The World Through The Eyes Of A Muggle Born II

by notbang

See part one.

10. A Ferocious Fury

 SEQ CHAPTER \h \r 1~*~ A Ferocious Fury ~*~

~Don't tell me what you're going to say

~Can't bear to hear it from your lips

~Let it come from anyone but you

~Anyone, anyone but you...

A week or so later and it was nearly Christmas. I had been torn between going home and staying at Hogwarts, but had eventually decided to stay at school with Ariel. Mum understood, although she missed me, and sent her wishes.

One of the main reasons I didn't want to return home was Joey. I don't think it had quite settled in yet that she was gone and I didn't really want it to. But I knew that as soon as I went home and saw someone else in her house, it would.

I didn't particularly want to see Petunia, either.

So I stayed at school with Ariel and Toni, whose parents were on vacation.

Remus and Sirius also stayed behind, but James, Hilary and Bella were all under orders to return home. Most of my time was spent talking with Ariel and Toni, but on the odd chance that they were off doing something else, I would sit and chat with the boys a little.

Monday was one of these days. Ariel was talking to some Ravenclaw friends she had made when I had introduced her to some people, and Toni was reading upstairs in the dorm. Sirius and Remus had just finished a game of chess and were lazing about, talking idly.

'Hello, hello,' Sirius said when I came and sat down.

'Hola,' I replied, making a circle in the air with my palm.

'What brings you to the round table on a day such as today, dear maiden?'

I grinned at Sirius.

'Hate to break it to you, but the table's a square.'

'Damn,' Sirius cursed.

'Hello,' said Remus absently.

I turned to look at him.

'What's up, sonny jim?' I teased.

He shrugged.

'Fine. Be unsociable then,' I said jokingly, giving him a fake withering look.

He frowned.

'Lily, look at me. Into my eyes.'

Puzzled, I did as he said and stared right into his eyes.

'Concentrate really hard. Really stare into them.'

Nothing.

'Try again. Glare at me, like you did before. Think about something that makes you mad.'

I did, thinking about Voldemort. After a moment Remus's glazed over a little, and he gave a small shudder. Sirius looked confused.

'What?'

'Watch her eyes, Sirius.'

I looked to Sirius, but Remus shook his head.

'No, look at me again. But watch her, Sirius.'

Still extremely miffed, I glared back into Remus's caramel eyes. Again, he shivered.

Sirius looked at me, slightly surprised.

'Your eyes flash!' he said.

'What do you mean?'

'When you look at me, your eyes flash. And I...'

'What?' I pressed.

'I hear screaming...' Remus frowned, looking pale.

'Look at me, Lily,' Sirius said, looking slightly excited.

I sighed and did as I was asked, baffled.

'I can't hear anything,' Sirius said, scratching his head. 'But your eyes were flashing when you looked at Remus.'

'I don't get it,' I told Remus. 'You've never heard anything before... you're not tricking me, are you?'

He shook his head.

'And I have heard it before,' Remus said quietly. 'Randomly. I've just never realised it was only when you make fierce eye contact with me.'

'Why? Why do you hear things?'

Sirius looked at Remus.

'You don't think she's a... you know. Do you?' he asked, his tone low. Remus shrugged.

'A what?' I demanded.

'A Fury,' Sirius and Remus said together.

'A what?'

This was beginning to get ridiculous. I sat down for a nice conversation and all they could talk about was a load of nonsense.

'Stop being stupid. You're making it up.'

'We're not, Lily,' Remus said, looking at me. I glared back, and bit my lip when he flinched. It looked genuine. My gaze softened and I lowered my lashes. Remus looked away.

'What's a Fury?' I asked quietly.

'Furies are... I don't know how to explain it. Furies used to punish wrongdoers by sensing their guilt and turning it on them. When they look at their 'victims' in a certain way, they can't look away. And when a fury looks at their victim like that, the person can hear the cries of all the people they've ever hurt. But the thing with them was that they just chased wrongdoers in general to take revenge on them for the crimes, no matter how small. They are just as fierce on someone who has called someone else names as they are on a murderer.'

'So you're actually talking about the Furies from Greek Mythology? They were real?'

'Yeah. Are real,' Sirius said. 'They reckon Voldemort's one...'

I froze. That explained a lot.

'B-but he's evil. Why would he torment his followers?'

'He doesn't. He isn't an avenger... there were three different ones, you see. The normal avengers are the most common, and they just stick to what Sirius just said. Tisiphone. But there were two others, Megaera and Alecto. Megaera fed off jealousy, and Alecto was just really angry and loved causing chaos. Give you a guess as to which one he is.'

'Oh,' was all I could say. If he was one, I guessed I was probably one too.

'So does this make me weird or something?' I asked, raising my eyebrows.

'It means don't glare at us when you're mad,' Sirius said seriously, and Remus and I laughed.

'But how does someone become a Fury? I mean, are they just born that way?'

'I don't think so,' Remus said.

'Nah, you would have got it from your father. Doesn't mean he was one though. Might have skipped a few generations. Kinda cool, eh, Lils? You can terrorize anyone who annoys you.'

'I don't think so,' I said, frowning. 'It's not cool at all.'

'I think it is,' Sirius grinned.

'Yeah, well, you would,' Remus said, rolling his eyes.

'It hasn't happened everytime I glared at someone,' I said suddenly. 'I mean, how come Sirius didn't hear it?'

'I think it's very random. Probably takes practice before you can control it,' Sirius shrugged.

'I would have thought it would have only worked if she was really mad,' Remus said.

'Nah. Random,' Sirius said again, with a flick of his hand. 'Though I can't say I've ever heard that before. Oi, Lily. Maybe it's not just when you're mad, but when your emotions are just strong. Are you overly happy or sad or something?'

'I was sad, I guess. I miss Firregaze,' I shrugged. 'I think he's upset, too.'

'I wonder where he's gone. I mean, he just disappeared,' Sirius frowned.

'Mmm,' I said absent mindedly.

I was more focused on the whole Fury thing. I wasn't really surprised, but I was beginning to wonder what else I was yet to find out about myself. It was then that something hit me.

'Dumbeldore,' I murmured.

'What?'

'Dumbledore would have heard... I mean, I was really angry then...'

'When?' Sirius frowned.

'When I spoke to him a couple of weeks ago. I was really mad, so he should have heard something.'

'You were mad at Dumbledore?' Sirius laughed.

I nodded, and tucked some hair behind my ear.

'So surely he would have heard -'

'The thing is, has Dumbledore done anything bad?' Sirius interrupted.

'Everyone has,' Remus said. 'Everyone has done something they regret at some point, no matter how serious. A Fury stirs up feelings of regret and guilt, and those are two feelings that everyone experiences at some time in their lives.'

'I guess,' I shrugged. 'So everytime I was really mad - I would have made anyone I glared at hear those things?'

'Probably not. Your "power" is probably only just developing. God help if all these little kids were going around tormenting anyone who doesn't give them what they want,' Remus said, rolling his eyes.

'Good,' I said, feeling uncomfortable that I had that effect on people.

'Lily?' called Toni.

'Yeah?' I called back.

'There's an owl here for you,' she said, appearing at the top of the stairs. Garnet was sitting on her arm.

'So James has time to mail his girlfriend, but not his best friend?' Sirius huffed good-naturedly.

'One, we're not going out. Two, what if it's from Hilary?'

Sirius shook his head.

'James doesn't let her use Garnet.'

'Who cares?' I asked, exasperated, dashing over to retrieve Toni of Garnet.

'Hey beautiful,' I cooed at the bird, who clicked her beak.

I unrolled the parchment she was carrying and scanned over it as I walked back to the table where the boys were sitting.

'James has written to you. Sort of.'

'What does it say?' asked Remus.

I cleared my throat and read it aloud.

'Dear Lily (and the guys, too, I guess)

Hope you are all enjoying your Christmas (Hilary told me to write that). Dad's being a prat again and I'm keeping to my room because Appleton is over and he's brought Paige with him (god dammit!). Hilary's just being plain annoying - argh! OK, fine, I take it back (lest I risk having my face rearranged)! We're heading to New York tomorrow (or on Tuesday, depending on when you get this) for a business conference (yay!). I cannot express to you how excited I feel about this (rolls eyes). Anyway, just thought I'd let you know. Keep Garnet at Hogwarts and don't write back - New York is too far for an owl to travel. Well, I better go now. So see you guys soon.

James.

P.S. Lily, Hilary told me to tell you that you are something that I will not say because it is not very nice (I think she's mad with you).'

'Hahaha. Hilary better watch out. Because if you glare at Lily, she might glare back...' Sirius said, laughing. 'Oh, I'd kill to be a Fury.'

'I'd gladly swap,' I sighed.

'So would I,' he replied. 'I don't know why you're so worried about it.'

'You aren't the Fury,' I grumbled. 'I'm going to the Library.'

'During the holidays?' Remus asked incredulously.

'Yes,' I said, rolling my eyes. 'I do enjoy reading. Besides, I want to look up Furies. I might find out some more about myself.'

So I did exactly that; I went to the Library. I went straight to the section where I decided I was most likely to find out about Furies. And, lo and behold, the first book I pulled from this shelf had Furies in its contents. Blowing some dust off the cover, I took it over to a table and sat down, searching for the chapter.

Taking my reading glasses out of my pocket, I read over the article.

FURIES

Furies are witches and wizards blessed (or cursed, depending on one's views) with what is sometimes named the "Vindictive Eye".

The voracious blood that flows through a Fury's blood links far back to the days of ancient Greek Wizards, when three women - Tisiphone, Megaera and Alecto - were so consumed with the duty of justice that they were transformed into avenging spirits that fed off guilt/regret, jealousy and anger. The three tormented those around them by sensing any of the above and turning it upon the victim, forcing them recall bad outcomes to unjust acts, to the victim's discomfort.

It is also impossible to look away when a Fury locks one's gaze; one must wait for the Fury to break intense eye contact, thus ending the replaying of undesirable memories and outcomes.

While it usually takes a fierce glare or look of strong emotion to set these effects into play, it has been observed that even weak looks can strike fear in dark creatures, because of the intensity of their nature.

A Fury's powers commonly begin to surface around the age of twelve, although they may appear much earlier or later, and take several years to control fully.

It is impossible to identify a Fury from appearance alone as they are in every other way normal witches and wizards. If one was to be extremely critical, however, it would be correct to say Furies generally have brighter eyes, although this is not always the case.

Despite the gloominess surrounding them, Furies are still human and shouldn't be judged collectively but as individuals as it depends on how they choose to use their ability.

'Great,' I sighed to myself. 'They might as well put Fury a.k.a. depressive freak of nature.'

I shut the book and took it back to the shelf, not bothering to look at any others. I had found out enough for the time being. Stretching and giving a yawn, I decided to go and see Hagrid.

The cold air sliced across my skin when I stepped outside, and I drew my cloak more tightly around myself. Taking a breath of cold, sharp air, I took a few steps across the snow. And sunk badly. Realising that there was no real way I was going to reach Hagrid any time soon as long as there was six inches of snow, I sighed and rubbed my hands together, taking a moment before I set back inside.

Welcoming the rush of hot air when I opened the door, I slipped back inside, taking care to remove the snow from my robes so as not to leave puddles on the floor.

And then I ran into Malfoy.

I had recognised his icy drawl before I saw the silvery eyes and leering expression, and my stomach did an involuntary flip-flop.

He hadn't seen me yet, so I tried to steer away from where he was headed. And just when I thought I had successfully avoided him, his head happened to turn to the side. His lips curled into a smile when he saw me.

'Evans,' he said languidly. 'Long time no see.'

I silently cursed, and looked away, trying to ignore him.

'Don't leave. We haven't spoken in ages, and I need to catch up on the gossip. Anyway, what are you doing at school over the holidays?'

I continued to walk away, congratulating myself on my current state of self control.

'Don't worry, Evans. I wouldn't want to go home if I were you. I mean, Hogwarts must seem like a palace compared to your little cardboard box. Suppose anything's better than going home and seeing your pitiful trollop of a mother -'

I stopped in my tracks at that, and slowly turned around.

'What did you say?' I asked through gritted teeth.

He smirked, knowing he had gotten me agitated.

'What do you mean? The bit where I called your mother a trollop?'

'Don't you dare talk about my mother like that,' I seethed.

'What are you going to do about it? Potter's not here to defend you this time.'

He was baiting me, and I rose to it. I was furious; seeing red. And as I had only recently discovered, odd things happened when I saw red.

Without even thinking, I glared at him with severe animosity. He glared back, but his brow creased slightly.

'What the hell?' he growled, trying to look around. But he couldn't. His gaze was locked with mine.

Suddenly realising what had happened, I took a deep breath and turned away, Malfoy taking a step backwards.

'Don't you ever talk about my mother like that again,' I warned him in a low tone, backing away. He was glaring at me, but I deliberately avoided looking straight into his eyes. After a few steps, I turned and walked away, trying to remain calm.

'I'll talk about you mother how ever I like,' Malfoy spat at my back, but I didn't turn around. I walked all the way back to Gryffindor Tower without once looking back.

'Stupid git,' I muttered under my breath as I stormed through the portrait hole.

'Now, now, Lily - that's no way to talk about yourself,' Sirius joked. I looked up. I hadn't noticed, but he was sitting in an armchair nearby.

'I'm not talking about myself. I'm talking about Malfoy,' I said darkly.

'Ah. Him,' replied Sirius, nodding. 'While you're fuming, though, make sure you focus on something other than me.'

'Speaking of, I think Malfoy just got a taste of his own medicine.'

'Why? Did you glare at him?' Sirius laughed. 'He probably heard you. Did he get scared?'

'No,' I said, shaking my head. 'But he didn't know what was going on. I think he just pushed it aside though - I looked away before he could really register it, I think.'

'Damn. Would have killed to see that.'

'Yeah. Well,' I said, for lack of anything else to say.

'D'you reckon you could glare at me?'

'Why?' I asked, frowning.

'I just want to know what it sounds like,' he shrugged.

'Why would anyone want to hear all the cries of all their injustices? Sirius, you're crazy.'

'I just want to hear it. Go on, please.'

Amused, I wiped my forehead.

'Alright, but you asked for it.'

I closed my breath and took a deep breath, focusing all my anger. I opened my eyes and glared straight at Sirius.

There was the immediate change of surprise, which was followed by a sharp intake of breath. Of course he was unable to look away, and his eyes looked pained.

'OK... Now you can stop...' he said, frowning.

But I wasn't about to. I continued to look intensely at him. He had, after all, asked for it.

After watching him pale considerably in the next few moments, I looked away lazily.

Sirius took a deep breath.

'OK, I get your point. Never do that again.'

'What did you hear?' I asked curiously, wondering what exactly Sirius had done.

'A lot,' he mumbled. 'Crying, screaming...'

'Been a naughty boy, huh?' I said amusedly.

'More so than I had thought,' he said, still taking deep breaths. 'That's freaky, Lily. Malfoy would have deserved it.'

'And you didn't?' I asked.

'No,' he said, looking at me strangely. 'The most I've done is made a few people upset. I've never done anything to the extent of Malfoy.'

'Maybe so, but you've still hurt people. And what you heard is what you deserve. It's what you deep down truly think you deserve, because I don't feed you all that. I make you hear it, but it's you that has it stored. Guilt. What you have done may be small compared to other things, but alone, its's just another wrong.'

Sirius shot me a weird look.

'That was so intelligent and meaningful, it creeped me out,' he told me. 'I think being a Fury has warped your sense of judgement.'

'So do I, but I can reason my views. I've thought about it a bit, and seen things differently. I think that the original Furies weren't that wrong in their idea of justice.'

'Yeah, well, I think I'll stick to my current point of view. I think just trying to comprehend what you just said might do me damage.'

I grinned.

'What brain would that be?

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Sorry, sorry about the delay! I had the chapter finished but my dad didn't want me going on the internet because of that virus going around. One of my friends have it and it's a pain in the bum.

Anyways, I'd just like to thank you all on the really supportive reviews I got after the flame. I feel so loved :D

Well, that's about it for now. Hope you liked the chapter, and I apologise again for the wait.

SezZie

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