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"That's very heroic of you James." I joked watching with amusement as he stood taller.
"Thanks. I was always one for…"
"James," I cut in, "I was being sarcastic." I said raising an eyebrow.
His face fought a look of surprise as his bruised ego ran for cover, "Ummm… right… err…" He looked around like a lost puppy. I would have laughed if it weren't for the poisonous, dangerous sparks shooting more viciously around the corner.
"Ahh… James?" I asked slicing through his embarrassment.
"Yeah?" He questioned looking up curiously.
"How are we going to… ahhhh… defeat twenty or so Death Eaters?" I questioned for the first time. We really did not stand a chance. How could two students live, let alone defeat, twenty mad men… known for their disregard of human life? For the millionth time that day I begun to fear for my life.
" I'm only pretty sure
that I can't take it anymore,
Before you take a swing, I wonder,
What are we fighting for,
When I say out loud, I want to get out of this,
I wonder,
Is there anything I'm going to miss,
How's it going to be"
- THIRD EYE BLIND
Potter smiled, and something became clear as if a storming cloud was being split open by the rays of unexpected light. "Well Lily, we take them out one at a time." He grinned. Then in reply to my confusion he cracked his knuckles, a wide grin spreading over his face. "Prankage time."
I groaned, "James turning their hair green isn't going to help matters, let alone take them out."
"Damn girl, by now I would of thought you weren't as narrow minded as you were first year." Yeah I wonder why, asshole.
"Whatever, let's just get going." I intelligently responded as a spell burned a hole through my robes. "FUCK!" I just bought these!!!
"You CUSSED!!" James stood amazed.
"Yeah, now move the fuck along before I kick your fucking ass." I jabbed him out of his trance by poking him with my wand.
"You're hot when you cuss," he stood amazed, "Would you like some ass?" he grinned at me.
"UNBELIEVIBLE!!!" I threw my hands up in defeat.
"What?" James asked cluelessly as his hair fell back into its normal disarray.
"We have over a dozen BLOOD THIRSTY MANAICS ON OUR TAILS AND ALL YOU CAN THINK ABOUT IS GETTING LAID!!!!"
"What's wrong with that?" James asked confused
"AHHHH!!!!!" I gave in, taking off with a sprint, leaving him in my dust. A few seconds later when he appeared at my side I cooled some steam, regained my thoughts, and calmly asked, "Now what do we do?" James head turned down at me with a smirk plastered over his face. "No, not that. To get rid of the Death Eaters… you know the things that are trying to kill us right now?"
His grin folded into a confident brother smile, "Really? Trying to kill us? And this whole time I thought they were trying to steal my jacket!" he exclaimed as I rolled my eyes, he is such a little kid. I quickly regained my poise for the benefit for the both of us.
"James!" I exclaimed as our feet pounded up a staircase, turning and twisting around corners. "Seriously now."
I looked up at him, his face brightened, hmm… maybe there is someone in his pea sized brain, I thought examining his strong jawbone leading up to his face, screaming of man, but his over confident gestures: raw with boy hood. He was a pathetic excuse for a man, yet at first glance anyone would swear he reeked of it. "Seriously!" he valley girled, taunting my concern. I nearly punched him out! What a JACKASS!!! How dare he make fun of me in such a time of peril!
"JAMES!" I whispered venomously, "Don't you even DARE start your bullshit, I personally, want to stay alive here, and right now I do NOT give a fuck if you DO die!" I faced him, thunder in my eyes, fury surging through my body. He was the one who dropped me into this disaster. HE was the one who always created turmoil. He was the only one in the world who would bully their only allie just to assure himself he was important, the most deserving of life. He was one of the ones who ruined lives, and stole hopes and dreams… smashing them under his dragon hide, steal toed, combat boots. I was just… another fly, stuck on the bottom of his spit shined grinding boot. He made me SICK!!!
"Well then, Miss Perfect," he said sourly, "Might I suggest we split up?"
I examined his raw anger seeping out over his face for the first time. I knew then I had to control my anger, I took a deep breath.
*** JAMES… (or more well known as the "Jackass")
I had her. She knew I did. She needed me, and we both knew it. It killed her- even a blind man could tell, she blindly bite her lip, trying to control the thunderstorm behind her eyes that could sink ships and kill strong men that tended to the mighty masts. I worked my jaw, imagining I plowed into a lemon, making her look like the underdog, the coward who needed help. Sure I was a jackass, but I was sure as hell good at it. I could here my mothers voice now, "James if you ever challenge, you sure as hell better not back down." I almost smiled, it was kinda funny how my father taught me my manners and my mother, strength. Lily released her grueling jaw lock, and her teeth slipped of her blood red lip, what looked as if ready to burst from the plug up. She tossed hair carelessly, red tendrils bouncing down her back, I swallowed as my eyes opened. Luckily her face was turned to not see my reaction to curly hair, it was kinda embarrassing, really. Sirius stabbed me for years after finding out my response to 'the dead thing on top of a scalp' and the wounds did not need to reappear.
"James," she turned to me, her eyes cooled, the storm clouds still visible, "Why would we do that? Then we would surely both die! Nope. We'd better stick together… just as long as you slow down the sexual advances and taunting."
I looked at her stunned, I was wasn't taunting her! Wait, she was talking about my sexy body again, HA! Like I could stop the racy visions going through her head! It was really amazing how much will power she had… she need to be dominated… by a hero type figure! So THAT'S why the sensitive guy thing didn't work! Well, if this damsel wanted a hero, that was my specialty!
I flashed her a killer cool smile, one that really got the ass to swoon, and then raised an eye brow like the sex god of Hogwarts should. I could feel the air thicken, the damn birds and bees watching for a lessen on the wooing stage.
"Whatever you say." I whispered deeply, stepping closer to her, my cologne doing the dirty work. Her eyelashes fluttered heavenly, she breathed in deeply, closing her eyes. "We better go." I said a second later timing my approach. She shook her head, bouncing those damn curls again. I smiled, it was amazing how scent could calm a tiger after it's first sight of fire… or bring it to life.
"So," she tried for the third time, "What are we going to do?"
This time was essential for an answer, "We'll pick one guy off at a time, from the back preferably." I offered my brilliant plan, cutting down the numbers one at a time was a key point in the game of survival. I saw her cringe at my side before I pulled her into a room at my right.
"OMPH! James where are we?" I saw her glance out of a corner of my eye as I fiddled with the hidden passage way's door…err spot on the wall. She raised her eyebrows as if to shout what the hell! But decided to remain quiet.
"No fear Lily, I know this castle as well as I do as Hogwarts, all of its secrets." I grinned
"Wait. We're not in Hogwarts?"
I laughed "Aren't you a book worm?" I kidded, eyes twinkling.
"What does that have to do with anything!" She declared defiantly.
"I thought you would know something about secret passage ways."
"Of course I do!" hmm… really now.
"Sure. Anyways, I took you on a transporter one." I examined her blank face, trying to not laugh at the brain of Gryffindor "You get on a magical rug, fly to the end of a tunnel…" I hinted, looking at her sexy pout, soft red lips…DAMN! Lily is loaded… why in the hell didn't I notice before?! Oh yeah, I was too busy earning my sex God reputation, and that's hard work. I smirked silently before suggesting, "After you." I gestured to a tiny hole in the wall that became visible, the tunnel was musty and deep-rooted, but I knew from my father how frequently his co-workers and he used it to move around rapidly in the old secret Auror headquarters. I looked at Lily as she hesitated for second, looking at the cob web in the shadowy passageway. "You're not afraid… are you?" I taunted watching her debate silently.
"Of course not!" She brushed past me boldly, and daringly jumped the 10 feet drop courageously, plopping into the thick pool of green goo. I snickered, opps… I forgot to tell you about that one Miss Hollywood. "Eww… how disgusting!" She whined repulsively, shaking the old green goo off her robes determinedly, a lost cause princess that shit sticks like a fucking bitch. I grinned, hmmm… I never knew it would make her robes cling to her flawless body so tightly… I thought happily jumping effortlessly to the bottom… this might be a good thing after all…
I landed next to her, planting my feet so I wouldn't nose dive like she did, keeping relatively clean, but for what fucking reason would I ever purposely cover such a superstar face like mine in all the grime? It would be a fucking crime. "So Lily," I straightened up, slowly, knowing she was watching my every move, her mind running of vivid, hot, passionate sex…
"James… hello James… come back to the goo…" she waved he hand in front of my handsome face that her and a billion other girls dreamed about every night, praying to Merlin that they'd get a chance to met me, talk to me… and fuck me. "YO!!! TROLL WITH HOT AIR FOR A BRAIN!!!"
"What? Ready to go prank some graduated Slytherin ass?" I asked as she started to laugh, which was beyond me, "WHAT?"
"Nothing." She giggled, damn I hate it when ass did that, making me fell weird or stupid, you know somethin' like that.
***Lilly
What an idiot! You can call him a dumbass troll, and he answers to it as if it was his first name! I examined the dark, dirty, stone walls, grime covered, yet still full of life, in their youth viewing many adventures, oh the stories that lay underneath! For the first time I wished walls could talk, I'd listen forever. We walked quickly, turning off here and there to steal the awareness at the rear of the Death Eaters line, James creating a bait for the cloaked corpse to be pulled into, like a fly to the light, caught in a trap I'd charm him into a deep sleeping spell, putting a protective shield over him that I could only undue. The plan amazingly worked well, to both of our surprise, even though James wouldn't admit it.
"Only three left." He smirked checking himself out again in yet another mirror, and here I was covered in grime and goo, hair every which way, and the only dirt on him was around his knees and legs, thanks to his selective memory.
"Good, then we can get out of here." I said looking around tiredly, some of the Death Eaters put up a fight.
"Yeah… so Miss Evans what are you doing tonight?" He asked, finally tearing his eyes from the mirrors to look at my pathetic state. You have to be kidding me. Here I am, looking like shit ran over, and he's still trying to get laid.
"James do you have an obsession with sex?" I asked annoyed. I wanna go home, take a long bath, and go to bed! I whined silently.
"Actually…" he grinned.
"Don't answer that."
"But…"
"But shut up."
"Butt. You have a nice butt Lily Evans." He grinned moving to touch mine. Oui!
"James!" I slapped his hand away, "Cut it out." You're an inch from death, asshole!
"Butt…"
I shoved him, making him travel a few steps to the side, take that you Quittditch star, I smiled "Not even Bludgers harm me." Yeah well Mr. Tough met Miss spitfire.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Dark shadows loomed above us, I staggered back in surprise as five large Death Eaters appeared in front of us their grins wicked, chills ran down my back as fear stole my voice terror.
"Expelliarmus!" one cried, our wands shooting out of our hands we tried to grasp after them desperately … a lost cause, we were now defenseless, and vulnerable like never before. Just sticks of wood, but still so much more.
"Err… hello." James stupidly stuttered.
"FRESSCO!" Vincent shouted as our muscles tightened and we fell to the floor, in one defeated heap. This is it…
Vincent drew nearer, his robes swaying out behind him as the others laughed in good entertainment, like little kids at a birthday party. He reached us looking down, then slowly raised his hands as if to uncover his masked face. Tauntingly his finger slithered up its edge… and slowly pulled as I watched in horror, waiting for Snape father's face to come in view. Instead I saw a very different face, a face I would have never expected to see, James gasped in horror as I stared in shock.
"Brian?"
*~*~*~*~*Author's note:
I'm sorry I took forever, but I've had NO time this week, and I seriously mean that. Also I KNOW this chapter sucks, I had no time to edit since relatives are coming from all over right now to stay at our house. I'll try to get around to it soon, but I really wanted to post it cause I won't be able to post anything else for about a month. I'm sorry but posting this thing took forever because I had to get some points across some of my smart reviewers were already debating about. So thanks for reading, please review because I'll only post the next one if I have ten reviews… yes I know I'm evil. Also thanks for support with my grams.
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