LILY KILLED JILY, Or Did She?
CHAPTER 28:
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"Lily Evans, as the newest member of our little group!"
Dumbledore introduced Lily to the other members of the order, and many of them knew her already.
"I'm going home!" James told her, "I am still on vacation, for..." He looked at his wrist watch. "A few more hours."
"Lily Evans!" Dumbledore said, "In the office for your first task!"
"Already?" James said slowly, "Well, see you at home!"
He waved to her, and went outside. James was still limping, and his hands were scratched with the Dark Magic marks. James Potter walked out of the Order's secret place.
He came outside, and took a deep breath. It was nice to be out, and not worry about something. He thought about picking some food on the way. He didn't feel like making anything. He certainly didn't wanted to eat anything of Lily's cooking.
James went into Honeydukes, and picked up some chocolates for Remus. He chose different flavors, dark and slightly bitter chocolate for Sirius. The caramel fillings for Lily. And took some new flavors for to check them out. Then he bought butterbeers, and firewhisky. Vegetables and fruits from the corner. Then he ducked in to a milk shop, and bought himself a milkshake, and started walking the few blocks home. To the upper east side. His parents used to bring him and Sirius there on Saturday nights. They used to walk the blocks home.
He took the a sip, skipping slowly, and moving at a slow pace. Whistling. It was like, he walking down memory lane. He looked around, and remembered all the times he had with Sirius. So care free and amazing.
"Ahhhh!" It happened all so suddenly, that James didn't realize. He didn't have enough time to fight back. He was knocked unconscious.
The Death Eaters had seen him, James was apparated away with the two masked Death Eaters, who had been following him from the sweet shop.
"Wake up!"
He was shook roughly.
"This is not your home. idiot!"
James was slapped right across the face, the severed scar on the face was cut open. His glasses were cracked from the left side. He was chained to a chair.
"Tell me, where is the Secret Place of the Order." A blonde bloke stood in front of him.
"Come on, tell us!" The other death eater, in the room, came forward, he looked vicious. He was shorter than the blonde one. But he was stronger. He jabbed his nails in James's throat. "Tell me!"
His angry sparkling, grey, eyes bored in to James's soft hazel ones.
"Never!" James croaked. "Never."
The Death Eater laughed.
"Let's see, you used a muggle way of fighting us off the other day," The blonde man said, "We intend to do it the same way. falling down to your pathetic standards."
"I know you, not that it would matter to me," James spat in his face, "but you are a muggle born."