Title: On The Line
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Chapter 4: Wonderful Performance
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On the 'H'***
James sat down on a very dirty and empty seat. He sighed. He and Selina were never going to get the job done with all her bickering and wining. After the 'useless' ideas, as Selina would say, he had come up with their planning hadn't gone anywhere. He would make up all the ideas and she would role her eyes, cross her legs and insult with "…I really have no idea how you got in the creative team". After about an hour of insults, pointless ideas and might I add NO food, James felt like getting out of his seat and strangling her long and alien like neck. Though he wasn't that stupid. (A/N: Man who cares just wring her blimmin neck! Lol!)
Finally she decided she had enough so she left the room and went to God knows where. 'She's probably gone to put on some of her precious make-up, although it doesn't make a tiny bit of difference to her appearance' James humorously though.
So James finally free of Selina's malicious insults and non-co-operative self, thought that he too had had enough, so here he is now sitting on the 'H' and heading of to 'The Three Broomsticks', the local Hogsmeade bar/café. He took his small CD player from his bag and put on one of his idols songs; Al Green. You see one of James's co-workers was from America and muggleborn so he had introduced James to the world of muggle music. James favourite type was by far Gospel/Soul music. It helped James calm down and think clearly. He was also very inspired and impressed by how meaningful the lyrics were. James from then on was absolutely amazed and taken by Al Green, So putting the headphones up to his ear, James's slowly closed his eyes and began to hum to the tune of 'I am Tired of Being Alone'. What he hadn't realised that he had stood up from his seat and started fully singing the song with all the passengers (witches and wizards alike) eyes on him.
"I'm so tired of being alone
I'm so tired of on-my-own
Won't you help me girl
Just as soon as you ca—"
James slowly opened his eyes, realising what he was doing. He blushed at the stares he was receiving and squeaked a tiny "sorry. He Quickly sat back down on his seat and put his head down, suddenly interested in the flooring of the train. 'DARN IT, DARNT IT!!! I always make a fool of my self, its like a curse! Why can't I jest for once be normal like—'
"I can't get next to you", James was pulled out of his thoughts by a soft feminine voice.
James slowly looked up, in front of him stood a gorgeous witch. She stood at about 5"5, her dark fiery hair was cascading down her shoulders and her dazzling emerald eyes made her look even more heavenly. James could have sworn that her face was familiar but he was to entranced by her to really think of it more.
"Excuse me?" He asked politely.
She smiled, "'I am so Tired of Being Alone' is a great Al Green song, but 'I can't get Next to you' seems a bit more appropriate at this time."
"And why is that?" James grinned.
"Because I can't get next to you!" She laughed while pointing to the seat next to him that was occupied by his bag.
"Oh!" He blushed.
He quickly grasped his bag and settled it on to his knees. She slowly made her wait to the seat and sat her self down.
"Thank you!" She smiled.
After a long minute of awkward silence. She began to speak (yet again).
"I enjoyed your performance by the way," she told him.
"Thanks," James half laughed, half blushed. He really didn't want to remember that embarrassing moment.
"So you like Al Green to?" James asked.
"I'm muggleborn and my mum was listening to his songs when she was pregnant with me so he really is in my soul (A/N: pardon the pun)," she laughed.
They soon became more and more comfortable together so the conversation did get more personal.
"So what do you do?" She asked.
"Well I—"
"Wait let me guess, You're an add man!"
James stared at her gaping. "How did you do that?!" He exclaimed.
"I'm physic!" But seeing the look on Jaime's face she quickly said "Actually no, I read it on your bag." She and James both laughed.
"So what do you do?" he asked, wanting to no more about this girl that was slowly melting his heart.
"I go to school, well I am studying more in the charms area, and I've always been especially good with that subject."
"Cool a 'jinx' girl!" James smirked.
"So do you think I've seen any of your work?"
He thought for a minute. "Well you know that butterbear slogan, that's always up on the stands at Quidditch matches? You know the one with the song 'It warms you up like a—'"
"--hot sprinkler'" She sung. "You made that!" She laughed while looking very impressed.
"Yep!" James said looking very pleased with himself indeed.
"So know when I go and support the Chuddley Cannons, I can always think of you when I see the sign and her the song."
James Quickly turned to stare at her; he looked at her with profound integrity (errr sort of…well what else can you say about a guy who likes Quidditch!).
"No way! You like the Chuddley Cannons too?!" He exclaimed.
"Heck yeah! I've been a supporter since I started school."
James started to freak out, could someone really have this much in common with him? They both continued to talk about Quidditch.
"What's the best and worst Chuddley Cannon games?" James smirked.
"Well best, whenever they win…" The girl smiled.
James rolled his eyes, "Of course!" He replied.
"…and worst would have to be the last season game, when Jones had the snitch at his fingertips but the bloody seeker on the 'Serpent Sides' team pushed him and caught the snitch! The bloody reff was friends with the coaches other team so he didn't take it as a fowl!" The girl scowled.
"I know! It was the worst day of my life!" James replied sadly.
"I didn't eat for a whole week!"
"I cried!" James admitted, although as soon as he said it he knew he shouldn't have to save him the embarrassment.
"You know most guys wouldn't admit that." She giggled.
"I know and I have no idea why I said that!" James, once again, blushed.
The two had a small laugh and then locked eyes. You know that feeling that you get, the one at the pit of the stomach were it feels like butterflies are fluttering around, well both were experiencing it. Some people say that its love at first sight and others say its just anxiety or nervousness. Well James knew one thing, he was experiencing both.
"Next stop Hogsmeade, I repeat Next Stop Diagon Alley."
They were both pulled out of there day dreams and thoughts by the loud and gruff voice coming from the trains' speaker.
"Well that's my stop," the girl said gently.
"Mine too" he replied.
They both slowly made there way out of the train and onto the platform. In the mean time the girl was tying her hair up. She had left small bits down that made her look very childlike and innocent.
"So tell me something that you would only tell a stranger," James asked the girl as they made their way to the steps that would get them to the other side of Platform 9 and ¾.
"Well I like making paper aeroplanes!" And seeing the look confused look James gave her she added, "my dad was a pilot so…you get the picture!" She giggled.
"Ah," James replied impressively.
"Hold on, do you have a piece of paper?" The girl asked.
"Am I going to get a demonstration?" James handed her a piece.
"Uh-huh!" She beamed.
They went up the steps and stopped at a ledge type of balcony that allowed you tot get to the other side. The ledge was high so it gave you a clear look of many witches and wizard. Lily had finished making the plane. The creation was very unique, but James wondered if it would actually work though.
"Impressive," James stated.
"Thank you, it's my own design!" She grinned.
"Are you ready?" she asked. James nodded. The girl let the plane go and both she and James stepped forward.
The plane flew smoothly.
"Smooth Departure." James commentated.
It then flew straight for some time.
"Easy flight" he continued.
But as it was Nearing the ground a woman with extremely bushy hair got in the way. And the plane flew straight into her hair.
Both James and the girl fell to the ground. The girl squealed and started giggling.
James roared with laughter. The lady was oblivious to the fact that her hair now occupied a paper aeroplane; she turned slightly but still did not notice. Thus earning her strange stares from passengers.
"The landing needs a bit of work though," James said through a fit of laughter.
After they had both calmed down and sat up embarrassingly at the looks they were receiving, they both began to chat again (A/N: They are very chatty aren't they?).
"Don't think you've gotton of that easily," the girl started menacingly at James with a smirk. "Now you have to tell me something."
James groaned, but agreed. He thought for a while. Then—
"OK you are really gonna think I am some freak but here goes. I can remember most of Ministers of Magic of England of by heart." James replied while blushing.
The girl started open wide at James with astonishment. And then began to resight the names of…
"Grodge, Peterson, Andrews, Brache, Citadel, Vesta, Leola, Leopld, Ordway…"
James gaped at her, now he really was freaked out, could this girl get any better?
James joined her and recalled the Ministers of Magic he knew about.
"Standish, Vyndra, Willis, Odgen, Gravenstein, Rosaria, Fudge!" They both finished breathlessly with big grins planted on their faces.
"OK we must be the only people that can do that in England, at the SAME time!" She exclaimed. They both laughed. Then they both stood in silence for a while.
"Well I have to go," the girl said sadly while looking at the time. James' grin vanished from his face.
"Oh that's OK, same here promised some friends that I'd meet them at three broomsticks." James quickly smile again to hide his disappointment and he didn't want to seem rude.
"Well..." The girl started not knowing how to say goodbye.
"It was nice commuting with you," James smiled. The girl laughed.
"Yeah it was, take care." She made her way to opposite steps and slowly turned around, she waved slightly with a heavenly smile and went down the steps. James felt like going after her but stayed were he was. Why did he feel like he had yet again blown it? This girl was perfect, she had completely opened herself up to him, a complete stranger. He felt as though he would never ever see her beautiful and kind face again.
Oh how wrong was he…
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A/N: Well they (FINALLY) met! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter!! It was MUCH longer than the others!! J Please review I need your comments! Well I'll try my best to update sooner!! J
