Ready to hate Lily? This is only going to be a little bit of what she will do/has done. I actually wrote this chappie because of Liz Black. If not for her you might have had to wait for another week or two. You should thank her. bg
Thanks goes out to:
lovemeforever, smittyloveshpfic (lol Thanks. That really was my first piece of romantic smut. Maybe next time it will be something a bit more my writing style. Something...rougher. With kink. g), Karlz4, rosemont419, SiriusRulez, Lost-in-NYC (blushes), xxxxParvati-Patilxxxx (Good. In a lot of my smut it's just sex sex sex. I had a hard time trying to make sure their emotions got across enough for me to be satisfied with the chapter. lol), picky and paranoid, living-is-easy-with-eyes-closed (Yay! No dodging tomatoes for me! snicker), loonymoonyy, Serious Fan, and finally, Liz Black (This chapter is dedicated to you. I'll see what I can do about a cliff. bg And I think I'm going to start making Lily-bashing shirts, too. Hmm, where to start.)
Three days after their night alone together Sirius was back in James's bed, though they were far too exhausted to do much of anything. The weekend had finally arrived and both men reveled in the peace and quiet. Harry was napping in his room, Hedwig bouncing around the kitchen, someone was walking down the hall.
Wait, Sirius frowned, that wasn't right. The only other people that knew the password to James's quarters were Albus, Remus, and Regulus. Reg and Remus wouldn't be back from the muggle cinema until a little after ten and Albus always asked the guardian portrait to tell them he had come to visit. Of course, it could have been one of the elves, but no self-respecting house-elf would make that much noise.
Carefully extracting himself from a slumbering boyfriend, Sirius slipped silently (A/N: Say that one really fast a few times. lol) from the bedroom, grabbing his wand on the way out. The footsteps paused and then he could hear a door opening. Harry's door.
A white flash of fur raced past Sirius and not even ten seconds later Hedwig was inside her boy's room, hissing and trying her best to be intimidating.
"Stupid cat. I should have drowned you when James brought you home."
'Lily!'
Hedwig came sailing out of the room and, with a disgusting crunch, slammed into a wall. Blood pooled around her and she didn't move.
Sirius was angrier than he had ever been. He tried to barge into the room, only to discover the wench had put up wards to keep anyone from making their way down the last half of the hall.
A sleepy "Mommy?" and Sirius felt his blood run cold.
"And you, you little brat. You should've known what would happen when you opened your big mouth."
James was suddenly at his side and they were both desperately trying to tear through the warding.
The sharp sound of a palm hitting skin echoed along with Harry's terrified sobbing. Both sounds continued, the former growing louder, the latter becoming nothing more than strangled sobs.
Finally, FINALLY, James tore down the last ward and they were able to run into Harry's room. Immediately rushing to his son, James left Sirius to deal with Lily.
And deal with her he would.
A simple banishing charm would have worked, or even a body-bind, but Sirius was far too angry to consider something as simple as that. As soon as he had her unable to scream in the living room, curses his mother had used on him flew from his lips. A curse to rip out her hair and one to rot her teeth. Her skin turned red from an overdone tanning charm and Lily struggled as a charm (usually involved in much more pleasurable activities) began to rain what felt like millions of smacks along her burned body. None of it was actually illegal, and Sirius desperately yearned to cast something much more gruesome. Maybe the charm that ripped off large chunks of skin followed by something that caused internal bleeding?
"Sirius, that's enough, child."
Wrinkled hands carefully took the wand from Sirius's hand. Albus had enough sense to stand in front of him afterwards, knowing all too well that the man was likely to physically attack the la...monster curled up on the floor.
"The aurors are on their way, Sirius. Let them handle it from here."
He nodded, shakily, and ran back to Harry's room. James sat on the toddler's bed, clutching his son desperately to his chest. Sirius watched them rocking for a bref moment before joining them, wrapping his arms around them both.
"Hedwig?" Harry called. "Here girl."
Sirius choked back a sob of his own. "Harry, Hedwig got thrown against the wall really hard. She-"
"Mrow."
Staring in disbelief, James and Sirius both watched as a red stained kitten crawled into Harry's lap.
You all knew I couldn't kill off Hedwig.