A/N: Welcome to the sequel of My Year as Head Girl. If you haven't read that yet, I recommend you do. Thank you so much for reading my story, I hope all of you love it!
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"I want that right in the center of the wall. Don't break it," Gemma ordered.
James twirled his wand and mounted a delicate silver mirror to the middle of the mint green wall. "I don't see why you couldn't have done it yourself, I mean, you are a witch you know."
"You do realize this is the gift that you gave me last Christmas, if you want to break it go right ahead."
"Merlin," James muttered.
"What is it," Gemma snapped.
James smirked before saying, "You sound like dear old mum."
"Shut up."
"Well you didn't deny it."
"Get out of my flat."
James feigned hurt, "Gemma love, are you kicking me out?"
"Yeah," Gemma said.
"But whatever would you do without me?" James said, "I practically helped you put the whole thing together!"
Gemma pretended to think for a bit, "Ahh and I do recall someone saying that I'm a witch, I could have done it myself."
"Could being the operative word." James smiled cheekily.
Gemma glared at him as she adjusted the frames behind the couch to perfection. "Done," she said. Gemma Bell had officially finished moving into her flat in London. The flat was cute and quaint with lots of natural sunlight. As soon as she walked in the living room was to her left, painted mint green with two white couches separating it from the kitchen. There was a side table in between the right angle that they made and a glass coffee table on a bright green area rug. The kitchen was painted yellow with wooden cabinets and a matching dinner table. There was a small breakfast nook coming off of the oven set up with matching stools. Behind the kitchen was her bedroom. It was painted a lovely shade of icy blue with a full sized bed placed in the middle and sheets to match. Gemma had added an undetectable extension charm to her wardrobe so that everything fit where it was supposed to.
"Thank goodness, I'm hungry," James said flopping on the couch.
"And what makes you think you're getting any food at all?" Gemma asked.
James retorted, "Isn't it customary to have a first meal with the bloke who helped you move in?"
"You," Gemma said walking over to him, "are incorrigible."
"You," James said grabbing her arm and pulling her onto the couch next to him, "still fancy me."
He quickly kissed her on the lips before she got up and showed him the door.
"I'm hurt love," he said.
"Well as hurt as you are, I have to get to the hospital tomorrow and you have to go the Ministry."
"Excuses, excuses, I'm sure good old dad would understand."
"Get out. Say hello to Ben for me."
"Fine," James said making a show of the whole thing. "Good day Miss Bell," he nodded and apparated out of the flat.
Gemma turned around and shook her head at the boy. Seventeen years old and acting like he was seven. As she made her way to the kitchen she smiled to herself. The day she realized that he fancied the likes of James Potter was a crazy one. She pulled her wand out and summoned some pasta from the pantry when she felt something warm hug her from behind. Losing concentration the pasta spilled on the floor and Gemma gasped.
"James!" she shouted.
"I almost forgot," he kissed her softly, "goodnight love."
Before Gemma could turn around he had apparated once more. "Idiot," she called out to no one in particular.
She muttered some simple household spells and five minutes later there was pasta boiling on the stove, sauce in a skillet and bread in the toaster. Just as she began setting the food on her plate she heard someone apparate into her living room. Setting it down she walked over to the living room blindly shouting "James Potter if that's you I swear I'm never talking to you again." Much to Gemma's surprise there stood a tall strawberry blonde witch with startling grey eyes staring back at her. "Cassie!"
The tall blonde girl walked over to her and engulfed Gemma in a hug. "Nice to see you to Gem."
"Sorry, it's just—,"
"Potter," they both said together. "Isn't it always," Cassie laughed. "Gemma I absolutely adore your flat, it's fantastic."
"Thank you Cassie!" Gemma said, " I literally just finished unpacking."
"I think you're losing your touch, a whole afternoon? Shame on you."
Gemma rolled her eyes. Same old Cassie.
"How are you? I was just about to have dinner, care to join me?"
"Thank goodness, I'm starving. Do you mind if I have a little peek around I'd love to see what you've done with the place."
"Go right ahead, there's nothing much though, this is all, and then there's the bedroom."
"It's adorable," Cassie called from down the hall.
"Thank you!" Gemma beamed. "I'm glad you liked it."
"And the wardrobe?"
"Undetectable extension charm" they both said at the same time.
Gemma proceeded to set an extra plate and set it on the table across from hers. "How's the Prophet going?"
"It's fantastic," Cassie beamed, "I honestly love it. Right now I'm looking over past entries and you wouldn't believe this woman they once had, what was her name? Oh yes, Rita Skeeter, she was awful wrote the most hideous things about Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Utter rubbish. But it's so interesting, I love seeing the way it's evolved since then. Much more reliable."
"Excellent Cassie! Really!" Gemma told her, "and you and Ben then?"
Cassie smiled a bit, "Me and Ben. You know Gemma, the other day he took me to meet his parents?"
"Oh really? I heard the Andersons were lovely." Gemma stated.
"They are! I simply adore his mum, she's so sweet. A lot like Ben, that is."
Gemma laughed, "so I've been told."
"By Potter?" Cassie asked.
"Who else."
"So how are things going with the two of you? I'm amazed you haven't been tempted to hex him yet," said Cassie.
"I guess the idiot kind of grows on you, plus he's kind of endearing—"
Cassie interrupted, "and Merlin is he fit."
"You know," Gemma said, "I really should tell Ben the things that you say about his best mate."
"I don't bloody care, he already knows," Cassie retorted.
Gemma chuckled, "Well yes, he is."
"Have you talked to Lacy recently, I feel like I haven't seen her in ages!" Cassie asked.
"Actually, I saw her just last week," Gemma said, "she's doing really well at the ministry you know. Her and Fred are actually working together on some project."
"Huh, well would you look at that."
The two of them continued to chat for some time catching up until all the food was wiped clean from their plates. Gemma gathered the pots, pans, plates and utensils to the sink as she said her goodbyes to Cassie and the two of them parted.
After leaving Hogwarts, things had changed drastically for Gemma. She now had an internship at St. Mungo's where she was training to become a full Healer. She just moved in to her own flat and James was still her boyfriend. He and Ben both moved in together, they had a flat in London not too far from Gemma's. The two of them reported to auror training every morning which was run by the one and only Harry Potter and Ben was still with Cassie. Cassie had a job at the Daily Prophet which she seemed to love. Fred and Lacy were still together and they both had jobs interning at the Ministry.
The six friends from Hogwarts were still as close as ever, meeting every so often and doing things together as friends usually do.
Gemma was thankful that everything was going so well for all of them so when she went to bed that night, for the first time in her own apartment, she couldn't help but smile to herself.