Chapter 1: Wedding Plans and Pranks

Ally POV…

I ran up the stairs to Lily and Lorcan's flat. Why did they have to live in a muggle flat complex? I was running late because of my work at St. Mungo. Lily and Lorcan had finally picked a day for their wedding.

I finally made it up to their door; I put my hands on my knees to catch my breath. I knock on the door and Lily answers it. She was glowing; her green eyes had pure happiness in them. She was so much in love with Lorcan.

"Ally, what took you so long to get here?" Lily moved out of the way to let me in.

"Sorry, work." I enter her two bedrooms flat. Lily nodded and led me to the sitting room where everyone else was. I stop in the doorway to find Albus Potter sitting on the couch, his jet-black hair was messy as always and his green eyes were laughing, he was drinking a butterbeer. Next to him was Rose Malfoy, she married Scorpius Malfoy last year, She was holding their son, Skylar. Also there was Lysander Scamander, Lorcan brother.

Lorcan was sitting in a chair by the fireplace; Lily went to sit on his lap. I took a seat next to Albus, only because it was the only seat left. I didn't want to make a scene by going into the kitchen to get a chair.

Lily smiled. "Lorcan and I have decide on a date for the wedding, January 18th." I smiled; finally it took them a long time to decide on the date. "And you four are going to be in the wedding."

I think I heard someone gasped. Everyone was looking at Lily and Lorcan. I mean I knew Lysander and Rose would be in it, they are family. Okay maybe Albus too because he was the bride's brother, but why me. I must have voiced my question out loud because I heard.

"Because you are my best friend. We shared a dorm for seven years. We told each other things in the middle of the night. You didn't treat me any different because I was Harry Potter's daughter. Remember." Lily said.

It was our first night at Hogwarts, the other girls couldn't believe that I was Professor Longbottom's daughter and Lily was Harry Potter's daughter. Since I knew Lily when we were in nappies. Later we rolled our eyes and laughed about it.

I smiled. "Okay. I'll be in the wedding." Lily got up and hugged me.

After she took her seat again. "You will all have thing to do. Rose and Lysander you will help with the flower arrangements. Ally and Al you will help pick out the band. There will be other small things. But for now that is what I need from you."

Great now I have to work with Albus Potter. Albus and I don't get along; we haven't been civil to each other since we were in nappies. My parents never believe me when I told them about what Albus did when we were little.

He would pull my hair. He took my favorite doll and threw it in the pond by his grandmother's house. When I told on him, Albus used his puppy-dog eyes on our mothers. They smiled and said I misplaced it. I still did not forgive him for that. It didn't stop when we were in Hogwarts. He would prank me all the time and never got a detention for it. No one believed me when I told them. He was so convincing to everyone. I started calling Albus when we were younger when he played one too many jokes. He liked it, so he started calling me Allison.

When I looked over at him, he smirks. He is going to love this. I gave him my most evil look; he only laughs out loud for everyone to look at us. He leans over and whispers. "Allison we are going to have so much fun."

"Great." I mumbled. "As soon as this wedding is over. I won't have to see your ugly face again."

"That would be fine with me. Since I don't like you." Albus said. He patted my leg. The heat that went through my leg was dangerous. We trade a look. I saw a little color on his cheek. We glance around to make sure no one saw what happen, no one notice us.

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Albus POV…

After I left my lovely sister's flat, I made my way over to Diagon Ally. I smiled because this is going to be fun, messing with Allison. I enter my uncle's shop. "Hi Uncle George, Fred." I waved to my uncle and cousin.

I went down to aisle to find what I need. "What are you doing here, Al?" My cousin said from behind me.

"I just need a few things." I pick up a product that would be perfect for Allison with her dark red hair and her dark brown eyes that were always shooting daggers at me.

"For what?" Fred took a look at the product and then at me. "Or should I say for who?" You could never get anything passed by Fred. Either you tell him or he would find out by himself.

"I'm going to prank someone." I told him something. We walked back up to the counter.

"Who are you going to prank?" Fred asked as he rung me up. "Five galleons."

I handed him the money. "You will know later." He handed me the bag. I left before Fred could ask anymore questions.

I decide to walk home on this warm summer day. Planning this wedding with Allison is going to be fun. I haven't seen her since Rose's wedding and that was back in December. Seeing her again brought back memories for me. All the times I messed with her.

It all started back when we were little and I pulled her hair, she cried and I got away with it. So I after that I made it my mission to torture her. Every year I did one big thing to her. Like one year I threw her doll in the lake, the next year I took her clothes and hid them in the tree house my dad build for us. She had to wear Lily's clothes on the way home, she knew it was me who did.

The year after that I went to Hogwarts, so I had all year to plan on what I was going to do on her. When I got home that summer, again I messed with her and again in my second year. In my third year, I knew she was coming to Hogwarts and I was going to have fun with her. Through the years, I prank, she tried to tell on me, and we do it all over again.

In my seventh year, I had to go out with a bang. I planed and planed; I spent all my pocket money, birthday, and holiday money on things for my prank. The day before finals, Allison came walking down with blue hair, her school robes had writing on them. All day things kept on happening to her, she finally had enough of it because she corners me in the common room. She yelled and I smiled, then she slapped me. I haven't pranked her since then.

I walked into my studio flat; I throw my bag on the counter and grab a butterbeer. I make my way over to my bed, threw the robes that were on the bed on the floor. I take a seat and look around my messy flat. It is a good thing my mother does not come around. She would kill me for this mess. I start to think about what I'm going to do to her with a product that I bought. This is going to be fun. I turn on the wireless to listen to James' game.