Author Note: Don't own Harry Potter or any characters in it

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Sometimes, gamble can work. (J/L)

You know. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose... and sometimes you can go for...

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When I saw James Potter for the first time, when I really noticed him out of the school, he was wearing that kind of clothes that nobody with a little of fashion sense can use. You know, purple t-shirt and green pants. But, still this way, he was just amazing. You know. Pretty. Hot. Handson. Incredibly hot. Pants in fire, if you understand me.

And he just smiled to me, like I'm just another 'wanna be' in the world, and he had not invited me for Hogsmeade two consecutive years.

It isn't like I'm interested about he, or something like it. I'm just... I don't like to be ignored. Nobody like. Still more, I was dressing my amazing red-dress-for-special-dates that Marlene gives me for the Valentine's day. One word: Tiny. Okay, another word: Red.

And, in case that you don't know, I'm a pretty ginger dressed with a tiny red dress.

So, how he doesn't notice me?

How?

Well, I'm sure that I can blame that bleached blonde girl. She's a bitch, you know. With that pretty blue eyes and tiny-everything.

For God, James Potter, look here! She'll dump your ass for a famous Quidditch player. You're so dummy. Really. I hope that you trip over your feet.

WHY YOU DON'T LOOK AT ME?

_ Lily? - Marlene called me through my daydreaming. - You're okay?

_ Wonderful.

She's smiling like some crap joker.

_ I realize.

_ Shut up! - I just scream and everyone around the bar turned eyes to me.

Nice.

Now, I'm not just scary, I'm crazy too.

_ Take it easy doll. I'm just asking.

_ Yeh, and I'll be the most happy person in the world is you just don't.

Marlene see Potter with the blonde girl and started with the 'Oh' and "Wow" like some crazy Justin Bieber Fan.

_ He's in love with you. Everybody know. Why you don't go there and get you man. It's just what he want.

I bite my lip.

_ I know I shouldn't think about he.

_ Why? He's so "fuckable". - I'm looking terrified. - What? It's true!

_ Shut up! - I said, more quiet now.

Marlene blinks to me like a little girl.

_ I bet that you don't rise up and kiss James Potter. I bet.

I look furious to her.

_ You doesn't...

_ I bet – she repeat.

The thing is: I never give up. Never.

So, I do.

I rise my ass from the chair, put my lipstick and stop in front of the Marauders (and the girl), and I can see in the back of his eyes that I have to choose another time to say whats on my mind. I just can't be myself when I see James. Particularly now, because he's very cute tonight.

So, I don't care about the rest. And in the next moment I'm kissing James Potter.

_ I saw you looking over . I'm glad you came – James say with a stupid smile.

_ I'm not like the rest.

_ I know. I don't wanna break your heart. I remember that you told me you'd never fall in love. So, you can bet that I take care of it. I just wanna love you.

_ Yeah. Me too. A bet, you can say.

So. I kiss James Potter, again. Yeah, shut up, it isn't your bussines. Some times, gamble can work.

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PS: This is my first Harry Potter fiction in english, so... be nice. :)