Author Note:
Due to this chapter being primarily James centred, Lily's passages will appear in third person as it can become confusing if two people are using 'I' to refer to their thoughts, feelings, and actions. Sorry, it's been a while since I've published but I hope you appreciate this longer than usual chapter.
Chapter 6 …and Revenge
And now for a special James edition of the first Quidditch match of fifth-year
I woke up with a foreign feeling. My stomach felt weird, it felt worse than the day in fourth-year when I was…something.
"Rise and shine!" Padfoot practically sings, bashing his pillow on my face.
"I'm up! I'm up!" I jumped out of bed and rubbed my stomach.
"First match as Gryffindor Quidditch captain!" Wormtail cheered, patting my shoulder.
Moony growled awake. I slipped on my glasses and I made my way to the bathroom.
"Take deep breaths in and out, have a light breakfast, and remember how good of a Chaser, and most importantly, a leader you are!" Moony bellows from his bed, curtains still shut defiantly.
"Are you implying I'm nervous-" That's the feeling. And most importantly, how dare he?
"I just thought-"
"Because I'm not!" I snap back.
"…I just thought I'd help" Moony murmurs.
I slam the bathroom door behind me, and then breath in and out. Once I've had a light breakfast I'll feel better. I face the mirror and remind myself of my amazing performance showcased in my two years on the Quidditch pitch that has led me to be crowned Captain. Maybe I am nervous, but nobody needs to know that. I am James Potter and I have nothing to be nervous about. Asking Lily Evans out doesn't count. It's not like I have much competition if the likes of Snivellus are my only serious competitors. Needless to mention the sorry saps who thought they could even think about asking her out, especially after I declared my intentions.
"Hurry up James! Are you doing your make-up in there?" Padfoot yelled, ever the joker.
"Oh so that's what I found in your suitcase!" I yelled back.
I finished up, in what seemed like forever to Padfoot, but was really just five minutes.
"Emmeline and I" Emmeline turns and smiles, "had fun" Padfoot repeats for the umpteenth time.
"On Friday" Moony, Wormtail, and I chime.
"On Friday" Padfoot reiterates, like a teacher confirming his students' knowledge.
"I can't believe you've already gotten laid" Wormtail pipes up in admiration.
"If you haven't shown potential by this stage…" Padfoot looks at Moony provokingly
"Hey!" Moony retaliates to the silent implications.
"Which oddly enough had me thinking-" I started, staring at the Snivelling excuse for Lily's mate, that is currently boring holes into her beautiful back.
"-Will Snivellus ever get laid?" Padfoot finished
"Alcohol is a powerful substance" Moony quipped, earning himself a round of snorting.
"Yeah…he can hold a witch at wand point too, it has to be that combination" Wormtail added.
I glanced at Lily to gauge her reaction. She was frowning. Yet, still pretty. A pretty safe distance that is. She couldn't reprimand us for holding a private conversation, that I know she's eavesdropping in. I run my hand through my hair and cock an eyebrow. She huffs and turns away. Her hair is so nice. Her eyes are so-
"-I don't think I'll ever get a girl" Wormtail lamented. I'm sure there's a witch somewhere out there who'd date him by Marauder association alone.
"Me too…Who's going to like someone like me?" Moony sighed. I looked rather downcast as I took in the full meaning of Moony's comment. Surely, a bloke like Moony sensitive, nice, a bit of a looker on a good day should have any pick of the girls. But the world just wants to label good hearted people like Moony out of existence, just because of something that was inflicted on him. I shake my head and take a bite of the scrambled egg.
"Oh, cheer up lads!" Padfoot cried.
"Padfoot is right! We'll scour the lands!" I proposed.
"Sail the seas!" Padfoot joins in. We put our arms on each other's shoulders and continue in mirth. I am starting to feel so much lighter, I'm prepared for the match.
"Fight dragons and trolls!"
"For maidens…for these" Padfoot pointed his fork across the table at the lonely souls.
I heard the soft giggling of some of the Gryffindor girls. But I looked to Lily's reaction. She quickly turns away from me when our eyes briefly meet and snorts into her plate. Mary and Marlene look slightly bewildered by her actions. She looks so beautiful when she's happy. For just a second I was able to see the glimmer of happiness light up her green eyes. The same luscious green I fly over with my broom. She pats her hair, for no reason since her long red hair is already perfect. The same red hair that dances in my dreams. I am always running, flying, swimming but I am always some distance away. Maybe if I do well today she will see how great a flyer and leader I am. I mean who ignores the Gryffindor captain?
"Na, na" Moony commented to something.
"You lot haven't convinced me" Wormtail grumbled, staring at the bacon on his fork before sombrely chewing it.
"You can wield the ancient sword of Gryffindor…it's bound to attract someone to you! Women like chivalry" I point out.
"So do I put the blade underneath her chin?" Wormtail inquired confused
"What to cut off her beard?" Padfoot managed to say through a fit of giggles. Moony is already at the barking stage of laughter.
"Yes do that," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes afterwards.
"Does it really work?" Wormtail ignorantly persisted.
"Well, how do you think Potter gets all the girls? That's probably the reason why I haven't gone out with him!" Lily said. She blushes as she realises she has just vocalised what must have been a thought.
"You've got it on the money Lily!" Moony laughed.
Padfoot and Wormtail also snicker at my expense. I glare at my 'mates' and begin to articulate an answer, involving an invitation, to fully take advantage of Lily's happy and undivided attention when I'm painfully interrupted by Padfoot.
"That and his inability to make the perfect Amortentia" he adds.
I nudge him hard.
"You know you ruined my potion!" I complained.
Lily laughed a little loudly at us. She really does have a nice laugh. A good sense of humor. She is easily the smartest girl in our year, maybe even the entire school. I smile at her, and before she realised what she was doing, she smiled back. I ran my hand through my hair, my stomach feeling funny again.
"I've always liked a girl who could growl," Padfoot whispers in my ear.
I realised I had been staring at the table after the joyous moment, and looked up to see Lily's mouth contorted into a threatening scowl, made towards the curious glances of Emmeline, Dorcas, and other members of Gryffindor.
"Honestly, Padfoot!" I reprimand, and to my amazement Lily turns to me and mimics my crooked grin.
Something fluttered.
More specifically on to Lily's plate. She picks up, what all curious parties on the table can now identify as, a piece of parchment. It quickly transforms into a paper Lily. Lily smiles at this and pulls one of the petals allowing for the parchment to loosen into a flat legible state.
"Who's it from?" Mary asks.
"Sev…Severus" she says almost cooingly, but then amends to a more professional manner. Like I care.
Padfoot senses the change in mood.
"Traitor," he said loudly, although he covered his mouth and faced Wormtail, Moony and I exclusively.
Why that Snivelling little bas-
"I can't believe someone like her hangs out with filth like him" Wormtail spat, rather boldly.
Moony remains characteristically silent on the topic, taking a sudden interest in the food on his plate.
The owls fly in and Moony scans the Daily Prophet. I think of many of the possible ways in which Snivellus could complete his greatest life into the Great Lake and stay underwater wandless...holding his breath for a day or two.
"Anything interesting?" Padfoot asks at length.
...Get swallowed by the Giant Squid.
"Hopefully, those de-death-troublemakers have calmed down now" Wormtail squeaks.
He could just jump off the astronomy tower…No that's too bloody.
"Those" he coughed "Darned Death Eaters again!" Moony complains loudly.
I glare at Moony and then glare at Lily. She looks up, but I look back quickly, so she doesn't suspect me of having stared at notices.
"She lost us all those points too! It's like she's on the side of the Slytherins...Traitor…Snivellus." Is all I catch in my angry state. It's probably all Wormtail said with the look Lily shot him with.
"If only he could get lost in the forbidden forest…and stay there!" I lament.
"That's not a bad-" Padfoot starts.
"I'm going to the Quidditch pitch early, meet me there later" I cut off, stalking out of the Great Hall.
The Great Hall is nearly empty, Sirius, Remus and Peter, along with some latecomers to Breakfast remain. Sirius looks around to make sure their plan is not overheard.
"We haven't planned a good prank in a while…" Sirius began.
"I was thinking I could put some of the leftover purple goo on Evans' arm" Peter proclaimed proudly.
Sirius looked down at Peter, shaking his head, even Remus looked down at him at the mediocracy of the suggested prank.
"I-I'm still doing it, anyway," Peter said defiantly.
"That's it, Peter! Use all that Gryffindor bravery for the exceptional things" Sirius said dryly.
"Nothing dangerous" Remus finally piped up, tapping his prefect badge.
Sirius charms Remus' prefect badge to read 'Marauder'.
"There! Now, I was thinking we could have Lily-"
"She's not going to be at the party today, she purposely volunteered to do rounds with Sna-Snivellus this evening" Remus interjected.
"Urgh! I wanted to make tonight a good night for him! Especially as he'll have his first victory today!" The Gryffindor victory was oddly conceived as fact, even though, Gryffindor lost to Slytherin last year.
"How are you going to get Lily in Prongs' arms?" Peter inquired.
"We could give him a surprise…give him a little adventure…" Sirius smirked.
"Who will this be an adventure for?!" Remus demanded.
"Have your Defence Against the Dark Arts essay on the Patronus on my bed…for after the Quidditch match" Sirius told Remus.
"What are you going to do to my essay?!" Remus asked horrified.
"Oi! Oi!" Peter jeered.
They all share a laugh.
The Quidditch match is about to start and the feeling in my stomach is gone. There is nothing like the feeling of the air against your skin to calm you down. I look at my teammates and nod.
"Johnson this is your last year…make it the one where they remember you as the chaser that scored the second most goals" Johnson laughed appreciatively.
"Padf-Sirius! I don't need to tell you to beat the 's' out of those snakes"
"They'll be left naked" He assured. Padfoot and I grinned at the joke.
"They're calling us" fourth-year seeker Beatrice Hollingby announces.
We line up in order and fly at the sound of our names. The feeling of the broom and the air again produces the familiar contradictions of security and danger.
I shake Slytherin Quidditch captain Emma Vanity's hand, but by the passion in her blue eyes, I know this match will not be fair.
Lily arrives an hour and a half into the match. After 10 minutes of searching, she finally found Mary and Marlene seated next to the teacher's booth.
"I decided to come, I hope I wasn't missed too much" Lily tried to make an attempt at cockiness but she smiled revealing the falseness of the act.
"I think I have a chance next year" Marlene comments, returning to the match with the aid of her spyglass.
Mary shakes her head, but moves closer to Marlene, indicating that Lily should take a seat.
"I'm a bit bored" she nods her head towards Marlene "of all this Quidditch jargon, I'm just in it for the goals and the violence…not the technique!"
"How much violence?" Lily asked excitedly, hoping for a Potter related fowl.
"None for Potter! You disloyal-!"
"Honestly! The Slytherins have ONE job! Play as foully as they usually do and they can't even do that!" Lily exclaimed.
Professor McGonagall turns towards Lily from the raised teacher's booth and narrows her eyes at her.
"Miss Evans! Whose side are you on?!" Professor McGonagall yelled incredulously.
"The side she belongs on if you ask me!" Professor Slughorn laughed heartily.
The announcer claims Gryffindor is ahead of Slytherin by forty points thanks to the effective strategies implemented by new Gryffindor captain Potter.
"I'm sure she's mistaken" Lily sighs loudly to no one in particular "With Potter's fat arrogant head on that stick how could the broom possibly hold the weight of a qua-"
"Miss Evans!"
"And Gryffindor has caught the snitch! They have clawed back the lead they need to win the House cup!" the announcer cried.
Professor McGonagall literally jumps for joy, patting Professor Slughorn's shoulder patronisingly.
Lily growls, but then quickly realises that she has evening rounds today. Eventhough she will be missing a party, she will avoid the jubilation and illegal intoxication that she will be bound to punish. She doesn't want to be the killjoy again.
Dinner was glorious. Three rounds of "Potter the Captain, Potter our Hero" was started up and died down, throughout the meal. I demanded a victory date from Lily but she vehemently refused. The whole Quidditch team were sitting together to soak up the glory, and with the playful flirting Beatrice and I embarked on, at least on the outside I didn't miss Lily's lack of enthusiasm. I absentmindedly ran my hand through my hair and cocked a grin whilst talking to Beatrice. Her blueish green eyes twinkled in delight, she scratched her curly golden blonde hair and smiled in response. I heard an indignant 'hmph' from her but she declined the invitation so why should she make a fuss.
"I can't wait for the party" Beatrice whispers leaning into my ear.
"Seal the deal mate" Padfoot hissed in my other ear.
"Yeah it's going to be good! There'll be some special punch… It'll even loosen the likes of EVANS over there"
Beatrice leans away from me and Padfoot slaps his forehead. Lily glares at me, but I know she is secretly excited.
The excited party of Gryffindors head to the common room. A few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaw tap my shoulder, I nod to confirm their silent request to join the party later on.
"Be there at 7:30 so we can let you in" I continued. They all nodded and rushed off to change in their common rooms. Only the best-dressed girls and maybe the odd guy can come and celebrate with the likes of me. My thoughts then drifted to Lily and her fitted red jumper and short corduroy skirt. She could come in anything she wanted and she'd never be denied entrance anywhere. If I could help it anyways.
Moony and Wormtail had skipped dinner to prepare the common room for the common room party. So I was pleasantly surprised when I saw the decorations and snacks nicely displayed in the common room that had been arranged to fit the occasion.
A series of excited voices indicated admiration from the party that had arrived filled the room. Moony and Wormtail walked over to Padfoot and I, who had positioned ourselves near the fireplace.
"So we got the Butterbeer-" Wormtail began.
"Forget Butterbeer! what about the Dykdrak? Did you make the special punch or will I have to do it at my own victory party?" I snapped.
"Cool it Prongs, Evans won't be at the party long enough to get frisky, besides we have a little surprise for you," Padfoot consoled, gripping my shoulder.
"Yeah a surprise-" Wormtail adds, it sounds like he was going to reveal something before he was cut off.
"-Right Moony!" Padfoot shoots Moony a look, to which Moony nods half-heartedly.
I smile. I love surprises.
Despite the nonchalance in which Lily regarded the Gryffindor common room party, she found herself enjoying the warm social atmosphere. She had changed into a red dress, with a gypsy style top and a lose flowy bottom that reached her knees. She didn't plan on dressing up, especially as she would be leaving for rounds at 8pm, but Mary had convinced her that since she'd only be gone for an hour she would come back to a party in full swing, with occupants that would notice if she was under dressed. She put on her cloak and put her Gryffindor scarf into her enlarged cloak pocket for the drafty corridors.
At 7:50 Lily left to meet Severus outside the Entrance Hall to begin their rounds. She hadn't noticed that Black, Remus and Pettigrew had been missing from the party for fifteen minutes now. Potter put it down to his surprise. Although, his heart plummeted when he saw her go.
As soon as Lily exited the common room she felt a wave of coldness that she had not anticipated. The warmth of socialisation and mirth certainly warmed the spirit and the body it seemed. She pulled out her scarf and wrapped it around her neck, she closed the clip of her cloak and looked back at the portrait of the Fat Lady.
As if on command it opened. None other than man of the hour stepped out. She raised her eyebrows and waited.
"You never congratulated me, you know" Potter began softly. She noted how inviting this form of speech was.
"Well you don't need any more people telling you how good you are…do you?" she responds, a little too flirtatiously, for her liking.
He beams delightedly at her response.
"Well I wouldn't mind if you-"
"I've got to go and do my rounds…Severus is waiting for me" She cuts him off to try and make up for her earlier response.
"Don't spend too much time than is necessary with the prat-"
"Prat?! That's my best friend you are talking about!"
"But he is a prat! Him and his gang of Death Eater enthusiasts-"
"Don't go around making accusations! By the way, you bully innocent members of the Hogwarts population-"
"Those fourth-year Slytherin demons?!"
"Yes those demons-I mean students... just go and enjoy your party, it's stupid to assume that someone as arrogant as you can lead Gryffindor to victory"
"Where do you get off-"
"Potter doesn't equal team! 'I' doesn't mean team!"
"What do you know? I bet you're supporting Slytherin too!"
She walked away fuming. The Fat Lady can be heard consoling him in the distance but Lily is already out of earshot before she could here Potter tell The Fat Lady to shut her Fat portrait hole.
After five minutes of speed-walking, Lily met a very disheveled Severus. Severus had been practicing the Imperius curse with Rosier, Mulciber, and Avery in a conveniently abandoned classroom. The group bumping into Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew, who had just come from outside, resulted in an altercation that led him to this state. It was nearly curfew and Severus felt justified in hexing them, which led to an expected backlash, resulting in his current state.
"Are you okay Sev?" She asked gently.
"Stupid Marauders!"
"Tell me about it" She shakes her head, "Come on let's-"
"I've got to go and change…" Lily had tried to be polite about the smell, but she let Severus' direct her to what must be a dung bomb stain on his cloak.
"Okay I'll just wait here," Lily said, pulling out her wand as he ran towards his common room. She didn't doubt that Severus needed to change, but they had wands for a reason, a good Scourgify would have sufficed. She hoped he was not going to do something bad.
"YAY!" "THAT WAS FUN" " LET'S GO IN TO THE FOREST"
Without thinking twice, Lily ran outside of the building.
"Your surprise is ready!" Wormtail beamed.
"Your adventure awaits" Padfoot continued. Moony looked around and was just beginning to formulate a casual whistle, when Padfoot elbowed him in the stomach.
"Godric's sake!" Moony was about to punch Padfoot in the arm when Padfoot poised his fist for a punch and smirked menacingly.
"For fu…Fine! Prongs to save your fair maiden from the grasps of the evil Snivellus, follow the will 'o' wisps to the Forbidden Forest and…just get her!"
"That wasn't so hard! Was it?" Moony glared at Wormtail who had claimed he would not be able to remember the words.
"Why is Lily in the Forbidden Forest? I mean-"
"Well Sir Prongs, Evans needs to learn how to stop preventing people's quest for fun" Sirius grinned, rubbing his chin knowingly, but as he only had a few hairs it looked comical.
"And what better way to do that than to have her and her precious Snivellus Snake wander through it a bit, to teach them a lesson" Wormtail finished.
I could feel the blood draining from my face.
"Relax a little Prongs" Moony surprisingly assured "We mapped out a safe path for them to follow, the worst their going to come across is, at least one wandering baby Acromantula… and both of them firing a good stupefy should be enough to subdue them…but go quickly to 'rescue her and him'"
"Don't worry Snivellus will probably have a broken leg or something so he'll be in stupifying justification, a Wingardium Leviosa with accidental steering is surely enough to vent out your anger, especially with a very grateful Evans..." Padfoot nudges me twice and winks.
"I don't even think you guys know Lily," Remus muttered.
It sounded like a very interesting way to celebrate my first Quidditch win as captain. I smiled at my best mates and made my way out, passing a rather intoxicated Beatrice who gave me a sloppy kiss on the neck, before I could speed away. I jogged quite merrily through the halls avoiding corridors that are likely to be patrolled by Prefects, but then relaxed when I reached the area Lily and Snivellus were supposed to be patrolling. Unfortunately, a very vexed Snivellus greeted me.
"Po-"
"Petrificus Totalus" I called out quickly, the full body bind working quickly and effectively.
I approach the very sad and despicable glaring body and stare at its horrid face.
"You'll never have her, she's mine," I said simply, before walking out of the building.
I follow the glowing orbs which disappear after me as I pass them. I reach Hagrid's cabin and peak through his window, thinking too late about how perverse the move actually was. Thankfully, Hagrid was fully clothed. He was reading the Daily Prophet, shaking his head, before indulging in a sip of his bucket of tea.
"Hello, Hagrid," I said cheerfully.
"Hello, James" He was not paying attention, his eyes were still on the newspaper. I ran after the next orb in the Forbidden Forest before he could come to his senses. Hopefully, he will think of me as an apparition.
I listen to the sounds of the Forbidden Forest and felt especially brave as it grew darker the further I went in. I summoned a quick Lumos and continued keeping an ear out for my fair maiden. I try and think of any chivalrous verse from the Faerie Queene, the books of poems my father used to read to me. I give up after ten minutes of trying to recall a coherently remembered verse.
"…anyone…please!" I hear from a distance.
I don't know why I wasn't so worried before, especially when I realised Lily must be alone in the Forbidden Forest. I know she is smart but Moony's warning…
I run towards the source of the sound. A silver doe of light rushes towards me. I brace myself for impact but the silver doe dissipates around me.
"Please help me, Potter. I'm in the Forbidden Forest! I went straight through the forest past Hagrid's cabin, I think I turned left for a bit after ten minutes. I don't want to get in trouble…"
This spurs me on to race towards her at quadruple the speed. Without thinking, I had transformed into a stag. That determination we had been practicing for months...I just needed to find mine in her. I stop and transfigure back into a human as there are no more orbs of light to follow.
"LILY!" I yell.
"EVANS TO YOU, YOU PRAT!" Her voice is close. Her humour is intact. I breathe a sigh of relief.
I calmly stroll towards a light omitted from the Lumos spell. Bathed in the light is a beautiful Fairy glittering under the silvery white light of her wand.
"Hurry Up! My leg is broken!" She complained.
"Ever the grateful damsel" I murmured, lifting her to a standing position.
"We need to find that stupid boy, thinking it's fun to-"
"The stupid boy is already back at the castle, I che-"
"Funny that because I recall there being three girls by the sounds of it…I must have got muddled in my state" She amends, glaring straight at me.
I don't know what to say. She caught me-well technically Padfoot, Moony, and Wormtail but I'm not going to snitch on them-and she will think it was my bizarre trick.
"I knew you and your friends were still angry at me! You don't understand! I have to-"
"Be a pompous arse. Why did you call me?" I asked her, hoping for some praise. She didn't seem to appreciate the question.
"Urgh! You of all people! And I sent a Patronus to Severus and Remus too." She cried. I suppressed the annoyance at the mention of Snivellus' name.
"Let me fix your leg and get out of here first"
"No-no,no,no,no,no,no,no don't think you'll be able to hide this!" She looked slightly smug as I winced at the sight of her leg.
"Come on Lily just let me-" I try to point my wand at her broken leg, but she falls away angrily at me.
"YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS!" I refrain from helping her up. "If-if you really care about my safety you'll let Madame Pomfrey do it" She finished. I sighed angrily, maybe I can convince her not to tell on me on the way, besides Evans wouldn't want to be a snitch. Not that I would do anything bad to her, but Padfoot might accidentally do something. I kneel down and wait for her suggest the next course of action comfortable for her. She lifts up her wand and her beautiful face is lit up in the forest of darkness.
Lily was secretly happy that Potter responded to her call, but very soon she realised the very strong disadvantage to doing so. She frowned, threateningly holding her wand to Potter's face. He casually pushes it back, and confidently, yet strangely raspy, says:
"Keep it…you'll need it for-for a long time…spinsters like you are just like everyone else…they need pleasure from beau-for themselves too"
For his information I have been on quite a fair share of Hogsmeade dates! I know I will not end up an unwilling spinster. In fact, if he doesn't stop this ridiculous fixation with me he'll end up the spinster. Can men be spinsters? Oh Godric they're labelled fashionably as Bachelors. Oh, the cruel world. She continues in this train of thought rather vehemently.
She shakes her head in an attempt to dismiss her thoughts. She then catches Potter gazing at her. Yes gazing. She realises he is holding her thigh, in preparation for lifting her broken leg or just to cop a feel. She glares at him fiercely.
"You are very lucky that I am in this vulnerable predicament. I do not want this to last longer than it needs to! Let's go" She hissed.
I nod sheepishly, moving to her side so I could carry her on my back. She scoffs, cocks an eyebrow, and grabs my left shoulder with her right hand. Walking it is. I put my arm around her waist, half lifting her. She leans on my left arm, only as a means of furthering the support my body will give her, but I get excited anyways. We begin to move through the forest, with me pointing my wand towards what I think is the way out. Glowing pink balls of light soon start to appear in front of us, it's either planned or Moony's response to the Patronus Lily cast earlier. But alas thirteen hops forward proved too tiresome for the fair maiden Lilith.
"Potter this isn't working-" She protested.
"I knew it wouldn't I was just waiting till I could carry-"
"You knew and continued anyways"
"You refused to let me carry you before-"
"You never asked"
"Your leg feels nice-"
"What?! Please just Wingardium Leviosa me!"
"I forgot the spell" I said stubbornly. I would be too dumb, to miss such a pleasing situation.
Carrying me bridal style it is. What a night this is turning out to be. Lily lamented.
In the hospital wing Lily was reprimanded by Professor McGonagall for such reckless bravery. Moony scolds himself, Padfoot, Wormtail, and the innocent party that is myself, for such reckless thought. A drunk Padfoot and Wormtail happily correct Moony's outlook with their thoughts of successful revenge, especially after they claimed to have filled Snivellus' dormitory with a fabulous dung surprise. But even after Moony's rants and the snores that followed I couldn't quite get to sleep. There's something special about a girl who would risk her own safety to help what she thought were stupid students. She ran in the dark following voices, apparently-against Moony's instructions-Padfoot didn't light her way. He wanted to teach her a lesson that she shouldn't be brash and do things by herself, but he taught me to admire her bravery and dedication to the safety of others-regardless of how stupid they were.
"Lumos" The soft white light filled the inside of my bed curtains. I closed my eyes and tried to think of her face glowing with the light. My friends were in for a surprise in the morning, but it doesn't compare to the succession of dreams that played in my head. The only one that I care to relate aloud is one of a stag and doe made of a silvery light frolicking through the Forbidden Forest at night.
"You-you need more sleep mate" Padfoot commented, after hearing of my dream.
No, I need her.
Additional Note:
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I wanted to use it as the chapter that gives some insight in to James' crush on her. He's obviously still only 15 so expect exaggerated feelings.
I made up Dykdrak. Dykdrak is like vodka. I used google translate to roughly translate 'Dragon Breath' to Russian 'Dykhaniye drakona'. I don't speak Russian so blame google.
I'm not going to say when I'll have the next update up, but hopefully within a week may be less maybe more.
As always, I appreciate comments, reviews, and any tips.