We left off with....
James wandered down the many hallways careful not to run into any teachers patrolling or suits of armour, which were said to come alive and tattle on students out of bed. He kept his breathing low and his eyes focused on what lay ahead.
As he was going down the third floor
staircase, he saw something moving. Quieting his footsteps and moving
as slow as Peter Pettigrew's mind, James made his way to the bottom of
the stairwell, only to find himself cloak to face with none other than
Severus Snape. As Snape was about two centimeters from James, James had
to keept it cool. He tried ever so hard not to laugh at the confused
expression upon his archrivals face, but with no luck.
"HAHAHAHA! Snivellus!" James tore the cloak off himself.
"AHHHHHH!" Snape squealed and fell backwards onto the floor. His greasy
hair was swooped low over his face, and all that James could see now
was his great hooked nose.
"Scared ya, didn't I?
Snivellus Snape, what ARE you doing up so late?" James smiled at the
look of hatred on Snape's face as his dark glittery eyes burned into
Jame's own.
"I had to use the bathroom." Snape
replied, stiffly. "But what are YOU doing up at this unholy hour?"
Snape got up and pushed his hair out of his eyes.
"I...was..thinking." James answred, perhaps not as coolly as he had
wished. "Hey wait..if you were going to the bathroom, why didn't you
use the one on the first floor? Near your..DUNGEON." James crossed his
arms and looked at Snape.
Snape, staring hard at
him with a look of extreme loathing, said most calmly, "Is it a problem
to you where I use the facilities"
James, having
such a hatred for Snape, growled and tore out his wand. "Why don't you
just go back to your dungeon now and leave me in peace"
"Now I'm supposed to listen to James Potter, the perfect Quidditch
player, the boy who has it all?" Being as angry as James, he swiftly
took out his own wand and held it at the ready. "You say the words,
Potter, and I swear I'll"
Suddenly, there came a
rather drowsy voice. "Who is it? What's going on out here?" Both James
and Severus turned towards the voice, and watched as Headmaster
Dumbledore came into view. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Snape. Might I inquire
as to why you are out of bed during this wee hour of the morning?" He
clamped his hands on their shoulders and stood between them.
"Well, I.." They said at the same time.
Dumbledore looked at the two of them with rather tired eyes. "Please,
do not leave the dormitories this late again. It is dangerous to do
so." He nodded and then swept away, his nightrobes billowing behind him.
"Next time, Snape." James picked his cloak up off the floor and walked away.
"You'll what?" Snape asked. "Going to have your little friends beat me
up? Or maybe that Mudblood Evans? Don't you fancy her? Too bad she's
got her eyes set on your buddy, Remus"
James
stopped in his tracks. "Don't you ever call her a Mudblood again!" His
eyes blazed with fury. "And she does not love Remus"
Snape laughed. "That made you mad, didn't it? Guess you don't like when
you get dished back what you serve." He narrowed his eyes. James had a
scowl on his face. He shook his head and walked off into the dark.
"Who does he think he is..insulting me like that. How dare that lowlife
piece of Slytherin-" And then, for the second time that evening, James
came face to face with someone. "Remus"
"James?"
Remus looked at him crookedly. "I woke up and found you weren't up in
the dormitory, so I came to have a looksee..Mind telling a friend why
you're out and about...and..rather frustrated"
James eyed him. "Couldn't sleep. Then I met up with Snivellus, which
didn't exactly help me that much." He yawned. "I'm really tired. I
think I can go to sleep now." Remus nodded and they walked back up to
Gryffindor Tower.
Since he was actually very tired, James fell right asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.
He was floating. Floating almost like a bird, a sensation James had
never had before, as he isn't the such. Over Hogwarts, past Hogsmeade,
across the rivers and gulleys, and scraping the rooftops in London he
went. It was night, but he could see fairly well, almost as if there
was a dim light showing him the pathway. James felt
himself getting heavier, and he started to fall towards the ground. He
landed quite softly in front of a rather modest-looking flat on the
outskirts of London. Looking up, he saw that the clouds were beginning
to darken. Confused, he walked up to the front door and prepared to
knock. However, the door swung open as if inviting him inside. He
stepped gingerly onto the carpeting and found himself in a most
pleasant room. Very warm and comfy. There were plush green chairs and a
roraing fire going. As he made his way to the stairwell, his eye caught
a piece of parchment on the floor. Bending over and picking it up,
James discovered it to be rather important-looking. Boldface letters at
the top of the parchemnt read: Mr. and Mrs. James Potter; Members of
the Order.
Then, a figure whisked by him and went up the stairs. All James saw was
a mass of dark hair and the bottoms of the mans shoes. Interested, he
put the paper on the banister and followed the man, careful to be quiet.
The top floor revealed a hallway and five doors on either side of it.
All of them were closed except one, which was open enough to emit a
soft orange glow. James plodded on closer and stuck his face into the
doorway. He placed a freezing cold hand on the wall to brace himself.
Inside, he could hear low whispers which sounded important. Then, a baby started to cry.
'There there, Harry. Don't cry now. Mum and dad are here for you.' Came
a woman's voice, very soft and beautiful. 'Dear, what shall we do with
him? He can't possibly stay here'
Then, a male
voice. 'There isn't time. We've been warned by Albus. We knew..' The
baby continued to cry, though softer. James peered in, but was only
able to for a second before he felt a cold breeze behind him. A rather
high-pitched voice was speaking into his ear.
'Watch now.' James looked around for a sign of the voice but saw no one. Then, he heard a crash.
'Voldemort!' Cried the man. 'I swear I'll.....you can never have him.
You have to get through me, first!' Frightened, James burst through the
door with his own wand at the ready. 'Avada..' James felt a chill down
his spine. 'Kedavra.' A blast of green light came flying out of the
wand. James saw the man go down, his eyelids fluttered slightly, and
his glasses went crashing to the ground beside him.
His heart skipping a beat, James looked at the man on the floor as time
began to slow. 'That's..he..' He was interrupted by the woman screaming.
'No! How could you?!' She held the baby close to her. 'I'll protect him
with my life! You ca-' The woman's eyes shifted and bore into Jame's.
'Those eyes..' He reached out to her. 'Startling green..' Every moment,
every second he had ever spent with Lily Evans came flooding back into
his mind. 'LILY!' He tumbled towards her, over his own lifeless body,
but was too late. Another jettison of green light had hit her square in
the chest.
'Harry....' The baby had been tightly
in her arms, but as she fell he began to slip and landed on the bed. He
was now crying, screaming.
The high-pitched voice
laughed.'And now. Time to prove our little prophecy to be true. So
young, perhaps you could have been great.' James, imprisoned in his own
mind, could not do anything to stop this. He yelled, he swore, he tried
to cast spells. 'Avada Kedavra.' The green light came speeding out of
the wand, but, unlike the other two, it was somewhat deflected. The
baby, having stopping screaming, still had tears trickling down his
face. This child, this baby, had been able to defy death itself. The
wizard was hit by his own spell, and he went flying backwards into the
wall. 'No.' James saw him mouth, as his body simply disappeared. Then
it stopped.
"JAMES! JAMES!" James rolled over and opened his eyes. Remus and Peter were hovering over his bed.
"I'm up..w..w..what?"
"He's here. Was yelling something about you.." Sirius came walking up. James sat up. "Nothing. It was nothing." He put his hand on his face. "Just a nightmare." He looked back up to see Lily Evans standing behind his friends. "Those eyes.."