When Black Met Blue (Marauder Fanfic)

chapter 17 *Edited*

You’re late, Wormtail.’

Peter ignored him. ‘It’s a full moon tonight. I think this afternoon is the best chance we've got.’

‘You’re sure of this?’

Peter thought for a moment and then nodded. ‘Lupin will be weak, so Black and Blue will be distracted, making sure he’s all right. Potter will be with me. You’ve arranged a group to take care of him?’

‘I have,’ the voice was amused. Peter though he was still bitter about James earning him a detention.

"And what of this Blue girl is she a good witch" the voice asked him.

"Very but Black will never let her come with him" Peter explained "Also theres something off about her her boggart told her that her secret was out but she said there was no secret,"

"Interesting my men will do there best to capture her,  you know your role?’ Peter nodded and left the room, a look of utmost determination on his round face.

* * *

‘It’s great idea, Pete,’ Sirius said eagerly. ‘But don’t you think it would be better left to the weekend? Give old Minnie a chance to recover?’

Orla glanced up from the list in his hands. ‘And we don’t have a real alarm clock to duplicate and I doubt Lily would let us borrow hers. Can you Transfigure one, Prongs?’

‘Probably, but I’d need to research it.’ James grinned, a distant expression on his face. ‘Otherwise we could have another lion fiasco...’ The others chuckled, though Peter’s seemed a little forced, probably because he had been the one the lion went for. ‘It’d be quicker to make a Hogsmeade trip.’

‘There’s a full moon tonight,’ Remus said carefully. He was a little reluctant to do anything that afternoon, but he hadn’t seen Peter looking so full of life in weeks. ‘Can we get to Hogsmeade and back before dark?’

‘We can go now!’ Sirius cried. ‘I’ll get the Map!’

‘I’ll get the Cloak!’ James shouted.

‘Wait!’ Remus said loudly. Sirius and James looked at him expectantly. ‘We have Transfiguration now.’

‘You, Orla and Sirius go,’ Peter suggested. ‘Prongs and I will tell McGonagall that you aren’t feeling well and Sirius is  taking you to the Hospital Wing.’

‘I like it,’ James said abruptly. He glanced at Remus’ face and sighed. ‘Go, Moony. I promise I’ll take notes for you.’

‘They’d better be good ones, Prongs,’ Remus said, trying to smother a grin. James nodded exasperatedly.

* * *

‘Do you think these are long enough?’ James said, flinging his notes at Peter. ‘They’d better be; I gave myself a cramp writing them.’ Peter nodded distractedly. ‘Pete?’

‘Sorry,’ Peter said with a weak grin. ‘I was just thinking of places to put clocks.’

James laughed as they rounded a corner in the dungeons. ‘Everywhere. Is the Map clear?’ Sirius and Remus had wanted to take the Map, but Peter had reasoned that it would be more useful inside Hogwarts than it would be in Hogsmeade. The others had the Cloak instead.

‘Yeah. We’re good.’

They walked in silence until they were in the passageway outside the Slytherin Common Room. ‘Passwords...’ James said thoughtfully, glancing at the wall. ‘Pureblood? Salazar? Slytherin? Serpent? Snake? Purity? Ambition?’ The concealed door slid open with a quiet grinding sound but neither entered; all they needed was to be able to get in when the time came. Peter consulted his watch, a nervous expression passing over his face. ‘What?’

‘I’m just wondering how far away Padfoot, Fawkes and Moony are,’ Peter muttered.

‘Potter!"   

 James swore, his hand flying to pull his wand out. ‘What do you want?’ he growled.

‘Thirty points from Gryffindor, I think,’ Lucius said silkily. ‘Oh, make it forty then,’ he added after noticing James’ rude hand gesture.

‘Peter, wand out,’ James hissed. Next him, Peter cleared the Map and pulled his wand with a shaky hand.

‘A pity, Potter, that you haven’t got your little group here to protect you,’ Lucius drawled, pulling his own wand. ‘Then it be even and you would lose" Without warning, the blonde flung a spell at James, who ducked and sent a Stunner back.

Another four Slytherins rounded the corner and pulled their wands. James groaned internally, hoping Sirius, Orla and Remus would hurry up and save his sorry behind. He had a feeling Peter wasn’t going to be much use, if past experiences were anything to go by- ‘Protego!’ James gasped, blocking the jet of light headed for Peter. He flicked a Stinging Jinx back, ducking as one of the other Slytherins sent a jinx his way. ‘Protego!’ James cried again.

James’s eyes widened as he dived out the way of a purple spell. ‘Pete, help me!’ he shouted, ducking into an alcove. ‘Stupefy!’ One of the Slytherins fell with a dazed expression, at the same time Peter was Stunned and crumpled.

James was alone. ‘Petrificus Totalus!’ Another dropped with a groan. Three left. Heart pounding, James glanced over to where Peter was still doing nothing. He was going to get himself hurt. ‘Immobulus!’ Sirius cried. He gritted his teeth as it missed. ‘Incarcerous!’ One of the remaining Slytherins, Rosier, dropped with a yelp as ropes wound themselves around his torso, binding his arms to his side.

‘Crucio,’ Lucius said lazily. James raised his wand too late. He screamed as he dropped to his knees. His wand rolled out of his writhing hand. ‘Crucio.’ James’ frame shuddered, but this time, he refused to scream. ‘Crucio.’ James spat blood out of his mouth.