Breathe Me...(James potter love story)

Chapter 4

A/N For future and past references, I apologise if this story is triggering or a bit to you know, depressing. I'm only gonna say this once, if you can't handle this, please don't read.

PEYTON'S POV
I woke up the next day really sore. I looked at my arms and saw them scanning up. I really shouldn't have done that. I looked at the clock: 3.36 am. I let my head flop back onto my pillow. I couldn't go back to sleep now. I slowly got up and changed into an over-sized black jumper, white ripped up skinny jeans and black converse. I looked out my door to check if anyone was in the common room, they weren't. I slowly walked out. I knew which stairs creaked so I had to jump a bit. I walked out the common room -after apologizing to the fat lady- and walked to the kitchen. I got to the painting and heard voices. Thinking it was the house elves, I tickled the pear and walked in. Big mistake.
"Miss Pettigrew. Would you like something?" The people stopped talking and looked at me. It was the Marauders. Potter smirked.
"What are you doing up so early little girl?" He said it so sinisterly, I felt a shiver go down my spine. Black got up and walked over to me, but first he looked at the house elves. "Don't do anything." The elves looked really guilty but nodded.
"Why are you here? What do you think your doing? Diffindo." He cast aiming it at me. The pain came before he finished his spell. I almost screamed. I heard someone
"STOP!!!" Was that...Potter?
"Prongs, what do you mean 'stop'." Black asked, really confused. So confused that his butt-chin was sticking out. Remus and Peter walked up behind James.
"Prongs..." Remus said cautiously. Peter looked really confused, cause he hated me the most.
"I said stop. I don't know why we bully her. I want a reason." He looked so passionate, I almost didn't believe it. After 6 years of torture, my bully is sticking up for me. They all looked at me. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. Nope. Not dreaming. But, I felt something on my arm. Warm, wet. Blood. James saw the blood on my arm and walked towards me. I scooted backwards until I hit the wall. He knelt in front of me.
"Why are you bleeding?" He asked with what I thought was genuine concern. I saw him reaching for me and I got up. I ran. Out of Hogwarts and to the willow tree near the edge of the black lake. What just happened?

JAMES' POV
As soon as she left, Peter burst out laughing, making Sirius laugh. Looking at the two of them, so times it was hard to believe that we were bullies. And I'll admit that I'm a bully.
"Did you-hahahaha-see her-hahahahaha-face??? That was priceless." Peter managed to wheeze out. As soon as I pictured her face, I burst out laughing. But we all noticed something. Remus wasn't laughing.
"Moony, what's wrong?" Sirius asked. Remus looked a bit shaken, like he just realized something.
"Remember last night, after we went into the common room. She was all cleaned up. No cuts, blood anything. And I remember that we didn't hurt her arms. So the only answer...she did that herself." That made us stop laughing. Peter showed no emotion, by Sirius and I were appalled. She's...suicidal? No, she can't be. Peter just shook his head.
"This doesn't change anything. She's still all the things that we call her. And no one can change that."
We all nodded and agreed that that was true. We didnt know exactly why Peter hated her, but all we knew it had something to do with his family.
PEYTON'S POV
I stayed up in the tree for a while after the whole Potter incident. It honestly scared me. The way he looked at me. It looked like he cared for me. The only person who actually cares for me is mum.  I checked the time. It was 8 o'clock. I better get to breakfast otherwise it would be suspicious. A jumped out of the tree and walked to the castle. I didn't want to run. I wanted to waste as much time as I could. I walked through the doors and walked down the hall ways. After 6 years at Hogwarts, I could never get over how beautiful it was. And I bet there is places even DUMBLEDOOR hasn't explored. He's explored the most of the castle out of everyone. I was walking when I heard footsteps. Not just one pair, two, three, four... I stopped walking and I could still hear it. Then it stopped. I felt breath on my neck and it made me shiver.
"Where do you think your going." Lucius Malfoy breathed down my neck. I wanted to scream, I wanted to run. But I couldn't. I was paralyzed. And not from fear, I was paralyzed with a spell. He quickly shoved me against a wall and pin end me there. I heard Bellatrix and Narcissa Black, Sirius' cousins, snicker in the background. He pressed his wand to my neck.
"Now, don't try es--"
"Stupify!" I heard a familiar voice yell. Lucius flew across the room and crashed on the ground a good 5 meters away. He got up and started looking arpund, frantically trying to find the person who humiliated him in front of his girlfriend and her sister. Then he found the corporate.
"Potter"  he spat. He really needs to brush his teeth. I feel sorry for Narcissa. He reached for his wand...its not there. I followed his gaze to where Potter was, and sure enough, Lupin had his wand.
JAMES' POV
When it was time to go change, we headed out of the kitchen, but we heart other voices. Bellatrix, Narcissa and Lucius. I knew what they were going to do. They were following Peyton...I JUST CALLED HER BY HER FIRST NAME. WHAT IS WRONG WIH ME. I looked at Padfoot and Moony. They nodded. I needed to act the hero as much as possible. We followed them as quietly as possible. When we reached them, Malfoy had her pinned up against a wall. It looked like he was going to hurt her, so I drew my wand. He started muttering something to her, but I do t think that he finished when I blasted him.
"Stupify!" I yelled. He blasted back at least 5 meters. He got up, looking for us. I heard Moony mutter 'accio wand' under his breath just as Sirius said to me,
"God, how bloody stupid is he. We're right behind him." He turned around and growled. Gosh, he really needs to brush his teeth. He went to reach for his wand but realized it wasn't there. I saw her look at us, shocked to why we were sticking up for her. He growled again. He turned to the two girls and nodded down the corridor, signaling that he wanted to go. They nodded frantically, and basically ran. We turned to Peter's sister. She looked worse than we thought. And thus time I saw more blood.