The Potioneers of Damocles ✓ | JILY

Chapter Eight

"Is the blindfold really necessary?" Lily asked as she was lead down a corridor by James, Sirius and Remus. Although Remus's presence wasn't exactly necessary to the plan, she'd asked that he be there just so James and Sirius didn't 'accidentally' leave her in the Dungeons or something.

"It is because if you knew where we were going, you'd run screaming," James replied ominously, "Keep walking, Lily."

She stumbled forward a few steps, grabbing his sleeve to steady herself, "There was a step there, you arsehole."

"I probably should have warned you about that, I forgot you couldn't see for a second," James replied, "We're almost there now, don't worry."

"What is that smell?" Lily asked, wrinkling her nose, "Remus, are we by the bins?"

"No," Remus replied.

"He's lying," Sirius added helpfully before there was the sound of hushed whispering and laughter which made the ever growing pit of unease in Lily's stomach intensify.

"He's lying," James said quickly.

"I'm going to take this damn thing off in a few seconds if you three don't stop messing around," She snapped, allowing herself to be tugged by James down what she hoped was a corridor but could just as likely be the bins area.

"Don't do that," Sirius said, "It suits you. Kinky - "

"Right that's it," She exclaimed, untying the knot, grateful for an excuse to remove it, "No more blindfold... wait, where are we? I don't recognise this corridor or the... pungent smell."

"Count yourself lucky," Sirius said, clearly a little miffed that she'd taken off the blindfold, "We're sadly too familiar with this place."

"All the boys are, to be honest," Remus added and Lily looked around a little startled, suddenly realising where she was.

"No... oh no, no, no! Are you... is this..."

"The Second floor boys' toilets," James replied, pressing his lips together, "I did say you wouldn't like it."

"But..." She looked at the three of them, lost for words, "But... why would Caradoc hang out here?"

"Your guess is as good as mine," James admitted, "I knew he hung out here but I didn't know what he does."

"Good luck, mate," Sirius said, giving her a pat on the back as they neared the door.

The horror of the situation was still rendering Lily speechless and she stood there, gawping as she looked between the door and the boys, "But... no!"

Remus looked the most sheepish even though he really had nothing to do with it, "Um... it's alright in there, you sort of get used to the smell after a while."

"I don't want to go in," She replied after a pause, "I want the Potioneers of Damocles but this is gross... oh, but I really want to get in... what do I do?"

James shrugged, "We'll wait here for you."

"You will," Sirius corrected, "I have better things to do."

"Me too," Remus added.

Lily made a wincing expression, tugging at her cloak anxiously when an idea occurred to her, "Or maybe you won't wait... Potter, you're coming in with me. You said you and Caradoc were mates, it won't be as weird if I go in with a guy - "

Sirius snorted with laughter, "Oh yeah, not weird at all."

She gave him a slight glare before continuing, "And if I remember correctly, you are Sir Potter and you have to be noble when you see a Damsel in Distress. I'm still the Dragon but right now I'm in distress so you have to help me."