A/N: This is just a random story that I came up with the idea for while eating lasagna. I know, random, right? It's pretty short... Probably only going to be a few chapters. I might make into a longer story later, but I don't know. :P
But anyways, I don't own any of JK Rowling's characters. Sadly. *sniff* I only own Cassandra Taylor.
Potters fall for redheads.
It's a proven fact.
James Potter I and Lily Evans Potter.
Harry Potter and Ginny Weasly Potter.
But what about the other Potter? Not Albus, but James. Who was his redhead?
"Cass! Wait up!" James called after his best friend.
Cassandra Taylor turned around to face James Potter. Not the first, but the second. She smiled. "Hi, Jamsiepoo! What's up?"
For a second, the jet-black haired boy frowned. But moments later, his face erupted into a wide grin. "Nothing. I was only wondering if you could help me with something," he said.
The redheaded third year rolled her eyes. Normally it wasn't a good thing when James wanted her help. It generally involved a prank of some sort. James Sirius Potter wasn't named after the two greatest pranksters in Hogwarts history for no good reason.
"What's in it for me?" she asked, holding back a grin. Cassandra only hated James's pranks when they were directed at her.
"You get to make Aaron Jones fall face first into a booger pie," he whispered. At this, Cassandra burst out into a fit of giggles. "I'm in," she said back, laughing.
James straightened up and smiled. He could always count on his best friend to help him have a good laugh. His cousin Fred was in detention, so he couldn't prank with him. Yet.
The two friends ran off to the Room of Requirement to plan their prank, laughing their heads off. And while they ran, James Sirius Potter was thinking about how much he liked his friend for who she was. Maybe it was more than just a friendship blossoming right then and there.