Yay another story! I'm still on break, so I'm on a roll right now. As of right now, this is gonna be a three part thing, but that might change...
Teensy bit of language (well only if you're English...)

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It was just days before the start of midterms and the Hogwarts library was bustling with activity, filled with students frantically struggling to cram in some last minute studying.

Victoire Weasley blew away some stray strawberry blonde strands away from her eyes, irritated. She was standing in what was required to be the quietest room in the castle but she still couldn't get away from that distracting noise!

She had long ago abandoned the idea of studying in the common room. Her mates had spent a good chunk of the day harping about Victoire's sullen attitude. Once she blew up at them, crying that she was fine, they then became busy giggling about their new-found boyfriends, without a care about their upcoming exams. Upon hearing the topic du jour, she had hastily grabbed her things, and after making a flimsy excuse, promptly ran out to seek refuge in the library.

In the far corner of the library, near the Restricted section, she spotted a familiar mop of red hair, belonging to one half of her mischievous duo of cousins, James Potter. Massive tomes surrounded her cousin, who was more likely to found in detention than in the company of books. The boy in question was currently staring hopelessly with wide eyes at a rather thick set of notes Victoire highly doubted belonged to him.

"Well, well, well," Victoire drawled loudly, strolling towards his table." Since when do you know where the library is?"

Heads instantly snapped up at her sudden loud voice in the stillness of the library. Madame Pince, despite her hobbling and old age, spun around to yell at the person who dared to disturb her library. When she saw it was Victoire, her face softened. Victoire's appointment as Head Girl had virtually granted her immunity from Pince's uncontrollable temper.

James looked at her in relief. "You've no idea how glad I am to see you right now, " the thirteen-year old cheered, shoving the large stack of papers into a book. "This whole studying thing is such a pain. I don't understand how you Ravenclaws do it all the time," he complained, shuddering in disgust.

Victoire stifled a grin. The boy may have been a menace for all authority figures, but he was definitely good at lifting her spirits.

"Actually, " James continued," It's a good thing I found you. I have to tell you something," he gestured to the empty chair across from his. Victoire sat down rather apprehensively. James thrived off messing with people's minds. Look at his relationship with his siblings: he literally tormented poor Al for years, saying he was going to be the first Potter in Slytherin.

Once Victoire looked a little more settled, James started up once more. "Look, before the holidays start, I figure I should probably apologize."

Victoire sighed. "What did you do now? I swear if I find out you were the one that set off those fireworks in Slughorn's office-"

"No, not about that," James interjected hurriedly. He smirked slightly. "They were brilliant though weren't they?"

"James!"

"Right. Ignore that."

Victoire just narrowed her eyes at his. "What do you want?"

"Just thought I should say sorry, " James muttered. "For y'know, telling everyone about you and Teddy." Seeing Victoire's impassive face, he plowed on. "I swear I didn't do it on purpose. It was more out of shock y'know? That probably wasn't the way you wanted everyone to find out about-"

Victoire raised her hand, effectively cutting James' convoluted apology off. "It's fine. Really," she added, seeing James's disbelieving look.

"Y'mean that's it?" James questioned doubtfully. "No groveling or Bat Bogey?"

Victoire cracked a smile. "Nah, you're safe. Not that it even matters anymore," Victoire muttered under her breath, obviously not intending James to hear. James' sharp hearing however caught her last remark.

"Huh?" he asked, looking up from his things.

"Oh nothing," Victoire said, smiling weakly. "Just saying that you telling everyone really doesn't make sense anymore."

"Well why not?" James asked, puzzled. "You're still going out with Teddy so me telling everyone, by accident, just means that you don't have to tell 'em."

"James, Teddy and I aren't exactly going out."

"B-but you have to be!" James insisted. "I saw you two that two that day and I dunno about you but that kind of snogging screams relationship."

"Well sorry to disappoint James," Victoire bit out, " we haven't actually talked since September."

"Whaddaya mean you haven't talked to him?" James exclaimed. "You snogged the boy three months ago and it still hasn't come up yet it your letters?"

"Well honestly, I don't think we're even mates anymore," Victoire said bitterly. At James' questioning look, she elaborated, "Technically he did send me a letter. He told me all about Andromeda's lovely garden, and his new internship. He even told me about how much fun he had babysitting Lily."

James raised his eyebrow. "That sounds normal. Why do you look so angry about that?" he added apprehensively, noting her reddening face.

"Because that's just it!" Victoire hissed, throwing her hands in the air. "It was exactly like every other letter he'd ever sent me! He didn't even mention anything about the kiss. Nothing. Nada, Zippo. Zilch. If the bloody tosser wants nothing to do with me, then fine! He can take seventeen years of friendship and just shove it up his-"

"Ah," James uttered awkwardly. Angry girls (that wasn't his mother. Or Lily. Or Rose) really wasn't his territory. "Cheer up Vic. It'll be fine."

Definitely happier after her second outburst of the day, Victoire smiled. "Thanks James. You're a pretty good listener considering you're normally such a brat. No offense," she added.

"None taken, " James grinned toothily. He glanced at his watch and swore softly. "I have practice now and I'm dead if I'm late again. I'll see you at the Burrow then. Later."

Watching her cousin literally skip out of the library, Victoire thought, well that was definitely the oddest conversion I've ever had. She shrugged, waving it off. Maybe James was actually becoming a decent human being, she thought, going back to her baffling Charms text (which, to her great annoyance, wasn't getting any easier).

However Victoire would have been the first person to change her sentiments (meaning she'd happily throttle him) if she saw what James was up to at that moment. Standing right outside the library stood a grinning James Potter, who was happily relaying the conversion to his suspicious talking mirror.

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Ooh I wonder who he's talking to...
Teehee... okay so I know this is supposed to be a Teddy/Vic thing, but there are two more sections left... And I really like what James' character is turning out to be, so he'll probably show up in future fics...
Make me smile :)