Living A Legend
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 6- Rafts and Flames
Lily's mood improved considerably after her private flying lesson. Now she knew that she could fly and did not feel like a misfit any longer. As much as she hated to admit it, James had helped her a lot.
At her next broomstick lesson, things went much smoother for her, although Rosmerta was far too terrified to attempt mounting her broomstick at all.
Lily even stopped flying for long enough to help Peter mount his broom, patiently trying to teach him to take off. Peter always looked a bit green on a broomstick and only dared to hover a few inches off the ground.
While she never really gained the skill that Potter and Black found so natural, Lily did manage to become competent at flying, even on the pathetic school brooms.
Meanwhile, her other subjects were going well, aside from Potions. Ludwick really seemed to have it in for the Gryffindors.
Currently they were working on a ten foot parchment scroll on the properties of Birchwood and thistle, which had been assigned as a punishment to the entire Gryffindor half of the class upon Ludwick's failure to find the culprits responsible for the decoration of Malfoy and Terrance's cloaks.
Malfoy and Terrance were not the only ones who were at odds with James and his friends.
Lily had managed to lose her respect for James once more, when he and Sirius were mercilessly picking on Severus Snape, whom they called Snivellus. The poor boy was something of a misfit, with long oily black hair and a bad posture. Severus seemed to have no friends and Lily pitied him intensely.
James and Sirius displayed cruelty Lily had not expected even from them while taunting poor Severus, who only sneered back pathetically. Once when Lily had intervened, Severus had only snapped irritably at her.
Lily's favorite class was Charms with Professor Felman, although her favorite teacher was Professor Lacy, the head of Gryffindor house.
In charms they had been learning simple freezing charms, along with cheering charms and odor compensating charms. Lily loved being able to do even simple tasks with magic. Magic seemed to make the most mundane things interesting on whole new levels.
One day, in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the students experimented with hex blocking techniques.
Professor Lacy cast hexes on each of them in turn and the students were required to block the spells. Lily, James and Sirius were all successful with their blocks, but Peter ended up with pointy ears, and Dora was dripping milk from her nostrils.
Sirius could not stop laughing at Dora's predicament. "It's brilliant!" He exclaimed happily. "That's a curse I need to learn!"
Remus however glared at his friend and offered to escort Dora and Peter to the hospital wing.
The first Quidditch game of the year took place one sunny October afternoon, and all of the students showed up to watch. To Lily, who had never experienced a sport played on broomstick before, it was something of a holiday to see it played for the first time.
She sat crouched on the top of the Gryffindor box between Sirius and Dora, shivering as much from excitement as from the chill wind under the cheerful sky.
"Perfect day for Quidditch!" raved James happily.
Frank Longbottom, a handsome seventh year who was the captain of the Gryffindor team as well as playing seeker, caught the Golden Snitch early on, despite the Slytherin Captain Barty Crouch's best efforts.
Lily was a bit disappointed that the game was over so quickly, but she celebrated along with the rest of the Gryffindors at their easy win. the final race for the Snitch had been very exciting of course, Barty had been right on Frank's tail until the very end.
Back in the common room, the older Gryffindors celebrated quite forcefully, drinking butter beers brought back from previous Hogsmeade trips the older students were allowed to embark upon.
Lily found herself sitting in the background, not enjoying herself nearly as much as James, Remus, Sirius, and even Peter, who were all marauding around like drunken fools. Frank seemed to be in the best cheer of any of the Gryffindors, having pulled off that wonderful dive for the Snitch.
Frank was surrounded by dozens of older girls, and the rest of his teammates, all struggling to get a word in edgewise.
Nevertheless, Lily managed to have a good time, and she went to bed exhausted from a long day.
Malfoy's revenge did not come until almost everyone had forgotten the reason for it.
James, Sirius and Lily were not expecting anything other than a pleasant day of freedom and idleness, on the Saturday that it happened. Malfoy and Terrance were at the back of their minds as they strolled the Hogwarts grounds. None of them had reason to suspect foul play of any kind.
James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, along with Brittany and Lily, were exploring the school grounds as thoroughly as they dared in the moderately tolerable weather, thick leaves of autumn crunching under their feet.
The four boys were trying to come up with a charm to make a rain cloud follow around Professor Ludwick, and the two girls were trudging along behind them, gossiping happily about their expectations for the upcoming Halloween feast, which was a highly anticipated event for students of all years.
So naturally, it came as a great shock when several vengeful Slytherin's jumped out from behind a bush, wands at the ready.
"Glacerio!" several voices cried at once.
Before Lily had a chance to draw her wand, she found herself frozen stiff, her entire body freezing cold as if she was immersed in ice. Try as she might, Lily could not move a muscle, and was trapped, stock-still as if she were paralyzed. She fell to the ground with a thud, and was unable to move her head to see if any of her friends remained standing.
After a moment, it became obvious that they were not. the voices of the Slytherin's were the only ones audible.
"I told you," Lily recognized Terrance's oily drawl, "we should have learned a levitation spell. How are we going to get them all the way to the lake?"
"Oh shut up Pickle," Malfoy stepped into view, "we can drag them I'm sure. Don't be lazy oafs, we can take two trips, it's not that far."
Lily felt herself being dragged across the lawn toward the castle, pebbles and sticks hitting her along the way. She tried desperately to break the curse, but she found that it was impossible to do anything with her entire body frozen.
"What if someone sees us?" one of the captors asked nervously.
"Don't be a baby! No one will see us, it's only a bit further to the lake."
Fighting back panic, Lily wondered if they were going to drown the lot of them.
Her captor suddenly shifted his grip on her collar and Lily saw James' inert body being dragged along next to her. His eyes were open, but frozen in place and his skin was pale and sickly. Lily tried to scream, but her vocal chords, too, were frozen solid. James looked as if he were dead.
Eventually, Lily was dropped, and her stiff body fell to the ground with a thud. She could see vaguely to her left the shining smooth waters of the lake.
"Okay Lucius, where is the raft?" Terrance called out.
"Hold on, I'm getting it!" Malfoy snarled.
Lily felt herself placed on a wooden raft, between two equally cold bodies, whom she was not able to discern, without the ability of movement. The frozen students were bound with rope to the wooden raft.
Her heart was beating slower and slower, and Lily could feel her thought process getting fuzzy. She wondered how long a person could survive being frozen. She knew that Malfoy and Snape hated them, but she had never before considered that they would want her dead.
"Are they all here?" she heard someone ask.
Suddenly the greasy face of Terrance Pickle became visible. "Hello my brave little Gryffindors," he sneered. "It is quite obvious that you think yourself the best, but we will see how well you do out on the lake! Don't worry, the freezing charm will wear off in about an hour or two, it depends on your body size. But I'm sure you won't be so brave when you are stranded in the middle of a lake!"
Terrance turned away, but Malfoy cut in bitterly. "By the way, I think we'll leave your wands somewhere for you to find."
Lily felt her wand being snatched away, but could not see where they might have taken it.
With a jerky motion, the raft was set aimlessly into the lake, and began immediately to drift lazily away from the shore.
Out on the lake, time seemed to lose all meaning. Lily could not tell for how long they drifted before her insides began to thaw, nor could she tell how far they had drifted. Her eyes were fixed skyward, and she could not tell where she was on the lake.
She began to warm slowly, from the inside-out. She could feel bodies struggling on either side of her. Eventually she was able to blink, and then to turn her head.
Painfully, she perceived Sirius on her left, and James on her right. Sirius seemed more or less in a similar state as Lily, but James was already moving about, struggling with his ropes.
She watched as James managed to loose the ropes, and then turned to the left, where Lily could see Remus, moving sluggishly from beneath his binding.
James freed him first, and then turned and set about Lily, while Remus still lay back breathing heavily.
During this time, Sirius had managed to free himself and Brittany.
The other's began to speak sluggishly and move about, but Lily only lay still, her body still unbelievably cold. Every time she tried to move an arm or a leg, the muscles protested, leaving her stiff against the raft.
Soon all of the others were recovering rapidly, only Lily lacking the resilience to get back up.
"What's wrong with Lily?" Brittany sounded worried, leaning over her friend.
Remus snapped his fingers in front of her face, and Lily tried to respond, but her body did not seem to be listening to her mental commands.
"Hey, maybe she has hypothermia," Sirius speculated. "You know, as an after effect of the curse."
"I don't think you can get hypothermia from a curse," Brittany countered, "she is probably just coming out of it slow."
James put a hand to her forehead, and called out her name several times, trying to get a response. "Hey Sirius, what are you supposed to do with someone who has hypothermia?"
Sirius didn't respond for a moment, he grasped one of Lily's hands in his own and began rubbing it vigorously. When James shot him a questioning look, he shrugged. "My uncle had frostbite once, and to cure it my mum rubbed his skin until it got the color back."
James hesitantly began rubbing Lily's other hand, which felt cold as ice, he shivered, the effects of the curse still not completely worn off.
"Does anyone know any wind conjuring spells?" Peter asked cautiously, still shivering violently.
No one answered him. After a moment he spoke again, with the injured air of one ignored. "Well if no else cares to try and get us back to land, perhaps we'll just swim for it." His voice dripped sarcasm.
"We might have to," Remus responded seriously.
"You're joking right?" Serious looked horrified at the thought of submerging his still cold body into the icy depths of the lake, removing Lily's jacket slowly, his fingers moving further up her arm.
"We'll die in the water!" Brittany protested weakly.
"Don't be ridiculous. If we have to we can swim. It won't kill us. But first lets just get everyone warmed up a little."
Little prickles of warmth were spreading up Lily's arms as James and Sirius rubbed them, human warmth speeding up the thawing process.
Try as they might, no one could come up with any other ways to get back to shore, although Remus managed to conjure up a small fire which could be contained in small glass container, which he luckily happened to have in his robes.
"It looks like we are going to have to swim for it." Remus said decidedly.
The others groaned and Peter muttered something that sounded like, "I was only joking".
Even Lily managed to find her voice. "I can't swim," she spoke in barely above a whisper, but James heard her.
"I forgot, Lily can't swim!" he explained to the others hastily.
"Bloody hell!" Sirius cursed.
"Remus," Peter spoke shrilly. "Can I see that fire for a moment."
Reluctantly, Remus gave up his flame. Peter greedily drew his face close to the fire, breathing in the warmth, pulling it closer and closer until, he let out a shriek and dropped the small fire, a scorch mark adorning his nose.
Sirius darted towards the glass container, but it was too late, the flame was smoldering against the wood of the raft.
James began splashing water onto the raft, but Peter panicked and began to flap his cloak at it, succeeding in spreading the fire faster and catching his robes on fire. Magical fires would burn nearly anywhere
Peter tried to stand, flapping his burning robes madly, but Sirius quickly pushed him into the lake.
Flames shot up from the raft, the dead dry wood the Slytherins had used for construction, lighting aflame despite the water surrounding them. The other students hastily entered the water. Only Lily delayed. She shrieked, nearly out of her frozen trance, but fear of drowning delayed her from joining the others in the lake.
A flame leapt up, and almost ignited her hair, and for a moment, her brilliant red locks became orange with heat, but several hands pulled her into the water.
Lily struggled to stay above water, and she fought James violently as he tried to pull her up, almost bringing him down with her.
After quite a struggle with the forces of water and James, Lily managed to grab onto a stray log which had come detached from the rest of the raft.
It rolled and swayed under her weight, but she hung on precariously, barely managing to stay afloat.
"Lily!" Sirius swam over to her, and grabbed hold of the log, steadying it a bit. "Try to float on your back!"
Lily didn't want to let go of the log, which seemed her only salvation, but she did reluctantly after the log spun once more, and she managed to stay afloat on her back for nearly ten seconds, before she began to thrash about once more.
"Relax your muscles!" Sirius called to her, "You won't float if you keep fighting."
Somehow it registered, and Lily managed to stay on her back. Sirius and James managed to pull her along with them, between the two, for both were strong swimmers already.
Luckily, it turned out that they were not very far from the shore after all, and although it seemed an eternity to the cold, wet students in the lake, they reached wading level before too long.
Upon emergal from the lake, the students coughed and sputtered.
Brittany turned and headed immediately towards the castle.
"Where are you going?" Remus asked.
"I have to tell a teacher what they have done!" Brittany raved, "they'll get deducted points."
"What!" Sirius cried indignantly, "You're not going to tell a teacher! We'll get back at them ourselves. It would sour it otherwise!"
"You can't tell a teacher Brittany! That would ruin our revenge." Remus agreed.
Lily got over her shock and near drowning fairly quickly, surprising them all with her passionate reply. "Teachers would not do to those worms half of what they deserve. It is up to us to get them back," she spoke forcefully despite the chattering of her teeth.
The others, even Brittany, nodded gravely.
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 6- Rafts and Flames
Lily's mood improved considerably after her private flying lesson. Now she knew that she could fly and did not feel like a misfit any longer. As much as she hated to admit it, James had helped her a lot.
At her next broomstick lesson, things went much smoother for her, although Rosmerta was far too terrified to attempt mounting her broomstick at all.
Lily even stopped flying for long enough to help Peter mount his broom, patiently trying to teach him to take off. Peter always looked a bit green on a broomstick and only dared to hover a few inches off the ground.
While she never really gained the skill that Potter and Black found so natural, Lily did manage to become competent at flying, even on the pathetic school brooms.
Meanwhile, her other subjects were going well, aside from Potions. Ludwick really seemed to have it in for the Gryffindors.
Currently they were working on a ten foot parchment scroll on the properties of Birchwood and thistle, which had been assigned as a punishment to the entire Gryffindor half of the class upon Ludwick's failure to find the culprits responsible for the decoration of Malfoy and Terrance's cloaks.
Malfoy and Terrance were not the only ones who were at odds with James and his friends.
Lily had managed to lose her respect for James once more, when he and Sirius were mercilessly picking on Severus Snape, whom they called Snivellus. The poor boy was something of a misfit, with long oily black hair and a bad posture. Severus seemed to have no friends and Lily pitied him intensely.
James and Sirius displayed cruelty Lily had not expected even from them while taunting poor Severus, who only sneered back pathetically. Once when Lily had intervened, Severus had only snapped irritably at her.
Lily's favorite class was Charms with Professor Felman, although her favorite teacher was Professor Lacy, the head of Gryffindor house.
In charms they had been learning simple freezing charms, along with cheering charms and odor compensating charms. Lily loved being able to do even simple tasks with magic. Magic seemed to make the most mundane things interesting on whole new levels.
One day, in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the students experimented with hex blocking techniques.
Professor Lacy cast hexes on each of them in turn and the students were required to block the spells. Lily, James and Sirius were all successful with their blocks, but Peter ended up with pointy ears, and Dora was dripping milk from her nostrils.
Sirius could not stop laughing at Dora's predicament. "It's brilliant!" He exclaimed happily. "That's a curse I need to learn!"
Remus however glared at his friend and offered to escort Dora and Peter to the hospital wing.
The first Quidditch game of the year took place one sunny October afternoon, and all of the students showed up to watch. To Lily, who had never experienced a sport played on broomstick before, it was something of a holiday to see it played for the first time.
She sat crouched on the top of the Gryffindor box between Sirius and Dora, shivering as much from excitement as from the chill wind under the cheerful sky.
"Perfect day for Quidditch!" raved James happily.
Frank Longbottom, a handsome seventh year who was the captain of the Gryffindor team as well as playing seeker, caught the Golden Snitch early on, despite the Slytherin Captain Barty Crouch's best efforts.
Lily was a bit disappointed that the game was over so quickly, but she celebrated along with the rest of the Gryffindors at their easy win. the final race for the Snitch had been very exciting of course, Barty had been right on Frank's tail until the very end.
Back in the common room, the older Gryffindors celebrated quite forcefully, drinking butter beers brought back from previous Hogsmeade trips the older students were allowed to embark upon.
Lily found herself sitting in the background, not enjoying herself nearly as much as James, Remus, Sirius, and even Peter, who were all marauding around like drunken fools. Frank seemed to be in the best cheer of any of the Gryffindors, having pulled off that wonderful dive for the Snitch.
Frank was surrounded by dozens of older girls, and the rest of his teammates, all struggling to get a word in edgewise.
Nevertheless, Lily managed to have a good time, and she went to bed exhausted from a long day.
Malfoy's revenge did not come until almost everyone had forgotten the reason for it.
James, Sirius and Lily were not expecting anything other than a pleasant day of freedom and idleness, on the Saturday that it happened. Malfoy and Terrance were at the back of their minds as they strolled the Hogwarts grounds. None of them had reason to suspect foul play of any kind.
James, Sirius, Remus and Peter, along with Brittany and Lily, were exploring the school grounds as thoroughly as they dared in the moderately tolerable weather, thick leaves of autumn crunching under their feet.
The four boys were trying to come up with a charm to make a rain cloud follow around Professor Ludwick, and the two girls were trudging along behind them, gossiping happily about their expectations for the upcoming Halloween feast, which was a highly anticipated event for students of all years.
So naturally, it came as a great shock when several vengeful Slytherin's jumped out from behind a bush, wands at the ready.
"Glacerio!" several voices cried at once.
Before Lily had a chance to draw her wand, she found herself frozen stiff, her entire body freezing cold as if she was immersed in ice. Try as she might, Lily could not move a muscle, and was trapped, stock-still as if she were paralyzed. She fell to the ground with a thud, and was unable to move her head to see if any of her friends remained standing.
After a moment, it became obvious that they were not. the voices of the Slytherin's were the only ones audible.
"I told you," Lily recognized Terrance's oily drawl, "we should have learned a levitation spell. How are we going to get them all the way to the lake?"
"Oh shut up Pickle," Malfoy stepped into view, "we can drag them I'm sure. Don't be lazy oafs, we can take two trips, it's not that far."
Lily felt herself being dragged across the lawn toward the castle, pebbles and sticks hitting her along the way. She tried desperately to break the curse, but she found that it was impossible to do anything with her entire body frozen.
"What if someone sees us?" one of the captors asked nervously.
"Don't be a baby! No one will see us, it's only a bit further to the lake."
Fighting back panic, Lily wondered if they were going to drown the lot of them.
Her captor suddenly shifted his grip on her collar and Lily saw James' inert body being dragged along next to her. His eyes were open, but frozen in place and his skin was pale and sickly. Lily tried to scream, but her vocal chords, too, were frozen solid. James looked as if he were dead.
Eventually, Lily was dropped, and her stiff body fell to the ground with a thud. She could see vaguely to her left the shining smooth waters of the lake.
"Okay Lucius, where is the raft?" Terrance called out.
"Hold on, I'm getting it!" Malfoy snarled.
Lily felt herself placed on a wooden raft, between two equally cold bodies, whom she was not able to discern, without the ability of movement. The frozen students were bound with rope to the wooden raft.
Her heart was beating slower and slower, and Lily could feel her thought process getting fuzzy. She wondered how long a person could survive being frozen. She knew that Malfoy and Snape hated them, but she had never before considered that they would want her dead.
"Are they all here?" she heard someone ask.
Suddenly the greasy face of Terrance Pickle became visible. "Hello my brave little Gryffindors," he sneered. "It is quite obvious that you think yourself the best, but we will see how well you do out on the lake! Don't worry, the freezing charm will wear off in about an hour or two, it depends on your body size. But I'm sure you won't be so brave when you are stranded in the middle of a lake!"
Terrance turned away, but Malfoy cut in bitterly. "By the way, I think we'll leave your wands somewhere for you to find."
Lily felt her wand being snatched away, but could not see where they might have taken it.
With a jerky motion, the raft was set aimlessly into the lake, and began immediately to drift lazily away from the shore.
Out on the lake, time seemed to lose all meaning. Lily could not tell for how long they drifted before her insides began to thaw, nor could she tell how far they had drifted. Her eyes were fixed skyward, and she could not tell where she was on the lake.
She began to warm slowly, from the inside-out. She could feel bodies struggling on either side of her. Eventually she was able to blink, and then to turn her head.
Painfully, she perceived Sirius on her left, and James on her right. Sirius seemed more or less in a similar state as Lily, but James was already moving about, struggling with his ropes.
She watched as James managed to loose the ropes, and then turned to the left, where Lily could see Remus, moving sluggishly from beneath his binding.
James freed him first, and then turned and set about Lily, while Remus still lay back breathing heavily.
During this time, Sirius had managed to free himself and Brittany.
The other's began to speak sluggishly and move about, but Lily only lay still, her body still unbelievably cold. Every time she tried to move an arm or a leg, the muscles protested, leaving her stiff against the raft.
Soon all of the others were recovering rapidly, only Lily lacking the resilience to get back up.
"What's wrong with Lily?" Brittany sounded worried, leaning over her friend.
Remus snapped his fingers in front of her face, and Lily tried to respond, but her body did not seem to be listening to her mental commands.
"Hey, maybe she has hypothermia," Sirius speculated. "You know, as an after effect of the curse."
"I don't think you can get hypothermia from a curse," Brittany countered, "she is probably just coming out of it slow."
James put a hand to her forehead, and called out her name several times, trying to get a response. "Hey Sirius, what are you supposed to do with someone who has hypothermia?"
Sirius didn't respond for a moment, he grasped one of Lily's hands in his own and began rubbing it vigorously. When James shot him a questioning look, he shrugged. "My uncle had frostbite once, and to cure it my mum rubbed his skin until it got the color back."
James hesitantly began rubbing Lily's other hand, which felt cold as ice, he shivered, the effects of the curse still not completely worn off.
"Does anyone know any wind conjuring spells?" Peter asked cautiously, still shivering violently.
No one answered him. After a moment he spoke again, with the injured air of one ignored. "Well if no else cares to try and get us back to land, perhaps we'll just swim for it." His voice dripped sarcasm.
"We might have to," Remus responded seriously.
"You're joking right?" Serious looked horrified at the thought of submerging his still cold body into the icy depths of the lake, removing Lily's jacket slowly, his fingers moving further up her arm.
"We'll die in the water!" Brittany protested weakly.
"Don't be ridiculous. If we have to we can swim. It won't kill us. But first lets just get everyone warmed up a little."
Little prickles of warmth were spreading up Lily's arms as James and Sirius rubbed them, human warmth speeding up the thawing process.
Try as they might, no one could come up with any other ways to get back to shore, although Remus managed to conjure up a small fire which could be contained in small glass container, which he luckily happened to have in his robes.
"It looks like we are going to have to swim for it." Remus said decidedly.
The others groaned and Peter muttered something that sounded like, "I was only joking".
Even Lily managed to find her voice. "I can't swim," she spoke in barely above a whisper, but James heard her.
"I forgot, Lily can't swim!" he explained to the others hastily.
"Bloody hell!" Sirius cursed.
"Remus," Peter spoke shrilly. "Can I see that fire for a moment."
Reluctantly, Remus gave up his flame. Peter greedily drew his face close to the fire, breathing in the warmth, pulling it closer and closer until, he let out a shriek and dropped the small fire, a scorch mark adorning his nose.
Sirius darted towards the glass container, but it was too late, the flame was smoldering against the wood of the raft.
James began splashing water onto the raft, but Peter panicked and began to flap his cloak at it, succeeding in spreading the fire faster and catching his robes on fire. Magical fires would burn nearly anywhere
Peter tried to stand, flapping his burning robes madly, but Sirius quickly pushed him into the lake.
Flames shot up from the raft, the dead dry wood the Slytherins had used for construction, lighting aflame despite the water surrounding them. The other students hastily entered the water. Only Lily delayed. She shrieked, nearly out of her frozen trance, but fear of drowning delayed her from joining the others in the lake.
A flame leapt up, and almost ignited her hair, and for a moment, her brilliant red locks became orange with heat, but several hands pulled her into the water.
Lily struggled to stay above water, and she fought James violently as he tried to pull her up, almost bringing him down with her.
After quite a struggle with the forces of water and James, Lily managed to grab onto a stray log which had come detached from the rest of the raft.
It rolled and swayed under her weight, but she hung on precariously, barely managing to stay afloat.
"Lily!" Sirius swam over to her, and grabbed hold of the log, steadying it a bit. "Try to float on your back!"
Lily didn't want to let go of the log, which seemed her only salvation, but she did reluctantly after the log spun once more, and she managed to stay afloat on her back for nearly ten seconds, before she began to thrash about once more.
"Relax your muscles!" Sirius called to her, "You won't float if you keep fighting."
Somehow it registered, and Lily managed to stay on her back. Sirius and James managed to pull her along with them, between the two, for both were strong swimmers already.
Luckily, it turned out that they were not very far from the shore after all, and although it seemed an eternity to the cold, wet students in the lake, they reached wading level before too long.
Upon emergal from the lake, the students coughed and sputtered.
Brittany turned and headed immediately towards the castle.
"Where are you going?" Remus asked.
"I have to tell a teacher what they have done!" Brittany raved, "they'll get deducted points."
"What!" Sirius cried indignantly, "You're not going to tell a teacher! We'll get back at them ourselves. It would sour it otherwise!"
"You can't tell a teacher Brittany! That would ruin our revenge." Remus agreed.
Lily got over her shock and near drowning fairly quickly, surprising them all with her passionate reply. "Teachers would not do to those worms half of what they deserve. It is up to us to get them back," she spoke forcefully despite the chattering of her teeth.
The others, even Brittany, nodded gravely.