The Marauders

Lily heard something hit the side of the stairs. She sat up in alarm and went outside to investigate. "Lumos," she muttered.

Suddenly what seemed to be a thunderstorm was going to happen, THe big dark clouds covered the moon as The werewolf turned back into Rhemus, Rhemus callapsed on the cold rippled floor as the it starting raining and thundering.

James whispered Lily's name again, hardly able to stay awake.

"Who is it?" called Lily's sweet voice as she came down the stairs.

James coughed, the pain almost unbearable. "James!" He said louder, becoming impatient. He was really hurting...in all of his Quidditch and stupid pranks injuries, he'd never felt something such as this.

Quietly like a cat, Lily sidled down to James' side. Aiming her wand light to his face she could see that pain was etched into all of his facial lines. From speculation she could tell he was in great pain.

"Took ya," He groaned. Even in such pain, he could still crack a joke.

"James," said Lily as she began to examine his wound closely.

"Yeah?" he breathed, biting his lip as she accidently brushed the sleeve of her cloak across his stomach wound.

"Maybe I should take you to Madam Pomfrey. James, this is beyond me," said Lily. She tried to give him a bright smile.

James sat up sharply, his eyebrows furrowed. "NO! I mean, no, I cant." He said quickly. He couldnt....

Rhemus got up barely leaning on the tree as he looked up to see a thunderstorm raining, His robe was ripped it up and he was only in his pants. Rhemus looked at his wounds, On his face and on his stomach. No animal in the forest dares to come close to a Werewolf... Only James or sirius wouldve attacked them.. And they wont attack if I dont attack..
"What have I done.." muttered Rhemus. Rhemus started walking toward the castle barely, Always leaning on a Tree for support, Once there was no trees he started walking and walking, He walked about half the distance to hogwarts but he couldnt do it any more, He was too tired, He was also in pain from the wounds, And worst his head hurt always after he transformed into a Werewolf. Rhemus fell on the ground his face into the dirt.

((Ouch, that's gotta hurt))

James struggled. "No...I just need bandages...or something to make this stop bleeping," He whipsered, trying to keep his pride by NOT passing out...but it was visible, even in this dark, that the color in his face was slowly draining from him.

"Fine," said Lily with a tight lipped expression. She began tearing strips from her cloak. Regretfully she began to wrap some around James' wounds. She tied them tightly ignoring how James winced. Lily sat up and helped James to the stairway to the boys' dormitory.

Lydia stood at the edge of a balcony. The wind blowing her brown hair wildly. Her eyes were glewed to the ground several hundred feet down. SHe was standing on the banister that bordered the balcony. One wrong shift of balance and she would be gone.

James managed to crack a small grin. "Thanks....what would I do without you, Lils?" He asked, struggling to climb the stairs.

~Ill wait until someone finds me 😛 ~

((Where are you and and what happened))

((I Pmed you))