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Time does tell
That even if they say so
She'd be the one that would know
That I did do what I've done
And I, I wouldn't call it cheating
I'd just say I was leading her on
Why walk while I run a-way

I woke up to James snoring softly in my ear. I looked up at him and smiled slightly. He was still sleeping, which meant I couldn't move until he woke up. Not that it wasn't comfortable; it was just a little annoying to be laying there. I could hear footsteps coming down the stairs and closed my eyes quickly. Judging by how they stomped down the staircase, I thought that it was Raine. "How does the most evil girl in the whole school get James Potter?!" she huffed, so I was right.

"Maybe by being nice and trying not to act like her parents!" Chloe snapped back.

"But I am a Vondurri! Pureblood! She's not! You can't be a pureblood if you're the Dark Lord's daughter! He was a half-blood!"

"What does it matter?!"

"It matters to me! James Potter is nice and sweet and he's very studious. Unlike her!" She started to walk over to him. I opened my eyes a slit, watching her every move with surprising jealousy. She was ruffling his hair and rubbing his cheeks. He moved a little bit, scrunching his nose. She then walked over to me and looked at me with absolute disgust. She rubbed my cheek with vigor, but then slapped it. I could feel the tears spring up in my eyes. I jumped up and looked at her in anger, her eyes widened with fear.

"What the hell was that for, Vondurri?!" I shrieked, feeling the heat in my cheek.

"N-Nothing!" she squeaked.

"You'd better hope that it was for nothing!" I growled, feeling my features distort with ugly anger. "I know what you are. You're just jealous that I'm smarter than you, have better friends than you, that people don't care if I'm Voldemort's daughter and that I have James Potter!"

"That's a lie!"

"Oh is it? Don't try to scare me with the fact that you are a pureblood. It doesn't matter to me, and it doesn't matter to anyone else anymore! So just go back upstairs and think about how much of a bitch you are!"

She turned away with wide eyes and felt her cheek as though I had slapped her. I smiled to myself and then turned to James who was now sitting up. He had disappointment written liberally over his features. He shook his head and then looked at me with something that's hard to explain.

"What?" I asked, concerned.

"I thought you were better than that!"

"Better than what?!"

"Better than them! You just stooped down to their level, if not lower!" He turned away, not letting me say anything more and stalked into the boy's dormitories. I turned away from the sofa where a memory that would be forever in my mind happened, and walked up the stairs to the girls' dormitory. Who knew if I would ever be able to have a conversation with him? Only time would tell.

You- you ask me what went wrong
Me- i'll write you this last song
Please- just tell me one way we can win
One- more thing before I go
Two- the one who loves me so
Three- don't make me count to three again

About a month later, nearing Thanksgiving, I was having another meeting with Professor Longbottom. This one was different from the others, given the fact that we were talking about the relationships that I had formed over the past three months. "So, I see that you have become close with James Potter, Fred Weasley and Aspen Green. How are they treating you?" he asked nicely, smiling at me over his desk.

"Good. Better than most anyway. Aspen is easily my best friend, Fred is kind of along for the ride and James is sweet," I answered.

"What do you mean better than most? Are they still judging you because of your name?"

"Well, not really. The first and second years are nice, and most of the third years. But the older ones are kind of mean, probably because they've heard from their parents what my mother did."

"But, they should know by now that you are nothing like her, right?"

"I guess. But it doesn't really matter now. I mean, I can't change their opinions if that's what they've been thinking for the past couple months."

"Why not?"

"Why not what?"

"Why can't you change their opinion?"

"Because. They have their thoughts about me and I can't change that when they've known me for the past two months!" Longbottom nodded slowly and took a note. "What are you writing down?"

"Nothing," Longbottom said smoothly.

"It doesn't look like nothing! It looks like you're taking notes on what I'm saying!" I watched as he calmly put his quill down. He laced his fingers together and turned his usually brown eyes toward me. I stared straight on at him, my eyes not moving from where I had put them. "You're taking notes on what I am saying?"

"Just to see if what you say now and what you'll say later connect," he said calmly, to match his manner.

"I don't want to be recorded, Professor Longbottom!" I spat. I watched as he dragged his hand through his brown hair. I stood up and wheeled around, making to leave.

"Acacia Lestrange! Get back here!" he shrieked as I thrust open the door.

"No! You cannot command me to do anything! I am through with being told to do things and being recorded in what I say! I am not something that you can dissect! I am a human being! I have feelings! I cannot be manipulated!"

I stalked out of the room, not looking back when I heard him calling my name. Who was he that thought he could write down whatever I said probably to use it for a sick cause! I stomped to the Great Hall and sat down next to Aspen when I arrived. "What's got you in a tizzy?" Aspen asked with a smile.

"Life," I said expertly.

"Now, now, you're not a hundred years old!" Fred laughed.

"No, but it feels like it!"

"Too bad you don't have any friends that could share the pain with you!" James said scathingly. We still weren't friends than.

"Maybe I will. And maybe I'll find friends that don't leave me in the dust when I'm trying to defend my honor!"

"You're honor?! What honor is there in yelling at someone?"

"The same honor that is in killing someone."

"Oh, so no honor, then?"

"What are you two arguing about now?" Aspen asked, exasperatedly. I looked at her with anger burning my eyes. James just stared at his plate and started to eat. "Are you going to answer me? Or am I going to have to find out for myself?"

"Why don't you ask Acacia? She'll answer you if she's not too moody!" James mocked. I looked at him with a wide smile. "Well, are you going to answer them?"

"Nope. It's your fault that we're not friends anymore and you know it!"

"Oh really? Is it my fault that you literally blew up at Raine?!"

"She slapped me across the face!"

"And that grants you power to yell at her?!"

"It doesn't matter now! It was a month ago!"

"Shut up! The both of you!" Fred screamed at the top of his lungs. "I am going to ask the people at this table a question, a question that you two are not able to answer! Do you both understand me?!" James and I nodded slowly. Fred stood up on the top of the table then, making sure not to step on any food, he spread his hands wide. "GRYFFINDOR TABLE!" he yelled. "I have a question for you and one question only, you must pay attention and you must answer! Do you think that it is right for James Potter to be upset with Acacia Lestrange just because she yelled at an enemy?"

The Gryffindor table erupted into murmuring again, except this time they actually listened to Fred. Fred finally held up his hands, the table quieted down again. He opened his mouth to speak. "What are your answers? I will be taking them one at a time! You?" He pointed to a second year.

"No. I don't believe they should," he answered.

"Why?"

"Because if it is an enemy, then James Potter should be happy that Acacia stood up for herself!"

I watched as Fred nodded. He then pointed to a seventh year. "What do you think?" Fred asked authoritatively.

"Yeah he should be mad!" the girl answered. "She should have let James Potter handle it for her! He seems like he would have enough temper to do what she does!"

I could feel my temper rising up. James looked at me with a softer face. He didn't seem that upset anymore. "Okay! I'll have two more. Unless it's even, then I want one more after that," Fred rambled. He then pointed to a fourth year. "Okay. You!"

The girl stood up alongside Fred. "James," she said calmly, looking at James. "Why are you angry at her? Because of something that she did to protect herself? Why is that a reason to be angry at her? James. Look at her and tell me that you are angry at her still."

James looked at me with a smirk. I smiled back at him. He looked back up at the girl and waited patiently. "I told you to tell me if you angry or not," she said with a smile.

"No. I'm not upset with her anymore. Thanks for your help," he laughed. Fred smiled at the both of us and then looked at the girl.

"What's your name?" Fred asked her.

"Abigail Abercrombie," she said with a smile. Fred nodded and motioned for her to sit down. She did so gracefully and I could feel all the eyes on me. They were watching to see if I would accept his apology.

"Thank you Miss Abercrombie!" Fred said with a large smile. He sat down without taking his eyes off of the both of us. "So, Acacia, James. Have you made up yet?"

James looked at me with apology written in his eyes. I nodded slowly and Fred clapped along with Aspen. "Sorry for yelling at you. You didn't deserve it," James said sweetly.

"No. I did deserve it. Just because they slapped me across the face doesn't mean that they can be yelled at. I guess," I replied with a smile. James, Fred and Aspen laughed loudly. Raine came over to us with an older boy in tow.

"Do I hear happiness over here?" Raine asked scathingly. She sat down between Aspen and I while the older boy sat in between Fred and James.

"Who is that?" I asked angrily.

"This is Abel Vondurri. My older brother. Isn't he lovely?" she asked with a smile.

"Um, no. He's not. Do you know why?" Aspen asked harshly.

"Why is that Green?"

"Because he's related to you is why!" Raine huffed and looked at her older brother with anger in her eyes.

"I don't believe that they appreciate you," she whined. Her older brother rolled his gorgeous brown eyes and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. "I don't believe that they understand the true power of your loveliness."

"I don't believe they have!" Abel responded in his deep voice. I saw Aspen almost fall on her face in her unbelief that Raine had this gorgeous of a brother. "What should I do Raine dearest?"

"I believe that you should flex your muscles for them!" Raine responded eagerly. I looked at Aspen over Raine and she looked at him longingly. Who ever said that eleven year olds couldn't have a crush on hot guys?

Abel stood up and started flexing his muscles. I let out a shriek and stood up. Aspen did the same. We ran out of the Great Hall and back up to the common room. Aspen hurriedly said, "Happy Endings!" We sat down on the couches and burst into hysterical laughter. "He was so hot!" Aspen shrieked.

"I know! How could she have a brother that attractive?" I gasped. Aspen shook her head but sobered up.

"Do you wanna listen to something?" she asked. I nodded slowly. "Okay!" She opened her mouth to sing and started singing an amazing song.

"Happy endings
Just what did you do, If you're a dream then come true
Stop pretending
That what you mean isn't what you say
Hopeful dreaming,
Of times before the pain, wishing it was still the same
Loving, leaving
Round and round and round we go again

Walks a-lone, have often lead to thinking
My love for you is sinking to what seems an all time low
or high, the limits' never ending,
And don't you know I'm sending
There's no venture I won't go
For you

She walks away, she talks away
She walks away
She walks away, she talks away
Away, away..."

I smiled at her and then sat in silence, letting the last sounds of the song fill the room.

XoXo

So there you go. Another chapter in the life of Acacia. R&R. Tell your friends, tell them to tell your friends and don't forget to READ AND REVIEW!!!

Anyway, I liked the song because it really gave me inspiration for her next chapter. I know that it takes me forever to update, but I'll try for at least once a week from now on, okay?