FOREWORD
So, I know everyone, I left the last chapter as a complete cliffhanger, right? And I must have infuriated some of you because it had no James/Lily anything. I felt like Winnifred needed a bigger part in the story. I mean, she will eventually when Sirius decides to...well, I won't tell you because that will ruin the surprise. But anyway, she will add a lot of drama for sixth and seventh year what with Voldie-thing and whatnot. Well, on with the story.
Lily
By the Way, this starts out after Andrew kisses Lily (before Time Ablaze).
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Chapter Fifteen: The Face of Voldemort
Lily trudged down the halls, thinking of the drama of the morning. Andrew was going out with her now. Part of her thought it a miracle any boy would want to go out with her now, especially with James liable to explode at the mere thought of anyone being with Lily besides himself. We was an arrogant prat anyway and Lily hated him. But really? She had been okay with him before, but what if she still liked him. She would be cheating on Andrew, in a way.
She brushed the thought away quickly and walked towards a staircase. She hoped it did not move, she was afraid of heights and this one was right in the middle of the giant staircase hall (that means she is in the middle of the wall, very high up if you think about it. I mean, think of Sorcerer's Stone, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione's staircase switches. That place....). Besides, these staircases just generally scared the bajeezes out of her. Little did she know that this would only be the beginning of her less than normal day as she stepped on the bottom step and James Potter stepped on the top. Voldemort had them both right where he wanted them.
The stairs gave a terrible groan and lurched sideways. Lily shrieked and stumbled over. James grabbed onto the hand rails ad looked over at the girl below him who was pale and shaking. James's eyes widened when he saw who it was and took cautious steps toward her. People below were looking up and pointing. chelsea, Kate, Remus, and Sirius, who had all been below, ran up to the landing nearest Lily.
"Oh my God, Lils!" Kate said. Chelsea held Kate back as she looked like she was going to try and jump to the stairs. James edged closer to Lily.
"Lily, grab onto my hand. We've got to get to the middle of the stairs," he yelled over the noise. The staircase gave another lurch.
"Potter! I can't!" she yelled back, looking over the edge and grimacing, face draining of all color.
"I'm trying to help you!" He put his hand down to her. "Why not?
"I'm afraid of heights!
"Trust me, Lily. Just trust me!" He could see tears in her eyes. "I won't let anything happen to you, I swear!" She nodded and grabbed his hand. He helped her up and they made their way to the middle of the staircase.
"What's going on?" She looked really worried.
"I don't know--" but James was cut off by some high-pitched laughter. "Lily, it's-it's him! Lily, don't panic. You've got your wand, right?" She nodded, fear evident in her eyes. "Don't be afraid. Now you know why it's cursed to be a Potter." James stood back and drew his wand and Lily, seeing him act so brave to help her, gulped and did the same. I sure hope this works, she thought.
James glanced at Lily quickly and then looked back at the mist slowly taking shape in front of them. I sure hope this works. If anything happens to Lily, I'll kill myself. I tell you, I'll die first, he thought. He could hear screams of people below and out of the corner of his eye he could see his friends drawing their wands as well. He looked right at them.
"Go! We can hold him off! Go get a teacher, or Dumbledore. Get ourselves out with everyone else!" James yelled. Remus called to the people below, telling them to run and her grabbed Chelsea and Kate's wrists, dragging them away from the stairs. Sirius stared pointedly at James, clearly saying he would not go anywhere and leave his best friends to fight Voldemort alone. James stared just as equally back. Finally Sirius turned and ran down another flight of stairs towards the big doors of the Stair Hall. He looked back quickly before slipping out, dearly hoping that he could get a teacher in time.
The mist finally completed its transformation and a cackling Lord Voldemort stood in front of them, well, hovering to be exact. James could sense Lily trembling beside him. She's being really brave right now. Sticking by my side in the face of death. But I won't let anything happen. James gripped his wand tighter, face set.
"Ah! Lovely for you two to join us, Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans," said Voldemort, laughing again, a sickly grin spreading across his face. How he knew Lily's name, neither knew, but it was not the time for asking silly questions like that...or was it. "Ah. Just kill you two off and then I will have the ultimate power over all of wizard kind. I can purge the world of all Mudbloods. Thank you, my dear, for sticking close to Potter. It makes everything so much easier.
"What do you mean we're all that stand in your way? You have all of the light sid against you now, Voldemort!" James said, furious.
"Very brave, Potter. But, you see, it will be so much easier with you two gone. I don't want to have to fight two fully grown mages. If I let you live, you could be a considerable threat to me. Of course, you could always join me--
"Go to hell!" James snarled.
"Tsk tsk. I though you had manners, boy. Let the Mudblood speak for herself." Voldemort shifted his gaze to Lily who visibly grew in retaliation. "Acting the hero yourself, are you, my dear?" Lily gripped her wand tighter. "Well, let's see what you make of my friends." Voldemort snapped his finger and tiny pops could be heard around the room as Death Eaters apparated to the Stair Hall. "Like it? I broke the spell making Hogwarts unapparatable," he said, seeing Lily's confused face.
"I thought as much," she said nonchalantly after his comment. "Any witch or wizard Third Year or above could break that particular spell." James knew Lily was lying and was shocked, but it was working. Voldemort did not know this and instead became more furious with them.
"Silly girl," Voldemort roared, raising his hand and smacking Lily hard across the face. She fell, crying out in pain. "You know nothing!
"Lily!" James said, kneeling down next to her and touching her red face. There were no tears in her eyes and he was proud of her for being so brave.
"Stand, boy. Face me like a man. Without your Mudblood friend, you are nothing." James stood and then put a hand down to Lily, helping her up as well. He never took his eyes off Voldemort. When Lily was standing next to him, he closed his eyes and willed magic to his fingers. He had never truly known about his powers. He always figured they were normal for a wizard, but now he knew the truth, and he would use it. He created a bond between himself and Lily, still holding her hand tightly. Lily looked worriedly over at James when she felt him hold her hand tighter. The color was draining from his face.
James concentrated harder, but he knew he would lose all of his strength if Lily did not help him as well.
"Help me," he whispered to her before falling to the ground. Lily screamed, but stayed where she was. She looked back at Voldemort, who seemed to be quit entertained by James's antics.
"Wouldn't have worked, my dear. Even with you helping him. Lost his power for now. there is nothing you can do but give up and I'll make your death quick and easy.
"Never.
Voldemort's rage grew. "Then we'll have to do this the difficult way." He snapped his fingers and a ball of flames appeared in his cupped palm. He tossed it over his shoulder where it quickly lit on one of the paintings. The wall quickly went up in flames.
Lily thought fast. "Wait!" Voldemort turned back to her, a grin on his face.
"Yes, my dear?
"If-if I let you take me, will you leave James alone? Will you not kill him, if I come with you?" Voldemort smirked and snapped his fingers again. Small ropes flew out and tied themselves around Lily. She shrieked and toppled over.
"Certainly, my dear. I daresay, we will have plenty to do with you. Come!" he yelled to his Death Eaters. "Leave the boy here. He can die in this shit hole." He grabbed onto the struggling Lily and apparated with a small pop.
"Lily," James whispered weakly. The whole hall was aflame by now. Everything was dark and smoky. Blackness threatened to engulf him. "Lily, I'll-I'll save you...." he said before blacking out.
So, I know everyone, I left the last chapter as a complete cliffhanger, right? And I must have infuriated some of you because it had no James/Lily anything. I felt like Winnifred needed a bigger part in the story. I mean, she will eventually when Sirius decides to...well, I won't tell you because that will ruin the surprise. But anyway, she will add a lot of drama for sixth and seventh year what with Voldie-thing and whatnot. Well, on with the story.
Lily
By the Way, this starts out after Andrew kisses Lily (before Time Ablaze).
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Chapter Fifteen: The Face of Voldemort
Lily trudged down the halls, thinking of the drama of the morning. Andrew was going out with her now. Part of her thought it a miracle any boy would want to go out with her now, especially with James liable to explode at the mere thought of anyone being with Lily besides himself. We was an arrogant prat anyway and Lily hated him. But really? She had been okay with him before, but what if she still liked him. She would be cheating on Andrew, in a way.
She brushed the thought away quickly and walked towards a staircase. She hoped it did not move, she was afraid of heights and this one was right in the middle of the giant staircase hall (that means she is in the middle of the wall, very high up if you think about it. I mean, think of Sorcerer's Stone, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione's staircase switches. That place....). Besides, these staircases just generally scared the bajeezes out of her. Little did she know that this would only be the beginning of her less than normal day as she stepped on the bottom step and James Potter stepped on the top. Voldemort had them both right where he wanted them.
The stairs gave a terrible groan and lurched sideways. Lily shrieked and stumbled over. James grabbed onto the hand rails ad looked over at the girl below him who was pale and shaking. James's eyes widened when he saw who it was and took cautious steps toward her. People below were looking up and pointing. chelsea, Kate, Remus, and Sirius, who had all been below, ran up to the landing nearest Lily.
"Oh my God, Lils!" Kate said. Chelsea held Kate back as she looked like she was going to try and jump to the stairs. James edged closer to Lily.
"Lily, grab onto my hand. We've got to get to the middle of the stairs," he yelled over the noise. The staircase gave another lurch.
"Potter! I can't!" she yelled back, looking over the edge and grimacing, face draining of all color.
"I'm trying to help you!" He put his hand down to her. "Why not?
"I'm afraid of heights!
"Trust me, Lily. Just trust me!" He could see tears in her eyes. "I won't let anything happen to you, I swear!" She nodded and grabbed his hand. He helped her up and they made their way to the middle of the staircase.
"What's going on?" She looked really worried.
"I don't know--" but James was cut off by some high-pitched laughter. "Lily, it's-it's him! Lily, don't panic. You've got your wand, right?" She nodded, fear evident in her eyes. "Don't be afraid. Now you know why it's cursed to be a Potter." James stood back and drew his wand and Lily, seeing him act so brave to help her, gulped and did the same. I sure hope this works, she thought.
James glanced at Lily quickly and then looked back at the mist slowly taking shape in front of them. I sure hope this works. If anything happens to Lily, I'll kill myself. I tell you, I'll die first, he thought. He could hear screams of people below and out of the corner of his eye he could see his friends drawing their wands as well. He looked right at them.
"Go! We can hold him off! Go get a teacher, or Dumbledore. Get ourselves out with everyone else!" James yelled. Remus called to the people below, telling them to run and her grabbed Chelsea and Kate's wrists, dragging them away from the stairs. Sirius stared pointedly at James, clearly saying he would not go anywhere and leave his best friends to fight Voldemort alone. James stared just as equally back. Finally Sirius turned and ran down another flight of stairs towards the big doors of the Stair Hall. He looked back quickly before slipping out, dearly hoping that he could get a teacher in time.
The mist finally completed its transformation and a cackling Lord Voldemort stood in front of them, well, hovering to be exact. James could sense Lily trembling beside him. She's being really brave right now. Sticking by my side in the face of death. But I won't let anything happen. James gripped his wand tighter, face set.
"Ah! Lovely for you two to join us, Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans," said Voldemort, laughing again, a sickly grin spreading across his face. How he knew Lily's name, neither knew, but it was not the time for asking silly questions like that...or was it. "Ah. Just kill you two off and then I will have the ultimate power over all of wizard kind. I can purge the world of all Mudbloods. Thank you, my dear, for sticking close to Potter. It makes everything so much easier.
"What do you mean we're all that stand in your way? You have all of the light sid against you now, Voldemort!" James said, furious.
"Very brave, Potter. But, you see, it will be so much easier with you two gone. I don't want to have to fight two fully grown mages. If I let you live, you could be a considerable threat to me. Of course, you could always join me--
"Go to hell!" James snarled.
"Tsk tsk. I though you had manners, boy. Let the Mudblood speak for herself." Voldemort shifted his gaze to Lily who visibly grew in retaliation. "Acting the hero yourself, are you, my dear?" Lily gripped her wand tighter. "Well, let's see what you make of my friends." Voldemort snapped his finger and tiny pops could be heard around the room as Death Eaters apparated to the Stair Hall. "Like it? I broke the spell making Hogwarts unapparatable," he said, seeing Lily's confused face.
"I thought as much," she said nonchalantly after his comment. "Any witch or wizard Third Year or above could break that particular spell." James knew Lily was lying and was shocked, but it was working. Voldemort did not know this and instead became more furious with them.
"Silly girl," Voldemort roared, raising his hand and smacking Lily hard across the face. She fell, crying out in pain. "You know nothing!
"Lily!" James said, kneeling down next to her and touching her red face. There were no tears in her eyes and he was proud of her for being so brave.
"Stand, boy. Face me like a man. Without your Mudblood friend, you are nothing." James stood and then put a hand down to Lily, helping her up as well. He never took his eyes off Voldemort. When Lily was standing next to him, he closed his eyes and willed magic to his fingers. He had never truly known about his powers. He always figured they were normal for a wizard, but now he knew the truth, and he would use it. He created a bond between himself and Lily, still holding her hand tightly. Lily looked worriedly over at James when she felt him hold her hand tighter. The color was draining from his face.
James concentrated harder, but he knew he would lose all of his strength if Lily did not help him as well.
"Help me," he whispered to her before falling to the ground. Lily screamed, but stayed where she was. She looked back at Voldemort, who seemed to be quit entertained by James's antics.
"Wouldn't have worked, my dear. Even with you helping him. Lost his power for now. there is nothing you can do but give up and I'll make your death quick and easy.
"Never.
Voldemort's rage grew. "Then we'll have to do this the difficult way." He snapped his fingers and a ball of flames appeared in his cupped palm. He tossed it over his shoulder where it quickly lit on one of the paintings. The wall quickly went up in flames.
Lily thought fast. "Wait!" Voldemort turned back to her, a grin on his face.
"Yes, my dear?
"If-if I let you take me, will you leave James alone? Will you not kill him, if I come with you?" Voldemort smirked and snapped his fingers again. Small ropes flew out and tied themselves around Lily. She shrieked and toppled over.
"Certainly, my dear. I daresay, we will have plenty to do with you. Come!" he yelled to his Death Eaters. "Leave the boy here. He can die in this shit hole." He grabbed onto the struggling Lily and apparated with a small pop.
"Lily," James whispered weakly. The whole hall was aflame by now. Everything was dark and smoky. Blackness threatened to engulf him. "Lily, I'll-I'll save you...." he said before blacking out.