That night I had my first patrol with James. It actually managed to be worse than I expected. Now that’s saying something.
It started off innocently enough, and then descended into mental anguish, for me anyway. We were just walking around the fifth floor doing as we were meant to. Kicking a couple of Hufflepuffs out of a broom cupboard (me), directing a couple of lost Ravenclaws to the kitchen (James), sending said Ravenclaws back to bed and deducting five points (me again).
Then we heard voices. Well I didn’t but apparently James did. That was his excuse anyway for dragging me into a recently vacated broom cupboard. I felt like such a hypocrite. “James! What are you doing? Let go!” I shouted as he dragged me in “Shhh” he said and put one finger to his lips before pointing to the doors. I stopped and listened to what was happening outside the door.
“Honestly Bella, he’s a little blood traitor and you know it. I can’t understand why you’d want to go near scum like that.” That’s the voice of Lucius Malfoy.
“You may say he’s a blood traitor but you can’t deny the fact that he’s still a pureblood! Which means that if I can just get Evans out the way then I’ll have no problem getting what I want. Besides, the Potters are a very well-known and respected family. In my opinion we’d be the perfect match.” That was un-mistakably the voice of a one Miss Bellatrix Black. I looked up at James, shocked at what I had heard. He looked just as surprised.
“I still don’t understand why you want to hurt Lily so much, why don’t you just set her up with some other guy? That would mean that Potter would need a shoulder to cry on.” Severus. I think I may have heard James growl at that, no, it must just be my imagination.
“And I suppose that you would be willing to sweep Evans off her feet would you Severus? Yes, I’m sure that you’d be doing all that just for Bella.” Regulas Black. Sirius’ little brother. The fifth year prefect.
“In case you hadn’t forgotten we are in fact supposed to be doing our rounds.” Lucius pointed out. I just remembered where we were hiding. No Lucius! Now is not a great time to live up to your prefect responsibilities!
The door opened with a bang.
“Well, well, well,” said Lucius, “what do we have here then?” I tumbled out of the cupboard with James behind me. “The new head boy and girl? In a broom cupboard? After curfew? Whatever are you doing out here?” Lucius drawled in sneering voice
. “I could ask you four the same thing” said James.
“We happen to all be prefects in case you’ve forgotten. Let me refresh your memories for you anyway. Young Regulas here is the fifth year prefect, Bella and Severus are the sixth year ones, and I am the seventh year prefect. I detest ferrets so stayed away last year. “He explained. “Now, I repeat, why were you two hiding in a broom cupboard?” He asked. I inwardly groaned, well desperate times call for desperate measures.
“Have a think Malfoy, what do people normally do in broom cupboards after hours? Oh wait, that’s right. You wouldn’t know would you? Having never been in that situation yourself and all.” I gave him an innocent smile grabbed James’ hand and pulled him off down the corridor before anyone could say anything else, or worse, remember that they had wands in their pockets and a whole arsenal of hexes stashed in their heads.
James tried to say something but I didn’t let him. I just held up my hand to stop him before saying
“Potter you know full well that what I said was just to shut Malfoy up and annoy the hell out of Black and Severus. Never mention it again. Ok?” he nodded and we walked back to the common room in silence.
“Err… Lily?” asked Alice the next morning. I turned around to face her. “Do I even want to know what happened last night on patrol?” Why does she always have to be so bloody intuitive?
Or maybe it was the growling and muttering curses in the general direction of the broom cupboard that we were now passing on our way to breakfast.
Or perhaps it was the fact that I had ignored James’ greeting as we excited the common room.
Or a contributing factor to why she thinks that is because when he came to catch up with us I called him Potter when telling him to go away. Not James.
So, you know, I have absolutely no idea how she would even have an inkling of an idea that something happened.
“Nothing happened,” I told her untruthfully.
“You’re lying,” she said accurately.
Ok, so Alice saw right through me. She’s pretty observant that way and, annoying as it is, we all love her for it.
Especially Frank by the looks of the way he was attempting to eat her facial features at the moment
Why do they have to do that at breakfast? Some of us are trying to eat actual food. “So,” Alice had finally swapped Frank’s face for a piece of toast, “are you going to tell me what you and Potter were doing in that cupboard last night?” I spat out the mouthful of pumpkin juice that I had just had taken.
“What do you mean? I wasn’t in a broom cupboard with him! Why would I be, nothing happened at all that is of any interest. In fact it has to be one of the most boring patrols I have ever been on.” I said quickly.
Alice just raised her eyebrows at me.
Calm now Lily. Come on, deep breaths. In… and out… Bellatrix walked in and shot me a filthy look from across the hall.
Right, I’m leaving.
What’ve I got first? Defence against the dark arts.
SORRY! For such a short chapter *grovels* on the plus side it was updated quickly thanks to those super-fast-speedy validators :) Just thought I'd mention that the reviewer HARRYPOTTERISMYLIFE has the best username I've ever seen.
Anyways, not sure whether to update this or add the first chapter of my next generation fic next. Hmmm... Let me know if you have any particularly strong views on this matter!
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