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Chapter 8— Falling In Love Part 1
Brigette's POV
Have you ever gotten the strange feeling that you are in love, even though you shouldn't be?
Ever gotten the feeling that whenever that guy flirts with another girl you want to rip her throat out, even though you shouldn't?
Ever gotten the feeling that every time you are around that certain person you get that tremble in your stomach? You feel hot and you act like an idiot?
Well, unfortunately, this has happened to me, Brigette Cleremont.
And the boy I happen to love is James Potter. My alleged 'boyfriend.'
I really don't know how I managed to fall in love with him. Brigette Cleremont does NOT do love! Lust maybe, but not love! No, I'm a female Lothario. I play around, snog them senseless and dump their sorry little hearts.
Yet, how in the world was James Potter different?
There must be something! Yet, I don't know what! Maybe it was his messy black hair.
Nah.
What about his gorgeous hazel eyes that twinkled when he was happy.
Hmm—maybe.
Maybe it's the way he acts around everybody and is so loyal to the gang. I mean, he's ALWAYS there for Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. And every month, when poor Remus has to visit his poor sick mother, James always accompanies him! I mean—how nice of James is that?
It must be that—his loyalty.
However, I still don't know how I could have fallen in love with him. I mean, the only reason I went out with him was a) to make Lily fall in love with him and b) because he was the only boy I haven't dated yet. (Well, all the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff boys. You honestly think I'm going to date a Slytherin boy? Yech!)
I think it all started when we were going to Charms class...
This had to be early October at the very least. And all of us, me, James, Sirius, Remus, Lils and Vicky all were on our way to Charms class.
Well, I couldn't help but notice that Lily was giving James discreet glances over her shoulder and blushing every time she thought that James noticed her.
Even though I was supposed to be pleased, I just couldn't. White-hot anger surged through my body and I snuggled up closer to James (who just happened to have his arm around me).
So there. Ha.
Well, the next moment Lily turned a little to sneak a look at James; I flung my arms around his neck to give him a huge hug.
Lily turned the color of her hair and quickly whipped her head around.
"What are you doing?" James hissed as I released him.
"Making sure that Lily gets jealous." I whispered back, not mentioning that I had clearly enjoyed the hug.
James' eyes brightened. "You mean she had been staring?"
My heart quickened as I realized the error of my ways. Smart move Cleremont.
"Uh no." I said quickly. "Just in case she turned around."
"Oh," James looked disappointed and I felt a bit sorry for him. However, the pity went away once we reached Charms.
Thanks to the idiot Flitwick, (I never liked him anyway), James and I couldn't sit together anymore. It was because Professor Flitwick decided we needed class seating arrangements because he thought that the kids in his class were causing too much disruption. AKA, James and Sirius. Remus was never a bad boy. Wonder how he became a Marauder.
Therefore, Flitwick, in his tiny, squeaky voice put us in our seating arrangements. My new seat was next to Harvey Myland, a boy I dumped in fourth year and still had a major crush on me.
Victoria had to sit by Loraine Danielson (poor thing) while Sirius was moved next to Marian Thorburn, an annoying know-it-all. Also she had terrible style! She wore her bushy and thick straw textured light blonde hair into a tight braid down her back. She wore no make up and she wore these hideous huge black glasses. She always wore the same thing too. A patched skirt and a shirt that said, 'THE STONES RULE.' (Marian was a Muggle-born. I have no idea who 'The Stones' are)
Remus sat by Gregory Rush, some boy I also dated in fifth year while my James Potter sat by Lily Evans.
Psh. Lucky.
When Lily slid down next to James, they both smiled at each other. Next thing I knew, James said something to her causing Lily to blush and her put her hand on his arm.
My stomach lurched and I swear to god, I wanted to go over there and beat the living crap out of Lily. However, even as the visuals passed by through my head of me killing Lily, it never happened.
"Today class," Flitwick squeaked. "We'll be learning how to change a toad into a frog." (I know, I know. Unoriginal, but hey, it's my work!)
Sirius raised his hand. I rolled my eyes. Figuring Sirius, it would be a stupid thing to say.
"Professor?"
"Yes, Mr. Black?"
"Why would we ever want to turn a toad into a frog?"
The class snickered yet Flitwick didn't seem amused.
"Some day Mr. Black." Flitwick said, "You will realize why."
Sirius tipped in his chair and flashed his trademark grin.
I rolled my eyes. Honestly, Sirius was a piece of work.
As Flitwick droned on, I felt my eyes wander over to James and Lily. Lily was paying attention to every word the professor was saying (Charms is her favorite class) while James was scratching something into the desk. Initials, most likely. Maybe he was scratching my initials, B.C.
"Mr. Potter!" Flitwick snapped, making James jump. "Next time, would you kindly NOT sketch 'L.E.' into my desks?"
James grinned. "Right-o Professor."
Flitwick went back to his lesson as Lily nudged him. "You prat!"
James shrugged. "What?"
"Don't write my initials in the desk!" She hissed.
I bristled. How was Lily so sure that they were her initials? For all I knew, they could be Lalaine Evgray's initials!
In addition, I was heartbroken that James didn't scratch MY initials into the desk. After all, we were boyfriend and girlfriend. James should only adore ME. Not anybody else.
Anyhow, I slid my eyes away from James and Lily and tried to pay attention to Flitwick. It was hard though, considering the fact that James kept on poking and flirting with Lily. I was sure Lily would look at him with an angry look in her eye and tell him that he shouldn't be flirting with her because he was with me. But no, Lily turned red and tried to ignore him but she couldn't.
My face turned red. How dare she do that to my boyfriend!
Later, when Charms ended, I charged out of the classroom to find James, ignoring Lily and Victoria's cries for me to come back.
Once I neared him (obviously by Sirius and Remus), I poked him in the back of the head.
"OUCH." James snapped, whirling around to see me. "What was that for?"
I curled my finger at him. "I need to talk to you."
James rumpled his hair. "Uhh—okay."
I pulled him over to a deserted part of the hall and told him, in a chilling voice, "Why were you flirting with Lily?"
"What?" James looked at me as if I was crazy.
"You were flirting with Lily!" I hissed my pale face turned bright red. "I saw you!"
"Yeah, so I was." James said, quickly defending himself. "But I had every right too! I'm trying to get her jealous, and it's working too!"
My face-hardened. What was so special about Lily anyway?
James, seeing my face looked slightly confused. "Why are you acting like this? Are you jealous?"
My eyes widened. "No!" I spluttered. "Of COURSE not!" I gave a nervous laugh. "You would honestly believe that I, Brigette Cleremont would be jealous of somebody else?"
James scratched his head. "Yeah—that's true."
I nodded my head. "Exactly!"
James sighed. "Well, I'm gonna catch up with me mates. See ya later Bree."
Bree? Is that a new nickname? I liked it.
"Bye James." I said, before slumping against the wall.
I hate being in love.
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Ha ha! There! It's done! BIG thanks to my cousin who begged me to write this chapter. THANK YOU.
Next Chapter is LILY'S POV.
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