Damn You - Part 1: The Last Straw – by Cerulean Leader
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of or about Harry Potter; everything belongs to the amazing JK Rowling and Warner Bros. :)
Summary: Alice Longbottom is over James and his playboy ways. What happens when he finally starts to understand how he feels for his best friend?
-Part 1-
Alice Longbottom the second sat down on one of the stone benches, her books layed in a pile neatly beside her as she rested her hands in her lap, foot tapping impatiently as she waited for her friend.
That friend, James Potter II, had asked the cherry blonde girl for tutoring in Herbology and they were supposed to meet in the Transfiguration Courtyard, where the sixteen year old was currently sitting.
"Dammit, James…" she muttered, glancing down at her lime green watch which her father had given her for her fourteenth birthday. "Where are you?"
She let out a frustrated sigh, picking up her books and hugging them too her chest. He always did this; he was probably snogging some other girl senseless, the creep. And yet, she still chose to be his friend and to fall head over heels for him.
She bowed her head so no one was able to see her chocolate brown eyes on the brim of tears, the drops just showing at the corners of her eyes.
She shook it off and stormed forward, and up towards the clock tower. That was their spot; where they generally hung out when no one was around. But she knew he had brought someone up there.
Rushing forward, and cringing as a loud chime struck through her ears, she continued to travel through the carpeted corridors until she was finally at the bottom of the tower. Glaring upwards, she hurried up the wooden steps, skipping a few at a time.
She heard giggling and the sound of a husky voice. His… she thought.
Panting as she got to the top, Alice used the palm of her hand to wipe her left eye as the other held the heavy books. She couldn't believe that he had ditched her again. Again for some girl whom she didn't even know.
She wondered who it was this time; probably some snobby Ravenclaw again like the other one. She couldn't keep up with the amount of 'girlfriends' the boy had.
"James!" she called, reaching the top, but the sound of her voice just bounced right back like an echo.
Ah… a badly performed silencing charm.
It was like a bubble. She tried to shout his name again but her voice just bounced right back off. Rolling her eyes, she continued on to find her best friend pinning a black-haired girl down against the wooden pole, snogging her senseless as he gripped her wrist. He smiled against the girls lips, pulling away for air.
Alice's face immediately crumbled. She thought they were done. I'm such an idiot…
James pulled away from the girl and looked to his left. His jaw dropped at the sight of his best friend bounding back down the wooden steps. Letting go of the girl's wrists, he pushed past her in order to follow the other girl. "Alice!"
Her hair was flying behind her as she bowed her head again, her speed strengthening as she heard footsteps behind her and the sound of his voice calling her name desperately.
"Allie!"
She didn't stop. That was the last straw. She thought she could handle it if she found them this time- again – but she was wrong. It was about time the girl snapped; it had been happening since the bloody boy's hormones kicked in during third year.
"Alice, wait!"
The sixth year continued to run, school shoes scuffing against the hard surface of the floor. After about five minutes from travelling away from the clock tower, James finally gave in, his hands falling to his knees as he crouched over to catch his breath.
His hazel eyes continued to follow her form as she drifted further away and deeper into the castle; most likely on the way to the common room where she would run too Dominique or Lucy and cry to them. And then he would have to deal with to deal with two girls who had inherited the great Weasley temper…
Shaking his head from the thoughts of being under his cousin's wrath, he backed against the stone wall, leaning his head against the cold surface. Bringing his face up, he banged it against the brick over and over.
"I did it again, dammit! I can't believe I forgot. James, you're such an idiot…"
But he knew that wasn't the only reason he had run after her like that; he'd been denying it himself for weeks now. He didn't want to admit it, but he was slowly falling in love with Alice and maybe a little too deep. And of course, he was getting all panicky as he thought she sensed it.
He'd been getting strange looks from her for the past few weeks; he'd gotten more protective, more gentlemanly though he kept up his playboy act.
"Allie… I'm sorry…"
A/N: So… what do you think? Ever since I created the character of Alice, I always imagined that her and James would get together; but it would take a while since he was a playboy and all.
Even though it's short and rushed, I do need an opinion.
If you have any tips for me, don't hesitate to let me know. And also if you're interested in become my Beta Reader, could you let me know ASAP? Thanks.
Word Count: 801
Pretty good word count; it's more than normal. I think there will be up to 3-5 parts of this story, I think it needs that.
Review please!
~CL