I don't own any of J.K Rowling's characters.
This is a story, with a verse/chorus added in.
It is a story though.
The song is 'Behind Blue Eyes', by Limp Bizkit.
I don't own this song, or pretend I do!
If this sounds out of character, it probably is.
I would like to thank Andi, for reviewing this story and being such a cool
friend. Thanks!
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And review too!
Behind Blue Eyes - Songfic.
Chapter Three
James
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
James was sitting opposite Dumbledore in his office. He was shit nervous.
This was the end of it for the Marauders, he thought, twisting his hands. He was thinking how he could talk his way out of it, when McGonagall came running in.
"He's not there! No one can find him!"
James swore under his breath, as his stomach lurched.
Dumbledore frowned deeply. "Panic, doubtless. Get Argus to search. He couldn't have gone far. James, kindly go to the hospital wing. And don't tell anyone, unless they need to know. I'll deal with you later."
James left. Limping along to the hospital wing, he cursed Sirius. The pain got worse every step he took, so when he finally reached the hospital wing, he was in a right temper.
Madame Pomfrey was waiting for him. After giving him a telling off, she made him drink some foul, silver coloured drink, she bandaged his leg, told him to come back tomorrow and sent him on his way.
James went straight to the Gryffindor tower, taking all the short cuts he knew. He came to the Fat Lady, told her the password, (liquor chocolate) and collapsed into a chair in front of the fire. He pulled his feet onto the seat, and buried his face into his hands. It was all he could do not to cry.
"James?" said a girl's voice.
"What?" he said wearily.
"Are you ok?" the voice asked.
James realized. It was Lily.
"I'm fine!" he said, storming up the stairs to his dorm. He kicked the door open, fully expecting to see Sirius grinning at him.
There was no Sirius; there was no one in the dorm. Sirius's trunk was gone, as was all his photos from his bedside drawer, and all his junk on the floor.
James walked over to his trunk and opened it. After searching through it, he realized. There was no invisibility cloak.
Sirius had gone for good.
James looked at his trunk blankly. Tears started rolling down his face, and he sat down on the bed. He didn't know how long he had been there, where he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped, startled, and turned around. It was Lily.
"I really don't need this now, Evans." He informed her, his voice breaking.
"I know James, I know." She said softly, sitting down next to him. "Peter said Sirius had gone missing."
James nodded. "He hates me!"
"Don't say that, James! " Lily said, hesitating, then wrapping her arms around him.
"He's gone forever! He's never coming back!" James continued.
Lily reached into her pocket and pulled out some tissues. "Here, James" she offered them to him.
He took the box, and removed his glasses. He used the tissues to wipe his blood shot eyes, and blow his nose.
"Guess I look pretty pathetic, huh?" he said, his voice hoarse.
Lily smiled at him. "Not that bad."
James turned to look at her. With his glasses off, Lily had to admit, he was hot!
"Wow!" she said, amazed.
"What?" James said, confused.
"Nothing!" she said, standing up, and pulling James to his feet. "Come on!" she urged, leading him into the bathroom. "Wash your face."
"What are you? My mum?" James muttered, obliging.
Lily grinned and said nothing.
When he was done, they walked back into the dorm.
James lay down on his bed.
Ellen ran into the dorm, frantic. "James, what happened to Si?"
"What?" he said stupidly, sitting up.
"Peter told me. I know he's missing." Ellen explained. "Hi Lils!" she greeted the redhead sitting on the end of James's bed. "Are you ok, James?" she said, looking closer at James. "You look-" she stopped when she saw Lily's glare, "really tired."
James lay back down. "I was crying, yes." He said glumly, staring at the ceiling.
James stood up. Ellen walked over to him and hugged him. He started crying again.
"Hey, I bet you anything Si will turn up tomorrow, with his puppy dog look." Ellen said, getting a chuckle out of James.
McGonagall walked into the dorm. "James." she started, but trailed off, when she saw Lily and Ellen.
"They know, Professor." James said, his face in Ellen's shoulder.
"Allright Potter. I'm going to over to overlook this once." She said, not unkindly.
"Thanks." Was the muffled reply.
"James. we can't find Sirius anywhere in the castle, or on the grounds." she got no reply, so she continued, "and he isn't in Hogsmede. and he isn't on the Knight Bus."
Still no reply.
There was silence, and then suddenly, James pulled away from Ellen, and said to McGonagall, "He wanted him DEAD. HE WAS LAUGHING! HE WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE!"
"Mr Potter, I suggest you come with me." James grabbed his glasses and left with McGonagall.
Lily and Ellen started to leave, but Ellen saw James's trunk was still open. "I'd better go shut it," she said to Lily, who looked on the verge of tears.
So Ellen walked over to the trunk, and went to close it, but she saw a picture on the pile of clothing. It was of a huge, Grim-like, black dog, and standing next to it was a black stag, with antlers. Ellen, always the curious person, flipped it over.
*Padfoot and Prongs* it read. Ellen shrugged and put in back into the trunk, and shut the lid.
"Come on, Lils," Ellen said, leading the way back down to the common room.
They came across Peter on the stone staircase. "Is James ok?" was the first thing he said.
Ellen considered her answers. "He's been better." She said hesitantly.
Peter frowned, and continued up the spiral staircase, expecting James to be there. But he wasn't. He was alone. Again.
Ellen and Lily were at the bottom of the staircase. "No one's looking. Now." Ellen whispered, and they emerged from the staircase, walking quickly over to the girls' staircase. Thankfully, all their dorm mates were out.
Lily flopped down on her bed, and lay facedown, much like James.
"I'm so sorry, Ellen," she sobbed, "Sirius was your boyfriend, and here I am, crying!"
"That's ok, Lily!" Ellen reassured her, sitting next to her. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
"It's just so scary, seeing James so. vulnerable." Lily explained, walking o the bathroom, and washing her face.
When she got back, Ellen was lying on her bed, in her pyjamas, looking at the ceiling. "Feeling better?" she asked.
"Yeah. I just needed to get it all out."
"There wasn't much to get out," Ellen observed dryly.
Lily nodded absently. "I just wonder. if it's my fault he feeling this bad in the first place."
Ellen frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Everyone knows he likes me, but all I've been is mean. was that right?"
"Lils, who knows what would have happened if you done something differently. Ok? No one can tell... and you were really nice to him tonight.
"I just felt so bad. and he is quite cute." Lily said, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes again. "Goodnight, Ellen."
"Goodnight, Lily" Ellen replied.
This is a story, with a verse/chorus added in.
It is a story though.
The song is 'Behind Blue Eyes', by Limp Bizkit.
I don't own this song, or pretend I do!
If this sounds out of character, it probably is.
I would like to thank Andi, for reviewing this story and being such a cool
friend. Thanks!
Go read all cute2boot 's story, coz they kick ass.
And review too!
Behind Blue Eyes - Songfic.
Chapter Three
James
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
James was sitting opposite Dumbledore in his office. He was shit nervous.
This was the end of it for the Marauders, he thought, twisting his hands. He was thinking how he could talk his way out of it, when McGonagall came running in.
"He's not there! No one can find him!"
James swore under his breath, as his stomach lurched.
Dumbledore frowned deeply. "Panic, doubtless. Get Argus to search. He couldn't have gone far. James, kindly go to the hospital wing. And don't tell anyone, unless they need to know. I'll deal with you later."
James left. Limping along to the hospital wing, he cursed Sirius. The pain got worse every step he took, so when he finally reached the hospital wing, he was in a right temper.
Madame Pomfrey was waiting for him. After giving him a telling off, she made him drink some foul, silver coloured drink, she bandaged his leg, told him to come back tomorrow and sent him on his way.
James went straight to the Gryffindor tower, taking all the short cuts he knew. He came to the Fat Lady, told her the password, (liquor chocolate) and collapsed into a chair in front of the fire. He pulled his feet onto the seat, and buried his face into his hands. It was all he could do not to cry.
"James?" said a girl's voice.
"What?" he said wearily.
"Are you ok?" the voice asked.
James realized. It was Lily.
"I'm fine!" he said, storming up the stairs to his dorm. He kicked the door open, fully expecting to see Sirius grinning at him.
There was no Sirius; there was no one in the dorm. Sirius's trunk was gone, as was all his photos from his bedside drawer, and all his junk on the floor.
James walked over to his trunk and opened it. After searching through it, he realized. There was no invisibility cloak.
Sirius had gone for good.
James looked at his trunk blankly. Tears started rolling down his face, and he sat down on the bed. He didn't know how long he had been there, where he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped, startled, and turned around. It was Lily.
"I really don't need this now, Evans." He informed her, his voice breaking.
"I know James, I know." She said softly, sitting down next to him. "Peter said Sirius had gone missing."
James nodded. "He hates me!"
"Don't say that, James! " Lily said, hesitating, then wrapping her arms around him.
"He's gone forever! He's never coming back!" James continued.
Lily reached into her pocket and pulled out some tissues. "Here, James" she offered them to him.
He took the box, and removed his glasses. He used the tissues to wipe his blood shot eyes, and blow his nose.
"Guess I look pretty pathetic, huh?" he said, his voice hoarse.
Lily smiled at him. "Not that bad."
James turned to look at her. With his glasses off, Lily had to admit, he was hot!
"Wow!" she said, amazed.
"What?" James said, confused.
"Nothing!" she said, standing up, and pulling James to his feet. "Come on!" she urged, leading him into the bathroom. "Wash your face."
"What are you? My mum?" James muttered, obliging.
Lily grinned and said nothing.
When he was done, they walked back into the dorm.
James lay down on his bed.
Ellen ran into the dorm, frantic. "James, what happened to Si?"
"What?" he said stupidly, sitting up.
"Peter told me. I know he's missing." Ellen explained. "Hi Lils!" she greeted the redhead sitting on the end of James's bed. "Are you ok, James?" she said, looking closer at James. "You look-" she stopped when she saw Lily's glare, "really tired."
James lay back down. "I was crying, yes." He said glumly, staring at the ceiling.
James stood up. Ellen walked over to him and hugged him. He started crying again.
"Hey, I bet you anything Si will turn up tomorrow, with his puppy dog look." Ellen said, getting a chuckle out of James.
McGonagall walked into the dorm. "James." she started, but trailed off, when she saw Lily and Ellen.
"They know, Professor." James said, his face in Ellen's shoulder.
"Allright Potter. I'm going to over to overlook this once." She said, not unkindly.
"Thanks." Was the muffled reply.
"James. we can't find Sirius anywhere in the castle, or on the grounds." she got no reply, so she continued, "and he isn't in Hogsmede. and he isn't on the Knight Bus."
Still no reply.
There was silence, and then suddenly, James pulled away from Ellen, and said to McGonagall, "He wanted him DEAD. HE WAS LAUGHING! HE WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE!"
"Mr Potter, I suggest you come with me." James grabbed his glasses and left with McGonagall.
Lily and Ellen started to leave, but Ellen saw James's trunk was still open. "I'd better go shut it," she said to Lily, who looked on the verge of tears.
So Ellen walked over to the trunk, and went to close it, but she saw a picture on the pile of clothing. It was of a huge, Grim-like, black dog, and standing next to it was a black stag, with antlers. Ellen, always the curious person, flipped it over.
*Padfoot and Prongs* it read. Ellen shrugged and put in back into the trunk, and shut the lid.
"Come on, Lils," Ellen said, leading the way back down to the common room.
They came across Peter on the stone staircase. "Is James ok?" was the first thing he said.
Ellen considered her answers. "He's been better." She said hesitantly.
Peter frowned, and continued up the spiral staircase, expecting James to be there. But he wasn't. He was alone. Again.
Ellen and Lily were at the bottom of the staircase. "No one's looking. Now." Ellen whispered, and they emerged from the staircase, walking quickly over to the girls' staircase. Thankfully, all their dorm mates were out.
Lily flopped down on her bed, and lay facedown, much like James.
"I'm so sorry, Ellen," she sobbed, "Sirius was your boyfriend, and here I am, crying!"
"That's ok, Lily!" Ellen reassured her, sitting next to her. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
"It's just so scary, seeing James so. vulnerable." Lily explained, walking o the bathroom, and washing her face.
When she got back, Ellen was lying on her bed, in her pyjamas, looking at the ceiling. "Feeling better?" she asked.
"Yeah. I just needed to get it all out."
"There wasn't much to get out," Ellen observed dryly.
Lily nodded absently. "I just wonder. if it's my fault he feeling this bad in the first place."
Ellen frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Everyone knows he likes me, but all I've been is mean. was that right?"
"Lils, who knows what would have happened if you done something differently. Ok? No one can tell... and you were really nice to him tonight.
"I just felt so bad. and he is quite cute." Lily said, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes again. "Goodnight, Ellen."
"Goodnight, Lily" Ellen replied.