It was another break up. Second break up this month Albus, second one, Hope thought to herself. Her best friend, Ivy, smirked next to her.

"Can you believe it? That playboy just broke up with –

"Heather," Hope interrupted, "I know. It's been going around the whole school. No need to tell me, Ivy."

"Sorry, Miss-I-Woke-Up-At-The-Wrong-Side-Of-The-Bed-Today. Thought you would like to know." Ivy said.

"My apologies. But Ivy, I really do not want to hear another break up story about Albus and who ever he's dating. He goes through girls like I go through butterbears." Which is very true.

Albus Potter sauntered into class and sat down in his assigned seat. Everyone stared at him like the first day he stepped into school and everyone knew his father killed he-who-still-must-not-be-named (even though he's dead).

"Alright, class." Professor Neville began. And the rest, Hope zoned out.

Albus Severus Potter is the school playboy as well as popular classmate. It was also very true that he went through girls like Hope goes through butterbears. But what Hope doesn't know (this may sound very cheesy) is that he just wants to be left alone. He wants to find THE one. But that's not going to happen anytime soon. That's what Albus thinks anyways.

Hope, on the other hand, is in the same situation (minus the going through boys). She is STILL waiting (for exactly five years) for THE one. But like Albus, she doesn't think it will happen anytime soon.

Albus Severus Potter had just broken up with Heather Green. She seemed perfectly fine until yesterday. Up until yesterday, Albus just lost the feeling. He knew for about a week now that she wasn't the one. But he gave her chance and the chance was a total failure. So they broke up. Albus wasn't completely heartbroken (after all, he broke up with her), but he was a bit devastated. Not only was he labeled the playboy/player, but he broke many girls' hearts without the intention to actually hurt them (very false I have to say, all break ups have the intention to hurt). He slowly slugged down the hallway, waiting for SOMETHING JUST ANYTHING to happen. Lazily daydreaming, he accidentally bumped into a girl who then dropped all of her things.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that!" Albus quickly apologized. He knelt down and quickly gathered her things. Their hands brushed against each other, sending goose bumps up and down Albus' arm. "I'm so sorry!"

"That's alright. Thanks for picking my things up." The girl said shyly. Not that Albus has already moved on (maybe, possibly) but he thought she was cute, just the overall shyness.

He gave her an award-winning smile and said, "No problem. What's your name?"

"I'm Hope Summers. You must be Albus everyone's been talking about." She replied.

Albus' heart dropped. She already knew him. There goes the surprise. Albus half-heartedly nodded, "Yeah. Well we better get to class. Don't want to be late." Without another glance, Albus walked away.

After he was out of her hearing range, Hope scoffed, "Who does he think he is? The king of the school? Just so you know, Albus Potter, I saw that look." Hope said to herself. Without a second's hesitation, Hope skipped happily to class, trying to forget the feeling she got when his hand brushed against hers.