My hands were shaking as the four of us walked towards the Three Broomsticks, and the cold had nothing to with it. Neither did my injury, which Lily had healed in no time.
"You should at least tell Dumbledore," Black insisted.
Lily and Potter were walking quietly behind us, not taking part in our argument.
"Tell him what?"
"That you were attacked!"
"Yeah, right. Lets go and tell the headmaster that two men in black cloaks and hoods attacked us even though we can't identify them and we have no proof that they were even there. That sounds believable."
"We know Regulus was there," Black pointed out with a scowl.
"Black, the only thing your brother did was cast a couple of ineffective disarming charms."
"It was you he tried to disarm!"
"There is no way you can prove that. And even if you could, what do you think would happen? I don't care how much you hate your brother, Black, he still can't go to Azkaban for trying to disarm someone. He can't even get expelled for that."
Black glared at me, but he didn't contradict me which for me counted as a victory.
"Are you two done?" Potter asked us quietly.
He hadn't said anything since he'd run to Lily's aid back at the Shrieking Shack, and that was strange.
What was even stranger though, was having him being disapproving of us having a fight. Was that really the same person that used to fight non-stop with Lily for six years?
I guess losing your parents really does change you.
I should know.
"Remus and Peter must be really worried," Potter went on. "We said we'd meet them at the Three Broomsticks about half an hour ago."
The four of us walked in silence down the main road, before I suddenly broke it.
"Wait a minute," I said. "What were you doing around the Shrieking Shack?"
Both Black and Potter looked taken aback by my question. Which they shouldn't have been, unless they'd been up to something.
"Lily! Grey! Where have you been?!"
Bloody Mary and her awful timing.
"I've been looking for you everywhere! I thought... I thought..."
Mary looked out of breath as she reached us, dragging along a surprised Professor Slughorn.
"I brought... help... but you were not... there," she said in between deep breaths.
Professor Slughorn's attention was focused solely on Lily, who was as white as the snow we were standing in.
"Did something happen, Lily? McDonald here said that you were in trouble."
"It was nothing, Professor," I said before she could answer.
"Yeah. Just Avery hearing some noises outside the Shrieking Shack and panicking. You know how girls are."
My mouth dropped open as Black smiled sweetly at me.
It didn't take me long to recover.
"Well, it sounded a lot like a troll," I said, pretending to try to remember. "But it turned out to be Black."
That wiped that arrogant smile off his face.
Lily laughed. Even Potter cracked a smile.
"Okay, move along then," Professor Slughorn told us strictly. "It's not wise to linger on the streets at times such as these..."
I had to bite my tongue not to say anything in return.
After all, we had just been confronted by two Death-Eaters and survived to argue about it.
What else could possibly happen to us that could be worse than that?
A/N: This was just a filler. The next chapters are going to be much more exciting, I promise ;) Don't forget to leave a review!
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