A/N: OK everyone, this is James' last chapter! So say goodbye. Well
actually if I do a sequel then he might take back over but hey. Thanks to
Chocoliciouz, PriBAngel, Red-Emerald, CoronaCALIgurl and Egypt's Star.
Chapter 24
Snape began walking away at that point. Sirius and I stood. I heard Wormtail's gasp of excitement.
"All right, Snivellus?" I called.
He swung round, dropped his bag and raised his wand, but I was faster. "Expelliarmus!"
Snape dived after his wand as it fell to the ground behind him, and Sirius gave a bark of laughter. "Impedimenta!"
Students all around us were coming to watch. I turned to glance at the girls at the lake's edge, and saw Wormtail stand to see better. Sirius and I began to advance, wands raised.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?"
"I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment," said Sirius viciously. "There'll be great grease marks over it, they won't be able to read a word."
Many of the audience laughed. Snape was struggling to sit up, but the jinx was still operating.
"You - wait," he panted, looking up at me with purest loathing, "you - wait!"
"Wait for what?" Sirius asked coolly. "What're you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Snape let out a mixture of curses and swear words, but with his wand ten feet away nothing happened.
"Wash out your mouth," I said coldly. "Scourgify!"
Pink soap bubbles foamed from his mouth, making him choke and gag.
"Leave him ALONE!"
We looked round, surprised. Lily Evans was standing glaring at us. My free hand jumped immediately to my hair. "All right, Evans?" I said pleasantly, making my voice more mature than when cursing Snape.
"Leave him alone," she repeated. Dislike was written across her face. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," I said, deliberating the point, "it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."
Most of our audience laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included. I noticed that Moony did not, and nor did Evans.
"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," I said quickly, flashing her a half grin. "Go on... go out with me and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
Her eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," she said.
"Bad luck, Prongs," Sirius said briskly. "OI!"
Snape had reached his wand and now there was a flash of light and a gash seared down my cheek. I whirled round; a second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air. His robes fell over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of greying underpants.
Many people cheered, and Sirius, Peter and I roared with laughter.
"Let him down!" Lily demanded.
"Certainly." Snape crumpled onto the ground with a flick of my wand, disentangled himself and pointed his wand at me.
"Petrificus totalus!" Sirius said, before Snape could hex me.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I watched warily as Lily took out her own wand.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you," I said earnestly.
"Take the curse off him, then!"
I gave a deep sigh, but turned to Snape and muttered the counter-curse. "There you go," I said as Snape struggled to his feet. "You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus -"
"I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!"
Lily blinked.
"Fine," she said coolly. "I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your pants, if I were you, Snivellus."
I saw red. Lily had stopped me torturing Snape, and he had repaid her simply by calling her a Mudblood? "Apologise to Evans!" I roared at Snape, pointing my wand at him threateningly.
"I don't want you to make him apologise," Evans shouted, rounding on me. "You're as bad as he is."
"What?" I yelped, truly hurt. "I'd NEVER call you a - a you-know-what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can - I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK." She turned on her heel and hurried away.
"Evans!" I shouted after her. "Hey, EVANS!"
But she didn't look back.
"What is it with her?" I said, trying to look as though this was a throwaway question of no real importance to me. It was the first time she had attacked me so directly, and in front of an audience.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," Sirius said.
"Right," I said, feeling my face redden with fury and embarrassment. "Right -" With another flash of light, I whipped Snape back up into the air. "Who wants to see me take off Snivelly's pants?"
"Urgh, no!" cried a few, but most people cheered.
"Squeamish people shouldn't look," I advised, laughing cruelly. "Ready, Snivelly?"
I gave a wave of my wand, and the majority of the crowd squealed. But someone had blocked my spell. I spun round. Remus was staring just as intently at his book, but he was red-faced and his wand was by his side. I didn't mention it, but merely said, "Thank you, whoever that was - nobody really wants to see that, I'm sure. Two inches, isn't it Snivelly?"
I tucked my wand in my robe pocket and began walking off. I heard someone right Snape and then the crowd dispersed.
"That was brilliant!" Peter said fervently. "Shame someone blocked you..."
"Urgh, Peter, do you think so?" I grinned at Moony, but he resolutely said nothing.
I kept the Snitch after that, anyway. It had impressed most of the girls, if not Lily. The OWLs were over, and after that, we were hardly given any proper work. We were told that we would receive our results during the holidays, probably in late July.
"Great," said Peter, "So I can't even hide it from my mum when I get Troll in everything?"
"You won't," I said, as sincerely as I could.
"Easy for you to talk," he said. "You'll get Outstanding in everything, and win the Quidditch cup."
I laughed. "Hope so, we're against Slytherin."
The last Quidditch match was thrilling. It lasted an hour and a half, in which only six goals were scored - one by Slytherin, and the other five by me. Yes, me. My Chasers, I discovered, were good at intercepting - and being intercepted. They had not trained in diving and dodging as I had. Still, it didn't matter - Lisa caught the Snitch, flying just an inch in front of the Slytherin seeker. I whooped and cheered, did a backflip along the length of my broom and then flew at Lisa, lifting her off her broom and swinging her round before kissing her on each cheek. She giggled as I placed her down again. "What was that for?"
I noticed that she was holding her breath, and felt a pang of guilt before replying, "For winning us the Quidditch cup!"
My acceptance speech was not long and, I liked to think, amusing - it certainly got a lot of laughs. As I did a celebratory lap of the pitch, it was as though my head was clear. How could I have considered giving up Quidditch when I left school? It was my life.
At last it was the end of term. We had, somehow, won the House cup again. Snape had been particularly obnoxious since the episode during the OWLs and Lily Evans had glared at me every time she saw me, but I tried not to care. Summer was here, and it looked promising.
"Here's to James Potter, our Quidditch hero!" yelled Daniel Robinson, one of the Beaters, as we prepared to depart, and the whole common room cheered.
I grinned. "And here's to the Marauders," I muttered to Sirius, echoing the cheer from so long ago.
He mimed holding up a glass. "Hear, hear!"
A/N: Now here is an interesting idea. Because it is James' last chapter, how about EVERYBODY reviews? I accept anonymous ones, so there is no reason why anyone can't! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee?
Chapter 24
Snape began walking away at that point. Sirius and I stood. I heard Wormtail's gasp of excitement.
"All right, Snivellus?" I called.
He swung round, dropped his bag and raised his wand, but I was faster. "Expelliarmus!"
Snape dived after his wand as it fell to the ground behind him, and Sirius gave a bark of laughter. "Impedimenta!"
Students all around us were coming to watch. I turned to glance at the girls at the lake's edge, and saw Wormtail stand to see better. Sirius and I began to advance, wands raised.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?"
"I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment," said Sirius viciously. "There'll be great grease marks over it, they won't be able to read a word."
Many of the audience laughed. Snape was struggling to sit up, but the jinx was still operating.
"You - wait," he panted, looking up at me with purest loathing, "you - wait!"
"Wait for what?" Sirius asked coolly. "What're you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Snape let out a mixture of curses and swear words, but with his wand ten feet away nothing happened.
"Wash out your mouth," I said coldly. "Scourgify!"
Pink soap bubbles foamed from his mouth, making him choke and gag.
"Leave him ALONE!"
We looked round, surprised. Lily Evans was standing glaring at us. My free hand jumped immediately to my hair. "All right, Evans?" I said pleasantly, making my voice more mature than when cursing Snape.
"Leave him alone," she repeated. Dislike was written across her face. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," I said, deliberating the point, "it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."
Most of our audience laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included. I noticed that Moony did not, and nor did Evans.
"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," I said quickly, flashing her a half grin. "Go on... go out with me and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
Her eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," she said.
"Bad luck, Prongs," Sirius said briskly. "OI!"
Snape had reached his wand and now there was a flash of light and a gash seared down my cheek. I whirled round; a second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air. His robes fell over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of greying underpants.
Many people cheered, and Sirius, Peter and I roared with laughter.
"Let him down!" Lily demanded.
"Certainly." Snape crumpled onto the ground with a flick of my wand, disentangled himself and pointed his wand at me.
"Petrificus totalus!" Sirius said, before Snape could hex me.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I watched warily as Lily took out her own wand.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you," I said earnestly.
"Take the curse off him, then!"
I gave a deep sigh, but turned to Snape and muttered the counter-curse. "There you go," I said as Snape struggled to his feet. "You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus -"
"I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!"
Lily blinked.
"Fine," she said coolly. "I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your pants, if I were you, Snivellus."
I saw red. Lily had stopped me torturing Snape, and he had repaid her simply by calling her a Mudblood? "Apologise to Evans!" I roared at Snape, pointing my wand at him threateningly.
"I don't want you to make him apologise," Evans shouted, rounding on me. "You're as bad as he is."
"What?" I yelped, truly hurt. "I'd NEVER call you a - a you-know-what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can - I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK." She turned on her heel and hurried away.
"Evans!" I shouted after her. "Hey, EVANS!"
But she didn't look back.
"What is it with her?" I said, trying to look as though this was a throwaway question of no real importance to me. It was the first time she had attacked me so directly, and in front of an audience.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," Sirius said.
"Right," I said, feeling my face redden with fury and embarrassment. "Right -" With another flash of light, I whipped Snape back up into the air. "Who wants to see me take off Snivelly's pants?"
"Urgh, no!" cried a few, but most people cheered.
"Squeamish people shouldn't look," I advised, laughing cruelly. "Ready, Snivelly?"
I gave a wave of my wand, and the majority of the crowd squealed. But someone had blocked my spell. I spun round. Remus was staring just as intently at his book, but he was red-faced and his wand was by his side. I didn't mention it, but merely said, "Thank you, whoever that was - nobody really wants to see that, I'm sure. Two inches, isn't it Snivelly?"
I tucked my wand in my robe pocket and began walking off. I heard someone right Snape and then the crowd dispersed.
"That was brilliant!" Peter said fervently. "Shame someone blocked you..."
"Urgh, Peter, do you think so?" I grinned at Moony, but he resolutely said nothing.
I kept the Snitch after that, anyway. It had impressed most of the girls, if not Lily. The OWLs were over, and after that, we were hardly given any proper work. We were told that we would receive our results during the holidays, probably in late July.
"Great," said Peter, "So I can't even hide it from my mum when I get Troll in everything?"
"You won't," I said, as sincerely as I could.
"Easy for you to talk," he said. "You'll get Outstanding in everything, and win the Quidditch cup."
I laughed. "Hope so, we're against Slytherin."
The last Quidditch match was thrilling. It lasted an hour and a half, in which only six goals were scored - one by Slytherin, and the other five by me. Yes, me. My Chasers, I discovered, were good at intercepting - and being intercepted. They had not trained in diving and dodging as I had. Still, it didn't matter - Lisa caught the Snitch, flying just an inch in front of the Slytherin seeker. I whooped and cheered, did a backflip along the length of my broom and then flew at Lisa, lifting her off her broom and swinging her round before kissing her on each cheek. She giggled as I placed her down again. "What was that for?"
I noticed that she was holding her breath, and felt a pang of guilt before replying, "For winning us the Quidditch cup!"
My acceptance speech was not long and, I liked to think, amusing - it certainly got a lot of laughs. As I did a celebratory lap of the pitch, it was as though my head was clear. How could I have considered giving up Quidditch when I left school? It was my life.
At last it was the end of term. We had, somehow, won the House cup again. Snape had been particularly obnoxious since the episode during the OWLs and Lily Evans had glared at me every time she saw me, but I tried not to care. Summer was here, and it looked promising.
"Here's to James Potter, our Quidditch hero!" yelled Daniel Robinson, one of the Beaters, as we prepared to depart, and the whole common room cheered.
I grinned. "And here's to the Marauders," I muttered to Sirius, echoing the cheer from so long ago.
He mimed holding up a glass. "Hear, hear!"
A/N: Now here is an interesting idea. Because it is James' last chapter, how about EVERYBODY reviews? I accept anonymous ones, so there is no reason why anyone can't! Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee?