Messers Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs

Chapter 13

Lily's POV

"Let go Severus!" I shrieked. He was hurting me really badly with his death grip on my wrist. I was getting some serious déjà vu from the train ride.

"No Lily! You have to listen to me! I didn't do anything wrong!" he yelled at me. Just then James, Remus, and Peter crashed through the portrait hole and Sirius came running down the stairs.

"Oi! Hands off her, Snivellus!" Sirius yelled, tackling Severus for the second time today. James marched over and punched him square in the nose.

"Get away from her you rotten toad!" James said menacingly. I loved how protective he was of me.

"What if I don't? What if I keep coming back, Potter? Are you going to do anything about it?" Severus smirked.

Just then, Remus spoke up. "He probably will, and when he does, you'll have to face all of us." He stood up straighter. "It's your fault Lily refuses to talk to you! You keep approaching the situation all wrong! So do us a favor, and get the hell out of our common room."

Severus scowled. Finally, he pushed Sirius and James off of him and walked out the portrait hole, holding Remus' gaze the entire time.

As soon as the portrait shut, Remus breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Peter and Sirius clapped him on the back. I'm sure James would have as well, but at the moment he was sitting on the ground in shock. I went and sat next to him, one of my legs bent, the other laid out straight. It's like he didn't even notice when I put my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you James," I said softly. Still no answer. "James?"

This seemed to knock him out of his faze. He plastered a fake smile on his face and looked into my eyes. I tried to match his expression but it was nearly impossible. His smile faltered when his eyes flickered over my wrist.

"Lily...your arm..." he trailed off. He was right I suppose. My wrist was covered in dark, slender finger shaped bruises from Severus' grip. James raised his wand to preform a healing spell, but I put my hand over it.

"No, I want to keep them," I told him.

"Why?" he asked. He was handling this whole situation pretty well.

I looked down at my wrist again. "To remind myself what he's done to me. I know it won't last too long, but it'll last long enough." I smiled weakly.

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I was sitting on the steps to the Owlrey with Remus. Other than the squawking of the birds, it was pretty quiet up here. The perfect place to sit and think.

In fact I was doing just that. Thinking, that is. Thinking about Severus and James, and Remus and Sirius, and about virtually everything. I thought about my sister, Petunia, and how nasty she got after Headmaster Dumbledore told her she couldn't come to Hogwarts since she was a Muggle. I really thought, or more so hoped, that despite that difference between us, she still loved me deep down. But she never wrote to me anymore, and when I'd come home for summer holidays, she'd stay locked up in her room, refusing to interact with me.

I thought that maybe, just maybe, if I hadn't become a witch, I would still have my sister. That's most likely true. But I also couldn't blame the wizarding world for improving my life, much more than slightly ruining it.

"Remus, can I ask you something personal, should you choose to answer it?" I asked.

Remus looked up at me from his book and smiled. "Of course Lils. Go ahead."

"Well..erm.." I started awkwardly. "After you lost your mother, did you ever wish that the world of magic would just give you a break instead of taking someone you love?" I blurted out.

Remus' face twisted as he processed my question. "Well I never really thought of it like that. I mean, I always blamed myself for what happened to her."

"Oh" was all I could say. Maybe I was the only one who felt this way after all.

A/N Hi! Hope you enjoyed the new update. Please let me know in the comments if I should continue writing in character point of views, or just write as a narrator. Thanks for reading :)