As you may know, my first chapters genuinely suck. So I uploaded this one again, and I hope it's a whole lot better...please? So...if you don't like this chapter than I can honestly tell you that it's one of my worst chapters in this story.

Onto the story, eh?

I walked down the Hogwarts Express, nervous to nearly having a psychological breakout. It didn't help that when I finally found an empty compartment in the train, it already had someone else in it.

Guess it wasn't so empty after all.

"Hey," I said, pushing open the glass door. "Do you, I mean, do you mind if I sit here?"

The boy who was there looked up. His hair was jet-black and his eyes were a warm brown. Wait-hazel. "Yeah, I mean, no."

"Thanks," I said and then walked in. "I'm...Addison. And you're..."

"James." His eyes smiled at me like his mouth did. "James Potter."

My mouth opened a little bit. "You-you're Harry Potter's son! Erm, James Sirius Potter, am I right?"

"Uh, yeah. I never knew that I was that famous."

"You aren't," I said. "I'm just a wide reader."

"Thanks."

I blushed as I realized what I just said. Curse my mouth, it betrayed me at the worst times. And it was especially bad because I rarely talked to boys, and here one was.

That was my first time meeting James Sirius Potter. Later, we were both sorted into Gryffindor, and then I made a friend-Lexi. She looked a bit like a barbie, with darkish blond hair and green eyes. We both loved to read, and hit it off immediately.

James and I were still friends, but Lexi and I became closer. Soon enough he introduced us to Roxanne, who became another close friend of mine, and James had other friends, who were boys, but we still talked and laughed together in classes and in the common room.

The teachers were nice, I guess, but my favorite was Hagrid by far. After that, I su'pose it would be Professor Longbottom, who was a close family friend of James and Roxanne's. "Easy O," I told him.

"Shove off," he told me back.

My first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth years passed by in peaceful harmony. My seventh year was full of drama, romance, and angst. Yep, angst. Plenty of it, I wotcher.

And so, I guess that this is what happened to me in seventh year.

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