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How could you know, that behind these eyes a sad girl cries?How could you know, that I hurt so much inside? How could you know, that I'm not your average girl, I'm carrying the weight of the world.
-How many of you can guess who's that from?
Well, okay, if you change all those 'girls' to 'guys', it could actually relate to James pretty nicely! Anyways, onto the story!
Chapter 22 A little row
James was putting on his school robes. "Thanks for everything Madam Pomfrey! I think I'll go see the Headmaster now."
He picked up his bag, intending to finally leave the Hospital Wing and see the outside world, when Madam Pomfrey came in and stopped him.
He groaned. "Madam Pomfrey, I already drank my potions for today. I have those extras you gave me. I drink the blue one after lunch, the purple one before and after dinner, and I drink the weird yellow one before I go to bed."
Madam Pomfrey gave a small smile. "Actually, Potter, I was going to talk to you about your meeting with the Headmaster."
James sat down on the bed slowly, staring up at her. "Well, you have my attention now."
"The Headmaster thought it would be....best to let you go to your first two classes. He wished to speak to you during your lunch hour."
She seemed to be choosing her words carefully, but also looked at James sadly.
James just stared at her. "Why did he change the meeting?" he asked blankly.
"He wanted you to go to your classes first, since he thought it would help after all you've been through. He doesn't want to tell you the news so quickly."
James eyes lit up. "Is it John? They found him, didn't they?" James asked excitedly.
Madam Pomfrey looked away. "It's not my place to say."
"But you know!" he said desperately. "I know you know!"
"I do." She replied quietly.
"Then why can't you-?"
"Potter, you may go. Your meeting will be held during your lunch hour."
With that, Madam Pomfrey turned on her heel and strode away to her office. James couldn't help but smile. John was okay. He knew it. He didn't know how, he just had this feeling. Grinning stupidly, he made his way out of the Hospital Wing and off to his first lesson—Defense Against the Dark Arts. He decided to play a prank to announce his arrival. He hadn't played a prank in so long.
James took out some fireworks he got from Zonko's. These were unusual fireworks, they cost a ton. After they exploded with the usual lights, they turned into candy. Every sweet you could imagine. Of course, the Marauders wanted to save it for when they won the Quidditch Cup, but now was as good a time as any.
Standing outside the door, he was happy to see the door was open, he threw some of the fireworks in. Everyone was sitting peacefully at their desks while Professor Johnson was explaining something, when the fireworks exploded. Students heads shot up. Some seemed shocked, but others were entertained and looked up and the lights the surrounded the room. Sirius, Peter, and Remus stood up and began cheering. When James entered the room, the three made their way over to them.
"Glad to have you back, mate!" Sirius exclaimed, putting an arm around his best friend.
"We thought you'd be in the Hospital Wing foever!" Remus replied, beaming at his friend.
"You made quite an entrance!" Peter commented. After the fireworks disappeared and candy littered the floor, everyone turned to the cause of the disruption. There were shrieks and immediately there was a crowd around James.
"Oh, James, are you okay?"
"We were so worried about you!"
"Does this mean your back to playing your usual pranks?"
James just smiled at them all. It was so glad to be back. James glanced up at Professor Johnson, who was looking at him with—was that anger?
"Well, Mr. Potter, thank you for the grand entrance, now if you will please sit down, we could get back to business." Johnson said, pointing James to his seat. The class settled down after awhile, and finally got back to work. The Marauders, however, just began whispering to themselves about their next prank.
Sirius loved the fireworks, the insisted on doing it again during lunch. The rest of the Marauders agreed quickly. James stepped in to Hall for lunch, and set off the fireworks. After candy littered the Great Hall, it erupted into cheers, especially from the Quidditch team, who was glad to have their Chaser back.(1).
After many cheers and shouts of, "Welcome back, James!", he was finally able to get settled in. He was half way through some pudding when Remus looked up at the staff table.
"Where do you think Dumbledore is?" Remus asked worriedly. James head snapped up.
"Oh, yeah, Prongs, how did the meeting with Dumbledore go? Lily told us you were going to see him." Sirius said through mouthfuls of food.
James quickly got up from the table, his friends looking at him with curious eyes.
"Where are you going?" Peter asked.
"I forgot my meeting with Dumbledore! I was supposed to be there after my morning classes." James yelped.
"Well, then get going!" Sirius said cheerfully, pointing to the door. James didn't need telling twice. He rushed out of the hall and sprinted to Dumbledore's office, when he bumped straight into Lily, sending both of them into the floor.
James looked up. "Sorry, Lily."
"James! I haven't been able to talk to you all day." Lily said, then gave him a hug.
"Yeah, sorry."
"It's okay. Where were you going?"
"Dumbledore's office. He said he wanted to meet me there. I think they found John!"
Lily looked at him in surprise. "How do you know?"
"I don't know. It's just....a feeling." James replied, knowing it sounded weird.
Lily suddenly looked at him in sympathy. "Well, you never know I guess. But....just don't be disappointed if it's not, okay?"
"Lily, I'm sure it is."
"Well...if you say so."
"I'll see you back in the common room. I need to go." James shouted over his shoulder, sprinting toward Dumbledore's office. He stood in front of the two stone gargoyle's, panting.
"Ah, yes, Potter. Dumbledore gave us special orders to let you one." Hissed one of the gargoyle's.
"Fine....so...open...up." James panted, trying to catch his breath.
The gargoyle looked at him indignantly, but opened anyway. James heart was bursting with happiness....any moment now, he would see John, smiling. And who knew, maybe his dad would be with him!
James ran into the office, convinced he would see John, beaming, laughing—
"Mum?" James asked, blankly.
Amanda Potter spun around and looked at her son. She gave a sort of strangled cry and ran toward her son, enveloping him into a hug.
"James!" she cried, "I was so worried! When I heard...the attack...oh, I'm so glad your okay!"
James hugged his mum back. "Yeah, I'm glad too."
James wasn't disappointed, no, he was always happy to see his mum. It was just....he was looking forward to seeing John, he was so sure he would be here.
"Perhaps you should sit down." Said a new but familiar voice.
James looked up to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk. However, his eyes didn't have that famous twinkle, which scared James greatly. James and his mum made their way over to two chairs in front of the desk and sat down. James didn't know what this was about, but was sure it wasn't good.
"Professor, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be late but I lost track of time." James said.
"No need to apologize, Mr. Potter. However, there is something I need to discuss with you."Dumbledore said, sounding very serious.
"Yes?" James asked, wanting to get this over with.
"Your mother is—concerned—with what happened to John. I felt it wasn't my place to say. I have, however, told her everything else. I thought it would be fit if you told her what happened in the forest, and about Sam, and about your dad." Dumbledore explained.
Amanda Potter's head snapped up at the sound of her husband, and she turned toward James expectantly.
James looked down at the floor. 'Me?!' he thought, enraged, 'I just got out of the Hospital Wing and he wants ME to tell her?!'
Gaining his composure, he looked at his mum in the eye. "Professor, would you mind giving us a minute?"
Dumbledore agreed and stepped out of his office.
"James, tell me what's going on." Amanda whispered.
James turned away. "Mum....Sam, he turned against us. He's on the Dark side. He tried to steal the pendant from me. J-John....he was captured. I-I'm so sorry, mum! I shouldn't have left. I should've gone back-"
"And your dad?"
"S-Sam....he told me....." James voice was shaking uncontrollably now, "he's dead. He told me he killed him. He t-told me he'd kill John, too."
Amanda's eyes quickly filled with tears. "S-so, your father and John are....?"
James didn't want to say it. He couldn't. He wouldn't believe it.
Amanda Potter sank to the ground, startling James. His mum was strong, always knew what to go, and could keep her composure. Yet, here she was, sobbing on the floor, looking lost.
"No...James no! Please, tell me it isn't true! First your father and now John!" Amanda sobbed. James bent down and hugged his mother.
"Mum, we'll be okay. They might not be dead. John may still be out in the forest." James replied, tears filling his eyes.
"If Sam told you he was then he probably is! Oh, James! All this because you're the Heir of Gryffindor!" Amanda cried, not able to stop the tears from falling.
"Mum....it'll be okay. We have no proof they're dead." James tried to reassure her again, though it was very hard since he had some doubt.
"Oh, James, I'm sorry, so sorry!" Amanda sobbed, holding onto her son. James just held her, looking out the window, where it was cloudy outside.
"It's okay, mum. It's okay." He whispered.
James made his way up to the Gryffindor Tower. The whole meeting were just full of tears. James himself didn't cry, he just listened to his mum. His heart felt like it was torn in two. James left, leaving the rest to Dumledore. He still couldn't—wouldn't believe that his father was dead.
'I can't lose him.'
Suddenly, two people popped out of the corner and took a picture of James.
"Hey!" James shouted. He knew girls fancied him, but this was going a little too far.
"Hello, James Potter, is it? Yes, my name is Berta Denali. I work for the Daily Prophet. Perhaps you would like to answer a few questions of mine?" Berta asked, pulling out a piece of parchment while her other person was taking pictures of James.
"Er...actually...I'm busy." James tried to say, but was interrupted.
"Yes, yes. Well, Mr. Potter, tell us, how does it feel to know that your father and best friend were taken hostage by You-Know-Who?" Berta asked.
"How do you think I feel?" James snarled. He wasn't in the mood right now.
"Given from information from your peers, you were involved in a attack placed on the Evans during Christmas, were you not? You tried to protect her family?"
"Er-"
"How does it feel to know you saved a peer, but lost your dad in return?"
"Listen!"
"Hey! He said he didn't want to answer your questions!" Sirius shouted, walking up to them. He took a step in between James, to stop the man from taking pictures. Berta looked at him.
"Ah, yes!" she said, "Your James Potter's best friend, are you not? Your family disowned you last year, didn't they?"
"I left." Sirius replied coldly. "James isn't answering anymore of your questions and neither am I. You know, I don't think Dumbledore would like it very much if he caught you snooping around here, would you?"
Berta and her camera man paled.
"I thought so." Sirius said, his voice still cold. "now get out!"
Glaring at them, Berta pushed past them and stalked away.
When they were gone, Sirius turned around. "Okay, Moony, you can come out now."
Remus stepped out, grinning.
"Sorry, just didn't want to get involved myself." He replied.
"Apology accepted So, Prongs, tell us how your meeting with Dumbledore went." Sirius said.
James explained the whole situation with his mom, but was careful to leave out the part with him being the Heir of Gryffindor. Sirius and Remus both looked at James sadly.
"Listen, Prongs—" Remus started to say.
"Stay out of it." James snapped. "I know what your going to say, that it's not my fault. Well, guess what?! It is my fault! I left him behind, didn't I?! I was the one who was so preoccupied with keeping Lily safe I completely forgot about my dad! It's my fault they were attacked anyways!"
"James, tell us what's really wrong." Sirius said fiercely.
"I-what?" James asked, taken aback.
"Back at that old cabin, Sam said that your power mixed with Voldemort would make him unstoppable. What was he talking about?" Sirius asked.
"Stay out of it!" James snapped, raising his voice.
"No! Your not telling us something! And I want to know what it is!" Sirius yelled.
"I'm not about to tell you of all people!" James shouted back.
"Why not?!" Sirius yelled.
Remus thought he should step in. "Listen, you two, don't get into a row-"
"Stay out of this, werewolf!" James shouted.
Remus took a step back. James insult was below the belt.
Sirius grabbed James by the collar.
"Take that back!" Sirius yelled.
"No!"
"James, what's wrong with you?" Sirius asked, loosening his hold.
"I'm not about to tell you! Who knows, you might go run off and tell Snape, just like you did with Remus!" James shouted. Sirius stared at James, not believing what he just said. James glared back.
He didn't know why he was so angry, or why he was saying these horrible things to his best friends—the only people left to protect. Sirius dropped James, who slid onto the floor.
"I don't know what's wrong with you, Prongs. Let me know when your done having a pity party for yourself." Sirius snarled, then walked off.
"You don't understand!" James yelled after him.
Sirius spun around and stared at his friend in the eye. "Try me, James."
James turned away.
Sirius snorted. James best friend turned his back on him and walked off. James looked at Remus, hoping to get some support for him.
Remus just shook his head, a look of hurt still on his face. Remus turned around and ran after Sirius.
James sighed. 'This is what you get for being a prat, James.' He thought.
Just then, another voice rang through his head.
'It's what you get for being the Heir of Gryffindor!'
James paled. 'Voldemort.....'
A/N. Ah, how'd you like it?(1) Also, I don't know whether or not James is a Chaser or a Seeker...still a little confused on that. So, until I find out, I'll be putting him as a Chaser. I hope you enjoyed this story! I'm updated as much as I can on all my stories because school is starting soon and I won't have time then. Anyways, don't forget to review!
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Amour-Lily