Hi, so I've started becoming obsessed about Albus Severus Potter, so I felt the obligation, as a loyal Harry Potter fan, to write a story about Albus/OC!
ROSE WEASLEY'S POV
I sighed in frustration, again. My best friend, Shayla Brooks was completely oblivious to the practically love sick stares of my cousin, Albus Potter.
I could tell he was in love. His piercing green eyes lit up whenever her name was mentioned or when she walked into the room, and when she talked to him, he started stuttering and mumbling.
Unfortunately, she did play with his emotions a bit, thinking that he didn't like her. That only made him grow more distant. He was always the reserved one, but now it seemed he was bordering insanity. Of course, I had given Shay a couple hints that he liked her, but she never noticed. Sometimes I wonder about her.
But I had my own love life to worry about. I had a huge crush on Scorpius Malfoy, Albus' best friend, and the boy my father told me never to get close to. They were both in their sixth year in Slytherin, just like Shayla and I, except we were in Gryffindor.
"C'mon Rosie! Marcus is meeting me at Hogsmeade, and I need you to be there too!" Shayla pleaded.
"Fine," I said, following her to Hogsmeade. But not before I saw the hurt in Albus's eye when he heard that Shay had a date.
I glanced back at him sympathetically before turning to follow my heart-breaker friend to Hogsmeade.
SCORPIUS MALFOY'S POV
Ah, Rose Weasley. The love of my life. With her wild red hair, stunning eyes, and fiery temper, it was hard not to notice her. But was really hard not to notice was the way my best friend, Albus Severus Potter, wasn't talking to anyone and insisting on staying in his room on weekends.
I mean Merlin, if I didn't know any better, I'd say everyone he knew died. But I can't die just yet! First off, I'm way too hot and Rose would never realize that. Second, oh who am I kidding? There's only one reason.
Anyway, I'm going to get to the bottom of this, if it's the last thing I do.
SHAYLA BROOKS'S POV
I was in heaven. Marcus was amazing! Sweet, gentlemanly, what more could a sixteen year old girl want? Marcus Flint jr. was just phenomenal, and he's such a great kisser. I could stay in his arms forever and ever.
But something about what Rose told me on the way to Hogsmeade this morning bothered me. She said to look around and make sure I wasn't hurting anyone, namely a black haired boy with green eyes and glasses. Who in Merlin's name did I know with black hair, green eyes and glasses?
I'm immensely popular (those are not my words, I quoted Rose), so I know many people. I wracked my brains for the rest of that night, hoping to find out who was hurting because of me.
JAMES SIRIUS POTTER'S POV
Something is wrong with Al.
I mean, not that I cared that much, but it's the most interesting thing I can think about at three in the morning. So yeah, it's either Al or my pet hamster when I was seven.
Sorry, I get sidetracked a lot.
Anyway, Albus has been hiding in his dorms, and when he appears in public, he's hiding behind a book, not even talking to his best friend Scorpius Malfoy.
Wait! Oh my Merlin, I know what's wrong with him!
He's having a bad hair week. Explains why his hair is so messy, and it's always messy, but it hasn't been meeting his usual messy standards. Oh James, when did ya get so smart?
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