clairvoyant meetings | jegulus

08

"Do you realise the seriousness of what you have done? The consequences?"

James stares with wide eyes, when he asked the Professor to explain to him what had happened, he didn't expect any of that.

"I–I don't know, Professor." He digs his nails into the palm of his hand, as a sort of attempt to give him some tranquility. He was scared, frustrated, angry. He was overwhelmed.

She frowns, "I just don't understand. Why would you do that? It's not like you at all."

"I remember that he was making fun of Remus, and I was going to hit him, but Peter stopped me. Then, he started making fun of Sirius and his brother, after that I couldn't hold myself. I vaguely remember what happened after, but I swear, Professor, I didn't mean to hit the boy that horrible."

She sighs, "You can't just hit every person that mocks you or your peers."

He looks down to his hands, "I know, Professor. I'll do anything to make it up for the boy."

"Well, you'll get a lot of detention."

"Anything you say, Professor." He says, nodding his head. He couldn't even call her Minnie. Not now. He felt too embarrassed. He made a horrible mistake, how could he joke with her?

"We'll also have to send a letter to both of your parents."

His eyes widen, "No! You can't."

"I'm sorry, James, but we have to."

He frowns, tears forming in his eyes. "When are you going to contact them?"

"The Headmaster os currently writing the letter to them."

"You cannot be serious! Why wasn't I asked before you do it?"

"We were going to do it any way, Mr. Potter, whether you agree or not."

They stay quiet for a moment, James trying his hardest not to cry.

"When are they coming?"

"The owl will arrive tomorrow, perchance a bit earlier. I assume both of your parents will come immediately without answering." She said, "So, in two days."

He nods, "May i go now?"

"You may." She nods towards the door to the office, "When your parents arrive, you will be informed. Then, we will decide on your punishment."

"Yes, Professor." He says, walking out of the door.

~

James spends his weekend sulking in his dorm, ignoring all his friends. He haven't even met Regulus since that day in the hallway. He doesn't want to remember it.

After what had happened, James started to slowly remember what had happened.

He couldn't get the image out of his mind, the boy with the red and gold tie lying on the ground, his face bloody, full of cuts, his slow breathing. he was horrible, How could he do such thing? How could he lose control? How did he lose control after everything he has done?

James stayed in his bed the whole weekend, rotting away. He doesn't get up to eat, he doesn't study, and he rarely goes to the bathroom. Peter was worried, he knew James was having it bad.

He was laying in his bed, staring at the blanket next to him, when Peter entered the dorm abruptly, breathless.

"Mate, your parents are here."