Hey guys! So incredibly sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I was really busy with a broken ankle and everything. And it took so long to get this chapter out. I'm working on the next chapter right now and it seems to be at a halt. I will get working at it and hopefully have it out soon!

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-Kal the Writer or KayliLynzee118

Chapter 11

"You are such a weirdo Rosie." I laughed as she balanced a spoon on her nose. She laughed and the spoon fell. It clattered to the ground and she bent to pick it up.

"It's a lot harder than it looks." she protested. I smiled at her in amusement.

"Uh, Rose?"

I turned at the familiar voice behind me. Scorpius Malfoy stood there. His blonde hair was neat unlike how it looked in Potions everyday, it was always a little ruffled, and his grey eyes looked nervous. I smirked at him and he glared slightly at me.

"Ya…" Rose said slowly behind me, obviously confused. I looked and she was still bent to get the spoon. She straightened slowly, her head tilted slightly. Her curls bounced as her head moved. They were tamed by a sleeking spell.

"Do you want to dance with me?"

I was stunned for a second before grinning hugely, looking back and forth between them. Rose's eyes were wide and her ears tinged pink. It's a Weasley thing.

"W-what?" Oh that is adorable. "Wait is this like a dare or something?"

"No! What, I can't ask a girl to dance without it being a dare?"

Someone has anger issues. He was actually pretty cute like that, flustered and embarrassed. Not that I like him. Rose talks about him all the time, about how annoying he is and how he thinks he is so smart. I think she likes him.

"But you hate me."

"What? No I-"

"God, Rosie. Just dance with him!" I laughed, interrupting their bickering. I saw Scorpius blush as Rose got up and took his hand. I watched them awkwardly walk out to the dance floor. She put her arms around his neck and his hands went to her waist. They swayed awkwardly for a second before Rose's laugh rang through the Hall and they both relaxed. I grinned.

"Yes!" I cheered quietly. I felt like a match maker even though Scorpius did all the work.

"What are you so happy about, loner?" I heard a laugh to my right. I turned to see James with his hands in his pockets, looking down at me. I frowned and looked away from him.

"Nothing."

"Aw come on Davis. You can't still be mad at me?"

"I was never mad."

"Perfect. Then dance with me."

My attention snapped to him. His hand was extended to me and he had a nervous smirk on his face. The hand that wasn't extended to me was running through his hair, messing it up more than it already was. I loved when he did that. I blushed heavily.

"I-I… What?" I stuttered. James grinned at my stumbling.

"Kaitlyn Davis, will you dance with me?"

My heart dropped at him saying my first name. I don't know why it always did that. I swallowed hard and stood up.

"I-I can't dance."

"Sure you can." he smiled as I grabbed his hand. He twirled me around as he pulled me to the dance floor and I couldn't help but laugh.

He pulled me close to him, his left hand taking my right and his right hand holding my hip. I swallowed loudly again as I curled my hand around the back of his shoulder, which made us even closer. I had no idea what I was doing. I had never been this close to James Potter, even when I fell on top of him those few times. My face was burning as I laid my forehead on his shoulder.

I was aware of every sound around me. Rose's laughs, the talking of people as the danced, the gossip of girls. The most noticeable sound was the song changing to one of my most favorite songs, Amazed.

"You are wearing combat boots with your dress?" James laughed after a minute. I removed my forehead from his shoulder, looking up slightly at him. He was only an inch taller than me.

"Ya. So?"

"Never been seen." he laughed. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sure that people have worn boots with dresses before."

"If you say so." he muttered. "You really are beautiful tonight."

I swallowed, feeling my face heat up. Oh jeez. I looked at him for a minute, looking at his nervous eyes. James Potter was nervous. That kind of boosted my ego.

"Thanks. You are a really catch yourself but you already knew that."

"Even though I knew it's still nice to hear. Especially from you."

"Especially from me?"

"Well, I mean, uh, you know. You don't compliment people often." he stuttered, his ears turning pinkish. And I'm the bad liar. But I went along with it. I smirked shaking my head.

"I complinmet people!" I protested. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes amused.

"Lily and Rose. That's it. You aren't very nice to strangers."

I smacked him on the arm, scoffing. He chuckled as I put my hand back on the backside of his shoulder. He laughed, his whole body shaking mine since we were so close. I shook my head slightly as we swayed and I couldn't help but smirk at him. I saw Rose dancing with Scorpius and she smirked at me. I blushed as she gave me a thumbs up.

"Davis?"

I looked up at James but he was already looking down at me. His nose was an inch away from mine. My heart started racing and my stomach swam. His eyes bore into mine and couldn't help but appreciate the bright brown color of them.

I stopped breathing when I finally realized it. It hit me like a semi, knocking all the breath out of me. I froze, feeling my heart drop to my stomach. I let go of James' shoulder and pulled my hand out of his grasp. He looked at me in complete confusion.

"I-I have to go." I said urgently as I turned and walked away quickly. I peeked behind me. James was staring at me, all alone on the dance floor as the song ended. I turned and sprinted from the Great Hall. People stared but I ignored them. I ran up the steps and turned to the left, slamming my back into the wall. I was breathing heavily as I sunk to the ground. Rose was right. Lily was right. Hell, Roxanne was right. I just couldn't see it. I was blind to my own feelings.

This could ruin everything. Make everything awkward. No, it can't be possible. God isn't this cruel. I have a family, a good one. This could hurt everything.

But I couldn't help but feel my heart race, my stomach flutter, and my breathing quicken as I thought of him. And his eyes. His hair. His arms. His personality. Everything about him. From the cockiness to the stupid smirk he wears. Now the reason I truly hated Andrew before the date came to light. I didn't hate him at all. I just resented the fact that I was on a date with someone other then James. And the guiltiness I felt after agreeing to the date, and how when he looked at me with anger it killed me inside. It all made sense now.

I like James Potter.

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