Famous quidditch-playing dad, famous and beautiful mother, obnoxious brother, who has dated so many girls he can’t keep track, loads of money, and a huge house—what else could make a girl happy? Alexandra’s reputation is anything but great in the eyes of the magical community. Not at all helped by the dirty, worthless, attention seeking, hog, James Potter Jr. Will she trade her world of expensive dresses and famous boys for a life not complicated by her parents’ fame?

“Oi, you will have plenty of time to snog later, the least you could do is introduce us to your beautiful new friend.”

James Potter was used to getting any girl he wanted, and he was therefore concerned when the blonde and pink-haired girl before him rolled her eyes in annoyance.

“Wow, that’s bloody full schedule! Are you a genius or something?” Alex frowned in response, but this only made her look more attractive.
“No, my mother thinks that making my schedule hard will keep me out of trouble.”
“So you’re a trouble maker?” he said with a smirk that didn’t at all cover his interest.
“I have been known to raise a few eyebrows.”

“I have no idea, one second he was here and the next he wasn’t,” said Alex still completely confused.
“Oh – My – God!” said Naomi looking down.
Both Alex and Halie followed her lead and looked down to the ground.
***Winner announced at the end of this chapter!***

The song ended and James detached himself from the very girl that seemed to make his heart beat. How could he be so mellow dramatic, he had only known her for two months; there was no possible way these feeling could be real.

“Alex? Is everything okay?” asked Halie.
Alex threw away her pillow and looked at her concerned friends with an almost manic look, “Other than the fact that I am a complete idiot . . .”
“Why are you an idiot?” asked Naomi.
“I let myself fall for James Potter!”

James flew upright in bed and fixed Alexandra with a surprised glance; he had not expected it to be her.

The truth was, of all the people in her life, James may be one of the only people who would understand who she really was. What it was like to be famous for events that occurred before she was even born; famous for things that she couldn’t even begin to understand. He and he alone, in all of Hogwarts, would understand what it was like to be judged before someone had even met you.

As if the clock had struck midnight on her Cinderella fairytale, the magical disguise fell away from her features. Her hair lay in dark curls down her back, her brown eyes reflecting her slightly freckled nose. She wrung her hands together praying that he would just say a word…a single word.

It’s the one thing she would have given up her trust fund to not have to do… but she’s doing it anyway. Alexandra is going back to Hogwarts and not everything is how she had left it. With one O.W.L down and several to go the only question is, can she make it through the week without cracking?