A/N: Hello Everyone! If you haven't noticed, I changed my pen-name from
Lilz to Leesh (un-purposful point...haha). I was about to update my story
when Fanfiction.net was down for three days. *Growls at the thinggy
responsible for the rude disruption. Nah, i'm sure it was for a good reason
- making this great and wonderful site a more pleasant environment for us
wonderful author's minus one. *Cough* Well, hello there! Read, Review and
ENJOY!!
Christelle: Thanks for saying my story is "impressive" *blush* I feel all warm and gooey inside.
Christelle and Vamperfly: Alright, I tried following your suggestions for making bold and italics etc.; we shall see how this goes... Thanks a lot for the help. Now you're special and get a special reviewer mention.
Inkiemouse: Maxay-poo-poo, haha you're great! (For those reading this, DON'T ask ahaha)
And thank you to all of my other reviewers:
Padma Me And everyone else...haha I can't get to my review page
And now, on with the story!
In This World
By: Leesh
Chapter 3: Anger
Lily groaned inwardly when she heard the voice of none other than James Potter. It was bad enough she had to endure him during classes, in the Common Room, at meals and every other student-based activity at Hogwarts. For six years she had endured his endless pranks, torment and egotistical hot-headedness. As she sat in the hospital wing, thoughts swirling through her head about what Professor Dumbledore had just told her, she realised that now, more than ever, she wanted nothing to do with James. She wished he would just go... Tease me, taunt me, bug me some other time - just not right now, please! she thought.
"What do you want, Potter?" she spat his name towards the ground like it was poisonous vernom. James looked at her, for a brief moment, wanting nothing more than to hold her, and to make her forget every little, and big thing he had ever done to hurt her, in any way. A nanosecond later, the look was gone, and was replaced with a look of pure hatred. His voice went from a soft, caring voice, to a cold, almost mirthless voice.
"Should you really be treating your savior - hero like he was a monster? Evan's, you are such an ungrateful bitch! I come in here to see how you are doing, and you treat me like I'm some piece of shit?! You're not worth my time, Evan's!" At this time, James was yelling, the hatred in his voice raising the ceilings of the enormous hospital. Lily, her anger rising, yelled equally, if not louder than James, and retorted.
"And you are an egotistical, sorry bastard; and you, JAMES POTTER...I don't EVER want to see your sorry face around me again! I - I - I HATE YOU JAMES! Why can't you just...just crawl into a hole and DIE?" Lily's face was a bright red, and she promptly turned in her bed, her back towards James, covering her whole body with the soft pink sheets of her bed. James glared at her, and muttered something under his breath, picking his invisibility cloak off of the ground, and spinning on his heal to leave. Once at the door, James turned his face towards the bed.
"I hate you..." he whispered.
*
Peter and Remus sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, their chairs opposite that of Desirée Greenbush and Jacqueline Frost. Jacqueline, or Jac as she like to be called, tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder, as she sat in concentration, writing her potions essay. Books were strewn around the four friends, as together, they studied how to make Niphiree Potion - the poison of all potions.
"I just don't understand!" Desirée screamed in frustration. "Professor Donahay told us in first year that Nymphwood and Actials were never supposed to be mixed together in any potions! Now she's telling us that they have to be mixed together?" The other three nodded in agreement, mumbling about how the toxins of the potions must have seeped through her head to her brain. Remus stood up and stretched, and was about to declare retirement for the night, when something or, rather someone, caught the attention of every Gryffindor in the common room.
"Hello James, is everything alright? I thought you were in the dorm..." Remus's voice began to drift away as he caught site of the death glare James was giving him.
"Leave-me-be." James spoke every word in a deathly, low voice, chilling the senses on every person present in the room. He pushed his way through the Common Room towards the dorm, not turning back. Everyone stared after the spot that had just seconds before held James Potter...no one had ever seen him that mad...ever...
*
Ashley Montgomery quickly made her way through the winding halls of Hogwarts. She was furious with James for not telling her what was wrong with Lily. As one of her best friends, she deserved to know!
Maybe he doesn't know, a voice in her head declared.
"Oh, he knows! He's just going to be a sorry prick and not tell me!" she retaliated to the annoying voice.
And how do you know that, Monty?
"Because I do! And SHUT UP! I hate that name!" Ashley's frustrated voice rang through the corridor, as she found herself outside of the Hospital Wing. Her cheeks flushed, she quietly crept into the wing, looking for a flash of red hair among the sea of beds. Looking to the right of the wing, she saw a figure whose back was to her, but immediately recognised the back (and hair) of none other than Lily Evans. Head Girl of Hogwarts, and easily the best witch seen for many years - especially in Charms.
"Lily?" Ashley tentively called her name, standing carefully beside her bed, as not to wake her up if she was resting.
"Yes? Ashley? Oh, hi..." Ashley realised her voice was soft, sounding hurt and scared.
"Is everything alright? You fainted in Charms class; I was just coming to see how you were doing..."
"Yes, everything is fine. I'm sorry, but I'm really tired and I just wanted to be left alone for now." Lily could feel her voice about to crack, but tried her best to hide the frightened sound from her voice. Ashley could sense the uneasiness in her voice, and decided it best to leave Lily for the night. Quickly saying goodbye, Ashley retreated from the Hospital Wing, and headed back towards the Gryffindor Tower, where she would tell her friends what had just happened.
*
Remus and Peter looked at eachother, stunned as to what they had just seen. Neither had seen him act this way. No matter what! And yet, they knew not to disturb him...not yet... Deciding to wait for Sirius to come back from his "date" with Suzy, they sat with Desirée and Jac. The four joked around for about a half hour before Sirius finally came tetering in the portrait hole.
"Why! Moony, Wormtail! How nice it is to see you on this fine morning...I mean...evening!"
"Hello, Sirius," Remus replied, trying not to laugh...Sirius was obviously drunk. "Padfoot, I think we need to have a talk..." Remus' voice drifted off for the second time that night as Sirius nodded his head and waved him off, giving a signal of 'Just a second'. Within seconds, Sirius was rolling on the floor, snogging a just-as-drunk Suzy. Remus rolled his eyes, as Sirius clambered upwards, dusting himself off.
"G'night, Sexy Suzy," he winked. His head was lulled backwards when Remus began dragging him off towards the dorm. Stopping outside the dorm, he and Peter whispered to him, telling him of the nights events with James. Sirius suddenly sobered up, and knit his eyebrows in concentration. "I'll talk to him. Come with me, and we'll try to find out what's wrong with him..." Sirius gently opened the door to the dorm and walked in, the other two padding in behind him.
"Prongsie Wongsie!" He called, acting as though nothing in the world was wrong. A mumble escaped the bed to the right of him and Sirius threw the curtains drawn around them, open. "Why! Hello, Prongs! Fancy seeing you here!" Sirius jumped on the bed and the others regarded him with a suspicious look.
Remus, Peter and Sirius spent the better part of an hour sitting and talking with James, trying to discover what was wrong with him. By the time they were done, the three were no where closer to discovering what was wrong with James then when they started an hour before. Saying they had homework, Sirius, Remus and Peter went down to the Common Room, leaving James alone to collect his thoughts.
"Finally," he sighed. Everyone had failed to realize that James had been crying...
*
Professor Dumbledore sat in his office, his face placid and his fingertips drawn together. Fawkes, his majestix pheonix sat perched on his shoulder, pecking lightly at his master's ears. His face non-changing, Dumbeldore sighed.
"What are we going to do...?"
A/N: Hello! This chapter is really boring...I'm sorry. Next chapter will be better, I promise!
Please review! Please!!! I really want 10-15 more reviews? pleeeeease! If you do, I'll make the next chapter really long and fun...haha
Christelle: Thanks for saying my story is "impressive" *blush* I feel all warm and gooey inside.
Christelle and Vamperfly: Alright, I tried following your suggestions for making bold and italics etc.; we shall see how this goes... Thanks a lot for the help. Now you're special and get a special reviewer mention.
Inkiemouse: Maxay-poo-poo, haha you're great! (For those reading this, DON'T ask ahaha)
And thank you to all of my other reviewers:
Padma Me And everyone else...haha I can't get to my review page
And now, on with the story!
In This World
By: Leesh
Chapter 3: Anger
Lily groaned inwardly when she heard the voice of none other than James Potter. It was bad enough she had to endure him during classes, in the Common Room, at meals and every other student-based activity at Hogwarts. For six years she had endured his endless pranks, torment and egotistical hot-headedness. As she sat in the hospital wing, thoughts swirling through her head about what Professor Dumbledore had just told her, she realised that now, more than ever, she wanted nothing to do with James. She wished he would just go... Tease me, taunt me, bug me some other time - just not right now, please! she thought.
"What do you want, Potter?" she spat his name towards the ground like it was poisonous vernom. James looked at her, for a brief moment, wanting nothing more than to hold her, and to make her forget every little, and big thing he had ever done to hurt her, in any way. A nanosecond later, the look was gone, and was replaced with a look of pure hatred. His voice went from a soft, caring voice, to a cold, almost mirthless voice.
"Should you really be treating your savior - hero like he was a monster? Evan's, you are such an ungrateful bitch! I come in here to see how you are doing, and you treat me like I'm some piece of shit?! You're not worth my time, Evan's!" At this time, James was yelling, the hatred in his voice raising the ceilings of the enormous hospital. Lily, her anger rising, yelled equally, if not louder than James, and retorted.
"And you are an egotistical, sorry bastard; and you, JAMES POTTER...I don't EVER want to see your sorry face around me again! I - I - I HATE YOU JAMES! Why can't you just...just crawl into a hole and DIE?" Lily's face was a bright red, and she promptly turned in her bed, her back towards James, covering her whole body with the soft pink sheets of her bed. James glared at her, and muttered something under his breath, picking his invisibility cloak off of the ground, and spinning on his heal to leave. Once at the door, James turned his face towards the bed.
"I hate you..." he whispered.
*
Peter and Remus sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, their chairs opposite that of Desirée Greenbush and Jacqueline Frost. Jacqueline, or Jac as she like to be called, tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder, as she sat in concentration, writing her potions essay. Books were strewn around the four friends, as together, they studied how to make Niphiree Potion - the poison of all potions.
"I just don't understand!" Desirée screamed in frustration. "Professor Donahay told us in first year that Nymphwood and Actials were never supposed to be mixed together in any potions! Now she's telling us that they have to be mixed together?" The other three nodded in agreement, mumbling about how the toxins of the potions must have seeped through her head to her brain. Remus stood up and stretched, and was about to declare retirement for the night, when something or, rather someone, caught the attention of every Gryffindor in the common room.
"Hello James, is everything alright? I thought you were in the dorm..." Remus's voice began to drift away as he caught site of the death glare James was giving him.
"Leave-me-be." James spoke every word in a deathly, low voice, chilling the senses on every person present in the room. He pushed his way through the Common Room towards the dorm, not turning back. Everyone stared after the spot that had just seconds before held James Potter...no one had ever seen him that mad...ever...
*
Ashley Montgomery quickly made her way through the winding halls of Hogwarts. She was furious with James for not telling her what was wrong with Lily. As one of her best friends, she deserved to know!
Maybe he doesn't know, a voice in her head declared.
"Oh, he knows! He's just going to be a sorry prick and not tell me!" she retaliated to the annoying voice.
And how do you know that, Monty?
"Because I do! And SHUT UP! I hate that name!" Ashley's frustrated voice rang through the corridor, as she found herself outside of the Hospital Wing. Her cheeks flushed, she quietly crept into the wing, looking for a flash of red hair among the sea of beds. Looking to the right of the wing, she saw a figure whose back was to her, but immediately recognised the back (and hair) of none other than Lily Evans. Head Girl of Hogwarts, and easily the best witch seen for many years - especially in Charms.
"Lily?" Ashley tentively called her name, standing carefully beside her bed, as not to wake her up if she was resting.
"Yes? Ashley? Oh, hi..." Ashley realised her voice was soft, sounding hurt and scared.
"Is everything alright? You fainted in Charms class; I was just coming to see how you were doing..."
"Yes, everything is fine. I'm sorry, but I'm really tired and I just wanted to be left alone for now." Lily could feel her voice about to crack, but tried her best to hide the frightened sound from her voice. Ashley could sense the uneasiness in her voice, and decided it best to leave Lily for the night. Quickly saying goodbye, Ashley retreated from the Hospital Wing, and headed back towards the Gryffindor Tower, where she would tell her friends what had just happened.
*
Remus and Peter looked at eachother, stunned as to what they had just seen. Neither had seen him act this way. No matter what! And yet, they knew not to disturb him...not yet... Deciding to wait for Sirius to come back from his "date" with Suzy, they sat with Desirée and Jac. The four joked around for about a half hour before Sirius finally came tetering in the portrait hole.
"Why! Moony, Wormtail! How nice it is to see you on this fine morning...I mean...evening!"
"Hello, Sirius," Remus replied, trying not to laugh...Sirius was obviously drunk. "Padfoot, I think we need to have a talk..." Remus' voice drifted off for the second time that night as Sirius nodded his head and waved him off, giving a signal of 'Just a second'. Within seconds, Sirius was rolling on the floor, snogging a just-as-drunk Suzy. Remus rolled his eyes, as Sirius clambered upwards, dusting himself off.
"G'night, Sexy Suzy," he winked. His head was lulled backwards when Remus began dragging him off towards the dorm. Stopping outside the dorm, he and Peter whispered to him, telling him of the nights events with James. Sirius suddenly sobered up, and knit his eyebrows in concentration. "I'll talk to him. Come with me, and we'll try to find out what's wrong with him..." Sirius gently opened the door to the dorm and walked in, the other two padding in behind him.
"Prongsie Wongsie!" He called, acting as though nothing in the world was wrong. A mumble escaped the bed to the right of him and Sirius threw the curtains drawn around them, open. "Why! Hello, Prongs! Fancy seeing you here!" Sirius jumped on the bed and the others regarded him with a suspicious look.
Remus, Peter and Sirius spent the better part of an hour sitting and talking with James, trying to discover what was wrong with him. By the time they were done, the three were no where closer to discovering what was wrong with James then when they started an hour before. Saying they had homework, Sirius, Remus and Peter went down to the Common Room, leaving James alone to collect his thoughts.
"Finally," he sighed. Everyone had failed to realize that James had been crying...
*
Professor Dumbledore sat in his office, his face placid and his fingertips drawn together. Fawkes, his majestix pheonix sat perched on his shoulder, pecking lightly at his master's ears. His face non-changing, Dumbeldore sighed.
"What are we going to do...?"
A/N: Hello! This chapter is really boring...I'm sorry. Next chapter will be better, I promise!
Please review! Please!!! I really want 10-15 more reviews? pleeeeease! If you do, I'll make the next chapter really long and fun...haha