Drabble #21. "I hate you, but I can't stay away from you. What is this power you have over me?"
James quickly checked the Marauder's Map again, ensuring that the way was clear. If he got caught, he'd never hear the end of it.
"James?" a quiet whisper came from further down the corridor he was in. His heart leapt as a girl with bright, golden hair stepped out of the shadows and he threw the cloak off and enveloped her in his arms.
"I still hate that you're in Slytherin," he whispered against her hair.
"I know love," she whispered back.
"Because of it, I hate you, but I can't stay away from you. What is this power you have over me?" he questioned jokingly. The two spent the hours of the night in each other's company before returning to their separate lives, lives in which they were doomed to hate each other.
