Knowledge

I know that things are getting tougher
When you can't get the top off from
the bottom of the barrel,
Wide open road of my future now...
It's looking fucking narrow.

All I know is that I don't know nothing.
We get told to decide.
Just like as if I'm not going to change my mind.


Jaimie sat by her window in the girls' dormitory that night. It wasn't because she was afraid that her family would take their usually haunting in her sleep, but because she was busy thinking about her life with her parents. It now just occured to her how very few memories she had of them. The pictures she held in her hands were just the few instances when they were all together. She worked in the dark, placing a water repelling spell upon the pictures, as her family waved and smiled enthusiastically back at her.
"Impervius!" She whispered as the the photos shined with a brief sheen before it turned back to normal. She smiled at the beach picture, remembering in her head the sound of the seagulls cawing loudly above, the sound of distant laughter, and smell of barbeque and the salty quality of the air. She was brought back to present, she stared back at the photographs and her smiled faded. She inhaled deeply through her nose, and let it out with a sigh as she moved away from the window and placed the pictures in a small stationary box in her bedside drawer. When that was done, she pulled back her covers, and crawled under them, curling up into a ball and falling fast asleep.

The next day, she was shaken awake by Lily who was fully dressed, and ready to go for breakfast. Lily always liked her food.
"C'mon, James, wake up! I'm hungry!" Lily said, as she was just doing up her tie.
Jaimie sat up in bed, and rubbed her eyes sleepily. She gave a huge yawn, accompanied by a stretch and placed her feet upon the cold wooden floor. She stood up and walked to the bathroom to clean herself up. Lily walked past her and said, "Meet me in the common room. And hurry up, I'm hungry you know."
"Lily, you're always hungry." Jaimie mumbled.
"No I'm not!" Lily's red head disappeared through the dormitory door.
Jaimie chuckled to herself and she dressed herself into her Hogwarts uniform and dashed out into the common room, where Lily and the four boys stood suggestively near the portrait of the Fat Lady, Sirius clutching his stomach as he talked.
When Jaimie appeared, Sirius walked up to her and pulled her into a tight hug. Jaimie returned it, though slightly taken aback by the gesture.
"What was that for?" She asked, as Sirius finally let her go.
"I can't give my girlfriend a hug?" Sirius said, smiling.
"Now, I didn't say that." Jaimie said, smiling mischievously at Lily as she walked away.
"You alright?" Lily asked at the the smiling Jaimie. Sirius and James walked a little behind them, Remus walking causually next to Sirius, and Peter struggling to catch up to the quickening paces of the four taller and much longer legged boys.
Jaimie nodded. Lily gave her a skeptical look.
"Yes, Lily, I'm fine! What did you expect me to be? Suicidal?" Jaimie asked, slightly afronted.
"Well, in a way, yes." Lily said, wringing her hands.
"Lily, some things just can't be explained, and the way I am feeling is definitely one of them. I don't know what happened. Just seeing my family looking so peaceful like that makes me feel that maybe they really aren't gone."
Lily gave Jaimie a strange expression.
"Yeah, you probably think that I'm off my rocker." Jaimie said, quickening her pace, and shrugging.
"No it wasn't that, its just, I understand, and that was really deep." Lily said, smiling in awe.
"Yeah." Jaimie said.
"So you're alright now? No more staying up all night or skipping meals."
Jaimie nodded her head, and Lily sighed.
Jaimie was back.

On Wednesday, Jaimie went to bed at the exact same time as Lily. she crawled into bed and waited for the others girls to sleep before sitting up and leaving the dormitory. Tiptoeing softly down the girls' staircase, she glanced at the hands of the handsome grandfather clock in the corner to strike one. According to it, she still had five minutes, so she sat in an armchair and waited. Finally, the gradfather clock chimed once, as the hour hand pointed to the roman numeral one, she looked around for Sirius, but he was nowhere to be seen. He was late, that was it. So she sat around a few minutes staring at the still burning fire, when a hand slowly grasped her shoulder, and she stood up in surprise to see Sirius' head, levitating six feet in midair.
"Sirius?" Jaimie asked.
"Yeah, its an invisibility cloak. Shh, come on, get inside."
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
Jaimie gave Sirius a very suspicious look and said, "We're not going another park are we?"
Sirius chuckled. "No, this is much better, come on." He pulled apart the invisiblility cloak, and motioned for her to get in.
She reluctantly did as he asked, and soon she was under the cloak, Sirius' strong arms holding it up for the both of them. He smiled at her and said, "Ok, let's go."
They crawled out into the candlelit hallways, and started forward. He led her to her left, and up seven flights of stairs. They did not see anybody out in the halls, though they did not expect to, no one in their right minds would be out at this time-except of course Jaimie and Sirius.
So up they went, all the way to the seventh floor. They climbed up through another stairway, which ended with a trap door. Sirius heaved upward, and the trap door gave, to the tallest tower in the castle-The Astronomy Tower. Sirius swept the Invisibilty Cloak off of them, and felt the air, ruffle his hair slightly. After sneaking around slowly under a cloak while having to climb numerous stairways, you'd get hot, too.
Jaimie looked around at the turret they stood in. Across from her, on the other side, stood a single telescope, facing upward at the sky.
"What are we doing here, Sirius?" Jaimie asked.
"Well, star gazing of course. You told me that you liked star gazing so much, so I figured this would cheer you up. You do remember that I asked you if you wanted to see the meteor shower with me right?" He asked, as he pulled her to an unoccupied opening, and put his arms around her, as they stared out at the starry night sky and the dark Hogwarts ground.
"Oh, yes I remember." She said, recalling his offer. She had forgotten it, in light of the recent events.
Another satisfying breeze blew through, and Sirius said, "Good, I was starting to think you were forgetting about everything. About Lily, and Remus, and about me." He added himself in as though he were an afterthought.
Alarmed, Jaimie said, "Of course I didn't forget you. I would never have. You guys were the only ones keeping me alive, and healthy. I know that it was you guys who put the Sleeping Draught and the dreamless sleep potion in that chicken." She gave him a shrewd smile.
Sirius let out a barklike laugh and said, "You catch on quickly."
"It was obvious, though I think you overdosed it."
"It wasn't my idea!" Sirius lied.
"Oh, well whoever used the potion overdosed it. I barely reached the bed. If I just stood there a second longer I would have fallen on my face."
"That would've been funny." Sirius said.
"Yeah . . ." Jaimie paused, "Thanks, Sirius."
"Thanks for what?" He said, looking over her.
"For everything."
They were just inches away from each other. She could feel his heart beat against hers. This was it, the moment, the kiss. How long Jaimie had waited. Their lips were just centimeters apart, she could feel his breath upon her, but suddenly, she looked up at the sky. Fat, pregnant drops of water pounded upon and around them. It was raining. The mood was ruined. Jaimie shielded her head from the rain, as Sirius took off his robe and wrapped it around her, and quickly pulled open the trap door and ran inside for shelter from the rain. When they had gotten to the staircase, they looked at each other, and their soft laughter echoed through the castle, the meager light in the hallway casting both their faces into shadow, though this hardly mattered.
Sirius walked down to the staircase two steps at a time, and waited for Jaimie to catch up. They looked at each other and laughed. They were drenched. When their laughter died, Sirius placed a hand on Jaimie's waist. She placed her arms around his neck, and slowly pulled him closer, but once again they were stopped as Argus Filch, the newly hired Hogwarts caretaker, ambled into view around the corner and smiled wickedly, saying, "Well, well, what do we have here?"
They had forgotten to use the Invisibility Cloak.
Ten minutes later, Sirius and Jaimie, Sirius' robe still wrapped around her, were standing in front Professor McGonagall's desk, trying very hard to supress their amusement. Professor Mcgonagall herself, in her tartan bath robe reprimanding them.
"Ms. Dijon, I would have expected more from you! Wandering around the school after hours. What were you thinking, silly girl, following Mr. Black around! Of course I could not expect any better from you, but I wouldn't have expected you to pull another along on one of your escapades, Mr. Black."
"I wasn't following him around, Professor! In fact, I asked him to come with me-" Jaimie said, defensively.
"That's not true!" Sirius interjected "You're right, Professor, it's entirely my fault, you shouldn't punish Jaimie for my stupid pranks."
Jaimie was about to protest when Professor Mcgonagall said, "Be quiet both of you. I will not let either of you to take the full blame. Fifty points will be taken from each of you. And the next time, Ms. Dijon, I will not let you off so easily. Go straight to your dorms." She said, sitting down on her chair and massaging her head.
Filch, who was standing like a ghost in the corner of Mcgonagall's room, leered at the two as they passed. Sirius would've have returned the gesture, had Jaimie not warned him that Mcgonagall was still in the room. They walked out into the hallway to hear a set of odd footsteps walking hurriedly toward them. Sirius and Jaimie looked at each other briefly, before he pulled from his robes the Invisibility Cloak and swept it over himself and Jaimie, who had crawled behind a suit of armor. They peeked out to see who these people were and found it was Professors Riley, Bugg the Care of Magical Creatures Teacher, and Dumbledore hurrying toward Professor Mcgonagall's classroom, all talking in hushed whispers to Professor Riley, who Jaimie had just noticed, was looking very windswept and dirty.
Just then, Professor Mcgonagall came sweeping out of her class to the group, who stopped brisk walking when she appeared amidst them.
"Albus, what has happened now?" She asked, urgently.
"The Dark Lord and his followers have made another attack on an Order member. Gideon and Fabian Prewett."
"Oh Albus, are they alright?" Mcgonagall gasped, placing a hand over her mouth.
"No," Riley said, gravely, shaking his curly, red head, "Took six Death Eaters to kill one of them. Poor lads, aurors came about five seconds after they did them in."
"Six Death Eaters?" Professor Bugg cried in amazement. Her eyes grew in horror, and her mouth was slightly open.
"Yes." Riley said, closing his eyes. "I think that they may have found some information from Charles Dijon. I think the Dark Lord knew that Charles was an Order member, which makes me think that his murder wasn't just a warning sign but one to help him further his plans. He also has a list of possible Order members."
"Anything else?"
"Yes, they are planning to kill the Bones' next, though they did not specify on a date."
"Very well, you fought bravely, Mark, however, I will need to ask you which Order members he knows about, and about your next job so to my office, I think. The rest of you may go, I will of course inform you of any news. Come, Mark." Dumbledore led Riley down the corridor where Sirius and Jaimie were hiding behind the suit of armor. They squeezed even further behind it, forgetting that they had the Invisibility Cloak on. They watched as Dumbledore walked side by side with Riley, whispering to him. As they passed, Jaimie could have sworn that Dumbledore had looked straight at her and given her the smallest wink.
When they had disappeared around a corner further up the hallway, Sirius and Jaimie both breathed a sigh of relief. Sirius turned to Jaimie, who was looking meditatively at her feet. So it was in this way, that Sirius led a downcast Jaimie to the Gryffindor common room. His thoughts just as muddled as hers.
Finally, after what seemed like eternity, they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. Sirius gave her the password, and she swung forward, after which the two clambered inside. Sirius took the cloak off of them, and looked at Jaimie awkwardly; she was still staring attentively at the ground, before sitting down on the couch by the fire. Jaimie idly follwed him and sank onto the chair, laying her head on its usual perch on his shoulder. Sirius sighed and said, "Not exactly the way I thought it would turn out."
Jaimie looked at him, he smiled sympathetically and said, "You okay?"
"Yeah." Jaimie whispered, laying her head back down, he put his arm around her and began sroking her gently.
"You want to talk about it?" Sirius said, looking at the empty grate in front of them.
"No. No, I think I'll go to bed." She stood up, and he did, too. Jaimie stared up at Sirius pensively, before she gave him a hug and said, "Thanks for tonight, thanks for everything."
She walked rather clumsily up to the girls' staircase and disappeared, much to the confusion of Sirius. He sat down again, a little while longer, brooding on what he heard that night. Finally, he too went to bed, but didn't go to sleep, and knew that in another room, Jaimie wasn't either.

The next morning, Jaimie was awoken by the alarm clock, though she could not remember ever sleeping. She did not dwell on this for long though, for she heard movement on either side of her, and got up, too. Lily appeared behind her hangings as Jaimie made to get up for the bathroom. Lily followed her, as they both brushed their teeth, Rita and Jennifer coming in as well.
They all started brushing their teeth, too sleepy and preoccupied to notice Jaimie look expectantly at the door, nod her head to it, motioning to Lily that they needed to talkin private. So spitting out their toothpaste suds, they walked out of the bathroom, and dressed hurriedly, before running down the stairs, and out into the hallway, where Jaimie proceeded to relate to Lily about last night's events, excluding her time with Sirius.
Lily's eyes grew steadily wider as Jaimie finished her story. They were in the Great Hall by that time, and were surrounded by many people who can easily eavesdrop, so they didn't discuss it unti lthey had left the and were in the entrance hall, Sirius and the three other boys meeting up with them to go to their first class.
Of course, their first class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. They entered the classroom to find that Professor Riley was replaced by an attractive asian witch, who was busy straightening papers on Professor Riley's desk. Surmising from the unsurprised looks on the boys' faces, Jaimie guessed that Sirius had told them about last night as well.
So taking their usual seats near the back of the class, they talked in hushed whispers the whereabouts of Professor Riley. They had ruled out the possiblity that he could be preventing an attack, because Dumbledore was obviously his superior, and would therefore be preventing the attack with him, and Dumbledore was at Hogwarts. Lily pointed out the possibility of a secret undercover mission, one that a muggle invention called a 'cinema' always depicted, but James stamped on that one, saying that they can find much better wizards than Riley to take that job.
They were so absorbed in their conversation that they did not realize that their substitute teacher, Professor Lang, had suddenly become quiet, and was staring dangerously at the urgently whipsering group. They didn't even notice that the whole class had all their heads turned in their direction, and were whispering behind their hands.
Peter, who was the most quiet, was the first to notice this, and tapped James' shoulder who snapped back and said, "What is it, Wormtail?"
He faltered, as he stared around at the class, and the others followed suit, eventually looking ashamedly back at the teacher.
Professor Lang took a steadying breath and said, "I do not condone talking while I am trying to teach." She said in a stern voice much like Professor Mcgonagall's. "Five points from you each, and you will have detention. Stay after class for your instructions." Professor Lang continued talking about Patronuses, as the six teenagers stared sulkily back at her.
Jaimie sat in her seat, her arms folded across her chest, and was staring unattentively at a newspaper that lay open on a blonde Ravenclaw girl's desk. Upon it was a large picture of a skull, with a tongue protruding from its mouth, revolving slowly. It hovered eerily in the sky, above the wreckage of what seemed to be a house. On the ground, lying strangely among the rubble, were the unmistakable bodies of two men, while a couple of others; Aurors; lay around them, looking grievous, or otherwise checking the surrounding area for anything unusual. Jaimie gave a sharp intake of air, Professor Lang turned around reprovingly to look at Jaimie, and said, "What is it now, Ms. Dijon?"
"Nothing, I was just holding back a sneeze." Jaimie said.
Professor Lang turned around, rolling her eyes, and continued with her lesson. Jaimie turned to Sirius, and pointed out the article to him. He understood at once, and tapped the girl on the shoulder. She turned around at once, peeved at the person who could be disrupting her, but immediately brightened up once she saw that it was Sirius. He whispered in her ear for the article, and she gladly handed it to him, as she brushed her hair off her shoulder, vivaciously. Jaimie and the girl were looking daggers at each other as Sirius handed Jaimie the newspaper. The girl's look of loathing intensified as Sirius gave Jaimie a kiss on the cheek, before looking down at the newspaper on Jaimie's lap. Finally the two girls both turned away, giving their attention to Professor Lang's rather irksome lesson.
Finally, to their relief, the lesson was over, though the prospect of having to face Professor Lang for their detention was still troublesome. She was busy erasing the board clean, with a swipe of her wand, before turning to the group, who had ambled slowly up to her desk.
Fixing her glasses up the bridge of her nose she said, "You will report to this class at six o'clock for further instructions, is that clear?"
As one, they all nodded their heads in agreement. She turned from them, and began straightening up the papers once more, and walked out of the class after them. She hurried away up the corridor and out of sight. Jaimie looked around the corridor at once, and made sure that the people around them were well immersed in their own conversations to eavesdrop said, "Look at this," He motioned for the others to close in as a circle around her, as Jaimie read the newspaper headline.


He-who-must-not-be-named strikes again

At 9:45 on the eve of October 7, 1977 it was reported
That He-who-must-not-be-named had arrived at the house
of the brothers Gideon and Fabian Prewett, who were be-
lieved to be members of the highly exclusive Order of the
Pheonix, its head being the much adored Albus Dumble-
Dore.
The site of 14 Vincent Lane, where the two brothers
reportedly lived, was left in complete ruin. The bodies
of the Gideon and Fabian both were seen lying side by
side, in the rubble. The expressions on their faces much
the same as all of He-who-must-not-be-named's victims.
The healers of St. Mungo's, who have examined the bod-
ies believe that their deaths were caused by Avada Ked-
avra, or the Killing Curse, which, everyone should know
is highly punishable by law, if used on another being.
As of yet, the identity of the the witches and wizards
responsible for the death of the two in question are un-
known, though a Ministry official, who will go unnamed,
assured us that the culprits will not go unpunished.
However, the reliability of this statement is highly que-
stionable. Why, as we speak, the culprits who have
murdered the highly beloved Dijons are still unnamed.
How much longer do we have to live in fear of these
purgers of peace. The answer still lies at the end of the
tunnel.



A/N: Oh god, this one took forever to write! I usually like to keep a chapter ahead, hence the reason why I update so soon, but this one was taking forever to write, so I just went ahead and posted the one before. So sorry to keep you waiting. Pleae r/r. BTW all that stuff about the Prewetts were entirely mine; where they lived, when they died. I didn't see them from any other site, or didn't do any research on them at all, b/c theres nothing about them. I just found it useful and convenient. BTW, this may be chronologically wrong, but please forgive me, I'll just correct this when I have the chance