Chapter 3:
As Lily rounded the corner, what she saw surprised her slightly. James was going down a side hallway in the dungeons rather than straight out and in the corner, Malfoy and Snape were removing an orange detour sign that had blocked the real exit.
"Potter! You're going the wrong way! Potter? Potter!" He didn't answer.
She continued to run down the hall. She got to a room, then a garage type door slammed down. She was locked in the room.
"Evans?" The familiar voice came from the darkest corner. Out popped the tall boy with messy black hair and round glasses that Lily could sometimes strangle in frustration, James Potter.
"Potter, I tried to call to stop you, but I was too late."
"Well, looks like we're stuck here. The door won't open."
"What? You've got to be kidding me. We're trapped?"
"Yes, I'm very sorry to say that we're stuck here."
"This is your fault, you know? It's you that's to blame."
"What? How do you figure that one, Miss Evans?"
"You caused the explosion at breakfast. Then in potions, the mix-up-"
"Hey, you can't prove I or my friends did that."
"You were laughing before anything happened. You knew what was coming. The only way to know was if you guys rigged it."
"So what? Why are we here, then? I came this way because of the de-"
"Detour sign that Lucius and Severus were pulling away when I came running down here to tell you what happened."
"Damn it! Malfoy and Snape! Those two are dead meat!"
"So, like I said, it's your fault we're here, Potter."
"I only did that potion thing because of the points taken away."
"And this morning? What the hell was your motive then?"
"Well, I just didn't think they put on enough after shave."
"Ha! Fagot! Now, why on earth were you sniffing them?"
"I-um-well, I-er-we-oh, just forget it. Who cares? It was till pretty funny."
However, she hadn't laughed. Lily looked around and studied her surroundings. There was a window, four walls, a ceiling, a box written "FRAGILE," herself and James Potter. She could scream.
As Lily rounded the corner, what she saw surprised her slightly. James was going down a side hallway in the dungeons rather than straight out and in the corner, Malfoy and Snape were removing an orange detour sign that had blocked the real exit.
"Potter! You're going the wrong way! Potter? Potter!" He didn't answer.
She continued to run down the hall. She got to a room, then a garage type door slammed down. She was locked in the room.
"Evans?" The familiar voice came from the darkest corner. Out popped the tall boy with messy black hair and round glasses that Lily could sometimes strangle in frustration, James Potter.
"Potter, I tried to call to stop you, but I was too late."
"Well, looks like we're stuck here. The door won't open."
"What? You've got to be kidding me. We're trapped?"
"Yes, I'm very sorry to say that we're stuck here."
"This is your fault, you know? It's you that's to blame."
"What? How do you figure that one, Miss Evans?"
"You caused the explosion at breakfast. Then in potions, the mix-up-"
"Hey, you can't prove I or my friends did that."
"You were laughing before anything happened. You knew what was coming. The only way to know was if you guys rigged it."
"So what? Why are we here, then? I came this way because of the de-"
"Detour sign that Lucius and Severus were pulling away when I came running down here to tell you what happened."
"Damn it! Malfoy and Snape! Those two are dead meat!"
"So, like I said, it's your fault we're here, Potter."
"I only did that potion thing because of the points taken away."
"And this morning? What the hell was your motive then?"
"Well, I just didn't think they put on enough after shave."
"Ha! Fagot! Now, why on earth were you sniffing them?"
"I-um-well, I-er-we-oh, just forget it. Who cares? It was till pretty funny."
However, she hadn't laughed. Lily looked around and studied her surroundings. There was a window, four walls, a ceiling, a box written "FRAGILE," herself and James Potter. She could scream.