A/N: First off I want to say thank you ever so much for clicking on my story, even after my rubbish summary, it means a lot!

I don't usually do author's notes at the beginning of a chapter but I thought I would take the time to introduce this fanfiction to you, in the hope you will see it out to the end and enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

This story is finished and currently sits at around 125,000 words on my computer waiting for it's final edits as I upload each chapter. As it is such a beast, the first few chapters are somewhat slow but none the less enjoyable. I would also be the first to admit that my writing at the end of the story was much better than the beginning so apologies if the earlier chapters aren't the best.

The story is from an OC perspective but it deals with so many issues; love; betrayal; heartbreak; family; loyalty; bullying; friendship; forgiveness, just to name a few. I really hope I've done these characters some justice and that you enjoy the next 21 Chapters.

That's all for now,

See you in the endnotes.

Jadeannkneeky

EDITED: 4/12

Chapter 1

"One down, seven to go," Albus sighed throwing his arm around my shoulder.

"Speak for yourself, I have one more than you do," I retorted crossing my arms dejectedly as we followed the rest of the year out of the castle and down to the lake, relishing in an hours break before revision started again.

"You brought that on yourself, my dear," He said planting a kiss on my cheek and running off to catch up with Rose and Scorpius who had walked on ahead. I chuckled as I watched him jump between the two of them, wrapping his arms around their shoulders. I could hear Rose's disgruntled remarks as she threw off her cousin and stormed ahead of the boys, whipping her red hair behind her.

"I really don't know how you put up with him," A voice said from behind me. I turned around to see James Potter standing there with a bemused look on his face. I rolled my eyes and continued ahead, not really in the mood for James Potter and his ego straight after an exam.

"What are you talking about? He's your brother," I replied against my better judgment, continuing ahead to my friends.

"Exactly, I have no choice. You, on the other hand, choose to be his friend. That's on you Han," He said falling into step beside me, "Anyway, how did your exam go?" He asked. I shot him a bewildered look. Although we played Quidditch together, myself and James Potter had never been best pals, not enough for him to suddenly be talking to me without the need of Rose or Albus being there.

"What do you want Potter?" I asked not wanting to amuse his sudden interest. It wasn't that I didn't like him, it just that he was a lot to deal with when Rose and Albus weren't there to deflect him and his ego.

"What," He smirked, "I'm genuinely interested," I considered him for a moment before deciding to humour him.

"It went well actually, not that I was worried about it though," I replied. I was confident in my ability, although not as clever as Rose and Scorpius, I was a straight E student in most subjects with O's in the rest; something I had to work hard for, but was always happy with the result.

"Good," He nodded, "Merlin, I hated it last year, glad I've got a break this year though." He smiled and looked ahead. I wasn't blind to how attractive the older Potter was. Through my early teen years, I could barely say two words to him without going bright red, something he was definitely aware of and would often go out of his way to make me feel extremely uncomfortable. However being friends with most of his family made it difficult to avoid him so during my third year I had to talk myself out of the stupid crush, which was easier than I thought to do. As I grew up I realised that actually, he was a bit of an idiot to most girls, much like his younger brother, and I was better off not getting involved.

"Is there something that you need Potter?" I asked again, hoping he would give up the façade.

"Actually yes," He stopped just short of my friends who were now sitting under our favourite tree watching us with confused expressions on their faces. "Okay, so I've been made head boy for next year."

"Erm…congratulations," I offered, looking confused.

"Thanks, not that I can say it was a surprise but hey," He laughed; I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms waiting for him to continue, "Anyway, McGonagall decided a few years ago that if someone was given head duties then they would be stripped of their other titles, basically so Headship talks precedence. So I can't be captain next year and I was going to give it to you after I left anyway so it's yours if you want it," He said smiling running his hand through his hair, a trait that made most girls weak at the knees. I gapped at him.

"Are you serious?" I frowned not really believing what he was saying, "This isn't some sick joke you and Fred are pulling is it?" I asked looking over his shoulder to see if I could see his mischievous cousin anywhere.

"Why would I joke about Quidditch?" He said seriously, his eyes narrowing slightly, "I've chosen you to be captain next year. You're the second longest running member, next to me, you're probably one of the most devoted and you are definitely the second-best player," He said smiling.

"You mean the best player," I corrected.

"If you say so Marshall," He scoffed and once again ran his hand through his hair, "Anyway, you're saying yes right?"

"Of course I am," I replied, my excitement getting the better of me as I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug. I pulled away and gained my composure slightly; trying to ignore the blush I could feel rising in my cheeks, "Honestly this means more than you even know," I added with a smile.

"Brilliant," He smiled back, "We need to meet over the next couple of evenings just to go over a few things. I'll let you know when I have some free time as I will have to work it around prefect duties-

"And my revision," I interrupted.

"Yes and revision," He shook his head in amusement, "You need to lighten up Marshall."

"Don't act like you didn't work your butt off last year for OWLS," I retorted with a slight frown.

"I didn't actually, just naturally clever you see," He winked, he actually fucking winked at me.

"Merlin you need to get over yourself Potter," I quipped, crossing my arms and shooting him an unimpressed look.

"Nothing wrong with confidence Marshall," He smirked, shrugging and putting his hands in his pockets.

"Yes but there is everything wrong with arrogance Potter," I snipped. He looked at me for a moment before laughing loudly.

"Okay, okay," He said holding his hands up in surrender, "Anyway, I'll let you know a time we can meet," I nodded in response, glancing at my friends who were shooting me questioning looks. "I'll see you later Marshall," He said with a bright smile, looking to my friends and waving at Al before heading off back up the lawn to the castle.

"What was all that about?" Albus frowned watching his brother walk into the castle, his arm around some girls shoulder, "I didn't think you two were friends."

"We aren't particularly," I replied sitting down next to him. Al didn't even look at me, instead his eyes not leaving his brother who was now kissing the girl on the school steps. I tried to ignore the twinge of jealousy I felt in my stomach, not wanting to read anything into it, "What's got you in a mood?" I asked Al, tapping him on the arm to get his attention.

"Just ignore him, Han," Rose said frowning at her cousin, "What did James want?" She asked.

"He asked me to be captain next year as he is being made Head Boy," I replied smiling brightly at my friend. I had worked so hard on the team the past four years; I honestly couldn't believe I was going to be captain.

"Hannah, that's fantastic," Rose beamed, squeezing my hand tightly.

"You're going to have some tough competition," Scorpius smirked. He had been captain of the Slytherin team this year and unfortunately had beaten us in probably the most intense game of Quidditch I'd ever been a part of. There had been a massive bust-up on the pitch which resulted in me and Scorpius not talking for two weeks and Rose losing her mind going between the two of us. She made us agree that Quidditch was never going to come between us ever again. It was going to be an interesting year.

"I've beaten a few snakes in my time Malfoy," I smirked, narrowing my eyes on my Slytherin friend.

"I'm not worried," Scorpius laughed and shook his head.

"Oh, it's on Malfoy,"

"Why did he make you Captain?" Al interrupted rudely. I stared at Albus in shook and turned to Rose and Scorpius who mirrored the same expression. Al was a bit of an idiot most of the time but never intentionally cruel. I felt my annoyance peak slightly but tried not to let him ruin my moment.

"Well you don't play so he couldn't exactly make you it," I said shortly.

"Not what I meant," He replied shaking his head, the frown never leaving his face. "If you're not friends then why did he make you it, surely Fred would be the better choice or Roxy," I glanced at Rose who was glaring at her cousin; if looks could kill.

"Al, what the hell is wrong with you?" She snapped. Al ignored her and looked at me waiting for an answer.

"I don't know," I said hotly, feeling myself going slightly red from embarrassment. "Maybe because I'm actually good at Quidditch," Al actually scoffed. I narrowed my eyes at him, resisting the urge to smack him in the face, "Or maybe he didn't want another Weasley or Potter as Captain," Al considered me for a moment before grabbing his bag and standing up.

"Whatever," He said storming off back up to the school.

"What the hell has gotten into him?" I asked Rose in bewilderment. I couldn't believe Al's reaction to me becoming captain, it was so out of character. Rose looked after her cousin with a pitiful but annoyed look on her face. She sighed loudly and shook her head.

"Not that I'm excusing his idiotic behaviour, but I'm sure he has his reasons," She gave me a sympathetic look and pulled revision notes out of her bag, "Okay then Gryffindor Captain," I smiled at her, "Let's see how your knowledge is on the unforgivable curses and their properties."

"Okay, so this is my playbook," James said holding out a folder full of scrap pieces of parchments that was bursting at the seams, "You guard this with your life Marshall."

"Okay," I nodded reaching to grab the book from his hands. He pulled it back slightly and narrowed his eyes at me.

"I'm being completely serious Marshall," He said darkly, "This is full of plays from nearly all the captains Gryffindor has ever seen." He placed it on the desk in front of us and opened it on onto a few random pages, "Charlie Weasley and the crossover hatch," He said pointing to an old looking piece of parchment whose notes had faded somewhat, "My dad's notes are in here, his dad's notes are in here, even McGonagall's plays are in here from when she was captain," He added, "Do you understand what I mean when I say you guard this with your life?" I resisted every urge I had to roll my eyes and laugh.

"Yes sir," I replied stiffly, trying to keep a straight face.

"This isn't a joke Hannah," James sighed, closing the folder and sliding it across the table to me.

"I know, I know. Sorry," I said quickly, straightening up, "It's just you're so serious about everything. I thought you were uptight in practice but this is next level," I beckoned to the captain's room that was covered in parchment and chalkboards that had the latest plays scribbled on them.

This was our third meeting in a week since James had told me I was going to be Captain and I don't think I had seen him smile once. I was the first to say that Quidditch should not be laughing matter but even I could admit he was taking it to the next level. James' usual laid back confident demeanour was replaced with a serious leader, who was doing his level best to pass on every bit of information he had to me. Whilst everyone that knew James Potter was going to be Head Boy from the moment he stepped through the Hogwarts gates, I struggled to see what made the cheeky mischievous player a Head Boy candidate until now. I actually quite like this side of James' personality. I had seen it sometimes in practice but was so determined on doing a good job for the team I just hadn't paid attention to it. It was nice to see him so passionate about something.

"Sorry, I just really want to win next year," He sighed, sinking back in his chair slightly, "Have you spoken to Dom recently?" He asked changing the subject.

"Of course, she nearly attacked me in the corridor when she found out," I smiled. Dominque Weasley was probably my most unlikely friend at Hogwarts. She was my other half on the Quidditch pitch and had taught me everything she knew. She was probably the best beater Hogwarts had ever seen and as so was moving to Romania after she graduated that summer to train with a prestigious Quidditch School. However, her notoriety had let her down when the previous Captain chose James over her. Something she was never bitter about more relieved that she didn't have to do all the work.

When I first tried out in my second year, she had begged the Captain at the time to have me on the team, adamant that we would make the perfect pair. After a few months of training, she was right. It was like we were in tune with each other when we played and so we were a force to be reckoned with. I dreaded trying to find a replacement for her next year and I couldn't imagine not having her at Hogwarts. She had been the older sister I had never had.

"I'm so jealous she's been selected for the training school," James said grabbing a Quaffle off the table and chucking it in the air. I was taken back a moment by James' confession. He was normally so put together and I didn't think he was jealous of anyone ever.

"I'm sure you will have loads of offers coming in next year," I reassured him.

"Not likely," He sighed sending me a soft smile, "Not that I'd be interested anyway."

"I thought top Quidditch Star, fawned after by adoring fans would be right up your street," I said feigning surprise. He smirked and threw the Quaffle my way, I caught it just before it smacked me in the face, and James looked mildly impressed.

"Whatever I do, I'll have adoring fans so no need to worry about that Marshall," I rolled my eyes as James slipped so easily back into his arrogant self and forcefully threw the Quaffle back at him, which the Keeper caught easily without even batting an eyelid.

"So if you don't want to be a Quidditch star what is it you want to do?" I asked changing the subject.

"I've been toying with the idea of being a curse breaker like my Uncle Bill," He shrugged and placed the Quaffle back on the table, "But it's a lot of work and really competitive let alone the amount of training you have to do,"

"Tell me about it," I nodded, "It's what I want to do, and I've been trying to get an internship for the summer but no luck."

"You're kidding," He scoffed. I nodded again. "You mean to tell me that neither Rose nor Albus has gotten in contact with Uncle Bill to see if he could arrange an internship for you?"

"No, I didn't even think to ask to be honest," I shrugged, slightly confused at why my friends hadn't tried to help me; they knew what I wanted to do. "To be honest I'd rather get through things on my own merits rather than through the back door if you will,"

"That's a load of rubbish," James said shaking his head, "You don't get anywhere in life without knowing people in the know. I did an internship with Uncle Bill in Egypt last year; I'll write to him and see if you can do the same one. I have no doubt he would be more than happy to help," I considered James for a moment not really sure at how to react to his offer, "Unless you don't want me to," He smirked, watching my internal battle take place.

"No, no," I replied quickly, "I mean yes that would be amazing if you could," James shot me a bright smile, one that had my heart beating quicker than normal. I ignored it and put it down to excitement about going to Egypt.

"We should probably head to dinner," James said standing up and picking up the folder. "This never leaves the office," He said placing it in the draw it came from. I nodded and followed him out of the Gryffindor changing rooms and into the cool evening.

"Do you think it will be weird for you, seeing someone else as captain?" I asked him as we walked back up to the castle.

"Probably," He smiled at me, "And I'm sure we will disagree on a few things, but no doubt you will put me in my place."

"Too right," I smiled back and he laughed and looked ahead to the castle. I fell into step beside him trying desperately to ignore how fast my heart was beating every time he looked at me. Over the past week, we had formed an unexpected friendship. It wasn't as natural as that of mine and Albus', but I found myself looking forward to seeing him and would enjoy it when he sat with me at lunch or breakfast to go over a few tactics that he thought of the night before. Even without Quidditch, we found we had a lot in common. We walked in a comfortable silence for a few moments.

"So you and Albus," James said after a moment. I frowned slightly and glanced at him, not really sure what he was asking.

"What about me and Albus?" I asked looking ahead when he caught me staring. I felt my cheeks go slightly red and inwardly cursed my fair complexion.

"Don't give me that Hannah," He smirked, enjoying my uncomfortableness, "You two are awfully close and affectionate," He waggled his eyebrows suggestively, making me blush further.

"I don't really know what you're getting at Potter-

"Yes you do," I glared at him, stopping in my tracks at the foot of the steps to the castle.

"We're friends and even if we weren't it would be none of your business," I snapped walking ahead of a smug looking James Potter, flinging my blonde curls behind me. I don't know why I let him get under my skin so easily. Lots of people had made the same assumption about me and Albus and in an idyllic world yes it would be fantastic but unfortunately, I had only ever had platonic feelings for my best friend. There was something about James' smugness, however, that really wound me up.

I walked into the Great hall to see Rose, Scorpius, and Al already starting their dinner. I turned to see James walking off, winking at me as he joined his friends at the top of the table. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smile at how ridiculous the boy was. As I made my way down the table to my friends, I could see that the three of them were in a heated discussion about something. Rose caught sight of me and abruptly stopped the conversation.

"What's going on?" I asked them looking at their guilty faces.

"Nothing Hannah," Al said shoving his face with food and giving the other two a dark look. He had been in a foul mood since the day at the lake. I was trying to cut him some slack putting it down to stress of exams but honestly, his bad attitude was getting on my last nerve.

"Okay then," I sighed sitting down next to him. I frowned and tried not to think about them keeping secrets from me. The four of us had been fast friends from day one; we never had secrets from each other. I knew that Rose had had a crush on Scorpius since second year and I knew that Al had had his first kiss with Lucy Walsh behind Greenhouse 6 in fourth year. It didn't sit right that they were intentionally keeping secrets. I decided not to push the matter further instead, helping myself to some food just as James Potter came barrelling down the bench, sitting the other side of Rose looking absolutely delighted at the awkward silence that had fallen between the four of us.

"Hey bro, what's with your face?" He asked fixing himself a plate of sausage and mash, grinning unashamedly. They often had a habit of winding each other up, the results of which had ranged from them not speaking for days to Mr Potter needing to come up to the school. Their relationship was unstable, to say the least, but I knew that they loved each other deep down.

"Don't you have your own friends," Albus' growled back. James laughed and shook his head.

"Dear bro, you need to lighten up," He said flipping a bit of mash that was on his fork at his brother's face. We watched the interaction with bated breath. Al sighed deeply, wiping his face and all but throwing his cutlery down on the table.

"Just fuck off James," He said storming off down the hall. I shot James a look which was once again meet with a smug grin and a wink.

"Well done," Rose said in a tone that would make any of the Weasley/Potter clan think twice about their actions, "Sometimes James, you really push it." She picked up her bag and followed her cousin out of the hall.

"Okay, someone needs to tell me what is going on?" I asked exasperatedly to Scorpius and James. James' façade feel slightly and he looked sideways at Scorpius neither of them said anything, "For Merlin's sake, this is ridiculous," I followed suit, abandoning my dinner and following the pair out of the hall.

As I entered the common room I spotted a sulking Albus Potter sitting in the love seat next to the fire. I knew better than to try to talk to him when he was in this mood and so decided to go to the dormitory to see if I could get some answers from Rose. She was sitting on her bed surrounded by books her hair pinned to the top of her head when I found her.

"No luck with Albus' then," I asked, sitting on the end of her bed grabbing a pumpkin pasty off the dresser, regretting not finishing my dinner.

"What do you think?" She said, barely moving her eyes from the page. I sighed and lay back staring at the ceiling of her four-poster bed.

"What is with him lately?" I asked after a moment, turning to face her. She sighed and closed her book.

"He's jealous," She said after a pause. Her eyes crossed in concern.

"Of what?" I asked curiously. Albus was always one to wear his heart on his sleeve and most of the time I could read him like a book; it concerned me that I missed this one.

"You and James," She said simply, "You're spending a lot of time together and Al thinks he is taking you away from him," I gapped at her.

"That is ridiculous," I exclaimed, almost laughing at the stupidity of it all.

"I know, but you know what Al's like especially now Scorpius and I are together. He feels left out, and besides, you have been ignoring us recently." I sat up sharply; Rose averted her eyes as she spoke.

"I've just been busy, between exams and taking on this Captain duty, Is it any surprise?" I replied exasperatedly.

"I know that," She said grabbing my hand like she always did when I had an issue; it was the only way she would ever calm me down. "But you know Al takes it personally. All he can see is that you're spending more time with James than you are with him. As well as the fact that you and James actually get on, I think he's worried there's something more there," She said wisely. I looked away, "Is there something going on Hannah?" She asked sounding almost worried.

"I don't think I even need to answer that," I snapped at my friend, my annoyance getting the better of me. She didn't respond just continued to look at me worriedly, "No, of course there isn't anything going on, as if you could even ask that," I frowned, "We're just friends; Al's got nothing to worry about. Does he not trust me?" Rose shook her head and gave me a soft smile.

"He knows his brother and he knows you, he doesn't want you to get hurt," Rose said.

"I think I need to speak to Al," I said quietly.

"I think you do too," She said softly squeezing my hand briefly before moving to pick her book back up.

"I've missed us," I said to her as I got up to leave. We used to spend hours without the boys putting the world to rights, testing each other on all subjects, making witch weekly face potions. But since she and Scorpius finally sorted themselves out we've been distant.

"Me too," She said smiling, "Come and stop with Al in the summer and we'll have some girls' days and leave the boys to it," She all but ordered.

"Sounds great," I agreed walking out of the door to find Al. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw his gaze flicker over to me and his frown becoming all but embedded into his features.

"Your face will stay like that you know," I said sitting down next to him in the love seat, "Budge over fatty," He moaned but moved over to make room for me. I threw my legs across his much to his disapproval.

"Snap out of it moron," I said clicking my fingers in front of his face. He turned to face me.

"What do you want?" He growled.

"To apologise for not spending time with you recently. I've been busy with Captain Duties and revision and I'm sorry if you feel that I've been neglecting you, it's not been out of choice," I said softly. I saw his eyes flicker and a small smile creep across his face, "Also you don't need to be worried about me and James; we're just friends, well more colleges really," I said pulling a book out of my bag.

"How much has Rose said to you?" He asked cautiously.

"Just enough to make me realise that I've been a cow and that I should come and apologise, now test me on my translations, Runes is in two days and I'm not nearly prepared enough," Albus obliged, seeming happier than he had in days.

"How did it go?" Al asked me as soon as I joined them for lunch.

"Alright, I think," I replied as I sat down. He poured me some pumpkin juice which was gratefully accepted.

"I'm sure you've smashed it, two more left now like the rest of us." He smiled.

"Thank Merlin,"

"How did it go Hannah?" Scorpius asked sitting next to Rose who was buried deep in a book.

"Struggled with the first translation but I think that was just nerves, the rest was okay. Is it bad to say I enjoyed the last translation?" I replied grabbing a sandwich.

"You're mad," He said shaking his head, "I think that was the hardest test I've ever done, thank Merlin I'll be dropping it next year,"

"You're leaving me!" I quipped.

"Come on Hannah you know how bad I am in that class," Al scoffed and Scorpius shot him a dark look that shut him up instantly, "I only took it because Father made me, besides you'll be joining the seventh years so Roxy and James will be there," He smiled as if this was a consolation, helping himself to some coffee, "Although it will probably just be you and Zabini from our class, no one else is clever enough," He winked and took a sandwich.

"Flattery will get you nowhere Malfoy, I'm still annoyed you're leaving," I said narrowing my eyes and trying to seem annoyed, a smile giving me away.

"Flattery will get me everywhere Marshall," Scorpius winked, wrapping an arm around Rose and kissing her on the check. I shook my head and laughed, grabbing a sandwich.

"Can you all please stop talking for one second, I'm trying to concentrate," Rose said from beneath a stack of papers.

"You know there's a library for that," Al said. Rose glared at her cousin, "Okay shutting up," Al replied quickly pretending to zip up his mouth, "Do you guys want to head to the common room or somewhere that doesn't have a banshee trying to revise in it?" Al said to me and Scorpius.

"Mate you have a death wish," Scorpius said standing up from the table.

"I heard that Malfoy," Rose spat. Scorpius rolled his eyes and gestured for us to leave.

"She needs to chill out a bit," Albus said once we were out of hearing distance. Scorpius caught my eye and we both tried to hide our laughter, "What?" Al said looking between both of us.

"Come on Al, you can be as stubborn as Rose when you want to be," I replied as we walked towards the Library. Al scoffed and looked at Scorpius for back up.

"I'm with Hannah on this one; I think it's a Weasley thing," He said, I nodded and Al changed the subject to tomorrow's transfiguration exam.

"How are you feeling about it?" He asked me as we climbed the stairs to the library. I was about to answer when I heard someone calling my name from behind me. The three of us turned to see James running down the hallway, "What the fuck does he want?" Albus said scowling at his brother; he still hadn't forgiven him for the mash potato incident.

"I'll go and see; I'll meet you guys in the library," I said pushing them away, looking pleadingly at Scorpius when Al wouldn't move.

"Come on Al, the longer you stay here the more you're proving us right on how stubborn you are," He pulled Albus by the collar and dragged him into the library.

I turned away from them and saw James beckoning me over into an empty classroom. I had been keeping my distance from him the past couple of days as to not piss off Albus anymore than I already had, using the excuse of revision whenever James wanted to arrange a meeting. He seemed to have got the message, either from me or Rose I wasn't sure and although I was pleased, I couldn't help miss his company. The less time with him the more I thought about him and the more I thought about the more I realised that my feelings might not be as innocent as I first let on. He smiled at me as I walked into the classroom and ran his hand through his unruly hair.

"What's up?" I asked, perching on the edge of a desk and facing him expectedly.

"Letter for you," He said excitedly passing me an unopen piece of parchment. I stared down at the letter and then back up to him confused. He sighed but his smile didn't leave his face, "It's from my Uncle," I felt my eyes widen as I tore into the letter.

"Dear Hannah," I read out loud, "It would be the greatest of pleasure to offer you a place on our summer internship in Egypt,' I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" I all but screamed, "I'm going to Egypt, to study curse breaking, I can't believe this," I said excitedly throwing my arms around James and laughing.

"Brilliant," James said grinning at me madly as I pulled away.

"Thank you for sorting this out for me," I smiled. I felt myself blush at our close proximity, suddenly realising that James' hands were still wrapped around my waist and he was looking at me with a strange expression. I felt my heart beat madly in my chest as I looked up at him.

"It was nothing," He whispered breathlessly. His eyes didn't leave mine and there was a seconds pause before our lips joined. The first kiss was hesitating and a shock to us both, we pulled apart briefly trying to judge each other's expressions, waiting for one of us to come to our senses, before our lips joined again. Passionately grasping at each other, I could feel him all over me. It was exhilarating and breath-taking. I wanted to melt into his lips and stay there forever. My hands worked on their own accord, moving into his hair as he gently caressed my face. The moment was perfect and beautiful, I didn't want it to end but it was over before it had even begun.

James pulled away from me, putting a large distance between us both. I was suddenly aware at how I must've looked, my uniform askew and my hair a mess. I stared at him not daring to move a muscle afraid the moment would disappear from me. I met his eyes and tried to find something, anything that said he didn't regret the most perfect moment. All I found was guilt and confusion. He ran his hands through his hair and closed his eyes for a moment. I didn't want to know what was coming next, I wanted to run and leave the moment exactly how it was but I was too afraid to move.

"James…" I started, breaking the silence that was encompassing us.

"I've got to go," He said moving towards the door.

"James?" I said, willing my voice not to break. He paused momentarily at the door and for a brief second I thought he would turn around and kiss me again but he just shook his head and left me standing in the middle of the classroom wondering what the hell just happened.

The shock took a moment to subside before the heartbreak set in. I willed myself not to cry as my feet carried me to the boy's table in the library. Luckily they sat in the quiet section so I could avoid questions and conversation; I just immersed myself in my transfiguration notes and willed myself to forget about the last ten minutes.

As night drew in, I made my excuses and took myself off to bed without dinner as to avoid the inevitable situation I was going to find myself in the dining hall. I crawled into my bed and closed my eyes pushing the image of James leaving the classroom from my mind. I felt a sob escape from my lips as I drew my curtains and cast a silencing charm before the sobs took over my whole body. I was rejected and defeated. I had kissed James Potter and all I felt was nothing but regret, pain and above all guilt. I had promised Rose and Albus that there was nothing going on, lying to my best friends. I could barely even bring myself to look at Albus, knowing it would kill him if he ever found out.

A/N: Thank you for reading my story, I really hope you enjoyed it. I have actually finished writing and so will aim to upload it as quickly as I can.

Just to clarify I know that some of the ages and school years may be a bit different to what is regarded as canon but for the use of the story, Al and James are a year apart and Lily is a year bellow Al.

Thanks again,

Jadeannkneeky