Oh my gosh thank you! I got more reviews than ever for last chapter! I took what you guys said in account. One reviewer said that they'd wish I'd just stick to the Marauders's era instead of going back to the future. It was sooo fun to write, but I can see where that could get confusing and I'll just not do it as often ;) but they really are fun to write.
Anyway, I'm so so so sorry about the delay on this update, I had major writer's block. And I had a bunch of drama, so sorry. I'll be quicker with the next update. And this chapter is also really short, and not very good in my opinion. Sorry, but I promise that next chapter is already forming in my mind perfectly ;)
Also, we have a major problem...
We need a ship name. Suggestions are welcome :)
~Molly xoxo
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James and Olivia walked through the woods, smiles in their faces, and their fingers interlocked. They were finally together. They had a reason to be smiling.
"Hey James?" Olivia said to James after a comfortable silence. He looked at her as if telling her to continue, while tracing his thumb along the back of her hand.
"Yeah Via?"
"Thank you." James smiled at her.
"For what?"
"Making this the best birthday I've ever had." Olivia answered. James stopped dead in his tracks.
"Why the hell did you not tell me it was your birthday?" Olivia blushed and looked down, as if embarrassed.
"I kinda don't really celebrate it that much..." She answered, trailing of as she noticed the look on James's face.
"How can you not celebrate your birthday? It's just not possible—"
"I don't know why James, I just don't. Drop it." she said sharply, and James's bit his tongue to prevent him from retorting. Merlin, he still had a long way to go with her, but he was more than willing to wait. She was surprised at herself for her snappiness, but she wasn't comfortable with the topic. Her birthday just wasn't celebrated. She wasn't important enough to Eloise, Bella, or Sami. She let out a sigh of relief when James did drop it.
"Fine. Happy birthday love." He told her sweetly, putting his hands on her cheeks, and kissing her nose. She blushed again, but smiled. She loved being treated so nicely by someone. She'd never felt this important, this loved, this wanted. It almost made her cry, but she just looked at James lovingly, before being a little playful with him.
"Thank you. It feels good to be fifteen. I'm the same age as you!" she said haughtily, taking all the times he'd teased her for being younger than him, and throwing it back in his face with a smirk.
"My birthday is in March. Then I'll be older again." James stated, smirking at her indignant face.
"Well I'm still the same age for now."
"Yeah. Now."
"Shut up James." Olivia pouted, crossing her arms angrily. James put a hand under her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"I love to see you riled up. You look fit when you do that." he told her, grinning boyishly as she blushed, before kissing her again soft and slowly.
"Again, thank you James. You've already made my life so much happier."
"It's my pleasure Via, and for the record, you've made mine happier too."
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Lily and Emma watched the two the next day, making it very obvious they were a couple. Most of the students had no idea who Olivia Declan was, until she strolled into the Great Hall that morning on the great James Potter's arm.
Lily had discovered that she was indeed jealous of Olivia, and had told Emma. While upset, she couldn't find it in her to hate Olivia. You can't possibly hate someone so sweet and genuine. Emma did what she could, but since she and Sirius were also official, it didn't help much.
Lily just felt like she had a cloud over her at all times, dampening her mood. She had cried a little, no a lot, because he had after all, fancied her forever and she'd turned him down several times. She was such an idiot. And she was now paying the price for her stupidity. She saw people taking second glances at her in the hall, it was like she'd grown another head. But she supposed she looked awful, with the heartbreak she was going to through. She wished she could ask Tuney for advice. Oh Tuney... Lily wished Petunia still liked her, because she could use her older sister's advice about this.
Instead, Lily flooed her mum. Lily never flooed her mum because nothing really ever went wrong in Lily's life. She was flooing her in the kitchen, because she was afraid someone would overhear in the common room. A house elf named Nealy was getting her a snack. She wasn't surprised when her mum immediately answered.
Willow Evans was beautiful. While Lily got her fiery locks from her grandmother, she got pretty much everything else from her mother. Bright emerald eyes, porcelain skin, slightly upturned nose, freckles, and they had the same, tall, curvy, willowy figure. Her mum looked like an older, blond version of Lily.
When she saw how Lily looked, her face became one of concern. "Lils! What's wrong with you?"
Everything came pouring out of Lily's mouth, and she cried big fat tears down her cheeks, and falling on her night gown. Her heart had felt broken for so long, and she'd kept all of her emotions pent up inside of her. When she was done, her mum was crying too.
"Oh Lily, I don't know how you're feeling, but I know it felt good to get all of that out." Lily nodded in agreement with her mother's words.
Nealy came back with a glass of milk and chocolate chip cookies. They were warm, soft, and gooey. "I can't heal a broken heart," the house elf said, "but I can take some of the pain away." Lily smiled a watery smile at the elf.
She talked to her mother some more, but it was about happy things. How Emma and Sirius were doing, what kind of gown Petunia was getting for her school ball, how horrible her new walrus of a boyfriend, Vernon was.
Never once did they mention James or Olivia again.
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Olivia bit her lip, drawing blood, while staring at the letter in front of her, horrified.
Olivia,
You'll need to come home for Christmas Break for a couple of days because Mum is sick, and your lazy arse needs to help. Mum says you don't have a choice.
From,
Sami and Bella
Typical. She was going to spend the holiday at Hogwarts with Thea and James, but her family obviously has other ideas.
Before she started banging her head against the common room window, Olivia tried to think about the positives. At least it wasn't the whole break. Just two days. Just two days.
That's what Olivia told herself as she packed her stuff, most of it new, from when Thea took her shopping, saying that she dressed like she was a grown man, with her big clothes. She smiled fondly, just thinking about Thea. Her spunky best friend was probably off trying to court Severus Snape. She didn't like the idea of them together, but she knew there was no stopping Thea when she wanted to do something. Snape didn't know who Thea was, but Thea was sure he would love her.
"We'll balance each other out," Thea had told Olivia, "He'll be dark and mysterious and I'll be loud and bold. That's how we'll work."
She had sounded so confident when she said it, but Olivia still wasn't sure. She didn't want to see Thea get hurt. It would hurt Olivia too. But not as much as Olivia would hurt Snape. Olivia wasn't one to stir stuff up, but if you messed with Thea, James, the Marauders, heck even Lily, she was bound to do something. She cared about every single one of them, in different ways, but Olivia wasn't a Hufflepuff for nothing. She had your back.
She just wished someone had hers for the next two days...
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James wanted to go with her, but Olivia flat out refused, saying Eloise was far too sick. But Olivia just didn't want James to see how her life at home really was.
Sami and Bella picked her up from platform 9 ¾, with scowls on their faces. Looks like nothing has changed. They were fraternal twins and the worst people you will ever meet. They were rude, obnoxious, and arrogant. They also smoked as much as Eloise, despite being just a year older than Olivia.
Bella, a heavy blond girl, snatched Olivia's bag and through it in the trunk of the car carelessly. Sami, petite, and an actually pretty blond, just stood there and rolled her eyes, as she took her cigarette out of her mouth and blew the smoke in Olivia's face. She coughed. Sami smirked.
Olivia liked to think of herself as Cinderella. With her evil stepmother and sisters. But it looked like no godmother was coming to her rescue. At least she had her Prince James. She smiled at the thought of her boyfriend, something Bella unfortunately noticed.
"Whatcha smiling at, bitch?" She asked. Olivia rolled her eyes and ignored her. She was past being scared of Sami and Bella. They hardly ever abused her anymore because Olivia somehow found a way to get past them every time. They couldn't get to her anymore, which she knew frustrated them, but didn't stop them from prying in her personal business.
"You'll answer her!" Sami demended, but her face almost looked... guilty.
"Screw you, I hate you both!" Olivia told them, her face turning red in anger.
Bella immediately pulled the car over, causing Olivia to jerk forwards. "You can walk home." and Olivia didn't protest, just got out of the car, and watched as Bella and Sami drove off.
Olivia was fuming, and she just stood there for a second, breathing hard, hands shaking. They had left her in the cold with her thin gray sweater and ripped skinny blue jeans. She began walking after a minute, knowing where her house was by heart. They lived in a very shabby neighborhood and trailer park, where everyone was just as creepy and rude as Eloise, Bella, and Sami.
The long strip of road that led to her house, the distant barking of rabid dogs on leashes behind her, along with the sound of a shotgun not too far from where Olivia was. It was very scary to walk alone in this neighborhood, and even after Olivia had done it so many times, it was still just as scary as before.
She finally arrived at her trailer-house after twenty minutes, and knocked on the screen door timidly. Sami opened it, and pulled her by the wrist inside, very roughly. Despite the cold temperature, Sami wore a blue, clingy tank top and white short shorts.
"Why do you even need my help?" Olivia asked her, "How sick is she?"
Sami scowled. "Not deathly, but you're better at nursing than we are."
"Why the hell does that matter? Get a doctor." Olivia knew they couldn't afford one, but she wasn't feeling very sympathetic after having to walk to her own house. Sami glared at her, and slapped her in the face.
"Shut up. Go and unpack, we'll let you know when you need to come down and check Mum's fever."
Olivia's room was really small, just having a twin bed in it and dresser. She unpacked the little she had in her suitcase. She put a moving picture of her and James on her dresser. The wind was blowing her curly hair back, and James was kissing her on the cheek. Thea was taking the picture, and she was laughing, causing the camera to shake slightly as she took the picture. She watched it again. And again. And again. Olivia loved that picture so much. She, Thea, James, and the rest of the Marauders had been hanging out by the lake under a tree. The lake was frozen solid, but they were enjoying the cool air and each other's company.
Sami barged in her room as she was admiring the picture. "Olivia, Mum needs you to—" she cut herself off, looking at the picture that was in a frame on her dresser. For once, Sami didn't look mean, she looked... curious.
"Yes?" Olivia asked dismissively, covering the picture up by standing in front of it.
"You have a boyfriend?" Sami asked.
"Yeah." Olivia answered. She expected Sami to say something rude, like how she was probably just a pity girlfriend, but she didn't.
"He's really handsome. That's a cute picture." She told Olivia. Olivia was surprised, but she smiled at Sami.
"Thank you." Olivia said kindly.
"Anyway, Mum's fever?" Sami asked, straying away from the topic. Olivia nodded, and she followed her out the door. Maybe this weekend wouldn't be so bad.
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