Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the other characters and stuff. I own Mel, though! Yay! And I don't own "If You're Not The One" by Daniel Beddingfield.
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Cheez-it(): I love Evanescence too! There will be more songs by them in the story, so keep a look out!
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BURN THE R.U.M.: I like country! I sang a Shania Twain song at karaoke once. It was so fun. But I don't think I have any country songs in the story. Sorry! But I do like country. Lils will come to her senses VERY soon, so don't worry! Glad you liked it!
Winter cold: Yeah, I wouldn't be able to last eithter…. But, hey, that's why it's Harry, right? Hope you enjoy the rest of the story! Thanx for reading!
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
I never know what the future brings
But I know you're here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
"Hey, James, are you feeling alright?"
If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me then why does this distance mame my life?
If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don't know why you're so far away
But I know that this much is true
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you're the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life
I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
"James? JAMES? Not again…."
'Cause I miss you body and soul so strong that it takes my breath awayAnd I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side
I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
"JAMES, I AM GOING TO RIP THOSE THINGS OFF YOUR EARS!"
James pulled the headphones off his head and faced Sirius.
"What?"
"Prongs, you haven't been yourself lately. Are you alright? What's been bothering you?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all." But James felt as those his insides turned upside down.
"It's Lily, isn't it?"
"Look, could you just leave me alone for a while?" James snapped at his friend.
"Fine," said Sirius, and he walked off.
James had been feeling miserable for the past few days. He had grown an infatuation on Lily Evans. No, he was in love with her. And it was slowly killing him inside, for he knew she hated him. His heart was begging him to just talk to her again, but his mind refused. He was having a battle with himself. He had become jealous of Sirius. He had a girl that was beautiful, smart, funny, and crazy about him. And Sirius was crazy about her. He had these mixed feelings of guilt and jealousy. He got up and left the common room. He was walking around the halls when he saw Lily carrying a massive amount of books. The pile started tumbling in her arms, and then they fell.
"Bloody hell!" she whispered. She began picking up the books and James walked over to help her.
"What's with all the books, Lils?" he asked.
She looked up at him. There was silence for a few moments, until she answered. "I don't know about you, but I've been doing research on getting us back to our own time period."
"Well, let me help you pick these up." James and Lily gathered all the books, and as Lily was about to leave, James stopped her.
"Lil, do you hate me?"
Lily paused. She seemed to be holding her breath and thinking hard.
"I don't hate you, James." And with that, she walked away.
James just stood there, with a huge grin on his face.
Harry walked around the common room, thinking. These Voldemort attacks were getting worse and worse. Dumbledore had told him that Voldemort created a new method of attacking. Voldemort would dive into the victim's mind and extract their bad memories. He make the victim relive all the horrible events or nightmares. He would weaken them by this, let their guard down. They would be in shock or fear, thus making them extremely vulnerable. Then, he would strike them down. This would be very hard to fight, for there was no way to stop Voldemort's spell. It was eating away at Harry, for he had many horrible memories. This was going to be very difficult. Very difficult indeed…
Mel lay on the couch of the Gryffindor common room. She was daydreaming away. Sirius had kissed her many times since their date, each one more intoxicating than the last. Her heart was so content, nothing could disrupt it. She began to drift off into her world, when she heard voices coming from outside the common room. One sounded like Peter. She crept over to the portrait hole and listened.
"Your father is Lucius Malfoy?!" said Peter.
"Why, of course. Great wizard, don't you think?" asked a boy with gray eyes and slicked back blonde hair.
"Yeah! I've seen him
do amazing things with the dark spells.
He even taught me a few."
Melissa gasped. This was not the Peter she knew. He seemed so much more confident now. And he never hung out with Lucius Malfoy. Did he? And what dark spells had he exactly been learning? She kept listening.
"Are you going to join the Dark Lord?" asked the boy.
"I've been thinking about it. Lucius has been trying to persuade me, but right now, I'm pretty sure I am. I can't stand that Mudblood, Lily Evans. Or that James Potter. He loves her, you know. I hate the whole lot."
What?!
"Well, you better get a move on and join Voldemort as soon as you get back and join your own time period. It would be a shame if you didn't."
The boy sounded cold and cruel.
Peter started walking towards the portrait, and Mel backed away. It opened, and Peter walked in. Mel just stood there with a horrified look on her face.
He eyed her suspiciously. "Did you hear any of that?"
"S-so what if I did?" she stuttered.
"Wrong answer. Crucio!"
Mel fell to the floor. It felt like a burning and stinging sensation at the same time. It was the worst pain she had ever felt in her life. As soon as the curse ceased, she stared into Peter's diabolic and evil looking eyes. He laughed. Mel felt hatred rise in her. And then collapsed.
A/N: How's it going so far? As always, I will update as soon as I get some reviews. Hope you're enjoying it!