I snuggled up closely to James in his tiny dorm bed. The soft sound of his breathing was so relaxing to me. I squirmed under James's grasp, turning my body to watch him sleep. He looked so peaceful and innocent. He looked so…relaxed. If someone was to look at James now, they probably would've never guessed that hell he's gone through in the past year. From losing his brother, to our ups and downs, to everything with Blair, and to losing his baby girl. Through the good and the bad, he has truly been amazing.
I felt the bed move and was yanked out of my thoughts. I glanced up to see James's brown eyes staring down at me. I smiled and nuzzled up to him.
"Hi." I giggled.
"Hello beautiful." He murmured, planting a light kiss on my forehead.
"Did you sleep well?" I asked.
"Oh yes." James said with a yawn. "I always take the best naps with you."
"As I do with you." I giggled.
"Come here." James growled, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me on top of him.
"You know," I whispered, looking down at him. "We've been through so much this school year."
James's smile left his face as he went somber. I knew I struck a nerve, but I wanted to talk about it. I wasn't wrong. We have been through a lot this year. It's not something we can try to forget and hide from.
"You're right." James said. "But I'm glad its you who went through this with me and not anyone else."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You stayed by me." He responded. "Even when I was angry with you and treated you like shit, you were still there. We had our ups and downs, but you stuck around. Any other girl probably would've left. They might've put up with it for a bit because I'm James Potter, but they would've left after a while of dealing with my crap. But you…you stayed the whole time Belle."
"Ehh." I said, thinking about the time I packed all my stuff up and moved back to my house. "I don't think that's a hundred percent true."
"You moved out for one day. That hardly counts."
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Either way, you came back." James countered.
This was true.
"You're more than your last name." I said, planting a soft kiss on his lips. "You have a temper but you're also a kind, sweet, and caring man."
James smiled as he planted another kiss on me.
"It's adorable how you care so much about your family. It makes my heart flip with how strongly you care about me. You're passionate and would do anything for me. You'd put your own life on the line to keep me safe." I continued. "You don't follow the rules. You aren't the next Harry Potter. You made a name for yourself. You are more than being just Harry Potter's eldest son. You became the love of my life."
James wrapped his arms around me tightly and held me as close as he possibly could.
"And you're the love of mine." He whispered into my ear.
His words sent a shiver down my spine. While we've been dating for almost three years, it wasn't the first time I've heard James tell me he loves me. In this moment though, it made my heart skip a beat.
"Do you remember when we first met?" I asked.
"Yeah, you ran into me on the train." James laughed.
"You were a cocky bastard back then." I said. "Being all high and mighty with the do you know who I am bit."
"I was eleven!" James cried out in defense. "A spoiled eleven year old who lived his entire life in the lime light."
"Look how much you've grown."
"Oh, I have grown." James said, a large smirk forming on his face.
"Oi! You dirty little boy." I cried out.
"Come here."
Rumors of last night's party spread around the castle. All anyone could take about was how Blair forced a love potion upon James. I almost felt bad for her. Almost. She did try to use the tragic events that have happened to James and I to her advantage. It's impossible to feel bad for a manipulative bitch like that. I was thankful that the school year was coming to an end. Soon we would all be out in the real world. We would have to stop being children and work as functional adults.
"Can you guys believe we're about to graduate?" Dom asked. "Seems like just yesterday we all stepped in this common room for the first time."
"Oh stop being so nostalgic." Fred said.
I looked over at him from my spot in James's lap. I was surprised he even knew a big word like that.
"What?" Fred asked, acknowledging all our shocked looks. "We wrecked havoc on this place for seven years. I'm sure McGonagall is thrilled to be getting rid of some more Weasleys and Potters. We're trouble makers by nature."
We all kind of shrugged and muttered in agreement. Fred wasn't wrong. Him and James terrorized hundreds of students through out our time here.
"I'll just be happy to be getting away from all the drama." I said. "I'm ready to move out, get a fresh start, and begin my adult life."
"Move out?" James asked. "You aren't going to stay at the Manor?"
I looked up at my boyfriend.
"Well, I will for a bit. Just until I find a flat and find a good job." I said.
"A flat?" James mused. "Hmmm."
James shifted on the couch, gently pushing me off his lap and standing up.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Hmm?" James said, stopping in his tracks. "Oh, um…just to write my parents a quick letter. I'll be back shortly."
I watched as James dashed up the boys' staircase before turning to my friends.
"You two thought that was weird, right?"
The two cousins nodded their heads in agreement. Good.
"Yeah, why would he write Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny when we're going home in a week." Dom said. "Either he's up to something or it's something desperate."
"Well," I said, turning to Fred. "It has been a rough year for him. You guys didn't pull any pranks this year."
"He can't be planning a prank without me!" Fred cried out before composing himself. "Besides, we already have our end of the year prank planned out."
What could that boy be up to? All I did was make a little comment about how I was going to get my own flat after graduation. That seemed to have sparked his interest and….oh. Oh I get it now.
"I'll be back guys." I said.
I balled my blanket up and set it next to me on the couch before getting up and heading to the boys' staircase. I made my way up to James's dorm. I gave a soft knock before letting myself in.
"James?"
He sat at his desk, scribbling away on a piece of parchment.
"James?" I said again. "You aren't mad at me, are you?"
James set his quill down to turn around and look at me.
"Why would I be mad at you?" He asked.
"Well, you made a mad dash up here when I mentioned about how I want to move out of the Manor and get my own place. I thought maybe I upset you or something."
"Oh Belle, of course not." James said, pushing his chair back to stand up. "You gave me idea and I wanted to ask my parents about it."
An idea?
"What is it?" I asked.
"A surprise."
"Oh, come on James." I begged. "Please, tell me."
James sighed before letting a smirk crawl up on his face.
"Let's get a house."
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"Let's get a house." James repeated. "A nice house with a couple of bedrooms and a big yard for a couple of dogs."
"James." I sputtered. "My parents set aside enough money for me to get a nice flat. I can't afford a house."
James walked over to me and grasped my hands, pulling me close.
"That's why I wanted to write to my parents right away."
"I don't understand where all this is coming from." I said.
"The other day you told me I was the love of your life and you were mine. Then today you mentioned getting a flat and it all made sense." James said.
"It's still not making any sense to me." I said.
"After Al's death, my parents took his trust fund and divided it up. They gave some to charity and split the rest evenly between Lily and me. I already have access to my trust fund."
I was still a bit confused. I know money isn't an issue at all for the Potters. But it wasn't much of a problem for me either. I didn't have a nice trust fund like James, but I did an above average lifestyle.
"When Mum had to quit Quidditch because of me, she took up retail as a part time job. I know for a fact that some of her rental houses are empty at the moment."
Is he suggesting what I think he's suggesting?
"Let's buy a house."
There it was again.
"James, do you think that's a good idea? After everything we've been through?" I asked. "We've hit some low spots while living together."
"Belle, listen," James whispered, pulling me even closer to him. "We've hit our rough patches during this school year. We've been through a lot. I would like nothing more than to end this year off on a positive note."
He was right.
"Alright," I said with a smile. "Let's get a house!"
"That's what I want to hear." James said before planting a big, sloppy one on me.
I giggled and pulled myself back.
"I love you." I whispered.
"I love you too."
Author's Note- I'm back! I'm sorry I was gone for so long. Work and school kicked my butt. But I'm back and I can't wait to give you guys the end of Accidents Happen. It's almost over. I'm so thankful for you guys. Please leave a review with your thoughts and comments. Until next time my loves.
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