Chapter 8 Hustling!

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Christmas was three days away.

I had so many presents to buy and so many things to do, my stomach had started hurting and my head was aching.

Hogsmeade weekend was today so I put on some jeans and a pink cardigan and stepped out in the snow falling from the clear blue sky above my curly head.

I saw in the distance, a group of 7th years stepping into the train, Cissa had a headache from stress too so I travelled alone.

As I made my way towards the train I got this nagging little feeling on the back of my head, like somebody was watching me closely from behind. I turned around.

There stood The Marauders, James in front looking straight at me with a smile on his face.

"Hey Crys!"

"Hi. You going to Hogsmeade?"

"Yup. What do you want for Christmas? I'm going to buy your present now."

I choked. I hadn't thought of giving James a Christmas present.

"Well… Just something cute. How about you?"

"The same." He grinned but suddenly a snowball hit the back of his head.

His extremely handsome friend, Sirius Black, shook the cold snow from his hands.

"I'm so going to get you for that…" He ran towards Sirius, with fist full of snow, and in ten seconds James sat on his stomach and stuffed snow in his robes.

I decided to even out the game and grabbed a handful of snow, which I, with all my force threw at James.

He gasped and immediately forgot Sirius, and ran to catch me. He did a good job and in five more seconds I was lying in the snow with him on top.

"Ouch…" I sighed.

"Well, well, well… Who's going to get ass-kicked? Oh I have an idea! It's you!"

I felt snow stuffed in to my wool cloak and screamed.

I saw a ball come flying through the air once more, and it just missed James' head.

James looked away from me, to get another ball, straight in the face.

I used the distraction to turn around, now he was beneath.

I could see he wasn't really making an effort of getting away from under me.

"That's not a punishment Crys, to have a pretty girl on top!"

I blushed and moved away.

"Pervert." He smirked and jumped on top of me once again.

"It's even better to be on top of the pretty girl."

"Shut up James; let's go get that god damn train." I grinned when he moved away and

Sirius high fived me.

We almost missed the Hogsmeade train, and settled down in a small compartment.

I sat on James' lap and we chatted as we dusted the snow of our robes.

We arrived to Hogsmeade in five minutes and I was about to walk away from the group when both Sirius and James called after me.

"Wait!"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't you come with us?"

"You won't visit the shops I have to go to, I need to buy Cissa's present!"

"Wait, I'll just go with you!" James looked at Sirius and he winked back.

"Sure! I mean if you want to…" I stammered.

"Yeah! Actually I really do." He turned to his friends "So we'll meet at Three Broomsticks in about…two hours?"

"See you." We walked in separate direction and I felt James' hand reach for mine.

"Where do you want to go first?" He asked.

"Um…to Madame Diane's? For Cissa." He blushed madly.

"Okay…" We walked in and the shop was warm compared to the frost outside.

I saw a stall with lovely lacy see-through hipsters. I decided to tease.

"What do you think of these?" I watched satisfied when his eyes glowed with confusion.

"They're…nice…"

"These black ones will definitely be my choice for Cissa. What colour should I get?"

He thought for a while before picking out a royal-blue pair.

"These fit your pretty eyes. Now stop torturing me in public." He grinned. "Do you want me to get stamina in the middle of a crowded shop?"

"Yes, I'd love that." I stalked to a box with bras in it, on a sign that said "SALE".

"I guess you want my opinion on these bras as well." He smirked and dug for a lacy black one to match the knickers and a see through, even lacier royal blue for me.

"Now let's get out of here." He led me to the register.

"Sure…" I smiled "You're a professional shopper."

"I used to be dragged to Diagon Alley by my mum, I have learnt." He said proudly.

"Cool. 'Cause we have many shops to go to." He sighed before digging into my mittens and reaching for my hand with his cold one.

We went to many woman clothes stores and a Quidditch supply shop and were both loaded with bags when we were half way down to Three Broomsticks.

"Oh shit I forgot! What do you want for Christmas?" I asked. He just laughed.

"Crys, your present for me is to let me be here with you and hold your hand. And it's better than anything else you could possibly give me."

I sighed. Now that was sweet, cute and sexy.

"Sweet talker." I took both his hands in mine and we looked each other in the eye.

"That's me. Come in here." He led me into some place that was called Madame Puddifoot's tea shop.

We sat down at a table and when I took a look around I noticed that every single couple around us was holding hands and kissing.

A waitress came to take reservations.

"I'll have a cup of mango tea please." He said and handed her money.

"I'll have some berry ice-tea." I was about to pay but he denied and handed the servant more money.

I stirred a bowl of sugar in front of me with a silver spoon.

When I looked up to drink my tea and thank the waitress I saw he was looking straight at me.

"You are so beautiful." He finally said, and I felt my face get hot.

"How flattering." I leant in and I felt his nose touch mine before our lips connected.

I felt the tip of his tongue lick my lips before some instinct told me to open them.

He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me closer.

A shiver went through my body with another feeling I had never gotten before and couldn't diagnose.

I licked the inside of his mouth and heard a moan from his lips as I moved my hands under his robes and stroke his bare stomach.

He moved his hands to my hips and drew me even closer.

"You're a good kisser…" I whispered.

He smirked before putting his finger to my mouth and touching my back loosely, leaning in once more. After a few more wonderful minutes of soft kissing I spoke.

"We have got to keep moving Mr. Lover boy." He grinned.

"Allrighty." We stood up and got outside. It was started to get dark.

In half an hour we were standing inside Three Broomsticks with three more guys, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew.

"So, Crystal" Lupin began "What house are you in?"

"Um…Slytherin…" He furred his brows.

"Unusual. How come you're hanging out with us?" Sirius said loudly.

James kicked him under the table.

"I mean…normally Slytherins hate us. No offence, I mean we like you and all."

I smirked.

"You happen to be James' friends. And besides, you're not that bad."

"Thank you." Sirius smiled. "And you're James' girl and all." James blushed.

"Yeah, I hope so." He said silently. I kissed him on the cheek.

"I am all yours. Now I have to get going though. How are you going home?"

"We have our ways" James said mystically "I have some more shopping to do."

"See you all." I walked to the train stop, since the train was scheduled to leave in ten minutes, I felt like jumping and dancing, I had decided what to give James for Christmas.

I galloped out of the train and all the way to the castle before running into the castle, down the stairs, through the dungeons, and to a statue of Salazar Slytherin.

"Snake skin." The statue jumped to the side before closing the hole again.

I took a look over the common room. Cissa wasn't there so I jumped up the staircase to find her in our dormitory, with a romance novel in her hands, not noticing me.

"I'm in love." I said in a sing-song voice. She peeked up over the book.

"Cool."

"We kissed with our tongues." I continued.

"Awesome." She didn't look up this time.

"Aren't you excited for me?"

"I am Crys." She tossed the book away smiling. "This book is just lovely. Did you meet in Hogsmeade?"

"Yeah, and by the way don't peek in the bags." I winked to her.

"I won't." She smiled, "I'm going to bed with my precious novel."

"Okay. Nighty night bitch…" I said sweetly.

"Night bitch." She whispered back kindly.

I chimed and went into the bathroom to wash off my make up and use the toilet. I thought about the weird feeling I got earlier when kissing James.

"Wicked." I said to myself as I turned on the sink and wetted a small green towel.

After finishing off in there I sneaked back up the stairs, and tucked myself in thinking of James' lips and his tongue, plus some naughty parts of him I would love to get to know better, and my Christmas present from me to him would help me with that.

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