SILVER SILENCE
James gasped as white-hot flames licked at the fringe of his jeans, clawing at his shoes. (whatever type you all want chucks, tennis...ect)
But that was not what his attention was truly riveted on. A searing pain ripped through his hand, where he had carelessly touched the seething howler. His thoughts,thick with pain, could only think of one word... WATER!
He looked around through blurry, hazel eyes, searching desperatly for the direction of the lake. There it was! Its smooth as glass surface gleaming back at him from his left side. He stumbled towards it, quickly, his hand throbbing and screaming with an intense heat. Just then, as he began to make his way towards the ghostly lake, the fire at his legs clawed upwards and started gnawing at his straining calfs, making his head ring and pound.
He was inches from his destination, he pushedsome tall, wet reeds aside, panting heavily-only to trip on his untied shoelace and fall into the dark and swirling depths of the lake!
REMUS'S POINT OF VIEW:
I burst through the last ring of students, feeling an inhuman rage bubbling within me. I, as if in a distant dream, faintly chocked on my frothing rage that pounded a drumming dance in my howling blood. I felt as if I was outside of myself, filling the now silent area with my un-chainable fury. They all froze, momentarily, looking at me, wondering what was going to happen next. I clenched my books, unknowingly bending great dents in the thick cover, trying to control my anger. But I could not smother the snarl that began to form on my face. The familiar sensation of dilating pupils burst through me, followed by the almost welcomed feeling of power ripple through my whole frame. A few students took on an expression of horror, others...lets just say were tearing down that hallway. I knew what was happening, I was transforming because of my anger. But luckily( or unluckily) this change was mental. The human inside me faught to put a leash on my racing anger, that swam like hot poison in my pumping blood...to late...
Apparantly, this was just the diversion the boy needed. I saw him toss his black,long-haired head back, teeth clenched together in pain, and raise his slender leg and kick the tall, blond boy right where it hurts...right before they all jumped into action.
The next few moments were complete hysteria and chaos. Students, all at once began to move, some to run away, and some charging towards the two of us. I quickly reached down and grabbed the boy's shirt collar and helped him up. ( He had fallen roughly when the older boy dropped him) He shook his head, to clear his vision, before grabbing my arm(laden with books) and towing me out the front doors. Luckily, no one caught us on the way out. ( I was still steaming with anger!)As I think about it now...we made quite a remarkable scene.
JAMES'S POINT OF VIEW:
Ice-cold water pressed in on me from all sides, throttling out all. The burning sensation was gone, but now I couldn't feel anything. Faint thoughts of panic bubbled up in my groggymind as I slowly sank downwards, to my watery grave.
I tried to kick out with my legs and propel myself with my arms but, adding to my fear, they didn't move. Red spots flickered blurrily in my ever-darkening vision as my screaming lungs started to falter.
I felt a cold, colder than the lake, grip me choking out all thoughts in my head and replacing them with a horrifying numbness. Lastly, I began to lose all feelings whatsoever...black swarmed around me.
THIRD PERSON VIEW:
Sirius dragged the boy out through the heavy front doors and closed them with some hard pushing(he was only a first-year!)
He turned around, panting,his back to the door and met the other boy's eyes.
"Why did you bring me out here?" the other boy asked through his inquisitive, amber eyes. It shocked Sirius how they didn't need words to communicate. he was about to thank and ask him his name when...A great splash rang out over the morning grounds, covered with dew.
"JAMES!" Sirius yelled and began to run for the lake, the other boy( A/N:Sirius doesn't know his name yet! ) right at his heels.
For Sirius, all motion seemed to have slowed, including himself. The dry, crinkled green of the grass slowly trudged on beneath him. And on either side a whirlwind of blurry Autum colors surrounded his skinny form. In front of him lay the great lake, gulping down the rest of his friend, who was not struggling. Sirius squinted his eyes against the rushing wind coming against him. Each step thudded hollowly on to beat of his frantic heart.
Then all of a sudden, he was at the edge of the lake and everything started to race faster and faster, to quick for him to have any control. Which, in turn, made him fall/leap in after his now submerged friend.
JAMES POINT OF VIEW:
Just as I felt the last tendrils of consciousness slip away from me, I was jerked (literally!) out of the pulsating, swirling dark tunnel that I had begun to enter. But before I left this realm of life/death/&inbetween, I saw a white light and felt a voice of comfort surround me. it spoke to me of determination and perserverance and why I must press through. it was as if everything in my mind had been swiped clean except for one purpose...to live!
Then the pain set in. It started as a horrible burning and freezing of my throat, then erupted through the rest of my body in pins and needles. Something was pushing against my chest.
Once...the horrible aches of consciousness sparked through my form, suspensefully...
Twice...my lungs contractred, bitterly...
THREE!