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Chapter 34: Chocolatey

James' schedule had stayed basically the same as the year before, including double potions on Monday morning. Although last years double potions had been terrible, this year it was worse. Meg had switched into the Advanced Potions classes this year, taking her out of James class, much to his despair.

James was incredibly disappointed to find out that Meg only had one class with him throughout the week due to her schedule change. Double DADA on Thursdays. Even the free period they'd shared the year before wasn't a free period for Meg anymore as she'd taken to going to the Hospital Wing to help out and learn as much as she could from Miss Pomfrey during those periods.

James wasn't sure how Meg had time for anything considering the load of classes she'd piled on herself, added up with Prefect Duties, and being Quidditch Captain. He couldn't help thinking that his Aunt Hermione would probably be very proud of Meg's workload.

James, however was not too happy about it. He rarely got to see her. Mondays and Sundays he had Quidditch Practice, Tuesdays and Sundays Meg did, and every other day they were attempting to stay caught up in their studies.

Whenever the two were together they'd lean against each other and study, or sit close enough to brush against each other as they did homework. It was driving James mad.

"Mr. Potter, this is the third time I've called your name. Please snap out of your daydreaming and continue taking notes." Professor Boot spoke with a sigh of exasperation.

In James defense the only reason he'd really paid attention in potions before was because Meg had made him. Plus the classroom was hot and stuffy and James was melting. Sweat glistened on every students' brow and James messy thick hair was making his head a lot warmer than it should've been. He couldn't honestly be expected to pay attention in such terrible conditions.

Alfie nudged him. "C'mon you're drifting off again. If Boot catches you he'll probably send you out of the classroom."

James wanted nothing more than for Professor Boot to send him from the classroom, however he didn't want to have to come back on his own time in order to make up what he'd missed. Especially considering his time was limited and he'd rather use it for hanging out with Meg. So, like a good student he took notes, most of which he copied from Alfie and not from listening, and he offered his best falsely interested look to Professor Boot.

After double potions finally ended, James persevered through Transfiguration and then practically sprinted at the sound of the lunch bell. When he made it to the Great Hall, Meg was already there with Hannah. James shoved three students out of the way, elbowed another and yelled at a couple more until he'd successfully made it to her. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her. Meg was giggling against his lips.

"Miss me?" She managed. James sat beside her, causing multiple Slytherins to raise their eyebrows in shock.

Although James and Meg weren't a surprise or new thing, James sitting at the Slytherin table was. In fact it was the first time he'd ever sat there. He seemed not to notice all the looks he was receiving as he was too wrapped up in talking.

"I got used to being with you everyday this summer and then suddenly we hardly see each other. It's really unfair!" He was pouting. Meg leaned forward and pecked his lips.

Every time James pouted she'd taken to leaning over and kissing him, it made James want to pout more, but also made it impossible because it caused him to smile right away. He thought it was a bit unfair at how good she was at making him smile. Not that he truly minded.

"You saw me at breakfast." She told him with a shake of her head.

"I sat through double potions!" He groaned out.

"So did I." Hannah told him. "And you've taken Alfie as a seat mate and both Layla and Meg are in Advanced this year, so I've a lot more to complain about." She told him through a bite of chicken.

James glanced over at where Alfie sat at the Gryffindor table. He was surprised that Alfie hadn't joined him and the girls. James glanced at Hannah, she was also looking at Alfie, albeit a bit sadly. James tried not to think too much on that and turned back to Meg. He was sure the other two would figure that out. Plus he had more pressing matters.

"Double potions without you is pointless and dull and awful." James complained. Meg rolled her eyes at him.

"I have herbology with Ravenclaw now and that has to be worse." She insisted.

"You're great at Herbology!" James argued. "Plus Neville's like the best teacher ever."

"If you're in the Potter or Weasley family maybe." Hannah groaned. "I swear he hates me." She used a fork full of food to point at James. He scowled at the fork as rice flung off towards him.

"Impossible! Neville doesn't hate anyone." James insisted, glancing at the teacher at the front of the room. There Neville was grinning and chatting with some of the other teachers. He had the most friendly face of anyone James knew, except maybe Meg, and he figured that proved his point.

"Except me." Hannah complained. Meg began to nod.

"Except Hannah." She agreed.

James' eyes went wide. He couldn't believe it. "No way." He said adamantly. The three continued to argue throughout lunch and when the bell finally rung. James stood and gave a "You're wrong! Both of you. Wrong and ridiculous." as a form of goodbye.

Meg managed to kiss his cheek before hurrying away to her next class.

James made his way, slowly to History of Magic. One of his least favorite classes, other than potions. He didn't understand how knowing about a bunch of dead guys (and his parents and their friends) was going to help him get a job in the future.

James prepared himself for a class of daydreams starring his favorite Slytherin girl.

Alfie had had a long day. The first few weeks back from summer vacation were always hard, but since he was taking Advanced Ancient Runes, DADA, Charms and Alchemy it was even worse. Alfie wasn't sure why he'd decided to take so many Advanced courses, but he was sure it had something to do with the fact that he liked learning and needed it for applications. At the moment he was having a hard time convincing himself of that though.

When he'd finished with his classes for the day and he'd gotten back from the Ancient Runes club (there was practically a club for everything these days, so of course he had a meeting with a different one each day) he wanted nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep until dinner.

However, when he got to his room Hannah was waiting for him. He nearly groaned aloud. She had a magazine and was flipping through the pages slowly. Alfie wondered how long she'd been waiting for him. He felt bad for almost groaning, but it was getting difficult to juggle a girlfriend on top of all his classwork and extracurriculars. Plus Hannah was sometimes a little too much to handle, she had a big personality and during times when Alfie just needed peace and quiet she always gave the opposite. Even now as she read she was smacking gum quite loudly and her feet were kicking back and forth. SHe was full of energy that Alfie didn't know what to do with.

Alfie cleared his throat calling her attention to him. Her face fell when she saw him and that confused Alfie instantly. Why was she here if she didn't want to see him. He chocked it up to having a long day like he had and moved forward a couple steps.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked, not unkindly, but with a hint of the exhaustion he felt.

"Do you not like me as much as I like you?" Her question caught him off guard. He watched as she sat up straighter and worked on making her face rather blank. He still saw the worry in her eyes though.

"I-" He froze, he had no clue how to respond. He began thinking about how hanging out with her felt more like a chore now and less like something new and exciting like when they'd first started dating. He thought about how when he'd first seen her not moments before, his first reaction had been an inward groan. Alfie suddenly felt ashamed.

Hannah was a lovely girl. Funny, smart, loyal and fierce. Alfie tried to remember how he used to find her hot, spunky, and refreshing as well.

He still thought she was great, don't get him wrong, it just wasn't in a romantic way anymore. He had no urge to run to her side everytime he saw her, to kiss her when she smiled or pouted or to tuck her hair behind her ear when it fell in her face, all things that James and Meg did on a daily basis.

"It's alright, you know." Hannah had stood after his long silence. She was staring at the floor.

"I'm sorry." Alfie spoke quickly.

He watched a flash of hurt cross in her eyes, but as she glanced up at him she was forcing a brave smile. Alfie's stomach dropped and he felt even worse.

"It's okay. Honestly." Hannah held out her hand in a friendly manner. "Friends." She offered.

Alfie took her hand quickly and gave it a shake. "Yeah."

Her hand retracted just as briskly as she'd offered it. She let out a breath and started for the door.

"Anyways I gotta get going." Her words ran together and then she was gone. The door clicked shut behind her a lot gentler than Alfie expected. He almost wished she'd slammed it in his face.

Logically, he knew most relationships that started at such a young age wouldn't last, but he still felt bad about hurting Hannah. At the same time he felt a sense of relief wash over him. It was short lived and immediately replaced with guilt, but it showed him that he and Hannah breaking up was definitely for the better. At least in the long run. Even if they both felt crap about it at the moment.

Hannah entered the 7th year Slytherin Girls' dorm calling the attention of her two friends, who happened to be the only ones there. She didn't know how she'd gotten lucky enough that the bitchy Emma MacMillan and although nicer, still unwanted Carol Finnegan were not in their room.

"Hey Han!" Layla's welcoming grin fell from her face the instant her eyes found Hannah's face. Meg glanced up from her book to give a greeting as well, but stopped.

"Han, what's wrong?" Both girls stood.

Hannah was attempting to force a smile, but was failing miserably.

"Alfie and I… we- we" Her forced smile fell from her face as she burst into tears. "broke up." The last two words were choked and difficult to make out, but Layla and Meg understood.

"What?" Meg responded in surprise. Hannah shrugged in response as she attempted to wipe the tears from her face. Her friends were at her side and pulling her into a hug in an instant. Hannah hugged back with such force that she nearly knocked the other two girls over.

"Are you okay?" Layla whispered with worry.

"I will be. It just hurts now and it sucks." She sniffed out. Meg squeezed the girl tighter.

"Do you want me to punch him or something?" She offered. Hannah laughed but shook her head.

"No, no." She reassured, giving a tearful smile. A real one this time. Even though Meg wouldn't have really punched Alfie and Hannah didn't want her to, it was still nice of her friend to suggest it as if it were a possibility. "He was nice about it. He didn't even bring it up, I did." Hannah explained to the other two.

"This calls for chocolate!" Meg announced with a grin. She ran to her trunk, threw it open and dug inside, finally emerging after a couple minutes, with a couple chocolate bars.

"I can't believe you've been hiding those from me!" Hannah shouted and ran at Meg, she tackled the taller girl to the ground in an attempt to steal all the chocolate.

"I wasn't hiding it from you, you prick. I was keeping it from MacMillan."

MacMillan was a known chocolate stealer and notorious liar when asked about said chocolate.

"Hand it over." Hannah grunted as she and Meg wrestled over the chocolate.

"Guys quit! I've got some too, we can all share. There's plenty." Layla should've expected her friends' reactions, but she'd thought she was helping keep the peace. How wrong she was.

"What? You've hid sweets from us!" The other two exclaimed together, jumping up off of the floor. Then together they surged forward and tackled Layla to the ground.

Layla let out a shriek as she toppled down with the other two on top of her. They were all giggling now and Hannah's tears were forgotten for the moment. Because that was the thing about best friends, they made even the greyest moments a whole lot brighter and the sad moments a lot more chocolatey.

Please don't hate me for this chapter... I decided over the summer when I was reading Feed for summer reading that they were going to break up and I'm sorry! It had to happen, I've been dropping hints in the past few chapters.

Anyways, please review! It means the world to me.

Kayla08: Thank you! That's really nice. I like Meg's character a lot, so it's cool that you think I've got some similarities with her. I've got to admit she's much more athletic and school-y then me though. haha

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