Romeo and Juliet (Marauders Fan Fiction)

Chapter 9|James's POV

"Let me kill him,"I muttered.

     "Believe me, I will," said Moony. Lily nodded in agreement.

     "Now, what's the plan?" Lily asked. We laughed.

     "I'm not too keen on going to Azkaban," Padfoot said.

     "We aren't either. Lily, you already told Dumbledore, right?" I asked her. She nodded and got up.

     "I'm going to bed. Want me to levitate Rhea up?" Lily asked. I quickly shook my head no.

     "She's staying with me. I don't care if she doesn't like this protective side of me, she's going to see it very often," I said, deadly calm. She nodded and gave Moony a kiss on the cheek. Moony bid us goodnight and walked up to our dorm.

     "I think a few hours of stupifying them would do. They would be paralyzed for about 3-4 months then, give or take a few," a voice said from my lap. I realized Rhea was awake. I looked down to her face. She smiled back at me.

     "Nah, death is better," I said. Rhea raised an eyebrow.

     "In the future, Sirius goes away from 12 years because he was accused of blowing up a muggle street. They said he killed many muggles and Pettigrew. He was innocent and we broke him out but that's not the point. I don't want to be separated from you for even a year, at the most," Rhea said. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

     "I'm not planning on leaving anytime soon," I muttered against her lips.

     "Good. Cause I'm not letting you leave she muttered back. We smiled into our kiss and heard Padfoot groan about us kissing. "Oh! Go kiss a bimbo!" Rhea exclaimed. I burst out laughing at Padfoot's face. He was beet red and then he stalked up to our dorm.

     "Now, where were we?" I asked. Rhea smirked and then her face turned to surprise.

     "Umm.... Running away from my dad. Sirius told on us," Rhea said. We jumped up and saw Moony, ready to lunge at us.

     "Run!" I yelled. Rhea grabbed my hand and we leapt over the couch and sprinted out of the portrait hole. Moony was right behind us.

     We sprinted down the hallways towards the Quidditch Pitch. "Accio broom!" Rhea yelled. My broom came flying towards us. I grabbed Rhea in a bridal style hold and jumped onto the broom as we ran over the side. We appeared over Moony as he jumped and yelled spells at us.

     "Protego! Really Dad?!" Rhea screamed. He shrugged and continued firing spells at us. Rhea rested her head on my shoulder and I decided to take her somewhere.

     "Rhea?" I asked.

     "Yeah love?" She asked. My face flushed from the mention of her new nickname for me. She laughed.

     "Want to go on a date?" I asked. She brought her head up from my shoulder and put in next to my ear.

     "Of course I would Jamsie," Rhea whispered. I shivered and Rhea laughed.

     "You want to fall off of the broom?" I asked. Rhea put her head back in my shoulder.

     "No thanks. I prefer to live today thank you very much," commented Rhea. I laughed.

     We flew for a few more minutes an I spotted what I was looking for, the treehouse the guys and I built. Rhea squealed with happiness.

     "Did you guys build this?! This was my favorite place in the future!" Rhea yelled in excitement when we dismounted. I chuckled as she ran around the tree, checking to make sure it was the same one.

     "Yeah. The rest of the guys and I did. We decided it would be a nice place for after Moony's transformation. And it was homier than the Shrieking Shack," I said. She ran to me and threw her arms around my neck. I stumbled from her jumping on me but I regained my balance and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

     "It's perfect. Now we can all go here after my Dad and I's transformations. Get father-daughter bonding time, huh?" Rhea said, sarcasm dripping off her tongue. I chuckled.

     "I bet!" I said enthusiastically. She looked at me and we burst out laughing. I guided her over to the rope ladder. "M'Lady," I held out a hand to help her up.

     "Such a gentleman," Rhea commented.

     "Always," Rhea climbed up the ladder and I followed her. We sat in the comfy bean bag chairs Padfoot and I had put in here. Then Rhea spotted the many books on the gigantic bookshelf.

     "Books!" Rhea yelled. She jumped up and ran for them, looking through the titles. I chuckled as she skimmed her finger along the spines of the books.

     "Like what you see? I asked her, gesturing to myself.

     "Full of yourself much?" Rhea retorted. I put a hand to my heart, feigning hurt. She snorted at my actions and went back to her books.

     "Just like your father. Sometimes I just can't believe your father is my best mate. It's also weird having you the same age as him," I commented. She nodded and pulled a book towards her and sat down on my lap.

     "Yeah, it is. But I love getting to know my mother. I never really knew her till now and I'm grateful that I have the chance to know her," said Rhea. She starred reading her book.

     "Can you read to me?" I whined. She giggled at my childishness and I smirked. She hit me in the chest lightly.

     "'Gregory, on my word, we'll not carry coals.' Sampson said.

     'No, for then we should be colliers.' Gregory said.

     'I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw.' Sampson said.'" Rhea read on but I tuned out. I realized she was reading Romeo and Juliet. This story kinda reminded me of Rhea and I.

     She was my princess but her dad kinda disapproved of us so I would escape with her whenever I could.

     I was Rhea's Romeo to her Juliet.