Chapter 8- The Shadow
They finished the job at 10 before midnight, which was good, considering they could at least get a few hours of sleep in before their first class, which happened to be Charms.
But that night, all four of the boys had odd dreams. James' had to be the oddest.
He had been walking around the Forbidden Forest, and all of a sudden, someone jumped out of the forest. It was Snape. Only, older. Greasier, yet older.
He was still only 11, and was extremely confused by Snapes sudden aging. Then Snape turned into Dumbledore, who told him he must not trust Peter.
But there was Peter, next to him, and he was just smiling.
On the other side was Sirius, and next to Sirius was Remus. All four of them had a look of utter confusion on their faces, but when they asked why shouldn't they trust their newbound friend, Dumbledore just repeated himself.
"Do not trust Peter."
Then, he woke up, along with the three other boys in his dormroom. (an-there are going to be 4 boys, 6 girls...becuase I don't want to try and guess who the 5th boy was....maybe Frank, but I'm not taking those chances. Sorry )
"Woah...I had the weirdest dream." James said, and Sirius agreed.
"Yeah, Dumbledore-" He started.
"Told me not to trust Peter.." James finished.
"Yeah, he told me that too!" Remus said.
"He told me the same thing.." Peter said.
"So, we all had the same dream?" James asked. "How is that possible?"
"Maybe it was all that cleaning." Sirius said, trying to forge an explination.
"We'll ask Flitwick tomorrow." Remus said. "Maybe he knows about connective dreaming."
The boys went back to sleep. Which had no more dreams about Dumbledore, or Peter.
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"So, anyone know anything about Flitwick?" Sirius asked, the next morning while eating his eggs.
"Head of Ravenclaw.." Remus said. "Uh, he's old. And short."
"Really now?" James said, in a sarcastic voice. "Becuase that gives me a lot of useful information. Old and short." He was not in a good mood, all his muscles aching from the night before. Cleaning was not one of his good traits, and often led him to a bout of crankyness.
Then, someone approached their table, and all four boys groaned.
"Maybe if we stand real still..." Peter said.
"It won't-" Sirius said.
"Hello boys." Lily said, walking up to them.
"Aw no." Sirius said, his hopes dashed.
"I expect you enjoyed your first night in Gryffindor." She went on, not noticing any of the boys looks. "Me? I had a splendid time. First, I got revenge on some nasty little brats who had been annoying me. Then-"
"You did it!" James said, pointing at her, and standing up on his part of bench. He had felt bad for her the day before. After all, he was human. But...now, now he hated her with every bone in his body. His wand out, he was about to do the worst curse he knew on her.
Problem was, he didn't know any yet.
"What are you going to do to me? Unlock me? Maybe...try to broom me up? Oh no, you couldn't do that, could you?" Lily said, laughing. "Well, tata boys!" And she walked off, laughing heartily with her friends.
"What a bloody git!" Sirius said, "She was probably watching us the entire time, laughing at us. We need revenge."
"But how did she get into the dungeon without anyone noticing her?" Remus said. "I mean, there's gotta be at least a dozen people at each corridor, watching us."
"And the paintings." Peter reminded him.
"And ghosts, too." James said. "She had to have had help."
"How much you wanna bet I know who?" Sirius said. Everyone looked at him.
"He's coming this way.
"Oh no, you're joking!" James groaned. The person who approached them was no one other than-
"Severus Snape." Sirius said, jaw clenched.
"I hear your mother's not too happy." Snape replied, grinning. "A Gryffindor and all."
"I hear your mother's not too happy." Sirius repeated. "Having a son like you and all." The three boys laughed, but Sirius just started coldly into Snapes eyes.
"I would have thought you learned your lesson by now." Snape said. "To stay away from halfbloods and mudbloods."
"Who's the halfblood?" Sirius said.
"Oh, dear, no wonder you're a Gryffindor. You're friend Pettigrew. And hanging around with Potter? What a joke. Well, at least I got a little revenge on you-somehow. How was cleaning, anyways?"
James had just about had it, and Snape had gone too far.
"Diffindo!" James said, and jabbed his wand at Snape's pants. They ripped and Snape's pants were on the floor, showing off his green underwear.
The Great Hall all stared at the first year and Snape, blushing furiously, ran out.
"James, that was not smart." Remus said.
"I don't care. He deserved it, the great git. And where's Evans? I need to give her a taste of James Potter, too." And he stalked out after Snape, looking quite happy with himself.
Sirius quickly caught up with him, and stopped him before he got to Gryffindor's common room.
"I think you're right." James looked up to see a sinister smile form on his new friend's face.
"What?"
"I said, I think you're right. We need to make sure no one messes with us like that again. Are you with me?"
"Well, duh. But, how are we gonna do it? We know nada."
"I think it's time we started learning some new spells."
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Haha! There...chapter 8! You might see that the severing spell is different here. But that's because, I think Harry used 'diffindo' in fourth book when he split Cedirc's bag. I dunno, just a thought.
Thanks for the review, don't have time to thank all of you, so, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!
They finished the job at 10 before midnight, which was good, considering they could at least get a few hours of sleep in before their first class, which happened to be Charms.
But that night, all four of the boys had odd dreams. James' had to be the oddest.
He had been walking around the Forbidden Forest, and all of a sudden, someone jumped out of the forest. It was Snape. Only, older. Greasier, yet older.
He was still only 11, and was extremely confused by Snapes sudden aging. Then Snape turned into Dumbledore, who told him he must not trust Peter.
But there was Peter, next to him, and he was just smiling.
On the other side was Sirius, and next to Sirius was Remus. All four of them had a look of utter confusion on their faces, but when they asked why shouldn't they trust their newbound friend, Dumbledore just repeated himself.
"Do not trust Peter."
Then, he woke up, along with the three other boys in his dormroom. (an-there are going to be 4 boys, 6 girls...becuase I don't want to try and guess who the 5th boy was....maybe Frank, but I'm not taking those chances. Sorry )
"Woah...I had the weirdest dream." James said, and Sirius agreed.
"Yeah, Dumbledore-" He started.
"Told me not to trust Peter.." James finished.
"Yeah, he told me that too!" Remus said.
"He told me the same thing.." Peter said.
"So, we all had the same dream?" James asked. "How is that possible?"
"Maybe it was all that cleaning." Sirius said, trying to forge an explination.
"We'll ask Flitwick tomorrow." Remus said. "Maybe he knows about connective dreaming."
The boys went back to sleep. Which had no more dreams about Dumbledore, or Peter.
~*~
"So, anyone know anything about Flitwick?" Sirius asked, the next morning while eating his eggs.
"Head of Ravenclaw.." Remus said. "Uh, he's old. And short."
"Really now?" James said, in a sarcastic voice. "Becuase that gives me a lot of useful information. Old and short." He was not in a good mood, all his muscles aching from the night before. Cleaning was not one of his good traits, and often led him to a bout of crankyness.
Then, someone approached their table, and all four boys groaned.
"Maybe if we stand real still..." Peter said.
"It won't-" Sirius said.
"Hello boys." Lily said, walking up to them.
"Aw no." Sirius said, his hopes dashed.
"I expect you enjoyed your first night in Gryffindor." She went on, not noticing any of the boys looks. "Me? I had a splendid time. First, I got revenge on some nasty little brats who had been annoying me. Then-"
"You did it!" James said, pointing at her, and standing up on his part of bench. He had felt bad for her the day before. After all, he was human. But...now, now he hated her with every bone in his body. His wand out, he was about to do the worst curse he knew on her.
Problem was, he didn't know any yet.
"What are you going to do to me? Unlock me? Maybe...try to broom me up? Oh no, you couldn't do that, could you?" Lily said, laughing. "Well, tata boys!" And she walked off, laughing heartily with her friends.
"What a bloody git!" Sirius said, "She was probably watching us the entire time, laughing at us. We need revenge."
"But how did she get into the dungeon without anyone noticing her?" Remus said. "I mean, there's gotta be at least a dozen people at each corridor, watching us."
"And the paintings." Peter reminded him.
"And ghosts, too." James said. "She had to have had help."
"How much you wanna bet I know who?" Sirius said. Everyone looked at him.
"He's coming this way.
"Oh no, you're joking!" James groaned. The person who approached them was no one other than-
"Severus Snape." Sirius said, jaw clenched.
"I hear your mother's not too happy." Snape replied, grinning. "A Gryffindor and all."
"I hear your mother's not too happy." Sirius repeated. "Having a son like you and all." The three boys laughed, but Sirius just started coldly into Snapes eyes.
"I would have thought you learned your lesson by now." Snape said. "To stay away from halfbloods and mudbloods."
"Who's the halfblood?" Sirius said.
"Oh, dear, no wonder you're a Gryffindor. You're friend Pettigrew. And hanging around with Potter? What a joke. Well, at least I got a little revenge on you-somehow. How was cleaning, anyways?"
James had just about had it, and Snape had gone too far.
"Diffindo!" James said, and jabbed his wand at Snape's pants. They ripped and Snape's pants were on the floor, showing off his green underwear.
The Great Hall all stared at the first year and Snape, blushing furiously, ran out.
"James, that was not smart." Remus said.
"I don't care. He deserved it, the great git. And where's Evans? I need to give her a taste of James Potter, too." And he stalked out after Snape, looking quite happy with himself.
Sirius quickly caught up with him, and stopped him before he got to Gryffindor's common room.
"I think you're right." James looked up to see a sinister smile form on his new friend's face.
"What?"
"I said, I think you're right. We need to make sure no one messes with us like that again. Are you with me?"
"Well, duh. But, how are we gonna do it? We know nada."
"I think it's time we started learning some new spells."
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Haha! There...chapter 8! You might see that the severing spell is different here. But that's because, I think Harry used 'diffindo' in fourth book when he split Cedirc's bag. I dunno, just a thought.
Thanks for the review, don't have time to thank all of you, so, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!