“Well I’d like to know how you happened to be in the perfect spot to grab my snitch at the perfect time," asked James, raising his eyebrows.

“Well I just happened to be there, happy?” I snapped.

“Not exactly.”

“I AM GOING TO GET YOU BACK FOR THIS, WALKER! MAKE NO MISTAKE!”

“OOOOH! I’M SO SCARED!”

“YOU SHOULD BE!”

I don't care how many detentions McGonagall gives me, when we're done with this embarrassment, I'm going to kill Peakes.


Detention tonight sounds like a good idea. Cleaning the dungeons. I can accidently on purpose smash his head with a heavy cauldron and so easily claim it was an accident...

"Well," he said, getting up from his seat, "I guess I'll see you all at practice. Goodbye friends." He offered a wave and nodded curtly at me, "Walker." 

"Hey," said Albus, "It's your friend Walker now."

Potter looked ready to vomit.

How nice.

It's ridiculous. Who would buy shoes, that obviously can't even keep you upright, for that much money?


Crazy psycho brides, that's who.

"No one could spend five minutes with you and think you have no feelings," he said, "You're way too angry to be soulless."

"Thanks Potter," I said grumpily,  "You're just full of fuzzy love aren't you."
  
"Part of my charm," he offered a quick grin.

"What charm?" I asked in genuine confusion.

Merlin I wish my friends would get their love lives in order. I'm getting tired of wasting time trying to sort them out.

"You…You-YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD RIGHT NOW!"

I folded my arms, feeling very annoyed, "Well, sorry for the inconvenience. I'll make sure not to disappoint next time I fall off my broom."

I stared at her, gobsmacked. I'd previously thought the word 'friend' wasn't in Walker's vocabulary.

Ever since he and Max had broken up he had been moping around as though he had just been condemned to a life living in the basement with our Uncle Percy and his three cats. According to Fred, what he was feeling was worse. It made me shudder to contemplate such a horror.

"Did you come here to argue?" Zach snapped, "Because if you did James is still around here somewhere, and I'm sure he'd love to do the honors. You both clearly love it, so why not just go and do it? So, unless you came here to drink and bask in your own failiure, I'm not interested."

Well, he was clearly in a foul mood.

 My great uncle Vernon always said we could never trust the french. Now I saw what he meant.