Friday night was upon James sooner than he would've liked. He was very good at acting cool and to everyone around him he seemed confident that he would win the fight against Snape. So when he stood before Snape at midnight, he continued his charade. He looked behind him at Sirius and Remus who were holding their wands, just in case. He gave them a smile and then turned back to Snape.
"James!" He heard a girls voice yell. He turned to see Kim jogging towards him. When she reached him, she gave a little laugh. "I thought you might be nervous so I decided to tell you this now. You know those hilarious insults that resulted in Lily hurting him rather badly?"
"Yeah." James said with a sense of bitterness in his voice.
"Well, he didn't come up with them."
"Really? Who did?"
"That fifth year Slytherin Laura. She's been failing potions so she bribed Snape. He does her assignments and helps her cheat in tests and she gives him some killer insults and tells a couple of other girls that he's good in bed."
James tried to control his laughter. Snape was really desperate. It was hilarious. He thanked Kim and watched as she went over to stand with Sirius and Remus.
"Stop delaying, Potter. I don't plan on letting you live for much longer."
"How many nights homework did you have to do for fifth year sluts to get that one, fuckwit?"
Snape looked shocked, as if he couldn't believe anyone would know about his secret. James had found out far too many of his secrets and he was soon going to run out.
James watched as Snape extended his wand and held out his own. A green light joined the two and they both watched with nervous eyes. As soon as the light disappeared, Snape yelled out, "Sredicio!"
But James had already ducked and rolled out of the way, expecting that Snape would start with some sort of painful curse.
"Impedimenta!" James said coolly and Snape was knocked backwards onto the ground.
"Stupefy." Snape coughed. James didn't even have to duck as it flew off into the stands, over ten metres from his head.
As soon as Snape had got to his feet, James yelled "Colloportus." And Snape was on the ground again. "Imperio."
James felt the effects of the Imperious curse take place in his brain.
You know how to use the suicide spell, use it. A voice remarkably like Snape's sounded in his head, just kill yourself. You have nothing to live for anyway.
"Fuck off, how stupid do you think I am?" James asked, he had snapped out of it quickly, but not before Snape had yelled out another curse and James' legs went numb as he fell over. "Tarantallengra."
Snape began to dance, seeming more co-ordinated than he ever was in real life. James heard the laughter from Sirius and found the strength to sit up and call out, "Losfvantis!"
Snape let out a painful cry as boils covered his face. James slowly got to his feet and yelled, "Merillia." An orange liquid spurted from his wand and covered Snape, who had dropped his wand. James gave him a kick in the stomach and he took a few steps back. James kept walking forward and Snape kept walking back until he was backed up against the stands. James had said he was not into physical violence but decided to forget about it just this once. He punched Snape in the face and watched him sink to the ground. He stood above him and pointed his wand at Snape's throat.
