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Second chapter here!! I love you guys! Thanks so much for reviewing; I hope this one gets more reviews than my last chapter. So here goes! (
She brushed her hair slowly, her eyes keen on her mirror, but her ears perked up tin able to catch any sound... specifically a door opening...
'What am I doing? Why am I so afraid of facing him?' she asked herself the same question since the point of her waking this morning...
'Him kissing you doesn't mean he likes you... I mean he was just playing around! And you don't even like him, right! I mean you hate him! Nothing has change! NOTHING!!!' she screamed at herself
Her hand went stiff, her body tense as she heard someone knock on her door. She hastily placed her brush down, racing towards her wand, she pointed it towards the door.
"Who is it?" it was a real stupid question, but it just slipped out
"Come on, Evans! No one else is allowed into our common room, so who else are you expecting?" came the amused answer
"Whatever, Potter! What do you want now?" she was flushing in irritation...
"I thought that it was better for us to walk down together for breakfast, it'll do good for our image."
"I'm not hungry!" she replied, a little too hasty
"Will you open this door, I really feel stupid talking to a door" James butted in
"I don't want to open it, so just go!" she ordered
"Open up, Evans!" he ordered back
"I said go! I don't want to see you, don't want to talk to you, and most definitely don't want to be seen with you!"
Silence was her answer, signaling that he was gone, 'Finally!' she really didn't want to face him just then.
She sat back, staring at her reflection, her skin was pale from the encounter so she slapped them a little to get color back into her cheeks.
"Why are you hitting yourself?" came the question, it stunned her enough for her to jump up and down from her seat, toppling her over, as she swung around towards the open window.
"Hey! Cool it! It's just me, you look like you've seen a ghost!" the by who ahd just earlier stood behind a closed door just stepped into her room through the open window.
"What the hell are you trying to do?! Kill me?!" she was fuming by then
"No... I just wanted to see you... anyway, you were saying about not wanting to see me?" he asked, his usual amused gleam still there behind a curious look.
"That's it! I don't want to see you! Hear you! Or be seen with you!" she replied angrily
"Why?" he asked again, now sitting on her bed as she glared warningly
"Get off my bed and get out of my room!" she ordered
"You really love giving orders don't you! Anyway, I won't go until you answer my question!"
"James I'm warning you, if you won't step out of this room right now I'll make sure that you'll never get out of it alive and whole" it was a threat and he knew it, but she was forgetting something... he was as good as she was...
"Nope... no can do, anyway, you don't scare me at all, so to save yourself from something you don't want, why don't you just answer the question"
"Because I don't want to! Now can you please go!" she was beginning to feel a little desperate...
"Hmm... let me think...no! I want to know the reason, my curious mind won't let me get any rest at this rate of curiosity" he was grinning then, lying down, leaning his head against her fragrant pillows, inhaling the cologne that still lingered.
"Arrg!!! Because I don't like you!!!" she was ready to give up and just leave the room, and him in it
"O? Why?"
"James... are you trying to irritate me to a point of murder... because if you are, I congratulate you, I'm nearly there!"
That earned her a small smirk, as he got off of the bed, heading towards her...
She backed away, fear started creeping up her again as she looked deep into his eyes... there was that gleam again... the very gleam she had seen the night before... and it stir something in her...
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice now was soft and slightly husky...
"Curious to know?" he asked, his voice just as husky, but for an entirely different reason...
"James... I want you out of my room now" it was an order gone plea...
"But I don't want to... unless..." he stopped then, his face mere inches from her, as his arms cornered her form against the wall...
"Unless...?" she asked, her eyes felt heavy and she fought the urge to close the space between their heated bodies...
"Unless..." he bent down, his lips softly touched her ear... "Unless... you eat breakfast with me..." with a soft kiss he backed away, loving the way her half closed eyes stared back at him...
"Fine then..." she had agreed, her body felt weird and she couldn't think, and the answer just came out and was too late to be retracted as he pulled her along towards the dinning room...
How was it? And sorry... you guys might hate me for this, but what do you call their dinning room? Arrg! I know!! Stupid of me to forget something like that, but please tell me! Anywayz, thanks for reading! And please review!!!
Second chapter here!! I love you guys! Thanks so much for reviewing; I hope this one gets more reviews than my last chapter. So here goes! (
She brushed her hair slowly, her eyes keen on her mirror, but her ears perked up tin able to catch any sound... specifically a door opening...
'What am I doing? Why am I so afraid of facing him?' she asked herself the same question since the point of her waking this morning...
'Him kissing you doesn't mean he likes you... I mean he was just playing around! And you don't even like him, right! I mean you hate him! Nothing has change! NOTHING!!!' she screamed at herself
Her hand went stiff, her body tense as she heard someone knock on her door. She hastily placed her brush down, racing towards her wand, she pointed it towards the door.
"Who is it?" it was a real stupid question, but it just slipped out
"Come on, Evans! No one else is allowed into our common room, so who else are you expecting?" came the amused answer
"Whatever, Potter! What do you want now?" she was flushing in irritation...
"I thought that it was better for us to walk down together for breakfast, it'll do good for our image."
"I'm not hungry!" she replied, a little too hasty
"Will you open this door, I really feel stupid talking to a door" James butted in
"I don't want to open it, so just go!" she ordered
"Open up, Evans!" he ordered back
"I said go! I don't want to see you, don't want to talk to you, and most definitely don't want to be seen with you!"
Silence was her answer, signaling that he was gone, 'Finally!' she really didn't want to face him just then.
She sat back, staring at her reflection, her skin was pale from the encounter so she slapped them a little to get color back into her cheeks.
"Why are you hitting yourself?" came the question, it stunned her enough for her to jump up and down from her seat, toppling her over, as she swung around towards the open window.
"Hey! Cool it! It's just me, you look like you've seen a ghost!" the by who ahd just earlier stood behind a closed door just stepped into her room through the open window.
"What the hell are you trying to do?! Kill me?!" she was fuming by then
"No... I just wanted to see you... anyway, you were saying about not wanting to see me?" he asked, his usual amused gleam still there behind a curious look.
"That's it! I don't want to see you! Hear you! Or be seen with you!" she replied angrily
"Why?" he asked again, now sitting on her bed as she glared warningly
"Get off my bed and get out of my room!" she ordered
"You really love giving orders don't you! Anyway, I won't go until you answer my question!"
"James I'm warning you, if you won't step out of this room right now I'll make sure that you'll never get out of it alive and whole" it was a threat and he knew it, but she was forgetting something... he was as good as she was...
"Nope... no can do, anyway, you don't scare me at all, so to save yourself from something you don't want, why don't you just answer the question"
"Because I don't want to! Now can you please go!" she was beginning to feel a little desperate...
"Hmm... let me think...no! I want to know the reason, my curious mind won't let me get any rest at this rate of curiosity" he was grinning then, lying down, leaning his head against her fragrant pillows, inhaling the cologne that still lingered.
"Arrg!!! Because I don't like you!!!" she was ready to give up and just leave the room, and him in it
"O? Why?"
"James... are you trying to irritate me to a point of murder... because if you are, I congratulate you, I'm nearly there!"
That earned her a small smirk, as he got off of the bed, heading towards her...
She backed away, fear started creeping up her again as she looked deep into his eyes... there was that gleam again... the very gleam she had seen the night before... and it stir something in her...
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice now was soft and slightly husky...
"Curious to know?" he asked, his voice just as husky, but for an entirely different reason...
"James... I want you out of my room now" it was an order gone plea...
"But I don't want to... unless..." he stopped then, his face mere inches from her, as his arms cornered her form against the wall...
"Unless...?" she asked, her eyes felt heavy and she fought the urge to close the space between their heated bodies...
"Unless..." he bent down, his lips softly touched her ear... "Unless... you eat breakfast with me..." with a soft kiss he backed away, loving the way her half closed eyes stared back at him...
"Fine then..." she had agreed, her body felt weird and she couldn't think, and the answer just came out and was too late to be retracted as he pulled her along towards the dinning room...
How was it? And sorry... you guys might hate me for this, but what do you call their dinning room? Arrg! I know!! Stupid of me to forget something like that, but please tell me! Anywayz, thanks for reading! And please review!!!