Chapter 4 - Part 1

James Potter was trying not to breathe, but it was impossible to succeed for an extended period of time. Huddled in the corner of the library, he was severly hoping that Professor Galmium wouldn't bother to look in the most obvious place. His invisibility cloak could only offer him so much protection when the professor was on the prowl.

Now he was glad Remus hadn't wanted to come along, and Sirius.Sirius hadn't been informed. Peter had been with Remus, they had both come into the common room and noticed him clutching his cape. Peter had shaken his head violently when he was told of the adventure. "No, no, no.I'll just go to bed!" he had said hurredly, looking scared to death. Remus had just yawned and looked at him pointedly. So here he was, and he was glad he was alone. If he was wrong, he could hide his embarrassment by saying he couldn't get into the restricted section of the library, although that was what he was planning to do. There might be a passage there, but he wasn't sure where it would lead or if it even really existed.

The sharp clicks of the professors high heels came nearer and nearer, and the befuddled professor looked mighty angry. As she came closer and closer, James began to feel more and more panicky.

"Somebody," Galmium hissed, "Is in deep trouble. If I find you, you will be in detention for a month!" Stomping around loudly in her high heels, she breathed in and out like she had been running for over a mile and made a small growling sound that would have been funny if it was a normal situation.

James defiantly willed her to try even as she stopped just a foot from where he was huddled. Having gotten a "Poor" in her class did not make him feel particularly warm towards her, nor had her discovering him and Remus out on a nightly expedition in their third year. He also seriously doubted she would be allowed to put him in detention for a whole month, not that he was a particular expert on school rules.

Finally she moved away, looking extremely frustrated, "I'll get you yet!" she snarled, "I know you are in here!" he listened to the sharp sounds of her moving around for almost half an hour, and almost fell asleep twice. Finally she left, fuming. If she had been a bull, James reckoned that smoke would have blown out of her nose. The picture amused him for a second, and he gave a muffled snort before carefully heading towards the library desk and retrieving the keys stored under the carpet. Soon, he was in.