James hovered a bit closer and peered inside the window. No, it was just a
regular classroom, he could see the silver of a ghost drifting across it.
He swooped down another level. James squinted - no. He started speeding up, passing the windows. No, No, No, - wait. He had just missed a smaller, higher up window. He rode right up to it. He moved closer until he was leaning against the pane of glass. It was very hard to see in there, it was quite dark - and then he saw her. Lily.
She looked like a defeated angel, crestfallen. Her limp figure was sprawled out on the floor, red hair waving out in all directions. She wasn't moving. James chocked on his breath - Lily. How could he get in there?
After some quick thinking, James did a stupid but brave thing. 50 feet up in the air, he grabbed onto the ledge of another window, then used his broomstick handle to smash open the window. Hoping he didn't hurt Lily, he flew through, then landed in the room.
Once in the room, the temperature dropped - it was colder than it was outside. James ran over to Lily - she was out cold and freezing. James paused to stare at Lily's pale face.
Her red hair was shocking against her white skin, her lips blue. Lily's blue blouse and grey knee skirt made her look like a frozen angel, preserved in time. James, not thinking clearly, bent down and kissed her blue lips. He realized she had been crying, and when he picked Lily up, a forgotten tear ran down her cheek.
"Leave Muuuuuuuddddblloooooooodd,"
James froze. Was Lily listening to all this while she was locked in here? Suddenly James became even more worried. He felt like he shouldn't be here, in the Room of Darkness.
"Don't worry, she's leaving," James said as he tried to mount his broom with no hands, carrying Lily.
"Sheee allllreaddyyy haaaaasss...."
James froze. What did that voice mean, she already had left? He looked down at Lily's body. She had several cuts on her neck, and a bad gash on her shoulders. James put his head down to her chest. He couldn't hear anything. Panicking, James manouvered his broom up to the window. It would be a tight squeeze - he would most likely get cut by shards of glass.
"Hello? Is anyone in there?" James recognized Peter's voice. He knew that Wormtail was just 15 feet away, on the opposite side of the door, but his weak voice sounded distant.
"Leeeeeaavveeeee,"
James ignored the voice.
"Hang on, Lily," He whispered.
James swooped up the North Tower.
"James?" Lily's eyes fluttered wildly.
James's heart flew madly.
"Its going to be okay, Lily," James said gruffly. Lily took a shallow breath and snuggled deeper to James' warm body.
James flew up to the top of the tower. There Sirius, Remus, and a crying Sarah were waiting for him. James quickly dismounted.
"She's breathing, but only just," Sarah said,
"I've never seen her this bad before."
We have to get her to the hospital wing." said Remus.
Even James knew there was no fooling around; Lily needed serious medical care.
"Wait!" Sarah cried.
After performing some sixth - year magic to Lily, Sarah topped it off by producing a hot steam coming from her wand, pointed at Lily's chest.
"How did she get those cuts on her?" Sarah asked as they were hurrying down to the Hospital wing.
James shrugged; both of his arms were occupied by holding Lily. He didn't seem to want to let her go, though it worried him inside each time Lily took a slow, shallow breath.
Finally, they arrived at the hospital wing. James went to open the door, but it was locked.
"Dammit!" He cried. Even Sirius and Remus were looking extremely grave.
"What are we going to do?"
Sarah's voice rang out, "Madam Clare! Madam Clare, its an emergency!"
And suddenly, by some miracle, the door opened.
The Hogwarts matron, Madam Clare, was looking extremely annoyed when she opened the door in her nightdress, but her face fell when she saw Lily.
"Right in here, children. Now lay her on that hospital bed and tell me everything that happened while I work."
All four teenagers walked into the Hospital Wing with extremely solemn faces.
He swooped down another level. James squinted - no. He started speeding up, passing the windows. No, No, No, - wait. He had just missed a smaller, higher up window. He rode right up to it. He moved closer until he was leaning against the pane of glass. It was very hard to see in there, it was quite dark - and then he saw her. Lily.
She looked like a defeated angel, crestfallen. Her limp figure was sprawled out on the floor, red hair waving out in all directions. She wasn't moving. James chocked on his breath - Lily. How could he get in there?
After some quick thinking, James did a stupid but brave thing. 50 feet up in the air, he grabbed onto the ledge of another window, then used his broomstick handle to smash open the window. Hoping he didn't hurt Lily, he flew through, then landed in the room.
Once in the room, the temperature dropped - it was colder than it was outside. James ran over to Lily - she was out cold and freezing. James paused to stare at Lily's pale face.
Her red hair was shocking against her white skin, her lips blue. Lily's blue blouse and grey knee skirt made her look like a frozen angel, preserved in time. James, not thinking clearly, bent down and kissed her blue lips. He realized she had been crying, and when he picked Lily up, a forgotten tear ran down her cheek.
"Leave Muuuuuuuddddblloooooooodd,"
James froze. Was Lily listening to all this while she was locked in here? Suddenly James became even more worried. He felt like he shouldn't be here, in the Room of Darkness.
"Don't worry, she's leaving," James said as he tried to mount his broom with no hands, carrying Lily.
"Sheee allllreaddyyy haaaaasss...."
James froze. What did that voice mean, she already had left? He looked down at Lily's body. She had several cuts on her neck, and a bad gash on her shoulders. James put his head down to her chest. He couldn't hear anything. Panicking, James manouvered his broom up to the window. It would be a tight squeeze - he would most likely get cut by shards of glass.
"Hello? Is anyone in there?" James recognized Peter's voice. He knew that Wormtail was just 15 feet away, on the opposite side of the door, but his weak voice sounded distant.
"Leeeeeaavveeeee,"
James ignored the voice.
"Hang on, Lily," He whispered.
James swooped up the North Tower.
"James?" Lily's eyes fluttered wildly.
James's heart flew madly.
"Its going to be okay, Lily," James said gruffly. Lily took a shallow breath and snuggled deeper to James' warm body.
James flew up to the top of the tower. There Sirius, Remus, and a crying Sarah were waiting for him. James quickly dismounted.
"She's breathing, but only just," Sarah said,
"I've never seen her this bad before."
We have to get her to the hospital wing." said Remus.
Even James knew there was no fooling around; Lily needed serious medical care.
"Wait!" Sarah cried.
After performing some sixth - year magic to Lily, Sarah topped it off by producing a hot steam coming from her wand, pointed at Lily's chest.
"How did she get those cuts on her?" Sarah asked as they were hurrying down to the Hospital wing.
James shrugged; both of his arms were occupied by holding Lily. He didn't seem to want to let her go, though it worried him inside each time Lily took a slow, shallow breath.
Finally, they arrived at the hospital wing. James went to open the door, but it was locked.
"Dammit!" He cried. Even Sirius and Remus were looking extremely grave.
"What are we going to do?"
Sarah's voice rang out, "Madam Clare! Madam Clare, its an emergency!"
And suddenly, by some miracle, the door opened.
The Hogwarts matron, Madam Clare, was looking extremely annoyed when she opened the door in her nightdress, but her face fell when she saw Lily.
"Right in here, children. Now lay her on that hospital bed and tell me everything that happened while I work."
All four teenagers walked into the Hospital Wing with extremely solemn faces.