Authors note: Don't worry! I'm not messing with James fate! He's doomed to an eternal love with Lily Evans, and unfortunately 4 you guys & gals, I can't mess with that! (Even though I wish I could!)
Disclaimer: Are you rich yet? Is what many people ask me now a days.
The answer is simply this: Do you see me wearing solid gold shoes or a diamond- studded wristwatch? Do you see a bright red Ferrari anywhere with my name on it? No you don't. If you do, I'm truly sorry BUT YOU NEED YOUR EYES CHECKED!
Sweet and Sour. Rain and Roses.
James was waiting impatiently for Magdalene to show up. The Great Hall was pretty much empty and he didn't see her anywhere.
"JAMES! JAMES! James! C'mon I know you aren't that deaf!"
James turned around on the third call and winced, Amy Whistle, probably the most annoying girl in the history of Hogwarts, was running towards him.
Her arms were outstretched and her big boxy glasses bounced up and down on the bridge of her overly large nose while she ran. Her straw colored hair was swept into two very messy braids, her shoes were untied, and James thought he saw something very long and green sticking out of her left nostril.
"Jamey! Jamey-poo! My snugly, woogly, angel-bottoms, my lovey dovey! You know you want to help me with my extremely fun, advanced runes essay!" She squealed in her annoyingly high-pitched voice.
When James didn't budge, she decided to try another tactic, "GET OVER HERE! YOU BANNANA NUTTER, LOONY GOOSE, FLAT TOOTHED, NO GOOD SLUG GLUG! DON'T MAKE ME HEX YOU! YOU LOUSY—"
"Hey Amy! What's up?" Shouted a voice behind her. Much to James relief and horror Amy whirled around to the unexpecting, unknowing, and obviously clueless person behind her. To bad that person was Magdalene.
"Oh, its you. What are you doing here? Are you trying to ruin everyone's fun by standing here sulking in the hallways with your stupid know-it-all attitude? What do you think you'll gain by that, freak?" Amy asked her in a snooty 'I'm-the-Queen-now-bow-down-and-worship-me' kind of voice.
James immediately bristled and took a step over to Magdalene, his wand drawn just in case, but Magdalene flashed him a look saying: 'I can handle this'. James stepped back, but stayed on the alert.
Magdalene shook her newly curled hair over her shoulder, and coolly looked down at the smug but extremely short Amy. "You could scare any girl here, with your extremely dorky glasses and attitude bigger that yourself, it's just to bad you don't scare me." Magdalene said coolly and then walked towards James totally ignoring the dumbfounded expression on Amy's pug nosed features.
A secret smile spread on Magdalene's face as she linked arms with James and sauntered out into the bright sunshine.
"Do you want to go into Hogsmeade?" James asked absently while staring fixedly at her black mass of curls.
"Isn't that where we're headed?" Magdalene giggled. James smacked his hand onto his head. "Right… I just… meant…." He was making a fool of himself all over again. He chuckled nervously, "I meant… do you want to head over to Honey Dukes and stock up on candy?"
She smiled, "what's your favorite kind of candy?"
"Vampire pops most definitely."
"Vampire pops? Is there something your not telling me?" Magdalene grinned.
"Umm… yeah, I'm a blood sucking vampire looking for beautiful girls necks to bite and suck. And as your beautiful I might as well start with you." He said cockily while tickling her again.
Magdalene burst out in sunlit laughter as his tickles brought her back up into the clouds and sweet blue sky.
"No… I don't like vampire pops, but I love Chocoballs and Bertie Bots. You?"
"Bon Bon's."
"What? Are they foreign?"
Magdalene smiled. "No. They are a muggle candy, and very delicious."
"Same difference" James smirked. "Hey!" Magdalene countered playfully.
"C'mon we're here." James said as he pulled her into Honey Dukes.
Magdalene gazed in wonder at all of the rows and rows of candy and sweets piled to the ceiling. She grabbed a bright colorful lollipop off one of the shelves. "This looks good." She said to James. "Sure I'll buy it for you" "Are you sure?" "No problem, I'm going to get these for myself," he said as he piled a stack of colorful candy's and sweets into his arms. "Lets go pay for these."
Later on they exited the shop, arms filled with multi-colored packages and bright boxes filled with sweet candy.
"Fancy a butter beer?" James asked. "Love one." "Good."
Walking on the muddy road that was still filled with ruts and puddles from the September rains.
"My trainers are soaked!" Laughed Magdalene as she picked up her squelchy shoes off the muddy ground. James smiled and then handed her all the packages he was holding then swung his arms under her and picked her up off the ground.
"What are you doing!" Magdalene squealed. "You said your trainers were wet so I'm going to have to carry you." James grinned as he held her up over the mud. "Don't drop me whatever you do!" She shrieked as she wrapped her arms behind his neck. "Yeah! I wouldn't want to get the candy dirty now would I?" James teased. "You'd rather let me get muddy over the sweets!" She scorned. "Well, why not?" He asked tauntingly. Magdalene opened and the closed her mouth with a snap. James laughed out loud all the way until they reached the three broomsticks.
They sat down in cozy corner and James got up to get some butter beers while Magdalene shook out her raven hair.
A couple of big men dressed in billowing black robes came up behind her holding pints of fire-whisky and ale. "'Lo darling, you mind if we sit 'ere do you? --HIC--you know you want to--HIC--give up on the weak laddie like that over there. He not—HIC—strong like we are. A pretty girl like yourself don't deserve the likes of him—HICCUP—your to pretty." One of them hiccupped loudly as he said this and plopped himself down next to her. The other two men stood behind her chair and moved their hands on her shoulders as the one sitting down moves his shaky hands up her robes.
Magdalene looked franticly about for help. She had picked the most isolated table, it was hidden in shadow, and it became agonizingly clear that no one could hear or see her. The man with the fat blubbery hands was slowly making their way up her shirt. His fat leering lips and red face were coming closer. Magdalene struggled back as far she could before….
BONG!
The man with the fat head was fully smacked on the back of the head with what looked like a very heavy charcoal frying pan.
"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER! YOU INSULENT PIG! YOU AND YOUR MATES WILL SPEND TIME IN AZCABAN FOR THIS! MARK MY WORDS! I DON'T CARE WHO THE BLOODLY HELL YOU ARE! BUT YOUR NOT TO COME BACK IN 'ERE IF YE VALUE YOUR LIFE."
Magdalene opened her eyes and saw a red-faced girl just a little older than her brandishing a thick and heavy frying pan the size of a dragon's head.
Magdalene looked up gratefully at the girl, her hair was long, red and curly and bounced on her shoulders as she yelled.
"C'mon-HIC-Katie-HIC-we jus' havin' a bit-HIC-o'fun." The fat man said behind Magdalene. "Bull! You'll be having more fun in Azkaban with the dementors! So get the f---- out of here!" She flushed angrily brandishing the frying pan. The man eyed the pan warily and then backed out with his hands up "We didn't mean any trouble!" "Yeah right! If I EVER see you in the place again I'll sick the dementors on you! SO GIT!" The fat men quickly turned and ran as fast their blubbery bodies could carry them.
"You okay?" Katie asked Magdalene quietly. Magdalene shuddered, "Who were they?" "Them? Those no good for nothing louts!" Katie screeched. "You be better off not knowing them. Except they're stealing my aunts money by threatening about you-know-who bursting in here and taking everything she owns, including me…. I'm a squib you know," she added in a whisper. "Its hard for me to do magic so I have to fend for myself against all those brutes, but my frying pan is well known." She smiled briefly before turning to Magdalene. "'M going to get you chocolate and a butter beer, maybe a blanket as well." "Don't worry I'll be right back…are you all alone?" Magdalene shook her head weakly, "James… he's getting a butter beer"…
"JAMES POTTER! WHAT A COWARD TO LEAVE HIS GIRLFRIEND OUT HERE ALONE! I'm gonna be right back!" Katie stormed off brandishing her frying pan high in the air swinging it wildly over people's heads and shouting out random words that reminded her of...never mind.
Katie soon came back lugging James in tow by the ear. "Don't you dare! Ever! Leave her alone again! Or I'm going to sic Remus on you. YES! I know about Remus. I haven't lived by the shrieking shack for long enough to not know what's going on! Don't look at me like that James, or I'll smack you upside your head!" Katie was shouting loud enough to send the whole place crashing down over their heads. "Now get over there and comfort her!" Throwing James over towards Magdalene and chucked the frying pan after him. James quickly ducked just in time as mammoth pan flew over his head. Katie stormed off again her whole face red and livid.
Magdalene would of laughed if it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation.
James came rushing towards her, he was out of breath and sweaty, his hair was ruffled and his tie that he was wearing was askew. He held two half empty butter beer bottles that were sloshing all over the place. He threw himself down on a chair next to her, "are you okay…'m really sorry…came 's soon as I head…I'm mean heard… sorry." "I'm okay I just…" Katie came back with a blanket that she soon covered Magdalene with. She gave James a dark scowl, shook her full head of hair, and stalked off muttering as she went. "Thanks!" Magdalene called after her, but Katie just kept walking off muttering epithets as she went. "Lets go… C'mon James I'm tired" she said shakily as she covered herself with the blanket.
"Right… here… let me help you." James said and two minutes later they were caught in a soft drizzle outside the Three Broomsticks.
"I'm sorry." James sighed shuffling his feet and looking at the water filled puddles and mud. "I wouldn't of left you alone… I'm just so completely stupid… err…I'm not good with apologies."
"Why? Because you never had anyone to apologize to before?" Teased Magdalene. "No! I just…" "Shhhh" Magdalene whispered holding a finger to his lips. "Its okay… I don't care. It'll be all right… I'm okay… at least for now so don't worry."
James was immensely relieved, and he couldn't stop gazing down into her eyes, she was so beautiful! He bent down to kiss her, but she turned her head so he got her hair instead. "Err…" James was confused and a bit hurt. That was the first time a girl had ever refused to kiss him! Magdalene turned around and they walked back slowly in silence.
In a mute effort to make up for the kiss that was rejected, James waved his wand and conjured a beautiful purple rose that he placed in her hair that matched her purple lacy top perfectly. "There's a lot more roses and flowers where that came from if you'll forgive me." He asked sweetly. She looked up at him and gave him a quizzical look "I don't need roses to forgive you but…" She smiled, "I guess." She patted is hair to his complete befuddlement and amusement and walked slowly back with him to the castle.
