"Well, that fight'll strengthen them. Now, if you'll excuse me." Lily plucked a candle from it's holder, and swung it around her fingers. "Alright, alright! I'll do it, but only because, if one of them dies, and Voldemort knows I knew, it'll cost me, my life!"
"Whatever you say." She handed him the candle and once again, he straightened the wick, and set it in it's holder.
"In James' room." With that done, Lily followed him out, smirking. He grumbled, as they passed through the hall. Wen Zeeloff came upon the broken down door, he walked though it, while Lily stepped over the mess. Her face changed from a smirk to a worried expression.
When they entered James was against the wall, and Nick was punching him repeatedly in the stomach. Both boys looked in a bad condition. Their clothes stuck to them from both sweat and blood. Once arm lay limply at Nick's side as he punched with only one. He had a black ring around one of his blue eyes, and his blond hair was full of blood patches. He was leaning on one of his legs, while the other barely stayed on the ground. His robes were torn down the middle of his stomach. James was also in a nasty condition. His hair was strewn out more then usual. He had gotten no more black rings around his eyes. He had quite a few cuts on his face and arms. He was supporting himself on only one of his legs, while the other remained pushed against the wall. His robes were torn in different places. He had bruises showing in different places, especially on his face. His face seemed to be Nick's favorite target.
After entering the professor, ran up, and in between them pushing them both. In this case, knocking Nick down, and James harder into the wall, making him give out a cry of pain. Nick didn't give up though, he ran back up, and was ready to punch James again, when he felt two hands capture his wrist, keeping him from swinging. He thrust himself around, and was about to make a move when he fell into a cold faint.
Lily looked down at him, disgust written all over her face. She stepped over the beaten man, and stood in front of the man she loved. She pulled out her wand, wondering why she hadn't used it to stop the fight. She had been crying and was very surprised. She scolded herself for not thinking quickly.
James looked at Lily. Her eyes were red and her creamy white skin, tear stained. He noticed a big black bruise on her cheek, accompanied by a large gash on her cheekbone. He wondered briefly, how those got there, but was distracted out of thought, when she started going fuzzy, along with everything else around her. James shook his head, trying to clear his vision. He started feeling queasy, like he was going to throw up. Everything started going black. Suddenly he lost consciousness, falling into Lily's arms.
A special Thanks goes out to:
Lisa
White Ivy- You'll just have to read and find out!