Project The British Are Coming
Chapter 6
Mrs. Prongs
Author's Note: *Astonished* I KNOW it isn't much, but I haven't had the time to write lately, and even completing this chapter was a struggle. Actually, the only reason I wrote it was to keep Mrs. Padfoot from ripping out my throat. Oh well, I really hope you like and I promise the next chapter I write will br longer and more enjoyable.
**
Later that day during Transfiguration, James was starting to feel ill.
"Professor?," he asked, abandoning his project.
McGonnagal looked up from her notes. "Yes Mr. Potter?,"
James looked wearily at her, wondering why there were three of her instead of one. "I don't feel so well. May I be excused to go to the ___," James didn't have a chance to finish his sentence as he had fainted right there and hit his head on the table behind him.
Sirius, being Sirius, ran over to Remus instead of acting the least bit worried about James.
"See! See! See!," he asked, flailing his hand towards James excitedly,"What did I tell you?"
Remus looked at him skepitcally. "Padfoot, James just hit his head on the hard wood table. How can you be happy?!"
"Becauseeeeeeeeeee, Mooney, IT WORKED!," Sirius replied, rolling his eyes.
Remus didn't have anyt time to say soething back because at that moment McGonnagal walked briskly over to James and spoke.
"Lily Evans, please take Mr. Potter to the hospital wing. You're the only one I trust to come back," she said, trying to wake him up.
Lily groaned. "Yes, Professor," she said, then stood up, helped the semi conscious James to his feet, and dragged him out of the door.
Sirius looked back to Remus. "SEEEEEE! I AM A GENIUS!"
"Mr. Black, go to your seat!," McGonnagal said.
**
Meanwhile, Lily had helped James down two flights of stairs to the Hospital Wing and sat him in the nearest chair as Madame Pomfrey rushed over.
"What happened here?," she asked, taking James to a bed.
"He fainted in class," Lily said, ready to get out of there.
Promfrey sighed. "My, my, he has a cut on the back of his head."
"Oh, right, he hit his head on a table, too," Lily replied.
"Well, you can go back to class," she said as she tended to James.
"Will he be alright," asked Lily, wondering where the concern about James Potter's well being came from.
"Oh yes, just a couple of days in here and he'll be ready to go."
"Oh, alright," Lily said, backing out of the Hospital Wing.
Author's Note: So there is the ridiculously short and pathetic Chapter 6. :( I'm sorry.
Chapter 6
Mrs. Prongs
Author's Note: *Astonished* I KNOW it isn't much, but I haven't had the time to write lately, and even completing this chapter was a struggle. Actually, the only reason I wrote it was to keep Mrs. Padfoot from ripping out my throat. Oh well, I really hope you like and I promise the next chapter I write will br longer and more enjoyable.
**
Later that day during Transfiguration, James was starting to feel ill.
"Professor?," he asked, abandoning his project.
McGonnagal looked up from her notes. "Yes Mr. Potter?,"
James looked wearily at her, wondering why there were three of her instead of one. "I don't feel so well. May I be excused to go to the ___," James didn't have a chance to finish his sentence as he had fainted right there and hit his head on the table behind him.
Sirius, being Sirius, ran over to Remus instead of acting the least bit worried about James.
"See! See! See!," he asked, flailing his hand towards James excitedly,"What did I tell you?"
Remus looked at him skepitcally. "Padfoot, James just hit his head on the hard wood table. How can you be happy?!"
"Becauseeeeeeeeeee, Mooney, IT WORKED!," Sirius replied, rolling his eyes.
Remus didn't have anyt time to say soething back because at that moment McGonnagal walked briskly over to James and spoke.
"Lily Evans, please take Mr. Potter to the hospital wing. You're the only one I trust to come back," she said, trying to wake him up.
Lily groaned. "Yes, Professor," she said, then stood up, helped the semi conscious James to his feet, and dragged him out of the door.
Sirius looked back to Remus. "SEEEEEE! I AM A GENIUS!"
"Mr. Black, go to your seat!," McGonnagal said.
**
Meanwhile, Lily had helped James down two flights of stairs to the Hospital Wing and sat him in the nearest chair as Madame Pomfrey rushed over.
"What happened here?," she asked, taking James to a bed.
"He fainted in class," Lily said, ready to get out of there.
Promfrey sighed. "My, my, he has a cut on the back of his head."
"Oh, right, he hit his head on a table, too," Lily replied.
"Well, you can go back to class," she said as she tended to James.
"Will he be alright," asked Lily, wondering where the concern about James Potter's well being came from.
"Oh yes, just a couple of days in here and he'll be ready to go."
"Oh, alright," Lily said, backing out of the Hospital Wing.
Author's Note: So there is the ridiculously short and pathetic Chapter 6. :( I'm sorry.