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And onto the chapter… (btw, drama is next chapter this is just a warm-up, cute before the storm kind of thing so get pumped!)
Chapter 28: Qualities I Have
To say that the holidays were great was an understatement. The holidays were… amazing. Filled with amazing kisses. From an amazing boyfriend.
That's right – boyfriend. D. Boyfriend. Boyfriend! James Potter was my boyfriend! It happened about right after our amazing beach kiss…
"James? Maddie? Time to go!" Al called from the tent. I didn't want to go. James and I were sitting side by side on the beach, the waves just touching our outstretched legs. One of James's arms was wrapped around my waist, sending subtle waves of heat down my spine. It felt… pretty nice, to say the least.
James groaned. "I don't wanna go!" he sighed, pouting at me.
Smiling, I looked up at him. "I was thinking just that," I mused.
James smiled, his dark blue eyes lighting up. "Well, boyfriends and girlfriends are meant to think the same thing… or something like that," he said casually, holding up his hand as if he were fixing his nails.
My everything stopped. Ummm…
Did he not just realised what he'd said? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Are we officially together now?
James's eyes widened as if he'd only just realised what he'd said. "Ummm… I didn't mean… unless you… I'm trying to say… ummm…" James stuttered, his eyes anywhere but on mine.
I smiled. He was so cute when he was flustered, and that didn't happen much. His hair was hanging in his eyes, still a little wet from the water. I leaned closer, twisting so I was kneeling next him, facing him. "Yes…" I prompted, smiling sickly sweet.
James opened his mouth a couple of times, his eyes still down. I was stifling giggles. "I just meant… that I thought we were, uh, together because… well, I like you and you… you like me… at least, I think you do… so, I thought we were together," James managed to get out, looking extremely uncomfortable. Good. If he thought being with me was going to be breezy all the time, he could leave right now. I'm a hot mess who likes to challenge people – James especially.
I sighed and James looked up at me. I smiled widely. "Honestly, we've probably been together for a long time," I said, smiling.
James positively beamed, looking relieved and immediately more comfortable. "Like the time we were at Hogsmeade with Alexia and Roy." I smiled, thinking of the Bertie Bot's and snowball fight.
"And The Yule Ball," I added, thinking back to when I was dancing in his arms.
"And my family's Christmas Ball where we first kissed," James said, smiling, his eyes half closed.
"Oh yeah," I said, looking back on that first kiss. "That first kiss… was awful," I said as James's eyes snapped open.
"What?" he asked me, flabbergasted, mouth wide. I stifled giggles.
I shrugged. "I'm talking about the very first one where you kissed me for about two seconds and it was pretty awkward," I explained, laughing at his expression.
James burst out laughing as if he'd just remembered that. "Yeah, and then we kissed again and-"
"It was pretty damned amazing," I finished.
"It was. And now, being your boyfriend, I can kiss you like that whenever I want to," James said softly, his voice low. He leaned forward to kiss me but I smooshed my finger against his lips. He opened his eyes, looked down at my finger and raised an eyebrow. God, he was so sexy when he did that! Ok, mental note: get James to teach me how to raise one eyebrow.
"I have conditions. For us being together," I said, pulling away. James sat up and crossed his legs, me sitting cross-legged in front of him.
"Ok. What are they?" James asked, smirking.
I cleared my throat. "You will not, under any circumstances, ever, ever, EVER call me 'babe' or 'baby'. It bugs the shit out of me," I said, whilst James smiled.
"I can do that," he said.
"Don't put your arm around my shoulders if we're sitting down – I find it extremely uncomfortable," I explained. James laughed.
"So, what should I do instead?" he asked, smirking. I looked up at him, confused. "Turn around for a sec," he said casually, a little glint in his eye. I rotated on the sand cautiously, shooting him a questioning look until I faced the sea, my back to him. He leaned closer and grabbed my waist. "Can I hold your waist?" he whispered, his hands rubbing circles in my skin, making me shiver.
"Hmm, maybe," I said cheekily, smirking.
"How about this?" he asked, pulling me closer and settling my back to his chest, his legs surrounding me. This felt rather good, I'll admit. Really good. It was like getting a huge hug, his arms wrapped around me, his head in the crook of my neck.
"Definitely," I answered, making him laugh.
"Just so you know, I have some conditions of my own," James said, his breath warming my neck.
"Like what?" I asked, looking out at the black ocean and the dark blue sky glittering with stars.
"Like… no weird, lovey-dovey romance talk," James said, disgustedly.
I laughed slightly. "What's an example?"
"Stuff like… 'I love you, snookums!' 'No! I love you more, love bunny!' 'No, I do!' 'No, I do!'. I can't stand it," James said and I could feel him shaking his head.
"Hmm, I don't know. I rather like that, snookums," I mused.
"You can't be serious," James said, disbelief lacing his voice.
"Yeah, I'm not being serious. I hate that too," I said, laughing.
James whacked me lightly. "You tease me too much," he huffed, obviously smiling.
"Oh, you know you love it," I replied, scoffing.
"Don't make me throw you back in that water," James warned.
"I'd like to see you try!" I dared, laughing as James suddenly hauled me up off the ground. "Hey! Let go!" I said, giggling as I broke free of his clutch and ran off screaming.
"Here I come!" James bellowed, chasing after me. I turned back to see him coming up to me, his face in an easy smile. He sped up and caught up to me, throwing his arms around me as I squealed and giggled.
"Let go!" I giggled breathlessly, his arms pressing my back to his chest as he picked me up and swung me around, laughing. I leaned my head back and laughed as he started racing towards the waves.
"JAMES SIRIUS POTTER! IF YOU DO NOT GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE, THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!" Ginny suddenly yelled from inside the wedding tent. James instantly put me down gently. I spun on my heel so I faced him and smiled. Ginny's voice forgotten, we stood like that for a moment, smiling at each other, a little out of breath. James looked at me with a funny look on his face before he stepped forward, his hands coming up to cup my face. His fingers were caressing my cheeks as he leaned down, about to kiss me.
"JAMES, DO NOT MAKE ME COME DOWN AND GET – oh," Ginny yelled before cutting herself off. I looked over at her to see her standing outside the tent, watching James and I with a small smile on her face. James looked over to and gave her a little wave. Ginny, looking startled, raced back into the tent yelling out a muffled 'sorry'.
"Much better," James murmured, turning my head so it faced him again. "Oh!" James said, his eyes lighting up as if he just remembered something. "One more condition," he said, smirking. "Lots of kissing. A lot of kissing," he murmured, smiling.
"I'm cool with that," I said smiling as I leaned in and kissed him.
James pulled away, smiled and sighed. "I can't believe I actually scored you as a girlfriend."
"I know. You must be pretty damned lucky."
After that, we walked, hand in hand, back into the tent and apparrated out and back to the Potter's house.
The rest of the holidays was pretty smooth. When we told his parents, it was a very simple, 'Hey, Maddie is my girlfriend' and a 'we're so happy! Bedroom doors open at all times'. It was simple and nice. And, it didn't feel weird around his family. Lily's reaction when she found out was a massive 'FINALLY!'. Al's reaction was a little different…
I raced up the stairs of the Potter's house, busting to tell Al that James and I are finally together. After we'd apparrated back, Al had stormed off before we could tell him a thing. Dismissing his odd behaviour, I was grinning when I burst into his room.
"Al! Guess what?" I squealed, slamming the door behind me. My smile dropped when I saw him sitting on the edge of his bed, his face blank. "Al? What's wrong?" I said, immediately rushing over to him and sitting next to him on the bed.
"Nothing," Al mumbled, looking at his hands. What a load of crap.
"You can't lie to me, Al. What's up?" I asked gently, nudging his shoulder.
Al sighed and looked at me, his face pinched. "Scorp and I had a fight," he told me, resigned.
I felt bad but even that news couldn't damper my news. I tried frowning but it didn't really work. "Oh… that sucks. What about?"
Al stood up and started pacing around the room. "He didn't like my shirt. And he wouldn't dance with me. I asked why and he said 'he wasn't feeling it'. So I asked him what he meant and he said 'don't worry about it' and then I was like 'are you mad at me' and was like 'no' so I was like 'then can you just tell me what's going on?' but he looked at me like I was a weirdo and was like 'nothing, I just don't want to dance' but I kept on yelling at him and then-" Al rambled out before I cut him off.
"Stop. You sound like Hope. To me, it sounds like you just had a fight over nothing," I explained.
Al glared at me. "Don't you think I know that? And it's my fault and now he's not talking to me!" Al huffed, sitting back down on the bed.
"Whoa, calm down. This is such an easy fix," I soothed. Al looked up at me, looking utterly lost. "Just apologise. Explain what happened. Talk it out. Sort it out," I said, rubbing his arm.
Al looked up at me. "Easier said than done."
Man, I really sucked at this advice. "Well, maybe you should just try. I mean, it's Scorp. He's the most understanding guy ever," I said reassuringly.
Al nodded in silence. Suddenly, he jerked his head up. "What did you want to tell me before?" he asked.
Unable to help it, I smiled so widely, my mouth hurt. "James and I… well, you know," I hinted excitedly.
Al's eyes widened, his jaw dropping. "You had sex?" he yelled, his face full of disbelief and shock.
Where the hell did that come from? Alarmed, I covered his mouth with my hand. "What?" I yelled, completely shocked and embarrassed. "No! We're dating, you moron!" I pulled my hand away and whacked his arm.
"Oh," Al smiled sheepishly, "Well, I'm happy for you two. It's about time!"
I smiled and shoved his shoulder. "Yeah, I know, it's awesome! But, please go and find Scorp or write a letter to him or something and tell him you're sorry about the fight," I said, smiling at him when he scampered off, smiling and nodding.
I remember how Al ran off and asked Harry to apparrate to the Malfoy's house so he could apologise. I also remember Al and Scorp being unbearably lovey-dovey the entire holidays after they'd made up.
But, I guess I can't really complain seeing as how Al was pretty sick of me and James after a while…
"So if I can't call you baby, what can I call you?" James asked me. Al, James and I were all sitting on the couches, Al reading, and James and I doing 'homework'. I was tucked up beside James on one couch and Al was all alone on the other one.
"Hmm," I said, thinking. What could he call me? "No weird names like 'snookums'."
James scoffed and started playing with strands of my hair. "Snookums is a no-no. How about… sweetheart?"
I instantly shuddered. "My mum calls me sweetheart so you are not calling me that," I demanded.
"Ok, ok. What about… angel?" James suggested.
I stared at him. "Angel? No. Way. That's what weird people call each other!"
James nodded. "You're right. Besides, you're no angel." I rolled my eyes. "How about… doll?"
"No."
"Boo?"
"Wanna scare me every time?"
"Nope. How about… Frou-frou?"
"How the hell did you even come up with that?"
"Bear?"
"Umm… no thanks."
"Sexy?"
"Not around your parents, please."
"So… when we're alone?"
"By all means, be my guest."
"Ok, what about… sunshine?" James suggested, nuzzling his head into my neck. "Because you're my sunshine!"
"How 'bout no!"
"Jeez, maybe I should just call you picky."
"That's not very nice, Potter."
"No, Picky has a nice ring to it! Plus, you're being very picky right now."
"I'm only picky with names, promise. Any other ideas?"
"Fine… can I call you champ?"
"Mmm… sounds too much like chump."
"Chump! Yes! I will call you chump!" James said triumphantly as he sprung off the couch, holding his arms out.
"Chump?" I said, glaring at him. "You wanna call me chump?"
James nodded. "Chump."
I frowned, weighing my options out. "Ok, you can call me frou-frou. Frou-frou is better than chump," I said, crossing my arms.
James pouted and sat back on the couch, wrapping his arms around me hugging me tight. "But I like chump!"
I started laughing and pulled away, hitting his arm. "You sound like a little kid!"
James raised an eyebrow. "A little kid? I'm a little kid now, am I?" he said, a smirk rising to his face.
I lifted my chin, smiling. "Yup. A little, wittle, teeny, tiny kid!"
James, fast as lightning, leaned up real close and was just about to kiss me when Al groaned and shot off the couch.
"I'm going to go before you guys start making out… again," Al sighed as he walked off, muttering curses under his breath.
I looked up at James and started giggling. "Oops. Scared him off."
James smiled, his hair messy and getting into his eyes. "Good. That was the plan all along," he said as he leaned down and kissed me… again...
Am I the luckiest girl or what?
But the holidays were over far too soon, and before I knew it, we were back at Kings Cross Station, platform 9 and ¾.
"Quick! Al, you'll miss the train!" Ginny squealed as she quickly shoved Al on the train. I laughed and held on tight to James's hand as we walked down the train hallway looking for compartments.
Holding hands.
Wait.
None of my friends know we're officially together. What will they say? Scorp was excited but that's Scorp. Jo can barely stand my other Gryffindor friends, Eva feels extra uncomfortable around them, Xavier gets defensive because Eva doesn't like them and Hope and Maria… they aren't too fond of them. What will they all think? Will they still like me?
And then there's James's friends. Adam hates my guts (it's mutual). Rose and Miranda should be ok. Ellie… she'll kill me. And Wendy, her psycho sister that I haven't seen in ages, she'll eat me alive for stealing James from her.
Bu that's not even the last of it. James is so popular, he has about a million other friends. All from Gryffindor. And Gryffindor's hates Slytherin. I can only imagine what they'll all say and think.
What about the rest of Slytherin? Will they still consider me a fellow Slytherin girl once I'm dating James, the poster child for Gryffindor?
As far as I know, James and I are the first ever couple that consists of a Slytherin and a Gryffindor. People will talk…
And I'm not just dating any ordinary Gryffindor… I'm dating James Potter!
Oh. My. God. What the hell am I going to do? How will I handle it? What nasty rumours will go around?
I was suddenly so nervous. My hand grew clammy and gross and I snatched it away from James's. James, looking concerned, looked down at me.
"Are you ok? You suddenly went all… weird," he said, his eyes narrowed.
"I'm fine," I said, my voice not even sounding convincing to me and I internally winced. James grabbed my arm and stopped me from walking away, pulling me towards him so I faced him.
"C'mon, Mads. Do you really think you can bullshit me?" James asked, a cute smile on his face.
He knew me so well, of course I couldn't. And, for a second, it was ok. I felt much better. I even gave him a grin in return.
Until it hit me again… literally. Xavier banged into me, making me stumble all over the place.
"Oh! Sorry, guys," Xavier said, smiling as he walked off, hand in hand with Eva who gave us a tentative smile.
Hmm. Well, they didn't say anything… probably because they didn't realise James and I were together.
"What are people going to say now that we're dating?" I blurted out to a startled looking James.
"Uh… I don't know…?" James said uncertainly, an uncertain smile on his face. "Does it really matter?"
Uh… YES! "Umm… kind of… I mean, a little bit. I just don't want… bad rumours and, uh, stuff like that…" I said, trailing off.
James frowned. "Why would there be bad rumours?"
Well, I dug myself this hole. "No reason… except that your friends and Gryffindor in general doesn't really like me…" I said, feeling completely and utterly stupid. James was looking at me like I'd grown another head.
"Where did you get that idea from?" he asked, incredulous.
Now I felt really stupid. "I don't know. I… well, I'm in Slytherin and you're in Gryffindor and… I'm just nervous people will judge or something," I mumbled, flushing.
James frowned. "So what?"
I looked up at him in disbelief. Did he really not care about what people might say and think about us? "Do you seriously not care?"
James shrugged. "Nah, not really. It's been happening my whole life, you know, being a Potter. I've had a lot of people say things about me since the minute I was born. If you just ignore it, it's not too bad," James said, completely brushing it off. He smiled at me, his eyes crinkling as he grabbed my hand and pulled me along the hallway.
Ok, so James didn't care. But I did! "What if I'm shunned and left all alone?" I blurted out again, cursing my big mouth. James stopped and looked back at me, a little frown on his face.
"Why would you be alone? You'll have Scorp, Rose, Miranda, Al and, most importantly I might add, me!" James teased, smirking.
I pulled my hand from his and shoved him lightly, smiling. Ok, so maybe I wouldn't be alone… and yes, I'd still have James. But that didn't stop me from worrying.
James, smiling broadly, took my hand again, spreading warmth all up my arm.
I was scared, yes, of what people would say… but I'd try not to worry too much, I decided. I mean, if I could kiss James Potter out of nowhere at a wedding, I can handle anything. In theory, that is.
I stood up on my tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss, my hands cupping his smooth face.
"Maddie?" Jo's aghast voice shocked my system and I jerked away from James. I turned around to see Jo standing there with Rachel, their trunks in hands… and eyes wide with shock. "What are you doing?" she asked, looking me up and down, her eyes zeroing in on my hands cupping James's face.
"Umm…" I said, completely frozen. I could handle other people not liking me and James together (maybe) but Jo… she's one of my closest friends.
"She's making out with Potter. Isn't it a bit obvious?" Rachel said, recovering from the shock. She walked past me, winking. "Finally, by the way," she said, walking off.
A slow smile appeared on my face as I looked over at Jo who was scoffing.
"That little peck was not making out! I expect better from you, Mads," she teased, smiling, as she stalked off to catch up to Rachel.
I turned to James who was smiling at me as if to say 'I told you so'.
"I told you so!" James said quickly, smirking.
"I'm gonna wipe that smirk off your face, Potter," I warned, narrowing my eyes.
James's eyes sparkled. "Oh, I'd like to see you try!" he challenged, smirking even more if it were possible.
I leaned up and kissed him again. I pulled away, smirking, raising my eyebrows. "See? That smirk of yours is gone!"
James smiled. "I quite liked that method. Use it more often, please!" he said, leaning down and kissing me, his hands snaked around my waist pulling me close.
"Oh, get a room!" Scorp yelled out from a compartment down the hall to which I rolled my eyes and poked my tongue out. I pulled away from James, grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the compartment that Scorp was in. We walked in to find Al, Jo, Maria, Hope, Xavier, Eva and Scorp all squished in it. There were a choruses of 'finally, you two!' and 'get a room, please' from everyone, making me smile. Maybe the rest of the school would be the same… until James frowned and looked in the next compartment. Which was filled to the brim with all of his friends, Adam, Ellie, Rose, Miranda and some other random people I didn't know.
"C'mon James! Sit with us! Why you lingering in the Slytherin compartment, anyway?" some random girl yelled out, her face carefree. James grabbed my hand and pulled me to their compartment. The girl zeroed in on our hands, a frown forming on her face. "Oh…"
"Wait, this is Maddie! The exchange chick Miranda is always teasing you about!" a random guy yelled out to James, waving at me. "Hi there! I'm glad to hear James finally grew some balls and asked you out!"
"Yeah, it happened at Teddy's – I mean, Professor Lupin's – wedding!" Miranda said cheerfully, smiling at us. "It was super-"
"Disgusting," Ellie muttered under her breath.
"Cute…" Miranda finished, looking at Ellie weirdly. Umm… awkward. I looked over at James who was busy high-fiving all of his mates and catching up. There was an awkward moment of silence as Ellie looked down at her hands in her lap, Rose and Miranda glaring the shit out of her. James was finally pulled down into a seat, Adam wrestling him and ruffling his hair. I smiled and glanced at Rose.
"I'm gonna go. Al and stuff are waiting for me," I said, pointing to the compartment next door. Rose frowned.
"You're welcome to sit with us," she said, Miranda nodding in agreement.
I smiled, loving my friends. "I know. I just think I should catch up with some of my friends because I haven't seen them in ages and-"
"Hey!" Miranda said, interrupting, a big smile on her face. "As far as I'm concerned, we're your friends too," she said, motioning to the whole compartment that was full with idle chatter. "And, you have to catch up with us! Besides, you're living with your other friends!" Miranda pointed out.
Well… I guess she was right. Why was I in such a hurry to return to my other friends anyway?
"Plus, when we get to Hogwarts, you'll never even talk to us because we'll never see you!" Rose added, pouting at me. "Please? I really want to catch up with you!"
The carefree girl I saw earlier nodded, smiling enthusiastically. "Yeah, please stay! I'd like to get to know James's girlfriend a bit better," she said, her wispy hair falling in her face. "Oh, I'm Cecily, by the way. And this is my boyfriend, Zayn," she said, pointing to a cute, sporty looking guy with a weird expression on his face. Cecily seemed nice, with brown hair that was so thin and wispy, her hair tie had to go around many, many times before her ponytail was fastened.
Well, everyone seemed nice. Besides, what better way to meet all of James's friends?
What the heck! "Ok, I'll stay!" I said, some people cheering. It felt… good, to feel wanted and popular, I guess.
It's not going to my head, don't stress. It was just… different. I guess this is what it feels like to be in Gryffindor's inner circle.
James looked over, smiling widely, his hair even messier than before. He scooted over and patted beside him, making room for me between him and Miranda. I squished in and smiled as he leaned real close, the scent of him making me tingle.
And… then started a tirade of questions. Not just about me and James, but random stuff about everyone. And soon, a conversation started flowing between everyone that wasn't awkward at all.
Being in a Gryffindor compartment felt… weird. People rushed in and out of the compartment, swapping seats and sharing gossip, whereas in a Slytherin compartment, you have your compartment and you squish as many people as you can in and go from there. Also, it was much more spread out in this compartment because people kept on leaving and arriving back at odd times. At one stage, James and I were the only ones in the compartment…
I leaned my back against the window, my legs up on James's lap, his hands playing with my tights.
"You know, I like your friends," I told James, leaning forward to re-plait my hair.
"I know you do. They're all pretty cool. I mean, not as cool as me, but…" James joked, laughing when I whacked him, shaking my head.
"Too cocky for your own good," I teased, smiling when James tugged a loose strand of my hair, his eyes looking in mine, full of laughter. I settled back against the window, my cheek against the cool glass. "Except for Zayn. I heard him make a few comments under his breath about me. Plus, I knew he left with Ellie so they could gossip about me," I said, frowning. Ellie left the compartment basically two minutes after I'd sat down, Zayn quick to follow. He came back and left a few times, but Ellie didn't return.
James shook his head. "Nah, Zayn's a good guy. He just doesn't like Slytherin much, is all. Not even sure why," James said, shaking his head.
I sighed. "I think a lot of people are going to think that. In fact, I'd bet my Slytherin Quidditch jumper that nearly the whole school knows by now that we're dating," I said (that's a big deal – I love that jumper more than life!).
"Probably," James said, agreeing.
"I think they'll most likely react like Ellie and Zayn," I confessed, thinking back to the weird looks and whispering.
"Some might react like Cecily," James said hopefully, smiling at me. "But yeah, some will think it's weird. You're in Slytherin, I'm in Gryffindor. You're the exchange student, I'm Harry Potter's son. Nothing about us is normal. But hey, normal is boring. If we liked boring, I'd be with Alexia and you'd be with Roy," James said, shrugging.
"True," I said. He was Gryffindor, I was Slytherin… when a thought suddenly dawned on me. I was in Slytherin… but was I really? "James…?"
James looked up at me, his fingers running along my legs. "Hm?"
"I didn't actually get sorted into a house. I was just put in Slytherin because Colleen was from there. What if… what if I actually should be in… I don't know, Hufflepuff?" I asked. After a second of silence, James burst out laughing. "Hey! What's so funny?" I asked, kicking him lightly.
"It's just… you… in Hufflepuff? Ridiculous!" he said, his eyes watering.
I sighed. Seriously? "Oh, come on! It isn't that strange of a possibility. Well, it's not Ravenclaw for me because I'm not too bright. So, it's Gryffindor, Slytherin or Hufflepuff," I said, going through a mental list of what qualities I had:
Qualities I Have (yes, the lists are back!)
I'm… resourceful!
Sarcastic
Friendly
A little bit pessimistic…
Happy (most of the time)
Caring (some of the time)
Nice (umm… meh)
Cunning (a little bit)
And lazy because I can't be bothered thinking of anymore…
James shrugged. "Slytherin seems to fit you," he said, smiling softly. Slytherin… fits me? With Hogwarts being a super famous school, you hear a lot of stereotypical crap about it, especially about houses. You know, that Gryffindor is the best, Hufflepuff the nicest, Ravenclaw the smartest and Slytherin the worst or meanest. It always had the worst reputation.
But being at Hogwarts and being in Slytherin, I can see what everyone seems to think – that we're all cruel and mean and cunning and awful… but everyone has those traits, Slytherin's just don't bother hiding it. Besides, Slytherin is all about being cunning and sneaky… two traits which I think are awesome! So yeah, I do think Slytherin is awesome.
And I will take 'you fit in Slytherin' as a compliment.
Because why wouldn't it be?
I gave James a broad smile. "Thanks! I think I fit in here too," I said, feeling all (much to my dismay) warm and gooey when he smiled back at me, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.
Which was why I didn't complain when he tugged on my legs, sliding me closer until his smirking lips met mine.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I could seriously kiss this guy all day!
Unfortunately, that was the moment that Adam barged in, smirking. "Hey, lovebirds. We're at Hogwarts in about half an hour!"
Here we go… back to School! Fun!
Umm, not.
But when James sighed, gave Adam a look that made Adam walk straight back out the door and gave me a lazy smile, I realised school might not be so bad this term.
"Hmm, now, where were we?" James asked, smiling as I laughed, kissing him. He pulled away, frowning. "No, that wasn't it," he said, looking very 'confused' as I whacked him, laughing. He started laughing too, leaning down to kiss me. I let out a sigh.
"Hmm, that's better," I said, smiling against his lips.
Yep, this term will definitely not be bad. Not at all.
…and that concludes this chapter! Ok, so this was the calm before the storm so be prepared, my friends…
Some juicy information about the Pure's is coming out and who knows, maybe a massacre… or two…
Thanks so much for reading! Please leave a review if you have any ideas or thoughts or suggestions, I really appreciate it!
Love you all,
Kat xx
P.S. Who's excited that the lists are making a comeback?
