Start of a shit story
James was out in the at night in the forest under the veil of darkness.
worst of all it was a full moon tonight was the night the marauders went to the whomping willow to stay with Remus. But tonight James had been left to his own devices. He was never much good at directions apart from when he was on a broomstick. Oh how he wish he had his right about now.
"Hello-? Is- is anybody here?" James said trying to prepare himself for what was in the forbidden forest. He straighted his posture and dusted off his clothes
"Okay I can do this. I'm James potter. I can do anything" james mumbled quietly just talking to himself, but he wasn't crazy or anything.. right?
He was alone tonight to find the whomping willow but it seemed that he had horribly miscalculated the path and was probably now stuck in the middle of the forest.
James could hear footsteps and trying his very best not to start screaming like a girl and call for Sirius he gathered his gryffindor courage and turned to glare in the direction of the sound.
"Fucksake.. Whose there!?" He shouted, hurriedly looking around making sure nobody was there.
Yea he was fine it would be fine.. but what in the name of merlin was he doing in the forbidden forest he should be at the whomping willow by now..
But then sticks could be heard cracking and crunching the distance, giving James a rush of much unwanted adrenaline.
"HELLO?" He shouted again even more agitated than earlier.
"SIRIUS? PETER? THIS ISNT FUNNY YOU KNOW!" James screamed running to look behind the large oak trees surrounding him making the ominous vibe even more exaggerated.
"There you are sirius-" James started at a black shadow as he noticed slowly it wasn't Sirius "who? Who are you-?"
The trees seemed to close in on him and the night sky get a bit darker as the stranger walked towards him.
They were tall and skinny with a thick hood dropped over their head, James could just make out their pale face, they had large dark red eyes and cheeks bones that could cut paper.
Holding out their arms the clocked stranger slowly pronounced in a posh voice.
"Well.. whomst I am is not of your concern boy but oh.. " they gracefully walked over to a shaking James who tried to move but just couldn't
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?- SIRIUS!!!" James shouted with everything he had in his lungs, his throat felt raw afterwards as if he had swallowed sandpaper.
"Oh poor boy.. you friends don't care about you that much to be looking for you.." the stranger took his boney hand and held James cheek, when it touched him it was cold and weak much like a corpse.
"You'd do good as one of us.. join us boy." They said, The strangers eyes seemed to bore into James and it felt as if they had some enchantment on them.
"Join-? Join what? Who are are you!-" James voice was hoarse from screaming, all he could do was look at the stranger, after some time he noticed that they had tow fangs pertruding from their mouth.
"Your arent- your not- your a vampire aren't you?" James muttered realising that he himself was probably going to die.
This was the end of James potter.
He just hoped that maybe Sirius or somebody would find his body and give him a good burial,
But he couldn't die, he didn't want to leave everybody he loved, not Sirius not Peter not Remus and especially not his parents. He couldn't go yet he had so much.. yet so little. Alas it was his time.
He closed his eyes as the strangers deep voiced attacked his ears
"Well aren't you smart.. yes I am.. so will you join me or not. I doubt you'd survive on your own."
They said letting go of his face and straighting themselves
"No! I'd never join you! I don't want to hurt anybody!" James said with what little voice he had left.
He had long stopped trying to move but he now felt as if he tried he could probably move but he still makes himself even if whatever spell was placed on him was removed.
"Well you leave me no choice" the stranger Said calmly striding over to James and grabbing his neck roughly, James tried to protest but he couldn't use his voice anymore he felt it as the stranger sunk their teeth into his neck and after that it was blank..
When he woke his head felt hollowed and as if he the dead arising. He was still in the forest and it seemed to be night still but the moon was in a different position? Why was that? It was full just a minute ago wasn't it...
It was, it had to be. the moon was full because it had to be tonight was the night Remus would transform.
James mustered as much strength as he could to sit up straight.. his arms felt like poorly made putty and his head like an ocean of acidic colours
What happend to him?
Then he remembered.. the mysterious stranger.
His hand instinctively went to his neck and he felt something sticky running down his neck. He pulled his hand into view and saw it was covered in... Blood?
James couldn't be a vampire it was just a cut right?, but he felt so different, like all his senses had been heightened and he felt like he could sense the path back to the castle.
Carefully he got up still with a banging headache and headed to what he hoped was hogwarts.
The woods were the same ominous presence they always were but James noticed some new things on his walk back, he saw how many owls actually rested in the trees.
Unfortunately his strength wasn't back fully and he tried his best not to collapse, holding onto the sticks as if they were poorly made handrails but still James couldn't keep his balance and fell to the floor with a loud thunk!
"Ugh why me?" He mumbled to himself still trying to claw his way back up.
"Hello? Who is there?" Said a voice from James left, but it wasn't the same deep voice that the stranger had it was somebody else, but James still couldn't place the voice.
"Hello? Bane? Is that you?" Said the stranger trotting into James view.
..
Wait trotting?, well it seemed to be as James looked at who was there he saw what was a human from the head to the horse and a horse from the torse to the feet- no hooves? Whatever that didn't matter James needed help and he felt as if he could trust this stranger.
"Hello.." James said in a croak that didn't sound like his normale energetic voice but instead a raw broken voice
"Ah! Your not bane! Who are you? Why are you in our forest?" Said the centaur pointing their bow at James
"I'm.. I'm James potter.. can you- can you help me please?" He said trying to get up again.
"Well James your awfully hurt..! Wait! What's that? On- on your neck?" The centaur said trotting forwards and look down at James
"I think- a vampire- I don't know who-" he replied still trying to get up but his legs felt like snapped cigarettes
"A vampire..? Well I'm sorry for you. Now would you like some help getting to hogwarts?" Said the centaur holding out his hand for James to grab
"Thank you- urm what's your name?" James asked steadily getting up to hold onto the centaurs back
"My name is Firenze and I am as you may have noticed a centuar. I call this woods my home, now would you like to ride on my back? We could get back much quicker" Firenze said shifting his bow back on his back and making sure it was comfortable before actually trying to help James son his back.
"Yea thanks mate appreciate it" James replied getting on firenzes back and holding in as best he could, the centaur started to slowly trot until James got comfortable with the speed they were going at and sped up quickly getting himself to hogwarts.
"Well hope you didn't hate that too much now" joked Firenze letting out a kiddish chuckle
"No it's fine.. thanks Firenze" James replied feeling as if he was about to drop dead right on the spot, he did feel quite different now.
"Goodbye James I hope to see you again but not in this state of course" Firenze said turning around to go back into the forest and before James could say goodbye the centaur was gone.
*Well that was weird* James thought trying to recall where to go now.
Right the castle he had to go and find the marauders
Wait no they were in the shreaking shake right?
No James felt as if they weren't, he couldn't explain it but they just weren't in there.
So James made his grueling journey back to eh castle with blood streaming down his neck and what probably was a concussion.
He had to much time to think when walking back to the castle but he finally got there and headed straight for the gryffindor dormitory.
He raced through the corridors as fast as he could and jumped on the moving staircase whilst they were switching positions. He had to get there as soon as he could, finally he got to the portrait of the fat lady and and went to say the password but was stopped by her talking
"Oh poor thing! Get I'm get in! I don't give a sniffles arse what the policies are!" And the portrait swung open for James to get through.
Inside he saw Sirius swinging on a chair looking tired as if he hadn't slept for days with Peter sleeping on a nearby armchair. Remus, lily and marlene were also there occupying a large sofa close to the fireplace with their back turned to James but he knew it was them from their hair.
The first to notice James was Sirius and he just started open mouthed at him when he finally did James just said a quick "Wassup" then collapsed to the cold hard floor.
Goddamn second time today he really was in bad shape.