Friday, September 2, Head Girl's Room 10:02pm
Hello again. Really abrupt way to end my last entry, huh? Well, something really scary happened yesterday on the train. It scared me out of my wits! Let me explain the whole situation...
The whole train stopped at once. I knew the train was slowing down, but I didn't think that it would have an abrupt stop. With that in mind, I fell forward onto the last person I wanted to fall on. James Potter. (Ugh!)
"Hey, Lily. I didn't know you wanted me that much," he said cheekily. I could not believe that he just said that. I thought that he WAS changing and getting out of his stuck up phase. Well I guess not. I mean, Sirius is more respectable that him! Well...not by much.
I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster.
"In your dreams Potter...Wait I take that back. ONLY in your dreams," I said angrily to him. I pushed away from him, stood up and fixed my robes.
"I'm going to check out why we've stopped. I said to the others. Sirius and Lindsay were on the floor, while April was on top of them. She seemed fairly comfortable and didn't budge, after hearing Sirius' and Lindsay's muffled protests. She grinned at me and laid back even farther.
"That's cool," she said.
I walked over the bunch and headed straight for the door. A hand grabbed my wrist and I turned to see who it was. It was Potter.
"What?" I said, glairing at him.
"You shouldn't go alone. What if something happens?" he said to me.
"I need no one. I am Head Girl and I have every right to go by MYSELF." I put a lot of emphasis on the word so he could get it. He obviously didn't.
"Lily, let me come with you or at least someone," he said. I yanked my wrist out of his hand.
I saw Remus watching us. "Fine then...Remus!" I grabbed his hand and made him follow me out. Hey! It's better than Potter.
I shut the door behind us and marched to the front of the train (which really isn't that far...I might add).
Remus yanked his hand out of mine, but I still kept walking because I was still pissed off at Potter. But Remus ran in front of me and stopped me.
"What?" I yelled at him.
"Why did you do that to James?" he asked me.
"Because he is an ignorant big headed twerp that has no feeling about anyone else except himself," I said to him. It actually felt nice to get that off my chest.
"He does too," defending James. "He cared enough to make you go with someone," he said to me. I snorted.
"Ya so he can ask me out for...what is it? The sixth hundredth time?" I said. I pushed Remus out of the way and walked toward the front. He followed behind me.
"What will it take for you to go out with him?" he asked me. I raised both my eyebrows up, even though he didn't see it. Me go out with James Potter? When that happens is when pigs fly. We finally reached the front.
"Once Potter deflates..." I started to say, but when I pushed the door, all of my words disappeared. The driver was on the ground, dead. Cloaked people (death eaters) were standing around the room. I hastily shut the door, grabbed Remus' hand and ran toward the compartment.
"Lily, what's..?" he started to say, but I cut him off.
"Death Eaters," I said.
We ran to the heads compartment. All of my friends and Potter were sitting around talking. When they saw us, they all shut up.
"Lily, what's happening?" asked April.
"Death Eaters...on train...driver dead..." I managed to say. Like I've said before, I need to start running again. They all stood up.
I finally caught my breath, and my heart started to slow down.
"Let's go get them..."growled Sirius. He seemed like he wanted to get out there quickly. Why? I have no clue. But I stopped them before he moved a muscle.
"No. We need to make sure years 1-3 stay safe. April, Remus, and Lindsay, round up the prefects and go teach the younger years some hexes or jinks or something. James, Sirius and I will hold off the death eaters."
"But someone needs to send an owl to Dumbledore," said Lindsay.
"I'll do it. But I know a better way than by owl," said Sirius.
"Fine, I don't care. Just reach him soon!" I said. He nodded. "Alright let's go."
It was kinda scary, because this was my first time fighting with a death eater. But since James was there, backing me up, I felt a little better, even though I hated him at the moment.
James and I ran outside the compartment and started towards the front. Suddenly death eaters started to emerge from the front. James and I shot stunning spells at them. We managed to stun some of them, but they kept coming out of the front. I got hit by a cutting curse, but I missed most of it. So a cut on my left cheek was visible. After a while and unfortunately of course, they surround us. James and I were back to back.
"Damn," I muttered.
"Shit, more like it," James muttered back.
Suddenly, the death eaters parted, and a scary looking guy came up to us. He reminded me of a snake. But the weird thing is that he knew who we were.
"Miss Evans and Mr. Potter, how nice it is to see you," he said to us, smiling.
"Well, it's not pleasant to see your face," I muttered. James grinned. And it was true. His face was thin, gaunt, and scary looking. I need to learn to keep my big mouth shut.
"Tut, Tut. That's no way to treat your superiors," he said to us. James snorted.
"If you're a superior, then I'm a monkey's ass," he said. His smile was wiped off his face.
"Tut, Tut. Looks like I need to teach you a lesson," he said. He pointed his wand at me. I got freaked out. Why?
One cause a wand is pointed at me by an evil wizard. (Not Good)
Two we are surrounded by death eaters. (Very Not Good)
Three is that I knew that he liked to curse people, especially muggle borns (um...ME!).
"CUCRIO!" he yelled. I felt a strong pair grab my waist and turn me the opposite way. Then I heard some yelling. I turned around and James was on all fours, yelling. It was painful to see him in pain.
"STOP IT! STOP!" I screamed at him. Even though he was surprised that I wasn't getting hit by the curse, he still smiled at the pain that James was going through. He finally lifted it up after a couple of minutes. James was breathing hard and trembling. I bent down and looked into his face. Tears were in his eyes and a trickle of blood was running down his face, starting in the hairline.
He turned to me and smiled. It just warmed up my heart. I don't know why though.
He steadily got up, leaning a bit on me for support.
"Awww, look at that," mocked Voldemort.
"Shut your face," I growled at him.
"CUCRIO!" he yelled at me. It was my turn for the pain.
The pain was unbearable. It felt like millions of knives piercing my skin and bone. I wanted to die right there and then. I screamed my heart out (not literally of course), and Voldemort and the death eaters laughed. Laughed! They actually laughed at other people's pain!
After it felt like hours, he finally took the curse off of me. I felt weak, tired, sleep, dizzy... So many emotions and feelings were going through me. But I stood up. I didn't want to show that I was weak, and neither did James. We both held onto each other for support, but I could feel myself getting dizzier and dizzier by the second. My eyes were starting to droop and I was starting to sway, even though James was giving me a little support.
I remember hearing a pop, and an old man with a white beard...or was it hair? Anyway, next to him was a man with black hair and blue eyes. I could hear feet moving, but after that, I passed out.
A little while later
I woke up a couple of hours later. My head was throbbing and my throat was dry. Something was clutching my hand. I looked over and James' head was lying on my bed, his hand clutching my right. How do we always end up like this?
I squeezed his hand. He instantly woke up. He looked at our holding hands and pulled away. I have to admit, I was KINDA disappointed.
"How are you?" he asked me.
"I've been better," I replied. He smiled. Not one of his cocky grins or anything, but a genuine smile. I smiled back.
Just then, Madam Blanca came over. "Good you're up, you can leave after you take this potion." She handed me a small beaker filled up half way with some type of green lumpy fluid. When I drank it, I wanted to throw it all up. It tasted like salt, soap and sour grapes that haven't been properly smashed up.
After practically gagging the potion, James and I left for the Gryffindor common room. We didn't talk at all. I had no clue on what to say. But thankfully Professor Dumbledore met us half way so we weren't in silence for too long.
"Miss Evans, Mr. Potter. It's wonderful to see you, up and moving again. If you will follow me, I will show you to you're common room," he said, his eyes twinkling.
"Come again?" I said, in disbelief.
"Your common room." He started to walk down the hall. We walked behind him. "The both of you will share a common room. You both will have your own rooms that will have the exact personality as you. I shall show you in a minute." He walked up to a picture that had a dark blue background. Stars littered the portrat, and once in a while, a comet would appear.
"Estrella?" called Dumbledore. Suddenly, a star formed from the cluster of stars. It smiled at all of us. This painting is probably the coolest of all the ones I've seen.
"Stardust," Dumbledore said, smiling. The painting winked and opened up. When we walked in, it was so cool! I mean sooo cool!
The walls were painted a dark blue. But, even thought the walls were painted a dark color, the stars shinned brightly which lighted the room brightly. And the ceiling was just like the one in the great hall! You could see no ceiling, only the sky above. Since it was night time, the stars were shining brightly. There was a couple of couches and two desks, one on either side of the room.
Dumbledore turned to us. "Lily, your room is on the right, while your room is on the left, James. Before you enter your rooms, place your hand on your door for about five seconds before going in. Do this so your room can get a feel for your personality. I must go now; I have some business to attend to." Then he left the room.
James and I looked at each other. Then we went to our doors. We noticed that the doors didn't have any door knobs on it. We placed our hands on the doors. I felt a little zap go through my hand and the door. It didn't hurt or anything, it was just a little shocking.
Suddenly, I saw a door knob appear. It was silver and in the middle of it, had a blue star. I twisted the knob and...
Hello people! Evil am I giving you a cliffy! he he. Did that for two reasons:
1. I'm tired
2. Actually, tiredness sums it up
Anyway, I hope you all liked it all! Please review!
