Black-and-white - life is beautiful (Translation)

19. James' point of view

Trembling and whimpering, James lay in a room of the horror house and finally hoped for a restful sleep. Unfortunately, this was unthinkable for days. As if the tours through the damned estate and the hunts by Dudley's pack were not bad enough. no, now he even lost the ability to dream. Why did you do that to him? What had happened to his beautiful and lovely Lily? She had always been so cute and friendly. That could not possibly be all her work.
Merlin, he loved this woman above all else, but since the two of them had lost their lives, she was no longer herself. As soon as she reached the hereafter, she had already plunged into her husband and considered the worst curses and swear words. James had not recognized his wife, but of course he knew whose fault was the collapse of his great love.
'I'll finish him if he ever arrives here. The bastard spoiled my wife. It would never have come this far without him. and we would still live. '
Startled, the wearer of the glasses jumped as the door opened.
'Please do not try the pack again, it still hurts the hundredth time.'

Moody entered the cell because it was not anything else and looked dismissively at James.
He had let the man roast the last few days after he got permission from Lily for punishment. This strategy had already paid off in his Auror era, he was sure that they did not lose their effect even in death.
It looked like his bill came up. James had immediately turned to him and as he looked at the old Auror, it could finally start.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Moody, did you come to get me out of here?"
The old Auror raised his eyebrow, as if his captive were already suffering from delusions.
"How do you get that idea, James?" He wanted to know curiously.
"Did not you see what kind of house that is? Lily told me she's modeled on the Malfoys. What are they for insane people? Who wants to live in such a thing? "
moody shrugged and just waited, silence was also a very good strategy. And again the old man was lucky, seemed to want to exchange James. No wonder, otherwise no one spoke to him.
"And then these wild werewolves. I do not remember how many times I was torn. This Dudley is a madman who would have fit well into the ranks of Voldemort. Why did my Lily just throw in with him? This monster belongs to hell, just like his bestial pack. "

oha, someone had either completely lost touch with reality or James was just showing his true self. Whatever it was, Alastor did not like it at all. In the first case you would have to heal the young man before you could punish him again. otherwise there was no point in the whole thing. By contrast, if James had always thought like that, poor Lily would only be sorry for one. The young woman somehow reminded Moody, if not quite, of the bungling Tonks, and for such women the Auror had always had a weakness. not in a sexual perspective, no way, no, he wanted to protect her and take him under his wing.
'My young friend, hopefully you'll eventually get a stable full of girls, you'd be a member of your father's role like no other. only the ladies 'admirers can now be sorry,' said his instructor many years ago.
Sadly, it never worked out with the family, but that did not stop Alastor from getting involved with the young ladies of the world, and be it the world beyond.
He conjured himself a chair and sat down comfortably, his prisoner was allowed to remain on the ground. So he had to look up to him. Another strategy from that time. At work, only this method worked.

Conveniently, he folded his arms and legs and continued to look at James.
the young, dead, man apparently did not know what he should do. He sat up and gazed longingly at the exit.
"Forget it, you will not get out there the next time. First, I want some answers from you, and I advise you to tell the truth. my eye recognizes lies since I'm dead. "
"Why should I lie to you? And why are you interrogating me, I thought we were friends? "James grumbled.
"Oh, and how do you come up with this idea?"
"We were together in the Order, we fought Voldemort."
"The man's name is Riddle, you can leave the pseudonym. We have not shown him that much respect for a long time. And as for the other, just because you fight together does not make you a friend. We just happened to have the same enemy, that was all. "
"I thought you liked me, we always got along well?"
Moddy almost laughed, the man sounded like he was offended. Apparently, James had not often experienced in his life not to be liked. There it was no wonder if the punishment in the hereafter shocked him.
"A friend is not only interested in himself but also in others, you never did."
"I'm very much interested in others!", The black-haired boy cried out.
"Oh yes? You have not even asked me how I died. You also did not want to hear Dudley's story. Little information, we have all been killed by Riddle and his troops. You also did not ask about your friends. "
"Because I know that Sirius and Remus live, they would be here otherwise. And I know that the war is over. "
"And what about your son?"
"I have no son!" Hissed the man.
alastor raised an eyebrow, not that it particularly surprised him how little James was lying to his child, it was about something else.
"Does Lily know how you think about Harry?"