Okay. I had written this before book 5 came out so I need to go back through the rest of my story to make sure that it's all fixed up.
Silver Ice- I don't know why the spacing was messed up like that in chapter 2. I didn't set it up like that. It just happened when I posted it. I know it was difficult to read, but at least it wasn't as bas as the first time I tried posting anything on here. The entire chapter was one big paragraph and I didn't know how to fix it.
Dark Wolf- It's nice to have a new reader, or if you're not new to my stories it's good to hear from you. I hope you enjoy this chappie.
I'M STILL LOOKING FOR A BETA READER. Love ya'll! Amoura
They arrived at Hogwarts a few hours later. Lily was still unconscious so Remus carried her off the train. Waiting for them was Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonnagal, Hagrid, and Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse.
Remus carried Lily over to the professors. Professor McGonnagal asked, "Where are the other students who were involved?"
"They're still inside on the train," James said, who was right behind Remus. Professor McGonnagal went onto the train to find the other students.
"Thank you, James," Professor Dumbledore said calmly. He conjured a stretcher and indicated for Remus to lay Lily upon it. "Follow me, please, Remus." The boys and Rini had gotten into so much trouble Dumbledore called them by their first names.
Dumbledore led him to the first carriage that led up to the school. Madam Pomfrey followed. Dumbledore said a charm that made the carriage move faster than normal. They got to the school and Dumbledore led them to the hospital wing. Dumbldore led the stretcher to a bed and set Lily on it, the stretcher beneath her disappearing. Madam Pomfrey immediately started to attend to Lily. "Now Remus, I want you to tell me everything."
"Well," Remus began, "we were talking about Quidditch when Malfoy, Snape, Crabbe, and Goyle came to our compartment and began to make sneering remarks at Lily. Lily got angry and told them to get out. Malfoy said no and called her 'little flower', my pet name for her. It only angered Lily even more and she started pushing the four of them out of the compartment. She then started to push then up the corridor. Before the flash, Lily had yelled at them that only I am allowed to call her 'little flower' and right as she pushed them a final time, there was a flash of white light in between Lily's hands and the boys. They all flew backwards, unconscious. Lily hit me because I was right behind her. I don't know how far the others went before they landed. All I know is that they were all unconscious. I didn't pay attention to them, just Lily."
"You say she was angry," Dumbledore said curiously.
"Yes, Professor. I've never seen her so angry before."
"I see," Dumbledore said. "You'd better be getting down to the feast, Remus. Goodness knows your friends will want to know what's happening."
"If you please, Professor, I'd rather stay with Lily. I wouldn't be able to concentrate knowing she's up here."
Just then, Professor McGonnagal came in with Malfoy, Snape, Crabbe, and Goyle, each on a stretcher. She had each stretcher go to a bed and then the stretchers disappeared. She then left for the sorting ceremony.
Dumbledore turned back to Remus. "Remus, you must understand that I'm not quite sure when Lily will wake. If you feel as though you need to be here, though, you may stay."
Remus nodded while looking at Lily. "I understand, Professor, and thank you."
"I, unfortunately, must go down to the feast. But as soon as I can I shall be back up in this wing. I would truly like to know what's going on." Dumbledore left for the feast.
Remus was in the hospital wing all night. He fell asleep in a chair beside Lily's bed. Dumbledore came in after the feast to try and find out what more could have happened than anyone knew. He put a blanket over Remus after he transfigured his chair into a bed.
Dumbledore went to Lily. She still was unconscious. Looking over at the others, Dumbledore could tell they were still unconscious as well. He picked up one of Lily's hands and looked at the palm. There, in the middle of her palm, was some sort of mark. He looked at her other palm and saw it there too. Then he went over to the closest of the boys' bed, which was Lucius's. Peering closely at Lucius's shirt, he noticed a tear in it, very like the mark on Lily's hands. He went back over to Lily. The mark on her palms was fainter than it had been when first discovered.
Dumbledore walked over to Madam Pomfrey's office and woke her up. "Poppy, I want to show you something." He walked over to Lily's bed and showed the nurse the mark. It was even more faint.
Madam Pomfrey looked at the mark and gasped. "I can't believe I didn't even notice that, Headmaster. What do you think it is?"
"I believe," Dumbledore said, "that it is a symbol of an ancient magic."
"But what kind, Albus?"
"I'm not sure, Poppy. I'm not sure. Tell me, what does it look like to you?"
Madam Pomfrey looked closely at the mark, which was growing fainter by the minute. "Well," she said slowly, "it looks like a partially squared off spiral."
Dumbledore nodded. "That's what I thought, too."
Over in the other beds, the boys were starting to stir. Lucius looked around him, saw the professors, and asked, "Where am I?"
"You are in the hospital wing, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore answered. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I was hit in the head with a bludger," he said. Madam Pomfrey went to work. She got each of the boys a potion to make them fall back asleep.
"Poppy," Dumbledore said when the boys were asleep, "the boys' shirts are torn with the mark on Miss Evans's palm. Would you please—"
"Already on it, Headmaster," Poppy interrupted. "Repairo." The boys' shirts were instantly mended.
"Thank you, Poppy. Please inform me instantly if Miss Evans condition changes."
"Of course, Headmaster."
Dumbledore left the room to go to the library. He called various books about ancient forms of magic to him and then went to his office.
Over the night, the mark on Lily's palms became fainter and fainter until they disappeared completely.