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"Oi, Potter!" James heard someone shout down the hallway. He huffed, annoyed, and turned around to glare at the person that happened to come across him after his detention with Sprout. It seemed like Sprout wanted to torture him since she made him clean pots right near the window, where he could just faintly hear the game. No one ever expected Hufflepuffs to be mean, but James will tell you; it's the quite ones you have to worry about.
"Annabelle?"
Her normally bright, shiny red hair was windblown and about two shades darker from sweat and dirt. Her uniform was rumpled; one side was streaked with grass stains from what would have probably been a spectacular fall. It probably just looked serious when it happened; she walked with no limp and she didn't appear to be in any pain.
She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and smiled down at the small boy, "I heard what you did in Herbology. The whole team did in fact. So since we've won our game we're having a fun day tomorrow. What do you say to joining us?"
"Hell yes!" James exclaimed, nodding his head so quickly his glasses flew off his face. Both of them reached out to catch the spectacles. It was surprisingly James's hand that wrapped around the frames, leaving the star chaser's hand empty while extended midair. Annabelle looked at him with appraising eyes.
"What?" James asked, putting his glasses back on.
She moved her hand back to her side and tilted her head to the side, "You would have a good chaser. I know my opinion doesn't matter since I'm gone next year, but that also means my spot is open. I'll have to talk to Longbottom, but if he has any sense as a captain and you're reflexes are just as good catching at quaffle, let's just say that you should invest in a good broom over the summer." She clapped him on the shoulder before she ran off somewhere.
James looked in front of him. There was no one. He looked behind him. Deciding that he was indeed alone, he threw his fist in the air and started jumping up and down.
"YES!"
There was a creak and James froze mid dance. His eyes widened and he strained his ears to hear if anyone was coming near. He heard soft footsteps coming from behind him. He jumped a foot in the air and sprinted towards the common room faster than you could say Quidditch. His loud footsteps echoed off the walls, covering up the soft snickering.
The next morning James was insufferable. He sat through breakfast in silence only after Elyse threatened to silence him after he harassed them to hurry up. He had pushed them to eat quicker because he wanted to get down to the pitch, but his muggleborn friend wanted to eat her meal in peace.
Deciding that he was too bored, he saw his goblet of water, his wand, and the back of Snape's head. As quietly as he could, he pulled out his wand and whispered, "Wingardium Leviosa"
The goblet slowly floated towards the Slytherin table. No one noticed the floating goblet between the tables because most of Gryffindor was recovering from last night's party and Slytherin was still bitter about last night's loss.
Remus had just looked up from his book when he saw the glittering goblet that was just beginning to tip over.
"James!" He whisper shouted and hit James's arm roughly.
With the magic no longer affecting the cup, it completely tipped over and soaked Snape from head to toe. He stood up with an enraged yell and spun to look at a laughing James Potter. When Sirius realized what James had done, he started to choke on his drink. Ursula, who was also chuckling, pushed over her goblet of pumpkin juice towards her brother, "Here you go you fool."
"Hey, need some shampoo Snivellus?" Sirius taunted once he caught his breath.
Elyse and Peter were both laughing behind their hands, but their shoulders shook with suppressed laughter. Ben and Remus just shared a look at each other as if to ask 'Do we really hang out with these buffoons?' they looked at their laughing friends and then back at each other with smiles on their faces, 'Yes, yes we do.'
Snape, humiliated in front of Gryffindors and Slytherins alike, grabbed his plate of food and flung it over the tables, sending it flying towards James. James, who was laughing at Sirius's comment didn't see what was coming towards him. Ursula was about to push him out of the way, but he didn't need to worry.
It was almost like magic when the plate suddenly spun a little to the right and ended up hitting Ursula in the head. The weight of the plate combined with the force it had practically knocked the girl unconscious. Some people say that stars dot their vision, but for Ursula, little snitches started flying around in front of her. Elyse and James reacted quickly to grab her shoulders to keep her upright.
The smile was instantly gone from Sirius's face. No one, no one, hurt his sister and got away with it. Anger ran through his veins when he saw some blood run from a small cut on her forehead. He jumped from his seat and spun towards the Slytherin table,
"SNAPE!" He shouted before charging over to the table. Thankfully Remus and Ben grabbed his arms and pulled him back towards the Gryffindor side of the Hall. They were angry with the Snape too, but knowing Sirius's overprotective side, he would do much worse to Snape than he might have deserved.
"Amycus!" A voice farther down the table shouted. The flying plate had caught the attention of some of the older students. Jacob Spinnet, a beater for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and a fifth year student, stood up with his wand drawn.
Amycus smiled at the younger boy and casually spun his wand between his fingers while his sister Alecto Carrow laughed,
"What are you going to do about it, Gryffie?" Amycus taunted. Seconds later, a bright light flashed across the hall and before Amycus had time to react, he was soaring through the air. He landed with a sickening crack against the stone floors. He cried out in pain and grabbed his left arm tightly against his body.
By then the teachers were running towards the students. Practically all of the students were standing, their wands drawn to duel. But when the teachers arrived most of them put their wands down and eventually got back to their own conversations. But those that were closest to where the fight started, stayed vigilant, expecting the enemy to attack when their backs were turned.
The world had just stopped spinning for Ursula when McGonagall and Slughorn got between the two rival houses.
"What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall all but shrieked at them. Slughorn had raced over to his student and began to examine his arm. It was only with gentle coaching that Amycus let the professor tend to him broken arm. Deciding that it was indeed broken, Slughorn helped Carrow to his feet and led him to the Hospital Wing. McGonagall on the other hand, was left to dole out the punishment.
"Mr. Spinnet, I cannot fathom why you would do such a thing! This rivalry with Slytherin has to end immediately! Sadly, I am left with no choice but to-"
She was cut off by an angry Jacob, "Professor, Carrow charmed the plate so that it would hit Ursula in the head! I don't give a damn what house someone is in but when they hurt a member of my house, I'm sure as hell going to fight back!"
McGonagall was looking angrier and angrier by the second, "And why, pray tell, would there be a plate flying towards Gryffindor table?" She said, giving him a look of complete disbelief and annoyance.
Jacob shrugged agitated that McGonagall wasn't really listening to him, "I don't know professor! All I know is that there was a plate being thrown towards Potter, the plate changed course right before it hit him, and then it practically knocked Black unconscious! I was just defending my house. It's a quality you should be familiar with; it's a 'Gryffindor' quality." He held his hands up before he sat back down. He stared up at his head of house as if daring her to refute his claim.
She sighed, closed her eyes, and rubbed her forehead. She may be a Gryffindor, but she never remembered her housemates being this troublesome or this violent. She opened her eyes and focused on the Black twins. Sirius was currently standing next to his sister, fussing over her head wound. The blood had started to drip into her eyes while Sirius pressed the napkin to her forehead to try to stop the bleeding.
"Miss Black, let me see your head," McGonagall ordered, concern for her student's health overshadowing her annoyance with her wand-happy students.
Sirius slowly removed the napkin, Ursula wincing as he did, to show her. The wound was not deep; it would heal on its own in a couple of weeks. But there was an ugly bruise already forming on her forehead and McGonagall worried about a concussion or brain damage. The amount of blood she was losing also worried her.
"Take her to the hospital wing immediately." She ordered Sirius, he tone much calmer and full of worry than it had been in the last five minutes.
Sirius nodded and gently and slowly helped Ursula stand on her own. The rest of the hall watches as she walked out of the room, weaving back and forth a bit while her brother tried to keep her steady. Every now and again she would stumble but Sirius kept her standing, taking most of her weight on his own shoulders.
Once they were out of sight, McGonagall turned her sharp gave to James.
"Why was someone throwing a plate at you?" She asked, knowing that he had to do something wrong.
James looked up at her with innocent eyes, "I don't know what you are talking about Professor. Honestly, I was just sitting here with my friends silently; Elyse had threatened to silence me if I talked."
She raised her eyebrow in disbelief, "You expect me to believe that you did absolutely nothing wrong here?"
He nodded very quickly, "I was just laughing out of joy that I got to practice with the Quidditch team and I think Severus thought I was laughing about him. So out of nowhere, this plate was flying at me." James was trying to look innocent but guilt started to build up in his heart. Ursula had gotten hurt because of something stupid he had done.
"LIAR! He poured a drink over my head!" Snape shouted, enraged that Potter was lying.
"Quite, Mr. Snape; I will listen to your side of the story in a moment." McGonagall said, shushing him before turning back to James, "And how would explain that he is indeed covered in water?"
James shrugged a small almost undetectable smirk on his lips, "I don't know; he must have just assumed that it was me."
"NO! I KNOW POTTER HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!" Snape practically screamed.
"Mr. Snape!" McGonagall scolded, shocked at the usually quiet student causing such a ruckus, "Mr. Potter is obviously not the only person in this hall capable of using a levitation charm! It is possible that someone else poured the cup of water on your head. There would have been an investigation into the incident, but because of your rash behavior, there will be none and I will take fifteen points from Slytherin for unnecessary violence."
Snape stood there gaping at the teacher. When she turned her back to face the Gryffindors again, his look morphed into one of pure hate as he glared at Potter. James, who was just out of McGonagall's peripheral vision, was arrogantly smirking at his friends and fist bumped Peter behind his back so she wouldn't see and turn her wrath back on him.
"Mr. Spinnet, you must attend detention with Hagrid tonight and for the next two days as well. Feel lucky that I am not suspending you from the team." She added when she saw him open his mouth to protest his punishment. Annabelle put a hand on his shoulder to silence her fellow chaser before he got himself kicked off the team right before the Quidditch Cup.
"What about Carrow?" Ben asked, speaking up.
She turned back towards the group of first years. James was instantly back to the face of pure innocence.
"While it is none of your concern Mr. White, he will receive punishment for his actions. In the meantime, however, I suggest that you go visit your friend in the hospital wing."
They all nodded before they quickly walked out of the Hall. Snape watched, still standing, as they walked away. While the rest of the students got back to dinner, the Slytherin boy glared at their retreating backs.
They are going to pay for what they did; especially Potter. Severus would make sure of that.
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