Justin ran for cover as he spotted the two kids in the tree. They had probably seen him first, due to the panic of the girl. But as he ran, renewed thoughts of Tera drove the young wizards out of his mind. He ran for what seemed like days, until he finally found the gate out of Hogwarts.

*.*.*.*

Tyler stood at the base of the marble staircase, holding his arms open to catch Julia who was clumsy in her heeled boots.

Laughing, he caught her and carried her out the doors. "What have you been eating?"

"People tend to let themselves go when they're in a relationship," She giggled.

"So we're calling it that? Just one date and we're in a relationship?" He let her go and she staggered to her feet just as Delia and Eric came outside, arguing loudly about Quidditch.

"Yes," Julia nodded. "Unless you don't-"

"Of course I want that!" Tyler hugged her tightly. "I'm just new to this,"

Eric had fallen silent and was pointing at Julia's turned back. He put two fingers in his mouth, as if he was about to whistle, but Tyler held up a hand for him to stop.

Avery, however, could not resist and was halfway through a cat-call when John slapped a hand over her mouth.

"Don't mess this up for him, he's never had a serious relationship,"

"What about that friend of yours, Bryan? Anytime he's around that girl you do nothing better,"

"What girl?"

"Mickey!"

John doubled over with laughter.

"You don't notice?"

"Notice what? They're like brother and sister,"

"Really? And isn't Julia one of Tyler's best friends?"

John opened his mouth to answer, then stopped, laughter fading. "Mickey and Bryan?" Avery nodded. "But they're up in the library,"

"Is Bryan really that bad at potions that he has to ask for help?"

"So you think he's doing it to spend more time with her?"

"Yes,"

"Interesting,"

"Are we going to do this?" Beth asked, pulling Andrew behind her. Max and Amelia tumbled out at the last second.

"I think so," Tyler took Julia's hand as they began walking down the path to Hogsmeade.

Despite the rough start to the day, things went well. By the time they got to The Three Broomsticks, nobody even remembered their conversations that morning.

"HEY! Let's play spin the bottle!" Amelia picked up an empty bottle.

"Eh, sure. Why not?" Amelia squealed happily and handed it to Julia.

"What?" She looked at the bottle frantically.

"I'll spin for you!" She snatched it back and spun the bottle, which mercifully landed on Tyler.

"Wait, but, uh," He scratched his neck. "I haven't exactly done it before,"

"Come on," Max thumped his friend's head.

"Alright, er, some privacy please?" They all turned their heads.

Tyler turned towards her, panicked.

She leaned forward, and kissed him, fast, but it was enough to set his heart racing, cheeks scarlet, and adrenaline pumping. He leaned forward and kissed her back, longer this time.

"Are you done yet?" Andrew asked, making them leap apart.

"Yes," He turned towards Julia, who was as red as he was.

"Who next?" Max asked, leaning back.

"I want to go!" Amelia squealed again.

"What's going on here?" Bryan sat between Max and Amelia.

"Spin the bottle!" She said happily, spinning the empty bottle once more. It slowed right in front of Bryan, who's mouth opened and formed the shape of an O.

"Umm, I'm not really-" Before he could finish his sentence, Amelia had leaned over and started kissing him.

Mickey chose that exact moment to walk in, and turned to the bathroom, running through the door. Avery stood, slowly following suit.

As the door swished open, Mickey was exposed. Her mascara was running, streaks of it running down her cheeks, she was sniffling, and sighing heavily, sitting on the edge of the sink.

"Oh, honey," Avery pulled a pack of Kleenex from her pocket.

"I'm f-f-f-fine," She said between breaths, hugging her chest. "I just h-h-h-have someth-th-thing in my eye,"

"You're not, we both know that," Mickey gave in, collapsing against the wall.

"H-h-h-how'd you know? W-w-w-who told y-y-y-you?"

"No one, Bryan's not exactly capable of keeping his eyes expressionless. Now, look, Bryan didn't-"

"Didn't what? Care that I was standing at the bar, ordering butter-beers? Didn't care that we were supposed to give things a shot?"

"Why didn't you just tell us?"

"We wanted to make sure things worked out first. Obviously they won't,"

"What makes you so sure?"

"Cut the act. She's pretty, exciting, out-going, much more than I'll ever be,"

"Bryan doesn't seem to think so,"

"Really? He looked like he was sure enjoying himself to me,"

"He's going to be worried about you, watch, he's going to come and knock on the door."

Almost on queue, a soft knock came on the door.

"Is Mickey in there?"

"No," She hoarsely replied.

"Let me in,"

"Amelia's not here," She called back. No response for a second. "Did he leave?"

"I don't know," Mickey started crying again, harder now.

Avery stood, pulled open the door, and to her relief, Bryan still stood there.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

"Well," She looked back at Mickey, "It's the girls bathroom,"

"Avery,"

"Alright,"

Before Bryan could take a step forward, Mickey shoved past him, briskly walked out of the pub, banging the door shut behind her.

Author's Note:

I'm cranking out these new chapters!

I realized doing a single enter after i want to change to a new scene doesn't work,

So I'm putting little *.*.*.*'s in the middle

Originally I had Mickey sitting at the table when it happened, and in the end she knew what happened, and forgave Bryan.

I like this better, it was really fun to write!

Well, I'll write more today after the big math test!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!

ace axel