Disclaimer: I don't own anything, I'm posting two chapters at about the
same time, cool eh? This is a cool fight chapter, okay maybe my cool is ur
ultra lame, but still.
Chapter 15: Unraveled
"James?" Lily called again, her beautiful emerald eyes darting around the room, searching almost frantically for any signs of the messy haired boy.
"JAMES?!" Lily almost screamed, something in her was screaming that something was wrong. She began to panic and she could feel the sweat trickling down her forehead and immediately wiped it away. She could feel her wings coming off, but she couldn't' care less as she began to run, she didn't' know where, but she had to look for James.
MEANWHILE.
"Lily?" James almost whispered, and he groped around, "LILY!" He screamed, he was very scared. He couldn't see anything, and he was slowly losing feeling. Peter was very strong, and little did James know that he was bleeding very badly, both externally and internally.
"JAMES!" He heard someone calling his name, it was Lily's voice.
"LILY!" He yelled out, bumping into people as he walked along, he just needed to get close to the voice, and then everything will be all right.
"JAMES!" This time the voice came more frantically, and James, relying on his awesome quidditch skills made his way towards the voice, avoiding the fighting couples. One of the couples were cursing each other, and one curse, the laughing curse, hit James. James couldn't' stop laughing, he doubled up, with pain and laughter as he sat on the ground.
"LILY!" He choked out, praying that Lily would come, he needed Lily. The couple was actually made up of two Slytherins, and seeing Gryffindor prey, especially weak prey, they pounced on him.
"Oh look.a marauder.he seems very well humoured. should we add to that?" The girl, who was a fifth year or so, hissed evilly, and she shot the curse at him again. James had broken a rib, and laughing doubled the pain. He recognized the voice of a Slytherin, and was determined not to show his pain. They evidently hadn't taken the potion, as they were as nasty as the plague.
"Lily" He whispered, "I need you."
MEANWHILE.
"HAVE YOU SEEN JAMES?" coincidentally, Lily had headed off in the exact opposite direction James had, so she did not come across him. Something in her head was telling her that James was in trouble, and she tried to shake off the feeling as she tried in vain to look for James.
"He went THAT way, or was it THAT way?" Becky slurred, she was now drinking punch, but since the antidote was so diluted, there was mixed results. Becky wasn't a bimbo anymore, but she did get rather drunk, or as Becky put it, high.
"Thanks." Lily thanked Becky, not really meaning it, as Becky had not really helped her, but Lily knew better than to act ungrateful to Becky when she was "high" and recovering from a potion.
Lily almost flew off in the other direction, this time getting nearer to James. She heard an antagonized yell which only could belong to James.
MEANWHILE.
"Well, let's see. The mudblood lover seems to be in pain, why not we enhance that?" The boy suggested cruelly, "too bad Lucius and Snape aren't here, they would love to see Potter like this. Did the missus hurt you Potter?"
Suddenly, a pain like no other shot through James. James knew that curse well, he had been the victim of it before. It was definitely a dark curse, it enhanced the pain of what the victim was going through, and also brought back all the bad memories, so images of Lily screaming at him, his parents dying, all shot back into his head.
James yelled for them to stop, but the boy cruelly increased the torture, and then cast a silencing spell around James, and since everyone else was pondering about the mysterious punch, fighting with each other or making out, nobody noticed James Potter, quidditch star, on his knees on the ground, crying out in pain, cries which nobody could hear.
MEANWHILE..
Lily couldn't hear anymore cries but that single lone cry was all she needed. She raced towards the yell and saw a couple of Slytherins towering over somebody. She was careful to keep her distance, she knew that Slytherins could be nasty. She decided to rescue whoever they were torturing before continuing her search for James.
Lily masterfully reached for her wand and pointed it at the two Slytherins, aiming to get their wands.
"EXPALLIRAMUS (I know the spelling is so wrong but nvm)!" Shouted Lily , and immediately one of the Slytherins' wand flew towards Lily, and she caught it masterfully.
"Ooooh.the mudblood!" Snarled the boy, his wand was still with him, and he pointed it straight at Lily.
"EXPALLIRAMUS (nope it's not right here either I'm sure)! He screeched, but Lily ducked the curse and grabbed the girl roughly by her shoulders. Using her as a shield, she managed to get the girl petrified by the boy, so she was holding a very stiff girl, and using her to shield herself as she undid the spells binding the victim.
The victim had his head down, and Lily was too busy blocking curses, and tossing a few good ones to notice that the hair was familiar. The boy obviously had no compassion, and did not seem to mind putting the girl through so much torture, just so that perhaps he could get Lily.
The girl was now unconscious, and Lily could distinctly hear dark curses coming from the boys' mouth. She knew that he wouldn't' stop at anything, and taking into consideration that he was a seventh year, he knew many, many curses.
"EXPALLIRAMUS!" Lily yelled again, and this time, the boys' wand flew into her hand. She caught it deftly and then pointed a wand at the boy. However, Lily had underestimated her opponent, and apparently being beaten by a muggle-born, Gryffindor girl added to the Slytherin's rage and he simply reached out, snapping his own wand, and grabbing Lily and his girlfriend's (they are a couple okay?) wand. This caught Lily by surprise, and she faltered for a moment, giving the Slytherin enough time to give her a punch.
Now, Lily never liked being hit, and definitely not by a Slytherin. She whacked him really hard across the face, and her redhead temper kicked in, and she kicked him in the place where the sun don't' shine.
The Slytherin wasn't going to give in though, he grit his teeth and boxed Lily's head. Lily was in a blind rage. She pushed the Slytherin, but it was not very effective. She whacked him on the head, very hard, and then had this urge to poke his eye.
Our Slytherin friend took the wand and yelled any hex that came into his head, and that hex was a dark curse. It caused Lily to become blinded, well temporarily blinded, and putting an angry girl and blindness together was just a bad mix.
Not caring anymore about anything, Lily simply grabbed at where she thought the boy was, and finding that her hand had connected with skin, just scratched. Girls usually have long nails, nicely trimmed and manicured, and Lily was no different. The only difference was that Lily liked biting her nails, so Lily's nails were somewhat uneven, and this proved deadly for the Slytherin.
"YOU BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING IDIOT!" Lily screamed, not bothering to use good language. She knew the curse he had sent her way, and she didn't like underhand curses like that.
She scratched the Slytherin, and then lunged straight at him, knocking him to the ground, as although Lily was petite, when she was kicking and screaming, she was quite heavy. Kicking and pushing out in all directions, she managed to do some damage to the Slytherin.
"GET OFF ME MUDBLOOD!" The Slytherin cursed, and that was probably the phrase that he would regret the most.
"DON'T CALL ME A MUDBLOOD YOU EARTH SCUM!" Lily screeched, now at a loss for decent swear words, and just kneeled on the Slytherin, and then bounced up and down. Little did she know that she had lunged onto his body, and her knee coincidentally connected with his ahem, delicate spot.
"ARGH! GET OFF!" He squealed, and Lily actually laughed, before hopping off, and fighting back the urge to spit, shook her hair back. It was only then did she notice that she had got her sight back, before tutting at the Slytherin, "Your curse work never was that hot"
"WOO HOO GOOD ONE EVANS!" Could be heard, and apparently a crowd had formed around the "battle ground".
Lily immediately searched for the person that the Slytherins had been terrorizing and to her horror, lying there in a pool of blood was James.
Should I end here? Hmmm..nah..i'll be nice..
"JAMES! OH MY GOSH!" Lily shrieked, and fell to her knees beside him, and helped him up, but then remembered that she should not move a wounded patient. Suddenly, James coughed out a whole mouthful of blood, and Lily almost screamed. She levitated James and brought him to the Infirmary, faster than you could say, well anything.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Madame Pomfrey asked, before grabbing James relatively gently and putting him onto the bed. She searched for some potion or other in a cabinet, while James lay on the bed, wheezing in pain. The curse was still on him, the one which made all of the bad memories come back, as well as the silencing curse, so Lily thought that he looked so scared because of the pain.
"DRINK THIS!" Madame Pomfrey ordered, but when James made no move, she became very gentle, "James dear, drink this."
James drew one shuddering breath and then reached out to drink it. Lily took the bottle, and very gently poured it down James's throat. James swallowed with much difficulty, before collapsing back onto the pillows, in a deep sleep, while Madame Pomfrey tended to all his battle wounds.
"A fight?" She asked, but then stopped short, her eyes growing wide.
"FINITE INCANTENIUM!" She shouted, and you could see James almost breathe a sigh of relief, and Madame Pomfrey, shook her head sadly.
"I have no idea what curses that poor boy has endured." She sighed, before asking Lily to pass her some muggle bandages which according to her were "perfect for Wizard cuts"
"Very courageous of you to bring in Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey commented to Lily, as she bandaged James.
"Huh?" Lily asked, evidently confused.
"That hooded boy you brought in, it was Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey explained, and Lily merely nodded numbly, everything clicking into place.
"A Polyjuice Potion." Lily murmured to herself, realizing everything suddenly.
"What was that you said dear?" Madame Pomfrey asked and Lily immediately shook her head, stuttering "Nothing, nothing"
"Keep an eye on Mr. Potter, I think he's okay for now, I am going to go see Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey instructed, as she bustled out.
Lily sat down on the bed which was about half a meter away from James and looked at him, he seemed so peaceful. She thought about the events of that night, and felt extremely relieved that it was actually Snape under the polyjuice potion, and not Remus. But where was Remus? Lily thought to herself, she didn't' see him throughout the ball, but he was probably somewhere else. Lily felt considerably happier, and then remember why she was so miserable before going to the tower, James.
Speaking of James, Lily gazed at James, thinking about why she was so angry. He had apologized profusely, and he did look rather cute like that, looking so relaxed against the pillows. That was when she realized that James was breathing very slowly, and with a lot of difficulty.
"MADAME POMFREY!" She screamed, her face turning pale as she saw James heave a final breath, before lying very still.
Ah well, you know about the Remus thing now (
Chapter 15: Unraveled
"James?" Lily called again, her beautiful emerald eyes darting around the room, searching almost frantically for any signs of the messy haired boy.
"JAMES?!" Lily almost screamed, something in her was screaming that something was wrong. She began to panic and she could feel the sweat trickling down her forehead and immediately wiped it away. She could feel her wings coming off, but she couldn't' care less as she began to run, she didn't' know where, but she had to look for James.
MEANWHILE.
"Lily?" James almost whispered, and he groped around, "LILY!" He screamed, he was very scared. He couldn't see anything, and he was slowly losing feeling. Peter was very strong, and little did James know that he was bleeding very badly, both externally and internally.
"JAMES!" He heard someone calling his name, it was Lily's voice.
"LILY!" He yelled out, bumping into people as he walked along, he just needed to get close to the voice, and then everything will be all right.
"JAMES!" This time the voice came more frantically, and James, relying on his awesome quidditch skills made his way towards the voice, avoiding the fighting couples. One of the couples were cursing each other, and one curse, the laughing curse, hit James. James couldn't' stop laughing, he doubled up, with pain and laughter as he sat on the ground.
"LILY!" He choked out, praying that Lily would come, he needed Lily. The couple was actually made up of two Slytherins, and seeing Gryffindor prey, especially weak prey, they pounced on him.
"Oh look.a marauder.he seems very well humoured. should we add to that?" The girl, who was a fifth year or so, hissed evilly, and she shot the curse at him again. James had broken a rib, and laughing doubled the pain. He recognized the voice of a Slytherin, and was determined not to show his pain. They evidently hadn't taken the potion, as they were as nasty as the plague.
"Lily" He whispered, "I need you."
MEANWHILE.
"HAVE YOU SEEN JAMES?" coincidentally, Lily had headed off in the exact opposite direction James had, so she did not come across him. Something in her head was telling her that James was in trouble, and she tried to shake off the feeling as she tried in vain to look for James.
"He went THAT way, or was it THAT way?" Becky slurred, she was now drinking punch, but since the antidote was so diluted, there was mixed results. Becky wasn't a bimbo anymore, but she did get rather drunk, or as Becky put it, high.
"Thanks." Lily thanked Becky, not really meaning it, as Becky had not really helped her, but Lily knew better than to act ungrateful to Becky when she was "high" and recovering from a potion.
Lily almost flew off in the other direction, this time getting nearer to James. She heard an antagonized yell which only could belong to James.
MEANWHILE.
"Well, let's see. The mudblood lover seems to be in pain, why not we enhance that?" The boy suggested cruelly, "too bad Lucius and Snape aren't here, they would love to see Potter like this. Did the missus hurt you Potter?"
Suddenly, a pain like no other shot through James. James knew that curse well, he had been the victim of it before. It was definitely a dark curse, it enhanced the pain of what the victim was going through, and also brought back all the bad memories, so images of Lily screaming at him, his parents dying, all shot back into his head.
James yelled for them to stop, but the boy cruelly increased the torture, and then cast a silencing spell around James, and since everyone else was pondering about the mysterious punch, fighting with each other or making out, nobody noticed James Potter, quidditch star, on his knees on the ground, crying out in pain, cries which nobody could hear.
MEANWHILE..
Lily couldn't hear anymore cries but that single lone cry was all she needed. She raced towards the yell and saw a couple of Slytherins towering over somebody. She was careful to keep her distance, she knew that Slytherins could be nasty. She decided to rescue whoever they were torturing before continuing her search for James.
Lily masterfully reached for her wand and pointed it at the two Slytherins, aiming to get their wands.
"EXPALLIRAMUS (I know the spelling is so wrong but nvm)!" Shouted Lily , and immediately one of the Slytherins' wand flew towards Lily, and she caught it masterfully.
"Ooooh.the mudblood!" Snarled the boy, his wand was still with him, and he pointed it straight at Lily.
"EXPALLIRAMUS (nope it's not right here either I'm sure)! He screeched, but Lily ducked the curse and grabbed the girl roughly by her shoulders. Using her as a shield, she managed to get the girl petrified by the boy, so she was holding a very stiff girl, and using her to shield herself as she undid the spells binding the victim.
The victim had his head down, and Lily was too busy blocking curses, and tossing a few good ones to notice that the hair was familiar. The boy obviously had no compassion, and did not seem to mind putting the girl through so much torture, just so that perhaps he could get Lily.
The girl was now unconscious, and Lily could distinctly hear dark curses coming from the boys' mouth. She knew that he wouldn't' stop at anything, and taking into consideration that he was a seventh year, he knew many, many curses.
"EXPALLIRAMUS!" Lily yelled again, and this time, the boys' wand flew into her hand. She caught it deftly and then pointed a wand at the boy. However, Lily had underestimated her opponent, and apparently being beaten by a muggle-born, Gryffindor girl added to the Slytherin's rage and he simply reached out, snapping his own wand, and grabbing Lily and his girlfriend's (they are a couple okay?) wand. This caught Lily by surprise, and she faltered for a moment, giving the Slytherin enough time to give her a punch.
Now, Lily never liked being hit, and definitely not by a Slytherin. She whacked him really hard across the face, and her redhead temper kicked in, and she kicked him in the place where the sun don't' shine.
The Slytherin wasn't going to give in though, he grit his teeth and boxed Lily's head. Lily was in a blind rage. She pushed the Slytherin, but it was not very effective. She whacked him on the head, very hard, and then had this urge to poke his eye.
Our Slytherin friend took the wand and yelled any hex that came into his head, and that hex was a dark curse. It caused Lily to become blinded, well temporarily blinded, and putting an angry girl and blindness together was just a bad mix.
Not caring anymore about anything, Lily simply grabbed at where she thought the boy was, and finding that her hand had connected with skin, just scratched. Girls usually have long nails, nicely trimmed and manicured, and Lily was no different. The only difference was that Lily liked biting her nails, so Lily's nails were somewhat uneven, and this proved deadly for the Slytherin.
"YOU BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING IDIOT!" Lily screamed, not bothering to use good language. She knew the curse he had sent her way, and she didn't like underhand curses like that.
She scratched the Slytherin, and then lunged straight at him, knocking him to the ground, as although Lily was petite, when she was kicking and screaming, she was quite heavy. Kicking and pushing out in all directions, she managed to do some damage to the Slytherin.
"GET OFF ME MUDBLOOD!" The Slytherin cursed, and that was probably the phrase that he would regret the most.
"DON'T CALL ME A MUDBLOOD YOU EARTH SCUM!" Lily screeched, now at a loss for decent swear words, and just kneeled on the Slytherin, and then bounced up and down. Little did she know that she had lunged onto his body, and her knee coincidentally connected with his ahem, delicate spot.
"ARGH! GET OFF!" He squealed, and Lily actually laughed, before hopping off, and fighting back the urge to spit, shook her hair back. It was only then did she notice that she had got her sight back, before tutting at the Slytherin, "Your curse work never was that hot"
"WOO HOO GOOD ONE EVANS!" Could be heard, and apparently a crowd had formed around the "battle ground".
Lily immediately searched for the person that the Slytherins had been terrorizing and to her horror, lying there in a pool of blood was James.
Should I end here? Hmmm..nah..i'll be nice..
"JAMES! OH MY GOSH!" Lily shrieked, and fell to her knees beside him, and helped him up, but then remembered that she should not move a wounded patient. Suddenly, James coughed out a whole mouthful of blood, and Lily almost screamed. She levitated James and brought him to the Infirmary, faster than you could say, well anything.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Madame Pomfrey asked, before grabbing James relatively gently and putting him onto the bed. She searched for some potion or other in a cabinet, while James lay on the bed, wheezing in pain. The curse was still on him, the one which made all of the bad memories come back, as well as the silencing curse, so Lily thought that he looked so scared because of the pain.
"DRINK THIS!" Madame Pomfrey ordered, but when James made no move, she became very gentle, "James dear, drink this."
James drew one shuddering breath and then reached out to drink it. Lily took the bottle, and very gently poured it down James's throat. James swallowed with much difficulty, before collapsing back onto the pillows, in a deep sleep, while Madame Pomfrey tended to all his battle wounds.
"A fight?" She asked, but then stopped short, her eyes growing wide.
"FINITE INCANTENIUM!" She shouted, and you could see James almost breathe a sigh of relief, and Madame Pomfrey, shook her head sadly.
"I have no idea what curses that poor boy has endured." She sighed, before asking Lily to pass her some muggle bandages which according to her were "perfect for Wizard cuts"
"Very courageous of you to bring in Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey commented to Lily, as she bandaged James.
"Huh?" Lily asked, evidently confused.
"That hooded boy you brought in, it was Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey explained, and Lily merely nodded numbly, everything clicking into place.
"A Polyjuice Potion." Lily murmured to herself, realizing everything suddenly.
"What was that you said dear?" Madame Pomfrey asked and Lily immediately shook her head, stuttering "Nothing, nothing"
"Keep an eye on Mr. Potter, I think he's okay for now, I am going to go see Mr. Snape." Madame Pomfrey instructed, as she bustled out.
Lily sat down on the bed which was about half a meter away from James and looked at him, he seemed so peaceful. She thought about the events of that night, and felt extremely relieved that it was actually Snape under the polyjuice potion, and not Remus. But where was Remus? Lily thought to herself, she didn't' see him throughout the ball, but he was probably somewhere else. Lily felt considerably happier, and then remember why she was so miserable before going to the tower, James.
Speaking of James, Lily gazed at James, thinking about why she was so angry. He had apologized profusely, and he did look rather cute like that, looking so relaxed against the pillows. That was when she realized that James was breathing very slowly, and with a lot of difficulty.
"MADAME POMFREY!" She screamed, her face turning pale as she saw James heave a final breath, before lying very still.
Ah well, you know about the Remus thing now (
