CHAPTER 1
James Potter took a deep breath. This was getting completely out of hand. She's a godforsaken 13 year old, why am I even doing this? He asked himself. As if she knows better than I do. He took another breath and looked up at the curly haired brunette. It dawned on him that her vivid lavender eyes could scare the shit out of him. He could see her lips moving but couldnt really register the words.
"And another thing, she's practically FAILING Hogwarts!" she threw her hands up in the air. "James? Are you even paying attetion?" she asked impatiently.
James shook himself out of his current state. He prepared to argue back. "She's not failing!" was all he could come up with though. She rolled her eyes. 'He is impossible.' she thought. How could this be the future head boy of hogwarts? Or future minister of magic? Really, this boy was a total dunderhead.
"She isnt worth you, James!" she shook her head. "She was a filthy rag-a- muffin!" she argued. She wasnt going to let him win this argument and they both knew it. James though, would not give up without a fight.
"No, she wasnt!" he said, stomping his foot childishly on the floor. "She was smart, and beautiful, and-and-"
"Only after your money!" she cut in. She knew what was best for him, he just wouldnt give up. She calmly sat down on her vanity table and looked in the mirror, making eye contact with a very annoyed James.
"You cant say that!" He said indignantly. He flopped on her bed with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Yes I can, James." she said calmly. "Ever wonder what happened to your gold dragon necklace? The one from Grandpapa?" she asked him. She had a smile on her face that told him that she would win this thing, no matter what. He shook his head.
"I know, I found it in her bag." He sighed. "But this is different! That's not the issue, Samantha!" He said. He jumped from the bed and stared at her. "Stop messing with my love life! You havent got the right!"
"Of course I have the right, James!" she argued. "I'm your sister! I know whats best for you!" She knew that she almost had him. A few more phrases, and James would have to be crying on the floor, telling her she's right.
"Sam! You're 13 years old!" He said. this was starting to piss him off. How dare she dismiss his girlfriend without even consulting him or asking him whether he loved her or not. Knowing James, he probably didnt. That might've been just his flavor of the week. But he could dump his girlfriends on his own.
"James, you were just going to toy with the girl for a few days longer anyway." She rolled her eyes. He was so dramatic. Acting like he really loved her. Please! She knew better than to believe that 'I'm-so-damn-in- love' act of his. "Why are you wasting your time with these losers anyway?"
"Maybe I dont think they're losers!" He shot back.
"Please! If you're going to play with hearts, do it with the right ones, please!" She said. She crossed her arms over her tummy and looked at him.
"An who would be the right hearts to play with?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Someone with a high stature. Popular, loved and hated at the same time." She said, looking proudly at her brother.
"Are you telling me that you can find a better girl for me to date, than I can?" He asked. Boy this girl was getting cocky. No one picked better girlfriends than he did. He had the female population at his feet, who was she kidding?
"That's exactly what I'm telling you." she said seriously. "Are you up for the deal?"
"And the details would be...?" he asked. He was sure this thing wouldnt work, but he played along anyway.
"I find a girl who's good with you, you stick to all my decisions... especially about your love life." she grinned an evil grin. He could hear the wheels turning in her head.
"And if you dont?" He asked. "You stay away from my love life and my girlfriends... got it?" He asked. This was going to be good. She'd never find a girl, and she'd be out of his love life in a snap.
"Deal." She said looking at him evilly. He smiled and made hisway to the door. "You dont know what you got your pretty little curly head into, Sam." He said quietly to himself as he went out side. He did his best to hide a chuckle.
Inside the room, Samantha relaxed on her bed, grinning from ear to ear. "You poor, little twit." She said quietly. "I am going to have so much fun messing with you, you stupid sap!"
James Potter took a deep breath. This was getting completely out of hand. She's a godforsaken 13 year old, why am I even doing this? He asked himself. As if she knows better than I do. He took another breath and looked up at the curly haired brunette. It dawned on him that her vivid lavender eyes could scare the shit out of him. He could see her lips moving but couldnt really register the words.
"And another thing, she's practically FAILING Hogwarts!" she threw her hands up in the air. "James? Are you even paying attetion?" she asked impatiently.
James shook himself out of his current state. He prepared to argue back. "She's not failing!" was all he could come up with though. She rolled her eyes. 'He is impossible.' she thought. How could this be the future head boy of hogwarts? Or future minister of magic? Really, this boy was a total dunderhead.
"She isnt worth you, James!" she shook her head. "She was a filthy rag-a- muffin!" she argued. She wasnt going to let him win this argument and they both knew it. James though, would not give up without a fight.
"No, she wasnt!" he said, stomping his foot childishly on the floor. "She was smart, and beautiful, and-and-"
"Only after your money!" she cut in. She knew what was best for him, he just wouldnt give up. She calmly sat down on her vanity table and looked in the mirror, making eye contact with a very annoyed James.
"You cant say that!" He said indignantly. He flopped on her bed with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Yes I can, James." she said calmly. "Ever wonder what happened to your gold dragon necklace? The one from Grandpapa?" she asked him. She had a smile on her face that told him that she would win this thing, no matter what. He shook his head.
"I know, I found it in her bag." He sighed. "But this is different! That's not the issue, Samantha!" He said. He jumped from the bed and stared at her. "Stop messing with my love life! You havent got the right!"
"Of course I have the right, James!" she argued. "I'm your sister! I know whats best for you!" She knew that she almost had him. A few more phrases, and James would have to be crying on the floor, telling her she's right.
"Sam! You're 13 years old!" He said. this was starting to piss him off. How dare she dismiss his girlfriend without even consulting him or asking him whether he loved her or not. Knowing James, he probably didnt. That might've been just his flavor of the week. But he could dump his girlfriends on his own.
"James, you were just going to toy with the girl for a few days longer anyway." She rolled her eyes. He was so dramatic. Acting like he really loved her. Please! She knew better than to believe that 'I'm-so-damn-in- love' act of his. "Why are you wasting your time with these losers anyway?"
"Maybe I dont think they're losers!" He shot back.
"Please! If you're going to play with hearts, do it with the right ones, please!" She said. She crossed her arms over her tummy and looked at him.
"An who would be the right hearts to play with?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Someone with a high stature. Popular, loved and hated at the same time." She said, looking proudly at her brother.
"Are you telling me that you can find a better girl for me to date, than I can?" He asked. Boy this girl was getting cocky. No one picked better girlfriends than he did. He had the female population at his feet, who was she kidding?
"That's exactly what I'm telling you." she said seriously. "Are you up for the deal?"
"And the details would be...?" he asked. He was sure this thing wouldnt work, but he played along anyway.
"I find a girl who's good with you, you stick to all my decisions... especially about your love life." she grinned an evil grin. He could hear the wheels turning in her head.
"And if you dont?" He asked. "You stay away from my love life and my girlfriends... got it?" He asked. This was going to be good. She'd never find a girl, and she'd be out of his love life in a snap.
"Deal." She said looking at him evilly. He smiled and made hisway to the door. "You dont know what you got your pretty little curly head into, Sam." He said quietly to himself as he went out side. He did his best to hide a chuckle.
Inside the room, Samantha relaxed on her bed, grinning from ear to ear. "You poor, little twit." She said quietly. "I am going to have so much fun messing with you, you stupid sap!"