His Final Year

Chapter Five: Sticking Up for Friends

The Marauders stood up instantly. They had dealt with these particular Slytherins many, many times before, so they knew what was going to happen. And it wasn't going to be pretty. They each prepared to protect the girls, even though they probably could anyways. They knew how the Slytherins fought, and they were going to make sure Lily, Mel, and Alex were all fine after this.

Sirius laughed. "Kiddies? Come on Bellatrix, that's the greatest you can do? Not that we expected better with your brain capacity anyways."

His cousin just glared at him. Out of everyone in their family, they had the greatest rivalry. They hated each other and were hell bent on making sure the other wasn't ever too happy. "I can't believe my own flesh and blood is a dirty traitor. You're a failure Sirius. Always have been. Being in Gryffindor is bad enough, but being friends with him," she sent an evil glare at James, who happily returned one, "a Potter. The worst kind of them all. Blood traitors the whole lot, befriending Mudbloods and all."

Sirius looked more offended than James. James seemed as though the 'Mudblood' remark hurt worse than the fact that she just insulted his family. Sirius, on the other hand, looked ready to kill. "You stupid bitch. Just because the Potters are such great people and are the most respected people in the whole wizarding world, you feel its your job to make not only yourself, but the whole Black family look like a group of even bigger dumbasses. Great job." He applauded as her face turned to pure hate. Every Slytherin looked ready to murder, and every Gryffindor looked ready to fight. While Sirius and Bellatrix continued to send death glares at each other, Lucius decided to open his mouth and say something just as educated as Bellatrix had.

"Don't let him get to you Bellatrix. He doesn't understand what it's like to be loyal to his own kind. He favors the true traitors of this world of ours."

It was now James's turn to laugh. "Loyal? Yes, because Death Eaters are so truly loyal. You would much rather save each other than your own necks. You don't even know what loyal is."

"Ah, the great and oh so mighty Potter finally speaks."

James grinned. "Aw, I didn't know you felt that way about me Malfoy."

"Please. We Malfoys know about your kind. Your family. Wastes of air if you ask us."

Lily actually spoke up this time. There was no way she was going to let him slide with saying that about James. "Well then it's a good thing no one asked you what you thought. Isn't thinking a little too advanced for you though? I mean, don't you usually have other people think for you and you just do whatever they want?"

Bellatrix gasped. "The Mudblood spoke to you Lucius! She thinks she has a right to actually speak to someone like us!"

James glared. "Don't call her that Bellatrix."

She began to laugh, a horrible high pitch laughter that made them all get goose bumps. The others began to laugh, except Lucius who just smirked. "Aw, isn't it cute Bellatrix? Little Potter sticking up for his Mudblood girlfriend? Filthy little Mudblood can't stick up for herself. Mudblood can't-"

But that's all it took for James. He lunged full on at Lucius and began to fight as hard as he could. The other Slytherins lunged at James, so Remus and Sirius joined the fight. It was a combination of magic and muggle fighting, spells and punches flying everywhere. The girls all backed up at first, way to shocked to do anything. After getting over the first shock and realizing their friends were involved, they joined in and starting firing spells all over the place. Lucius lunged at Lily, but James's Quidditch reflexes were too fast. He grabbed him and threw him up against the wall. The fighting continued, until Lucius stood up and called for the Slytherins to leave. As they all left the compartment, Lucius screamed back to James. "This is not over Potter."

They guys looked like hell. Sirius got a bad kick in the ribs and was out of breath. He also had a slash on his arm that was bleeding. Remus got a punch to the eye, which would be a black eye tomorrow. Peter had stayed back, away from the major fight, so he was just out of breath and shaking. James was definitely worst. He had a busted lip and a huge gash on the side of his face, which was bleeding rather hard. He had gotten a spell to the chest and was having a hard time catching his breath. The girls were all ok, thanks to the guys. They would have been in a very bad state if the guys hadn't been there.

The girls each looked at each other for a moment, then walked over and began to take care of the guys that helped them stay so safe and ok.