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Chapter One

How did this happen to me? I'm James Sirius Potter; son of the chosen one. I was stupid to ever think that drama ended when Lord Voldemort did. Because there is a greater evil in this world and it took someone I care about from me and there's no revenge I can get; not even a pranking spree and I can't make the pain go away. Anyway; this is what happened.

It was back in September and I was sitting at the long wooden table reserved for Gryffindors in the Great Hall with the other sixth years eating the beginning of the year banquet when she walked past to go and sit at the Ravenclaw table. How had I never noticed her before? She had the most transfixing brown eyes and long eyelashes, olive skin that shimmered in the light of the candles that were floating around the hall; her long dark chocolate brown hair had perfect waves in it making her high pony tail flow like a river, soft pink lips and rosy cheeks. I couldn't think of anything about her that wasn't perfect.

'Potter! Potter!' that was Professor Glipped, the potions master, snapping me out of my day dream and bringing me back into the real world. 'What colour does it turn?'

'Huh? Oh sorry Professor. Can you repeat the question?'

'After the half way stage of creating the draught of the living dead potion what colour should your concoction turn?' Glipped's eyes narrowed on me but I just smiled and answered.

'Oh. I know that! It's purple.'

'Lilac actually.' He corrected me and turn back to the blackboard to continue writing notes that we were supposed to be copying down. Not that I could actually read his scrawny handwriting.

'Yeah James. It's lilac. Get it right!' joked the sandy haired boy next to me. He's my best mate Sabriel.

'Shut up Saby!' I laughed, digging him in the ribs.

'Ouch.' Saby elbowed me back, smirking.

'Potter! Martinez! Stay behind during lunch.' Glipped span around and snapped at us. Sabriel and I just exchanged glances and stifled our laughs. 'Right. You two are no longer allowed to sit next to each other. Potter move and come sit next to Miss Miller. Get your stuff and switch seats with Jordan.'

'Fine.' I sighed; gathering up my books and quill and moving to the desk that Glipped was gesturing to with his long bony finger. It wasn't until I plonked myself down into the seat that I realised I was sitting next to the girl I saw earlier. For some reason I went all shy. I never go shy. Ever.

She turned to look at me and I smiled. 'Hi.' She said. 'I'm Jasmine.'

My stomach decided now would be a good time for it to learn to do a backflip so there was a weird delay between my reply to her as I got distracted by her sheer beauty. I blinked and managed to throw out the words and hold out my hand. 'I'm James.'

She shook it with her soft hands, like silk. 'I know. You're Harry Potter's son.'

'What? Oh yeah. I am.' I had no idea what I was saying. They were just words.

'It must be pretty cool to have him as a dad.'

'You'd think so.' I replied. 'But apparently I'm "just like my Grandfather" and "always get into trouble".'

'Really? I would never have guessed.' She said sarcastically and giggled. She had a cute laugh.

'Why haven't I seen you around much before?' I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders. 'I've been away for a while… But I'm back here for good now.'

'That's cool.' I smiled and she did too. 'I…'

'Potter!' Glipped rudely interrupted me. 'Don't make me move you again.'

I sighed and shook my head paying no attention what so ever to anything that came out of Glipped's gob because he had it in for me. Apparently he used to be a death eater but I find that hard to believe as he doesn't have the balls to do that. Git.

The bell rang loudly to signal the end of the lesson. 'See you James.' Jasmine grinned and waved as she walked off carrying her books close to her chest. I watched her soft pony tail bounce away and forgot where I was for a moment until Sabriel made me jump by sneaking up behind me and slapping my back.

'Ouch.' I said even though it didn't hurt.

'Don't go anywhere boys.' Glipped ordered as he vanished into a store cupboard.

'Quick!' whispered Sabriel as he grabbed my bag and we ran out of the dungeon classroom as quickly as possible. As if we were going to do what Glipped told us to! It's not like we wanted to waste our lunchtime in his company.

'So,' said Sabriel as we sat down in our usual spot in the middle of the quidditch pitch to be as awkward for everyone else as possible. 'You and that Ravenclaw girl seemed to be getting on quite well.'

'Yeah. She's cool.'

'She's cool?' He raised an eyebrow and smirked. 'And?'

'Yeah.'

'Oh come on James. The only time I've ever seen you so distracted is when there's food or quidditch involved. You haven't stopped staring her since you saw her walk past the other week. It's quite creepy really.'

'What are you insinuating?' I asked even though I knew the answer.

'Jamsie kins has a crushie wushie!' He nudged me.

'Could you make that sound any more ridiculous?' I laughed, pushing him over. 'And yeah. So what if I think she's fit? And clever and funny and she's like... gorgeous and…' I was interrupted by Sabriel pulling a weird face with wide eyes and a silly smirk.

'I could try making it sound more ridiculous. You don't even know this chick.'

'I do. Sort of.' I said.

'What's her name?'

'Jasmine Miller.'

'Miller?' Sabriel repeated what I had just said like some kind of bloody parrot.

'Yes…'

'Her brother broke Lea's heart.'

'Your sister Lea?'

'No. Lea the turtle I brought last weekend.' He really needs to get better as sarcasm. 'Yes my bloody sister.'

'There's probably a load of people with the surname Miller in this school.' I told him, remembering how badly Lea was upset. Anyway, that was 4 years ago, they were our age.

'Probably.' Sabriel sighed unwrapping his chocolate frog.

'Anyway… Do you think I should ask Jasmine out?' I asked even though I had a plan already.

'How could she say no to you?' Sabriel laughed, his usual smirk returning.