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If you asked almost anyone in Hogwarts who Allison Longbottom was, the standard reply would be 'Professor Longbottom's daughter' or 'that clumsy chick'. If you asked any of her friends who Allison Longbottom was, they would probably tell you that 'she's really nice and the kindest person you will ever meet'. And all of its true, down to the very breath it took to utter those phrases, they were true. Most of the time, Allison was grateful that was all she was remember for, it was far too embarrassing to be known as 'the girl with the big crush on James', which was also true. She didn't quite know exactly when her crush first began or if it transformed into love… was she in love? She didn't know, all that really mattered was that he didn't know about it. And he didn't, James Sirius Potter had no idea that little plain-Jane Allison Courtney Longbottom had these feelings. He had no idea and that was the way Allison like it.

She liked the fact that she could go up to James and not have to worry about if he was thinking about how to let her down easy. She liked the fact that he was able to have a laugh with her and to joke with her and to share little things that made him smile. She liked their friendship too much to have it ripped apart because she told him how she felt. She was too selfish for that. What she didn't count on was her inability to watch as James paraded around with a different girl on his arm every day. Before she had a crush on him, she didn't really mind, she just thought he was a dick cause of it. But now that she did like him, as in like like him, it was too painful to watch. So, Allison took to avoiding it, which also made her happen to avoid him in general. It had been pretty successful this past few months but she knew that people were going to notice. She wasn't sure if she was ready to start pretending everything was fine but if it meant still being friends with James, she was going to try.

"Earth to Ally. Ally. You in there?" Allison snapped out of her musing, looking up at her best friend. "I'm here Lysander, but most times I'm not sure you are." She teased, moving along the bench for him to sit down. With a grace that most days she was jealous of, Lysander Scamander sat down and grabbed a plate. "So, still obsessed with Potter?"
"Still obsessed with Zambini's ass?"
"Point" He grinned back at her, licking his lips extremely slowly. "That is one fine piece of ass" Allison laughed at her best friend and continued trying to eat her extremely limp pasta. After eating two bites, Allison conceded defeat and just grabbed a piece of bread. "I still don't get why you like Potter though. I mean, his body is to die for and he looks like he belongs in a Hugo Boss ad, but his personality is just horrid." Lysander commented, scooping some mashed potato onto his plate. "You wouldn't understand." She retorted, crossing her arms. Lysander thought for a moment over what she said. "You're right. I have no idea what you're talking about. I just think he's a douche" Allison rolled her eyes and just grabbed her bag, scurrying out of the dining hall and to the Astronomy classroom to finish off some of her homework. Lysander didn't understand but under all that douche-ness, James had the potential to be a good guy.

It was a great day to be James Sirius Potter. Not only did he ace his potions test and he also got lead Chaser in Quidditch, but he was also about to have a great dessert. Yep, life couldn't get much better for the oldest son of the great Harrison Potter, except maybe if… and just as if she could read his mind, Sarah Tuckerton ripped off her shirt and exposed herself to him. He was actually pretty impressed; he had been trying to get the famous Hogwarts' Ice Queen in his trophy cabinet for quite a while now and she had managed to keep away for 5 weeks, smashing the previous record of 2. Smirking, James pulled her into him, making sure she felt exactly how much he wanted her, and boy did he want her. With a sweet perky rack and quiet demeanour, Sarah was his greatest conquest yet. James could hear her moaning his name as she rubbed herself against him, trying to create that sweet friction that he loved so much. They probably would have kept going if it wasn't for the creak of the door and a familiar shriek.

Sarah jerked away from him once she heard the shriek, quickly pulling her shirt back on. James didn't bother with the formality, he just lazily looking behind him. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt, I'll just, um, leave you to it." Allison Longbottom stammered, blushing bright red and hiding her face behind her books. James just had to smile at her reaction, it was a classic Allison Longbottom response, all that was need was for her to trip on thin air and then it would be perfect. "No, Sarah was just leaving. You can stay Ally" He could feel Sarah's penetrating glare on his face "Well, what are you waiting for? I need to talk to Ally alone" He snapped, running his hand through his already messy hair. Sarah's face went molten red as she tried in vain to keep her anger in check, stalking out of the room with her head as high as it could go. With a click of the door, she was gone. Now, only Allison and James were left in the room.

They stood staring at each other from across the room, not really knowing what to say. James turned around to reach for his shirt; it was getting pretty obvious that it was making Allison uncomfortable. "I'm sorry", he looked back at Allison, who was staring intently at the ground. "I think you should be. It's not nice avoiding someone." Her head snapped up at his statement "I'm not avoiding you."
"Yes, you are." She shook her head furiously, dark red hair whipping through the air. James chuckled at her reaction, walking over to pat her on the head. "Then how come I never see you anywhere?" She tried to nonchalantly shrug her shoulders but James could see how tense she was. "You're a 7th year, I'm a 5th year. We have different schedules." She did have a point but he was never going to admit that to her. "Okay, then. I'll accept that answer…" He could see Allison start to relax slightly "…for now." she immediately became tense again. "Oh, wow! Is that the time? I better get going. Don't want to be late." Allison cried, all but running out the classroom door, leaving James standing up in confusion. He didn't dwell on her strange behaviour; Allison had been acting weird for ages. Shrugging, he scratched his head and wondered which booty call he would have to use for that night.

All the way across the grounds, Lysander Scamander sat in his usual chair observing everyone in the common area. There were a few first years crowding around a game of Wizards Chess, he could even make out the small figures of Daniel and Franklin among them. They were Allison's twin younger brothers and were nearly identical. They both had the same shade of light brown hair and they had the exact same features, the only difference being that Daniel had dark green eyes exactly like Allison's while Franklin's were dark blue. Since Allison was like a sister/ best friend to Lysander and their families were so close, he considered them to be the little brothers he had always wanted. He already had Lorcan, but he mostly acted so mature that he was like the older brother, so it was kinda nice having Daniel and Franklin around. In a way, they kind of reminded Lysander of himself and Lorcan. Daniel was the more down to earth type and level-headed, like Lorcan. Meanwhile, Franklin was energetic and sociable, like himself.

Suddenly, in a whirlwind of red hair, Allison entered the common area. Lysander raised an eyebrow at his eccentric best friend, who just slumped down next to him. "Should I bother to ask?" Allison shook her head and bought her knees up to her chest.
"No, not really." Lysander didn't like the faraway look on her face, it was all wrong "Well, people get fat from not bothering and I like being fit, so what happened?" Groaning, Allison buried her head in her knees and mumbled incoherently. "Excuse me, but not all of us are fluent in kneeberese. Repeat in English."
"I said, I ran into James in the Astronomy classroom… with Sarah Tuckerton." Lysander's eyes widened "You mean, the Sarah Tuckerton? Gorgeous babe with a heart of ice?" Allison nodded her head. "Well, one thing you can say about James, what he lacks in brains, he makes up for in taste. That girl is fine." Allison rolled her eyes at him. It was silent for a moment as the thought of James and Sarah together filled the space between them.

"So, what where they doing?"
"Not homework… SHIT! I DIDN'T FINISH MY HOMEWORK!" Allison groaned and slumped into the ground, even more depressed. "Don't worry about it Ally. You know that she doesn't check it anyway." Allison glared at Lysander before putting a snooty expression on her face "It's the principle of the matter. Not that you would know about that." Lysander blushed darkly and hissed at her "It was one time. Let. It. Go." Allison giggled and Lysander slumped, knowing that if it made Allison laugh, she could remember it forever. Allison hugged him. "Sorry Lysander, I'll let it go soon, promise. It's just really funny that the great Lysander Scamander was caught in the middle of…."
"We know what happened." Allison grinned and laughed. The sat in comfortable silence for what seemed forever, then Allison yawned "Well, I'm off to bed. Can you do me a favour and make sure Danny and Frankie go to bed soon?" Lysander knew that she knew the he was going to say yes, but he nodded his head anyway. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Things like that make people think we're dating, you know." He watched her go laughing up the stairs. Lysander shook his head and wondered how he got so lucky to have her around. Turning back, he kept an eye on Daniel and Franklin, just like he promised.