Red Angel

Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Erin)

Rating: R

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Chapter Twenty: Breaking and the Quill

I… I believe you," Mr. Evans stuttered. How could a man that looks so… so… threatening be stuttering? At least he believes us!

"You do?" two voices rang. It's Lily and her sister. Lily's face looks like she didn't think that her parents would believe us. Her sister on the other hand looks like she is appalled that her parents would side with us. I wonder why.

"Yes, you need our car and you have to take her with you?" Lily's mother asked my parents.

"Yes, your daughter is someone would could give us valuable information on… your brother," Moody stated with great hesitation.

We left Lily's town to go back to London. Lily never talked on the way. Is she mad at me? Did I do something?

"We're here," Moody sure doesn't sound excited.

Lily got out of her parents's car. There is no skip in her step that usually accompanies her. I can tell that something is seriously wrong.

"Are you all right?" I tap her on the shoulder.

She won't even look at me! What is the matter?

Still in silence she and I walk over to the booth, I think it is a phone booth, or at least that is what my parents say. It is a way to get from the street to the ministry.

We told the voice in the booth who we are and then we received badges baring our names. Lily winces as she puts the button with Lily Evans on it. In fact Lily just seems to be consistently wincing or frowning.

The ride in the booth was uneventful. The walk to the Auror's office was too.

"Here we are," Moody said to Lily. "You will go into that room and talk to Mrs. Potter and, James, you will talk to me."

I am going back to that room, back to the room with Moody. Hopefully this time I won't have to go to St. Mundo's.

"James when did you get that mark?" Moody asked.

"When I was five," no need to elaborate I don't feel like it.

"Five," he muttered under his breath.

"Why did he give it to you?" he asked.

"I don't know," I never really thought about that.

"Do you know who he gives it to?"

"I think his victims," I replied.

"Did he ever do anything else to you?"

"Yes, he did a spell almost every time he visited; the incantation was curcio, I think," I said with caution...

"Curcio, an unforgivable curse? That sounds like him," I think he is talking to himself more than me."

"James I need to talk to your parents about this to see if it had any lasting effects on you," Moody left the room.

I wonder what he will ask me next? Hmph… I'm bored. I am going to leave this room!

Outside there is a young girl with red hair. Lily. I wonder how it went for her.

"James, why did you say that?" Lily is talking, she's… crying.

"What?"

"Why did you say I was like my uncle when you knew I was not?" she asked her eyes pleading with me.

"Lily… I…" I try to say.

"Well, if you think that way perhaps we shouldn't be friends anymore!" She yelled.

"If you won't even listen then we should!" I replied. How could she say that?

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

She stormed back into her little room. Merlin, that fight was stupid, but you know what so is she!

Well, great, here I am alone; waiting for Moody and Lily and I aren't friends anymore.

Merlin, I just need something to take out my aggression on! Crash! I kicked the box in front of me. The box's label says 'dark artifacts'.

Among the awful torture devices is a quill. What is it doing there? It looks ordinary. Well might as well just write or pretend too. There is a desk beside me. This is how much I need Lily. I scratch into the wood. What? I'm bleeding. Hmm… maybe I should see if it does it again and write something else. Lily is stupid. No! I'm not imagining things I'm really bleeding! I think I like this…

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