The Marauders

Lydia sighed as she walked into an abandoned classroom. She slumped to her knees as she fell asleep.

Lily had slow tears trickle down her cheek.

James landed softly, yawning. The forest was dense in this part, who knows what lurked about?

The young witch lifted her head and looked upon the grounds to glimpse Potter at the foot of the trees.

Stretching, the boy walked in, broom over his shoulder in a calm fashion.

"What is Potter doing? He's lost it!" muttered Lily under her breath.

James was out of sight after a minute, hidden by the dense darkness that now surrounded him on all sides.

Lydia had slid into the lake. Using a transfiguration spell, she had turned herself into a exotic fish. One of mythology. No wizard or wich had seen.

Yawning slightly, he started making his way into the clumps of trees, slightly carefree. It was relaxing in here, even if his life was in danger each time he visited.

Lydia runs through the forest looking for death. Unlike the muggles who turn to cutting to feel alive, Lydia had to find away to feel alive. No one knew she existed. She was an outcast invisble. She had entered from the side opposite then potter. She ran blindly.

James jumped slightly noticing Lydia running past. "L-Lydia!" He called, jaw dropped. He sprinted after her quickly, able to keep up fairly well for we was always a good runner. "Stop!" He grabbed his friends shoulder, forcing her to halt. "hats wronge with you?" He asked angryly.

Lydia didn't turn. She couldn't face him. Shrugging off his hand she said, "Go away. Find Evans."

James glared, turning her to face him. "Does it look like I'm about to go find Evans?" He asked sharply. "Tell me, whats wronge?" James knew it might have something to do with him.

Lydia struggled to get free of his grip. "Please, just leave me alone." she said before realizing what he had said. "Why wouldn't you want to find her." she asked roughly wiping her tears away. She really didn't care aout evan's and potter's spat she was just changing the subject.

But James didnt let go of her shoulder. "No, I wont leave you alone." He said seriously.

"I...wont go find Evans because its clear that you need attention." But he didnt forget his original question. "Lydia, whats wrong? Why are you out here...?" He said softly.

Lydia sighed. "It's just, ugh, I don't know." she said frustrated.

James raised a black eyebrow. "You dont know?" He repeated. "Well, are you mad at me? If so, I'm..." James hated to say 'sorry' but..."I'm sorry," He said.

Lydia shook her head. "I guess, I just don't understand anything anymore. I'm invisible to everyone and can only be seen by people who had there world chash in on them. and even then I'm still invisible. I feel like I don't exist."

James suddenly understood.

"Well, as much as you dont want to believe me, you aren't invisible to me, Lydia." He said quietly, hoping she would finally start feeling better about herself.

"Why is it, that I have a hard time trying to convince myself that you're not just saying that out of pity." Lydia said looking him in the eye. "Why is it that I believe if you weren't here but in the commonroom, you wouldn't even know I was missing."