Dimension disrupt

a fic by Josie G. Evans

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Chapter four

"Alright, do you remember exactly what you did?" asked James, looking at Sirius expectantly.

"Pretty much ya. Now this time mess it up, do the exact same thing only think of me." he said looking through the procedures.

"But how you gonna get back? We don't know where Lily went, maybe she's in a world that doesn't even have magic; or maybe she's in a gray place, with nothing around for miles, or..."

"Remus mate, don't worry, I'll find a way, besides you forget who your talking to, I always get away with everything and I can't just leave Lily there all alone, she might need someone's help. And it doesn't look like anyone else is rushing to her rescue."

"Be careful and good luck."

"Thanks. Alright Sirius, let a rip." he said.

Sirius muttered something and once again a purple jet came out of his wand, it soon transformed into a large tornado as it had done the first time. James stood there as the tornado slowly made it's way towards James, sucking nothing else in it's path. And soon enough it swallowed James.

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In the other world

James landed on something soft, it smelt of flowers. He soon realised he had landed on someone, or something, he couldn't tell, all he could see was something hairy and red.

"Um, are you alright, I'm so sorry." he said getting up on his feet, handing out his hand to whatever it was that was lying flat on the floor. The thing turned around to reveal a face, a human face, but not any face, it was Lily.

"Um, ya. Thanks." she said as she took his hand and blushed, something he had only seen her do once, back in first year. He stood there, looking at her in shock. "Lily, I found you, wow didn't think it would be this fast. I came to rescue you..." he trailed off as he caught sight of his surroundings, he was in a hallway, with walls of brick and a dark red carpet under his feet; classroom doors on every corner and in a nook at the end, a statue, that of Anne the blue, known for turning herself blue to camouflage and hide from pursuers. It was said she could never change back. There was no doubt denying it, the familiar hallway was in fact in Hogwarts.

His brain raced, how could he be in Hogwarts? And then words Remus had told him a long time ago came to mind, he had said something like: 'Theoretical physics does suggest that there are really multiple 'realities' sitting on top of each other...', that's it! 'Thank you Remus and your bizarre taste in literature.' he silently thought.

So that was it, he was in an alternate universe, which means that if he were to go through the door to his right he should be in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. He walked over to the door and opened it, strange instruments were everywhere and everything seemed to be in the same order.

He heard something rustle and spun around. He seemed very anxious and on the last of his nerves. He saw Lily bending down to pick up her books, parchment and ink bottles and putting them carefully in her bag. He looked at her curiously. Shouldn't she have screamed her head off at him by now? For more than one thing, which all incidentally wasn't his fault? And since when did Lily put her things in her bag as if she had all the time in the world. She was always so busy, she was in almost every club the school had and would usually just through her things in her bag as fast as she could and would run out of a room.

"Oh, here let me help you with that." he said getting down on his knees helping her.

"Oh it's alright, I've got it." she said softly, barely a whisper, as she blushed once more. 'Second time today.' he thought. His hand went to reach for something only to realise her hand was already there. She blushed and quickly removed her hand.

"I got to go, thanks." she said quickly in the soft tone she had been using and left, running away. 'Well at least she's partially acting like herself.' he thought as he watched her retreating back.

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Lily's heart raced as she ran out of the classroom, answers, she needed answers. 'This better not be an other one of Potter's joke because this really isn't funny.' she thought angrily.

Just then someone caught her wrist. "Hey babe, you new here? I've never seen you around and trust me, I would never forget a hot fox such as yourself. What's your name dove?" asked Peter, clearly irritating Lily.

"Peter, leave me alone, I got to go." she said, what was wrong with him, he wasn't acting like himself. 'Sirius probably feed him a potion.' she thought. 'That would clearly explain his behaviour.'

"Me, you, a giant bowl of fudge ice cream on Friday, what do you say?" he asked with a coy smile.

"Uh, how about no!" she said releasing her arm from his grasp.

"You will not refuse me!" he yelled, all but trowing a tantrum. Then with unbelievable force he pushed her onto the brick wall. "You will go out with me." he threatened. 'He couldn't believe he had been rejected, never in his life had he been rejected and he was gonna show this little new girl how things went around here.'

"Peter! The hell is wrong with you! Let go!" she yelled, "don't let me use force!"

His lackeys who were hanging quietly in the background looked at Peter with extreme awe. They flexed their muscles at the mention of her hurting Peter, ready for the fight.

"This Friday at four, I'll pick you up babe, and don't even think of trying to escape once were on the date." he said motioning his followers. "Besides, I like your spunk and how your not afraid to say what's on your mind. Of course that will have to change once were married, I won't have my wife mouthing off in front of highly respectable people. You know, I'm bloody rich, you'll have all your hearts desire and it wouldn't be wise to defy me. I'll turn you into a perfectly presentable young woman in no time, but your robes won't do, you shouldn't show how poor you are." he said letting go of her.

She was about to jump on him and tear his head off when his lackeys caught hold of her and refrained her from even making a step. One particularly large and very tall one, picked her up easily, as if she were nothing more than a feather and put her on his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

She was fuming and wildly kicked and hit the giant of a man. 'How dare he, and since when did he work out?' she thought. She most likely would have fought him back, if she hadn't been rooted to the spot in utter bewilderment. 'This isn't over.' she thought. Just then they past by a tall messy black head. She'd recognise that messy uncombed jet black hair anywhere.

"James!" she yelled. One of the lackeys put a silencing charm on her as wildly tried to scream, but to no avail.

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End of chapter 4

A/N: Oh no! What will happen to our strapping young heroine? Will she perish or free herself from the terrible monster that is Peter?

I know, I know you guys are probably waving pitchforks evilly in front of my face, and I have to say I don't disagree. I have totally neglected this story. But life's been hectic and I've mostly only been concentrating on Raspberry Sugar Quills, which is coming on great. But I also had writers block, for this story anyway, but I've cured it and you should be expecting an other update soon. I just have to find a computer with Internet, mine's always down.

A huge thanks to: minnie-mae, whose reviewed from the beginning, you rock girl and this chapter is also dedicated to you.

Now I know this chapter wasn't all that funny, come to think of it neither were the other ones, but I've just got to find my comical side which seems to have run off on me since I started R.S.Q, I've only been writing angst/romances of late, of course I always trow in a little comedy, I can't help it.

Last and least, I would just like to advise you youngsters out there that bullying is wrong, in all it's forms and you should refrain from hurting someone physically and mentally, for your not only hurting the person, but also your self, for it will come back to haunt you one day. In the wise words of my crazy cheese loving, cat owning neighbour: "what goes around, comes around, and if it doesn't, it'll most likely bite you in the arse when you least expect it, or maybe even burn." I believe he was talking about the one time he tried burnning someone's pants off. Don't try it at home kids.

So I've wasted enough on making this story look longer than it really is by writing an awfully long author's note. So I leave you with the wise words of my crazy neighbour and REVIEW! REVIEW! I should try adding it in some random places in the text, subliminal messages, wonder if it'd work?

-Josie