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Conjoining Generations by buttercupcake
Chapter 13 : The Marauders; Unable to Defend
 
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Minutes turned into hours and hours turned into days. Remus and Sirius and the Trio had been avoiding each other since Sirius's little outburst in the common room for about a week now. James and Lily were highly confused though as both groups seemed to be avoiding them for reasons unknown. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave them suspicious looks whenever they got within eye sight while Remus and Sirius had been avoiding them completely. It was highly confusing.

Adding to the confusion, their Professors had given them loads of homework, none of it being anything practical. Both groups were stuck in, separate, parts of the Library half the time or holed up somewhere with books towering around them.

The lessons were absolutely boring, reviewing basic spells and such with an extremely long lecture. Which, of course, was followed by foot upon foot of essays. The Marauders didn't even have time to prank anymore. Seventh year was tough.

They had finally made it to Friday and the last lesson of the day. But, unfortunately, the last lesson happened to be Potions. James and Lily stood to one side of the corridor and Sirius and Remus to the other. James had tried to approach them all this week but they always ran off. Lily, deciding to take pity, hung around with him to try and cheer him up a bit.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron also stood in the queue outside Snapes classroom. But they were much closer to the door and all three had their backs turned on the "transfer" students. They whispered quietly to themselves and occasionally threw suspicious glances over their shoulders.

James glanced at the separate parties and sighed. He turned his attention to Lily, who had her nose stuck in a book. "Why are they avoiding us?" he asked in a saddened tone.

Lily sighed and marked her page quickly before closing her book. They had been through this conversation so many times this week it was somewhat sickening. "Look. I don't know why they're avoiding us but I'm sure they have a good reason," she assured him and offered a small smile.

There was a humorous scoff from behind them and the two turned to see Draco Malfoy and his cronies scowling at them.

"You think the Golden Trio has a good reason for avoiding you? I'll tell you what it is. It's because they don't want to be seen with a mudblood and a blood traitor, not like they're any better" he sneered.

James was about to jump at Malfoy's throat once more but Lily beat him to it for once. She had no reason to behave like a Head Girl or Prefect because she wasn't one. "Listen here, you little snake," she hissed and jabbed her wand into his chest. "Why don't you shut your mouth and mind your own damn business?" She hadn't yelled at James in a while so there was a lot of pent up anger.

Draco smirked at her. "Do you really think that a mudblood with a wand in my face is going to scare me? It's not like you can do anything!"

Lily rolled her eyes and brought her wand up in between his eyes. "This 'mudblood' can do a hell of a lot more than you think," she told him.

James was itching to help but he remembered Lily's words from last time and stayed back. She could handle him.

A tiny amount of fear shot through Malfoy's eyes but it was gone as quick as it had come. He pulled out his wand at a tantalizingly slow pace and pointed it at Lily. "And this pureblood can do a Hell of a lot more than you dream of." His fellow Slytherins gawffed stupidly behind him.

Now they had drawn the attention of all the students around them, including the trio and the remaining Marauders.

Her eyes narrowed angrily. "You had better put that away before you get hurt," she said and eyed his wand with a small shake of her head. She wasn't afraid of this git.

Malfoy chuckled and without warning, flicked his wand and muttered an incantation under his breath.

It felt as though a white hot poker grazed over her cheek. Lily gasped slightly and backed away a few steps before putting a hand to her cheek. She looked down at her hand and was amazed to find blood. She looked at Malfoy wordlessly, in somewhat amazement that he had actually done something. She hadn't even seen him do it.

But she didn't need to react. James was on Malfoy in a minute. Levicorpus, he thought with his wand pointed at Malfoy. When nothing happened, he looked down at his wand, confused. "What?" he muttered. He'd used this spell all the time on Snape.

Before he could try again the door slammed open, causing many students watching the fight jump out of their skins. There stood Snape, sneering around at his students until his eyes landed on James and Malfoy, who had their wands at each others throats, and Lily, who was bleeding from the cheek.

"Fighting in my corridors, Mr. Malfoy" Snape scolded. Then, without another word or punishment he turned to James. "Even as a transfer student you should already know magic in not permitted in hallways, and certainly not against other students. Twenty points from Gryffindor." His eyes trailed over the injured Lily but he chose to ignore her.

James scowled and was about to complain about Malfoy not getting any points taken away but Lily held up a hand to stop him. "Leave it," she muttered and gave Snape a dark look. "We've got bigger things to worry about." Her eyes met briefly with Remus's and he nodded. She gestured rudely at Malfoy before taking James's arm and leading him away, Sirius and Remus following in their wake. They needed to speak with Dumbledore.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor for leaving my class unexcused" Snape called after them. Then he turned back to the rest of the class. "Get in" he said shortly.

Lily was muttering darkly under her breath as she led them to Dumbledore's office. She couldn't believe that Snape was so biased, especially as a Professor.

James laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Maybe you should get that checked, Lily," he suggested softly.

Lily shrugged his hand off and quickly said the password so they could get up in Dumbledore's office. He would have to drop it there.

James glanced back at Sirius and Remus, who both shrugged. He sighed and knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office for them.

"Enter" came the soft voice from behind the door.

Lily pushed open the door and they all filed in. "Professor, we have a problem," she said as they sat down.

"Oh?" Dumbledore asked presently, eyeing the blood on her face. "Let me fix that" he mumbled, before pulling out his wand, waving it, and replacing it in the folds of his cloak.

"Thank you." Lily smiled and nodded, touching the spot on her cheek for a brief moment.

"We can't do any magic, sir," input James. "I tried to do a spell and nothing happened. And I've done the spell a few times before."

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and intertwined his fingers. He gazed at the four students thoughtfully for a moment before turning to Remus. "Mr. Lupin, if you will please conjure me a glass of water?" he asked politely.
Remus was slightly startled by this request but nodded. "If you say so, sir," he muttered and took out his wand. With a quick wave and a few choice words, a goblet of water appeared on the table. "But...." Confusing....yes.

Dumbledore nodded and made a small sound of understanding in the back of his throat. "Just as I thought" he muttered to himself. Then he leaned forward in his seat. "Well, gentlemen, and lady, we do, indeed, have a problem."

Sirius looked from Remus to James and then to Dumbledore. "How come he can do magic but James can't?" he asked in a confused tone.

Dumbledore didn't answer the question but rather asked his own. "How much have you learned of your past, Mr. Potter?"

James instantly thought of Harry and Lily. "Well, I know that Harry's my son," he said and his eyes passed over Lily briefly.

Sirius and Remus exchanged worried glances. If only he knew.....

"And a small amount more" Dumbledore added softly. He pulled out his wand again and addressed Lily and James "If you two don't mind..." he muttered an incantation under his breath.

Both Lily and James heard a slight buzzing in their ears a few seconds later. Lily shrugged and leaned back in his chair while Lily tries to listen in, despite the fact that she kept getting the buzz.

Then Dumbledore turned his attention to Sirius and Remus. "And how much do you know about their future?" he asked softly.

Before Sirius could start his angry rant, Remus spoke up. "Voldemort murdered them," he said quietly and stared at his hands. "And then tried to kill Harry."

Dumbledore nodded solemnly and removed the spell from James and Lily

He turned away from them for a moment before speaking.

"It is my belief that Mr. Lupin is able to use magic because he is still living in this lifetime" he said very softly.

All four of them stared at Dumbledore in disbelief. "Because he's still living in this time?" asked Sirius quietly. He was dead too....This time officially sucked.

James and Lily had nothing to say for the shock. They died? It wasn't right. "How?" he croaked.

"I dare not go there" Dumbledore said solemnly. "I had hoped that you might not find out about this but some things are inevitable."

"We're going to find out anyways," said Lily softly, her eyes stuck on her hands. "You should know us well enough that we're not letting this go." She raised her gaze to meet his. "Please."

A tiny tear dripped elegantly down the old man's face and he turned away, rising from his seat and approaching the window, his hands clasped behind his back. "I'm sorry, Miss. Evans" he said shortly.

Lily nodded and stood, turning her gaze back down again and departed from Dumbledore's. After a few moments, James joined her.

"We know how they died, Professor," said Sirius with an unusually steady voice. One could tell he was struggling to contain his emotions.

Dumbledore turned back to his desk, "How unfortunate" he said calmly.

Sirius nodded and stood, motioning for Remus to follow him. Both soon left the office without another word.

Dumbledore waited for the door to latch behind them, then pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. Dipping the pen he began a letter;

My Dear, Brea Caden....


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