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Chapter 7: Halloween Part II

"EVANS!" James was furious. He was mad at Evans, at Snape, at the whole bloody world. For one thing, he was used to getting things the way he wanted. This was probably the fiftieth time that Evans had refused to go out with him. Secondly, he wasn't used to un-cursing Severus Snape.

He turned around, and stared at Snape, who was still on the ground. He undid Petrificus Totalus and pointed his wand at Snape. "Get out of here," he snarled.

Snape stood up, shakily. Fury unlike anything else was burning on his face. He had his wand pointed at James too. "Go to hell, Potter!" He spat on the hem on James' robes.

James lunged at Snape, but Sirius and Peter both managed to hold onto him and pull him back. James pulled, ripped, and cursed ferociously, trying to get at Snape. Sirius held him back, thinking that the Marauders couldn't get a detention on Halloween – especially because of Remus and the full moon. However, he wished that he could hex Snape into next week.

"Think, come on, Prongs. You can't, it's Halloween!" Sirius struggled.

Peter, who was smaller than the other three, was beasting it out with his best friend. Trying to hold back James Potter in a fight was like trying to prevent the Titanic from sinking. He was breathing hard from the effort, "Come on, please, Prongs, stop. Stop!"

The usually rosy color on James' cheek was gone. Even the welts from Snape's curse and the mark from Lily's slap were gone. He was that angry. His face was now white and livid, and he was shaking.

Sirius glared at Snape, his own wand out. "Get out of here, Snivellus. Just go."

But Snape was too furious and angry to move. Not to mention, he'd rather die than listen to Sirius Black and James Potter. "You know why Evans would never go out with you, Potter? Because you're filth. All of you. Blood-traitors and filth. Then again, you'd go together very well, Potter. Evans, being a Mudblood, and all!"

In a matter of seconds, Sirius, who was stronger, had let go of James. He had run out of patience. James pulled free from Peter's grip, causing Wormtail to fall on the ground. Snape took several steps back, in shock.

James and Sirius, now both angry beyond words or wands, raced towards Snape. In a moment of panic, Snape used his wand. Then there was a flash of white light and James and Sirius were flying back 10 feet into the ground. They hit the floor with a sickening thud.

With a loud crack, Snape disappeared.

Peter ran over to his friends who looked like they had just been tortured with an Unforgivable Curse. James face was tightened up from the pain, and he was moaning. Sirius was barely breathing. Peter panicked. "Are you all right? Come on, let me help you."

Carefully, Peter helped both Sirius and James up.

"That bastard!" Sirius muttered, as he rubbed his back side. "That…." He proceeded to call Snape many things, which included a lengthy variety of both English and French curse words and insults.

Peter nodded fervently, more concerned about his friends' well-being. "Are you sure you're ok? Next time, just use your wands, mates. Muggle fighting takes too long."

James had not spoken yet. He was limping a little, and he still looked angry. Noticing this, Sirius offered, "Let's take a walk."

Wordlessly, James nodded, and the three boys walked slowly to the wooded area near the Shrieking Shack.

They reached a tiny clearing in the woods where it was nice and quiet. They sat there for a little while, not speaking. Just resting. The bright sun was streaming in through the tree tops, making a strange light pattern as it passed through the leaves on the tops of the trees.

After a short time, Peter said weakly, "I wish we hadn't run into Snivellus today."

Sirius snapped, "Oh and why is that? So he could plant fifty Dungbombs at the Gryffindor table tomorrow morning?" Surprisingly, James still hadn't said anything. He just stared out in front of him, still looking very white.

Peter was taken aback from Sirius' words, looking very hurt.

Siruis amended for it by saying, "Still, you're right, Wormtail. He ruined our whole bloody day." He said bitterly, "I should have left the tentacles on his stupid face. If it hadn't been for Evans…"

Sirius regretted even mentioning Lily because James flinched at the sound of her name. Once, again, Sirius fell silent.

Minutes later, Sirius declared, "I have an idea, Prongs."

James rolled his eyes and finally spoke. He said moodily, "I'm in no mood for ideas." He turned around so he would have to look at Sirius' glittering eyes.

Sirius was a bit discouraged, but he still went on. "Forget Snivellus. He's a git. To hell with him!"

"Amen!" Peter said emphatically. James just stared at the Shrieking Shack, looking miserable and angry.

Sirius, knowing that James would probably only be pretending to ignore him, said, "You should try to make Evans jealous of you."

James' eyes crinkled, but he made no other motion to show he heard Sirius.

"Yeah." Sirius said, admiring his own brilliance. "You should definitely try to make her jealous. You could be with another girl, and then Lily would regret that she ever said no to you. She would want to go out with you."

James still didn't move. Still, there was something in his eyes that told Sirius that he had heard everything that he had just said.

The door to the pub swung open and in walked Monique. She ran in hurriedly and went to sit down next to Lily. "Lily, you'll never guess what I heard!"

"Hey Monique," Lily said, as Monique scuttled to sit with Joseph and Lily. "What's going on?"

Monique's eyes were shining with disbelief, and she blurted out, "JamesPotterandMironiaVanearegoingout!"

Joseph sniffed. "Is that the big news you were about to tell us?"

Lily, however, looked elated. "Really?"

Monique nodded yes. "He just asked her in front of everyone at Zonko's. He was so loud about it! They've been going out for three minutes and the whole school knows already."

Lily shouted "YES!" and punched the air.

Joseph, in reaction, sputtered out his big sip of butterbeer. "What are you so excited for? I thought you'd be sickened!"

Lily grinned happily. "No, he has a girlfriend! I couldn't be happier for him."

Monique ogled at her. "Yes, he has a girlfriend. James Potter. He's going out with Morinia Vane. You're not in the least offended that he's kissing the lips off of someone in Zonko's after he's been asking you out for the last 3000 years?"

Lily nodded. "Yes! Don't you see? This way, he'll leave me alone!" She said in glee, "Oh I hope he really does stick with Mironia for a while." She added as an afterthought, "Maybe they could even get married. Have some children. Oh God, he'd never bother me again."

Monique shook her head. "Lily, you're crazy!"

Lily shrugged. "What?" she asked defiantly. "A girl can hope, can't she?" Both Joseph and Monique had to turn away to stifle their laughter.