Wow I completely forgot this fic existed. I am so sorry to anyone who actually enjoyed this! So yeah I'll just leave this right here. Sorry again... Here's a short update! I might put something else up later.


The next few years passed in a blur. I was so absorbed in schoolwork that I barely realized time was going by until Hugo, Lucy, and Helena were all in school. Helena got sorted into Gryffindor and I had to bite back my jealousy. She got to spend time with James, who had really become my best friend.

Although we were in different houses, I still did spend time with him, but we were both so busy! He was a beater on the Gryffindor Quidditch team and I- well, I was focused on my studies. I didn't want to disappoint my mum and I was a Ravenclaw. There were standards that I needed to meet. Standards that I couldn't meet when it came Herbology, which was incredibly ironic. Dad wasn't happy about only giving me an A on my final exam in my second year. I probably deserved a T.

It was now the summer after third year, and I was spending more time than ever at the Burrow. Before, my family usually only went over for special occasions, like Christmas or birthdays. But I found myself flooing over more and more, just for the reason to see James and the others.

It didn't matter what we were doing; time at the Burrow was never spent badly. James and I often sat together and watched muggle telly and ended up falling asleep on the couch all cuddled up.

It must have appeared more than friendly because one day, Rose pulled me aside. "Do you like my cousin?"

"You'll have to be more specific," I giggled.

She rolled her eyes. "James," she said. "Do you like James?"

At this, I frowned. A crush on James? "Why do you think that?"

"You always come over to see him," she pointed out.

"Because he's my friend!" I said.

"Well, yeah," Rose said, "but you always get blushy around him. And you giggle, too."

"He says dumb things that make me laugh," I defended. "I do not have a crush on him."

"Have a crush on who?"

We gasped and turned around. James stood in the doorway, a quaffle tucked under his arm. His dark hair was wind tussled and I knew I was about to get roped into a game of Quidditch.

"N-no one! No crush," I said weakly. As if on cue, a blush rose to my cheeks and I saw Rose smirking at me.

James didn't seem to notice my nervousness and a smile easily graced his face. "Okay. Now, come on outside, you two! We're playing a match and need two more to balance everything out!"

I pouted. "James, you know I suck at Quidditch!"

"And that's why I'm putting you on the other team," he grinned. Rose laughed and grabbed my arm, dragging me outside behind her.

I was made keeper of Freddie's team. As always, I sucked, but I was barely paying attention. All I could think of was Rose's assumption.