Chapter 6
The next few weeks flew by. Scorpius had not spoken to me once about James but had stopped avoiding me and I had regained some kind of friendship with Rose. We still weren't what we used to be and despite the fact that everything was getting back to some normality, I still felt like an outsider. Two weeks into term Al announced that he had a girlfriend, Kate, a pretty Gryffindor 6th year who I had spoken to a few times in the common room. They had been inseparable ever since, leaving me on many occasions, to be the awkward fifth wheel. I decided that it was best to let them get on with it and because of this Danny and I had become fast friends. We would often have dinner together much to Al's dislike, but we got on so well I didn't care.
James had been completely keeping his distance. We hadn't been alone since I had to reprimand him after training. He barely even looked in my direction most days, doing his best to avoid Rose and Al as well, keeping our interactions to the bare minimum. In Runes, he decided to switch places with Fred to avoid me further without explanation or excuse. Around school he and Cressida were always together, constantly kissing and being loved up, I knew he was sending me a message and so I kept my distance as well; but Merlin it was so hard. After talking to Danny I couldn't shake the idea that my feelings for James were deeper than what I had thought: Was I actually in love with James Potter? The idea seemed preposterous but I couldn't escape the inexplicable heartache I felt whenever I saw him and Cressida. Nor could I explain how much I missed the older Potter, finding myself longing for his company most days. My first few weeks back at Hogwarts had been awful, to say the least, and I found myself throwing everything I had into study and Quidditch, as a result becoming more withdrawn than I had ever been. It was taking its toll.
The beginning of October saw the first match of the season, Gryffindor v Ravenclaw. The pressure had been mounting for weeks and I felt myself near breakdown whenever someone had mentioned it. I had pushed the team harder than I probably should've but they understood more than anyone; nobody wanted to let the house down, we just had to win. The week leading up to the match, everyone was avoiding me. My stress levels were at boiling point and everyone knew it, apart from Al who decided to constantly push my buttons.
"Seriously Hannah, you need to relax," He said one evening in the common room. Rose and Scorpius were on rounds and so I found myself stuck with Al and Kate who were wrapped up in each other on the loveseat near the fire. I was sitting on the rug surrounded by parchment that was covered in moving diagrams of plays. Kate had made the stupid mistake about asking me how it was going. I think she was trying to be nice; however, I all but had a break down telling her. This was when Al decided to offer his sound advice.
"Al, don't start" I snapped at him, drawing my attention away from the play sheet I had been trying to correct.
"I just don't get why you are getting so worked up about all of this," He said off handily, picking up a pile of sheets and looking through them. I snatched them back and groaned loudly.
"Bloody hell Al, it was organised." I retorted hotly, kneeling and trying to put things back in order.
"That was organised," He scoffed, looking down at the mass of papers across the rug.
"Al, leave her alone you can see she's stressed and I don't think you're helping," Kate said quietly trying to pull Al out of an argument that was inevitably coming.
"No way, she's been in a mardy all week. It's getting on my last nerve," Al snapped. Kate shook her head and stood up.
"You are doing great Hannah," She said placing a hand on my shoulder as she walked away. Even though I was stressed I did appreciate her comment and she was growing on me, especially how she didn't stand for any of Al's crap, for that I loved the girl.
"Look at yourself Hannah, no one even wants to be around you right now you're being a nightmare," He said loudly. I tried to ignore him, sensing that people were noticing the situation. "Are you listening to me?" Al said grabbing the sheets of paper out of my hand. I stood up quickly, my face like thunder.
"Give them back, now." I spat, staring down at him. He smirked and pulled them out of my reach.
"No, I don't understand why this is so important to you. It's making you crazy," He said standing up as well.
"Give them back," I repeated a little louder. People were watching us closely now, I saw James move towards us from the other side of the room. I so desperately wanted this situation to calm down before it got worse.
"No, I won't. You have been so weird recently; this is just the tip of the iceberg. You aren't the same as you used to be Hannah and I don't like it," He shouted, his face flushed in anger.
"Al, what's going on?" James said walking over to us. I looked between the two brothers my mind reeling; I suddenly felt my anger reach boiling point. I snapped and brought my attention to the older Potter. I glared at him so much venom and pain that he took a slight step back, his normally perfect composure faltering slightly.
"It has absolutely nothing to do with you Potter, so just fuck off," I snarled at James. He looked taken aback for a moment before his face drew into a tight frown.
"Marshall, do I need to remind you that I am your head boy?" He retorted. I glared at him, noticing Al was looking between the two of us with a confused expression.
"Is that a threat?" I snarled.
"James come on you idiot, just leave it," Al said to his brother, trying to pull him away by his shoulder. James didn't move and I saw Al's eyes flicker with worry as he looked between the two of us in complete bewilderment at what was going on.
"Fuck off Al; I don't need your help either," I shouted at him. I snatched the sheets from him and threw him a nasty look.
"Marshall, watch your language." James snarled, obviously not finished. Both of us were letting our anger get the better of ourselves. It felt like the tension was just exploding out of us, the frustration becoming too hard for us to cope with.
"Or what? You going to threaten me again?" I replied, feeling braver than I was. My mind trying desperately to stop my mouth running away with me, I knew I was stepping on thin ice.
"Hannah," Al said turning to me in shock, he had never heard me speak to anyone like this let alone his older brother. "What the hell has gotten into you two, just leave it." He frowned trying once again to move James away.
"No, you've been an absolute prick to me Al; I won't just leave it. You wouldn't understand why this is important to me because you never look past your own shit, or Rose's or Scorpius'. I'm sick of it, being the fourth most important all the time. You just don't like the fact that I actually have something now other than the three of you and you know what Al if you don't like it then don't be my friend," I yelled, praying the tears would stay put. Al just stared at me in complete shock, not saying a word. The whole common room was silent and I dared to look at James. His façade had finally disappeared and he was looking at me with so much pity and vulnerability I wanted to cry.
"Hannah," He said softly, his eyes pleading with me. I couldn't handle it. He had been vile to me for nearly a month and now here he was again baring his soul to me. My heart was beating loudly in my chest and I felt like I couldn't breathe as I looked into the older Potter's eyes, completely oblivious of everyone around us. I could feel myself melting once again, longing for him but my mind was screaming at me.
"This is all your fault," I whispered in realisation. "Is this what you fucking wanted?" I screamed, moving towards him and pushing him. He didn't move or say anything; he just took it as I threw all of my emotions out on him. It felt like an age until I felt a strong pair of arms around my shoulders pinning me in place and guiding me towards the staircase. I cried openly as the Danny pulled me into his dormitory and wrapped his arms around me.
"Hannah," He said sadly.
"What have I done?" I sobbed into his jumper the realisation of what happened in the common room hitting me, making me feel even worse.
"It's okay. It's going to be okay," He said hugging me tighter. He let me cry for a moment before moving me to sit down on his bed. He poured me a glass of water and handed me some tissue.
"Feel better," He said giving me a soft smile as I drank the water and wiped my tears away.
"Not really," I whispered, lowering my head and looking at the floor. "I've messed up so badly,"
"No you haven't," Danny replied, sitting next to me on the bed.
"How can you say that? Al knows," I spat, glaring at him.
"Hey, I'm just trying to help, don't shoot," Danny said, jokingly putting his hands up in surrender.
"I'm sorry," I apologised hanging my head in guilt.
"I don't think Al knows anything by the way," Danny offered with a sympathetic smile.
"How could he not, I basically beat up James right in front of him," I remarked incredulously.
"Well if Al knows, then the whole of the common room knows," Danny sighed, "and I don't think that's the case. I think you could probably say you were talking about Quidditch or something. I'm sure, despite the meltdown, everyone would be happy to see their captain passionate about the team," Danny offered.
"Passionate or unhinged," I sighed.
"You said it," He winked; I offered him a weak smile and hit him playfully on the arm.
"Merlin I'm such an idiot," I said wrapping my arms around myself.
"You have had a difficult few weeks, no surprise you broke down, you can't keep it pent up like that and not being able to tell your best friends what is happening will be taking its toll," He said wisely. I looked at him for a moment.
"Why are you always so nice to me?" I asked simply, "Honestly, I think I trust you more than my best friends right now," Danny chuckled slightly and shook his head.
"Well, I have always had the belief that for two beaters to be great on the pitch then it needs to resonate in their relationship off the pitch." He said simply, "And I think you are brilliant so that helps,"
"You think I'm brilliant?" I said genuinely smiling.
"Yes I do, I mean you have the Potter boys fighting over you so you must have some good qualities," He grinned.
"I don't have anyone fighting over me," I sighed. "Just a big confusing mess that is playing with my emotions. Sometimes I think it would be easier if we just dated, then I wouldn't have to bother with all of this shit." I rambled.
"Marshall if I thought any differently, I might think you were coming on to me," He smirked. I gapped, spotting my error but caught sight of his expression and rolled my eyes.
"Don't flatter yourself," I quipped, winking at him jokingly.
"You're not my type anyway," He said dryly.
"Are you more of a blonde, big boobs, no personality type as well," I asked grinning.
"Don't mind really, as long as they are a guy," He said winking. I looked at him for a moment before laughing.
"If that's you coming out to me then I must say that's bloody fantastic," I said between laughter. Danny smiled and shook his head.
"Did you not know?" He grinned. I shot him a look.
"I don't think anyone knows," I replied.
"Well I don't exactly wear a bloody sign," He said dryly making me laugh again, "I just thought you had realised, especially when I agreed that James' chest was modelled by the gods," He added, which started me off again. Just then the door opened and an annoyed looking James Potter walked in. Our laughing stopped suddenly as he stared at us.
"Al is looking for you," He said sharply, his eyes going between me and Danny. I shrugged at him like a petulant child. He considered me for a moment before sighing.
"Danny, do you mind giving us a minute?" He asked.
"He can stay, he knows," I said sharply, glaring at him. I saw James face fall for a second.
"Hannah, I think it's best if I wait outside," Danny said moving to leave before I could say anymore. The door shut behind him and James and I were left in silence.
"Are you fucking mad?" James spat after a minute. I stared at the ground to avoid his eyes. "I asked you a question?" He said moving towards me. "I've got Al thinking all sorts of things and you fucking run off and leave me to deal without. What the hell were you thinking? That could've been it, end of," James yelled at me. His words ringing in my ears and I immediately felt guilty. I knew that we were both at fault but I was the one who had let my emotions get the better of me and nearly blow everything.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly, looking up at him. I felt tears pooling in my eyes as I watched James' expression soften slightly. He sighed and came and sat next to me on the bed.
"I'm sorry too," He said after a moment. He reached across for my hand and I allowed him to take it; enjoying the contact and relishing in the way his thumb was running softly on the back of my hand.
"Are you and Danny an item?" He asked after a moment, his forehead creased in concern.
"No, just friends," I said softly. He didn't look convinced but nodded.
"Good, you know jealousy doesn't suit me," He said sadly. We were both quiet again.
"We need to stop arguing," I said quietly.
"I know, it's just so frustrating not being able to…you know." He sighed.
"I know," I replied, giving him a sad smile. "I best go and speak to Al," I said standing up and moving towards the door. "What do you tell him?"
"I said it was about Quidditch, that you were annoyed that I burdened you with the captaincy," He replied.
"Do you think he brought it?"
"Probably, I think he just felt guilty about making you so angry." James shrugged. I sighed and opened the door.
"Hannah," James said, touching my arm to stop me from leaving. "You don't really feel like the fourth best do you?" He asked sadly.
"At times I do." I replied, "It's hard to explain and…" I looked at him for a moment, "and…I don't know how much I trust you to tell you everything," I said quietly. If he was hurt he didn't show it, he nodded and brought his hand to my face.
"I understand," He whispered. We were both quiet for a moment, looking at each other with such sadness.
"You aren't you know, fourth best" He smiled, dropping his hand.
"I think I'm starting to realise it, yes." I smiled back and walked out of the door.
I made my way back to the common room feeling somewhat calmer than I had in days. It was the first time in a long time James and I had been able to have, what could only be described, as a reasonable conversation. Neither of us shouting, no one was crying and there was no kissing. Although we hadn't really talked about anything it resonated that we were both on the same page. Both of us were so frustrated by the situation we found ourselves in that denying our feelings was taking its toll. I wasn't sure where I stood with him now but I knew that we couldn't go on like we were, not after nearly telling the whole common room what was going on.
I had been so close to telling Al the truth that the thought of it made me sick. I loved Al with all my heart and I knew that the truth would break him completely. If I felt like fourth best with my friends over the past few years then it's nothing on what Al has felt being compared to his Dad and his brother his whole life. He had opened up to me on many occasion about how much pressure he had felt to be at their level, that everything he did he second-guessed, that he was never happy or proud of anything he accomplished as it was overshadowed by their achievements. It's what made the situation even worse. Al thought that James got everything he ever wanted and if he knew that James had got me too, he would be beyond devastated. I made my way down the stairs and saw Al, Danny and Rose sitting around a table in a heated conversation.
"She can't just take her anger out on us every chance she gets, it isn't fair," I heard Rose say as I walked over to them, obviously having just been filled in on what had happened.
"Rose, Hannah's going through a lot at the moment, just cut her a bit of slack," Danny said kindly.
"How are we meant to know what she is going through when she won't even talk to us?" Rose complained loudly. "We are meant to be her best friends," I saw Al's eyes find me as I walked over to them. In a second he was striding over to me and wrapping his arms around me. I heard Rose tut from behind him.
"I am so sorry," He mumbled into my hair. "I'm just a big child who needs attention and I feel as though I haven't been getting any of yours recently and that's why I acted the way I did," I patted his back and sighed deeply, letting him pull me in tighter. "I hate arguing with you Han, I feel like that's all we've been doing recently." He said pulling away and looking sadly into my eyes.
"I know," I replied, dropping his gaze, "I'm sorry I reacted the way I did, but it's just important to me," I said with a soft smile.
"I know," Al said grabbing my hand, not dissimilar to what James had done moments ago. I felt guilt come over me at the mere thought. "I know how important being captain is to you and I should be helping not making it worse."
"Don't worry about it now, it's finished," I said smiling.
"Poor James got the brunt of it though didn't he," Al said with a chuckle. I felt myself blush and tried to laugh along.
"Yes, Merlin knows what came over me," I said as we moved towards Danny and Rose.
"You've got a nerve," Rose spat as we approached.
"Excuse me," I asked raising my eyebrows at her in shock. For a minute I thought she knew everything, that Scorpius has told her.
"You can't treat people the way you do and think you can get away with it," She said spitefully, "And besides I don't buy the Quidditch story with you and James," She added her eyes narrowing. I felt my heart drop to my stomach and hoped my face didn't give anything away.
"Honestly Rose, stop trying to create drama where there isn't any. You weren't there, you didn't see what happened so just drop it," Al replied before I could answer. Rose glared at him before storming off to the dormitories. "What does she bloody think, that you and James have been having a secret relationship behind everyone's back, give me a break," He said chuckling to him and burying his head into a book. I caught Danny's eyes, which mirrored the shock in mine before I shook my head and composed myself.
"Well you know she likes drama," I said trying to keep my voice level as I pulled my notes out of my bag and started doing some homework.
It was the morning of match day. Rose hadn't spoken to me in three days, instead took to glaring at me every chance she got. I tried to corner Scorpius on more than one occasion but she seemed to be with him every second of the day. Al had had enough of her too and was instead spending his time with me and Danny, who he was starting to get on with quite nicely. Al had thankfully not mentioned anything else about the incident between me and James, but my guard was up and I was certain not to be in close proximity with James at any one time no matter how much I missed him.
"You need to eat," Al said when I arrived into the dining hall for breakfast as the Gryffindor table burst into cheers and applause. I sat down with the rest of my team, flanked by Al who had come along for moral support.
"I've been part of the team since fourth year and the morning before doesn't get any easier," Fred said to the group. No one responded instead nursing their drinks all of them worrying about what was to come. I knew I had to lead the way as their captain and try and pick them up so I put on a smile and intended to do just that.
"Come on team, everyone is to have at least a piece of toast otherwise I'm dropping you," I threatened, grabbing some toast for myself and forcing it down. The command was met with some groans but everyone obliged.
"Good luck today Jamie," A sickly sweet voice called from behind us. We all turned and saw Cressida running between the tables, throwing herself at the older potter. She then proceeded to attack his face much to everyone's disgust.
"As if I didn't feel sick enough, now I definitely think I'm going to throw up," Lily said glaring at the two of them.
"If you do throw up, make sure your aim is good," Roxy said to her with a winking. Everyone laughed, and I tried to ignore the jealous feeling that had started coming through me.
"Okay, let's hit the changing room then," I said, trying to pull myself away from the awful situation.
"After you Capt," Lily said smiling at me. We walked down towards the changing room as a group; Danny, Darcy and I in a discussion about the match.
"Danny, wait up," A voice called from behind us. I saw Hugo Weasley running towards us, red in the face trying to catch up. I frowned at him slightly confused at why he was asking after Danny.
"What do you want Weasley?" Danny asked bitterly. I tried to hide my shock at Danny's harsh response to the young Weasley. I had never known him to be rude to anyone. I looked at Darcy and her expression mirrored that of her brothers, they were both glaring at Hugo who looked slightly taken aback but unfazed.
"I…er…just wanted to wish you good luck, that's all," Hugo said bashfully. I saw Danny's expression soften slightly before Darcy stepped between them, the two boys towering over her.
"He doesn't need your luck Weasley, now piss off," She spat pocking his chest. Hugo looked over her head to Danny who was trying to avert his eyes. Hugo turned to me and sighed.
"Good luck today, Hannah," He said sadly before turning on his heel and making his way back to the castle.
"I hate him," Darcy said staring after him.
"You don't need to hate him," Danny said softly.
"Even after everything, I can't believe you," Darcy said storming off to catch up with Lilly. I stood there in shock at the conversation I just witnessed.
"What the hell was that?" I asked Danny who hadn't moved and was staring at the doors where Hugo had just vanished.
"It was…it was a long story," He said matter of factly, turning to face me a half convincing smile on his face. "But for now Hannah, we have a game to win and we can't lose focus on that." I didn't want to push him further so let him guide me to the changing room distracting me with talk about plays that we were going to do in the game.
As we approached the stadium we could hear the sound of two people arguing coming from around the other side of the tent. I ushered Danny inside and went to check out what was happening.
"I swear to Merlin if I find out something has happened between the two of you I will kill you," A voice said. I recognised it immediately as Rose and held back out of sight to hear more of the conversation.
"Nothing has happened. I don't know where you have got this idea from Rose but it's ridiculous," James Potter's voice bit back, blatantly lying to his cousin.
"It better not have, Potter. You know how Al feels about her if he finds out something is going on between you two it will ruin him. He will never speak to you ever again," Rose yelled back. I took this as my queue to come around the corner and saw the two of them, with stony expressions, turn to face me.
"Potter, we need you for the team talk," I said, masking the panic that was slowly rising inside of me.
"I'm coming now, just having a lovely chat with my dear cousin," James said sarcastically. He moved past me and into the tent leaving me and Rose standing there in an awkward silence.
"Hannah, don't forget that I know you like a sister. Whatever is going on, please, please don't hurt Al," She said her eyes pleading with me.
"He is my best friend," I said confidently, "I would never intentionally hurt him, you know that Rose," she shook her head and sighed deeply.
"Good luck today," She said patting me on the arm as she walked up to the stands. I all but wanted to break down and cry as she walked away from me. I hated lying to her, she was meant to be my best friend but neither of us had been acting like it recently, all because of this stupid mess I had gotten myself into. I took a deep breath before walking into the tent and putting my game face on, trying to forget everything that had happened and focusing on what was to come.
"And Ravenclaw gets another point past Potter," Lysander's voice rang across the stadium. "The score is now Ravenclaw 120 and Gryffindor 50 points, Merlin knows what has gotten to Potter today but he is not on form,"
"Not at all Lysander, defiantly something on his mind, good job Ravenclaw is taking advantage of that and here they go again," Lorcan's voice echoed. I whirled around to see their Captain and Chaser having another attempt at goal. I grabbed my bat and called over to Danny who was flanking a nearby bludger. As if he read my mind, he hit it straight towards me and I was able to hit a punishing blow to the chaser who dropped the Quaffle and swore loudly. The Gryffindor's erupted as Fred flew down the centre of the pitch with Darcy on his tale, passing the Quaffle to her at the last second to score. The crowds erupted again.
"Another ten points to Gryffindor, at least the rest of the team are awake, the new additions looking on top form this afternoon," Lorcan shouted. I hit a rouge bludger towards their keeper as my chasers brought on another assault, this time Roxy with the Goal.
"70 points now to Gryffindor," Lysander yelled, "This is a close game…and another ten points to Ravenclaw, what was Potter thinking," I spun my broom around and saw James' head hung in defeat. I groaned and flew over to him quickly whilst Darcy and Fred took the Quaffle up the other end of the pitch.
"What the fuck is going on?" I shouted as I approached. He didn't respond, however, his face said it all. "Pull yourself together otherwise you are going to cost us the game," I said sternly flying away as the Gryffindor's cheered Roxy's goal through the hoop.
Another half an hour passed by and James had let through another 5 easy saves. I was all but aiming the bludgers at him, whilst the rest of the team battled on relentlessly scoring three more. We were trailing by 60 points and I was getting increasingly concerned that if Lilly didn't catch the snitch soon then she would have to wait for the point difference to actually matter, and with James playing the way he was, I didn't see it happening. I flew over to Danny whacking a bludger aimlessly at the Ravenclaw keeper as I passed.
"Danny, I'm going to flank Lilly and give her some support we need this game to end now. Cover Darcy as she is the leading goal scorer, tell the twins to get that Quaffle to her as quickly as they can and stop any bludgers that head their way." I barked as I flew past him.
"On it," Danny said, his game face poised.
"Okay, I'm all yours. We are finding the snitch and no one is stopping us." I said determinedly. Lily did a strong salute and flew up above the field of play. I frustratingly hit a bludger away from her as I flanked her, glaring at the opposition's beater who winked back at me. Lilly's eyes were drawn and almost immediately I saw her eyes focus on something just behind our goal. In a second she was gone, flying directly towards the goal and through the hoop, the Ravenclaw seeker hot on her heels. I circled around now not paying any attention to the game just watching the two seekers zoom towards the golden ball that I could barely see. A bludger flew from as if out of nowhere and I all but threw myself off my broom to reach out and hit it. As I turned around I saw their seeker getting an advantage and flying slightly ahead of Lily. In a rush of adrenaline, I saw a rouge bludger head towards me as I took my aim towards the player, hitting his broom full on and knocking him off course. Lilly, completely undeterred saw her advantage and reached out wrapping her hand confidently around the tiny ball.
"Potter has caught the snitch, GRYFFINDOR WINS!" The Scamander twins cried through the microphone. I felt my heart leap out of my chest as relief came over me; Lily flew at me beaming wrapping her arms around me as we flew to the ground. The cheers around the stands were electric and I soon found myself being hugged and pulled in every which direction. I broke free from the crowd and ran across the shake the hand of the Ravenclaw Captain. As I went back over to join my teammates and noticed James walking alone back to the changing rooms, his head hung low and avoiding everyone that had stormed the pitch. Before I could do anything Danny and Darcy had ran over to me pulling me back into the crowd.
Before long there were talks of a party in the Gryffindor Common room and the crowd on the pitch slowly fizzled out. Most of the team had gone by the time I made my way back to the changing rooms. I walked in and sat on my bench pausing for a moment to take in my first win as captain. I was overjoyed and very relieved that we hadn't messed it up. I decided to make a start on my pre-match notes, showering and changing back into my normal clothes. I moved to the office, switching on the lights and saw James sitting in the chair behind the desk.
"Shit, you nearly scared me half to death," I said taking a step back in shock. He looked up, his eyes were red and he was still in his kit. "You okay?" I asked softly.
"I'm sorry," He sighed. "I'll go," he made to leave, standing up from the desk and moving around it to stand in front of me. He looked so broken and guilty I wanted to wrap my arms around him and comfort him but I knew I couldn't.
"You don't have to go," I said deciding that I would compromise my urges and take his hand. He looked down at our enclosed hands and his face broke into a small smile.
"Okay," He replied, looking up at me
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I fucked up didn't I," He said sadly moving to the sofa in the corner.
"How do you work that one out?" I offered, moving behind the desk and grabbing my notes.
"I nearly cost us the game," I gave him a soft smile and joined him on the couch.
"Nearly being the favourable word,"
"Don't act like you weren't thinking of aiming some of those bludgers at me," He chuckled sadly. I gapped at him, trying to hide my guilt.
"It wasn't your best game," I remarked.
"Rose got in my head, she knows there's something going," He sighed. I nodded and drew my attention to my notes, trying to distract my heart that was in over time. "Does that not worry you?" He asked when I didn't answer.
"Yes, of course," I started. "But there is literally nothing we can do about that, the damage is done,"
"Damage?" he repeated. I stared at him confused. "You think we are damaged."
"Not what I meant," I corrected quickly, putting my notes to one side. "You know that's not how I feel about us,"
"I have no idea how you feel about us," James started, I sighed.
"James, please let me finish," I said exasperatedly. He looked down at the floor. "We aren't damaged but we will be causing a whole ton of it when people find out," He nodded in understanding, sitting back and resting his head against the back of the chair, closing his eyes.
"You don't need me to tell you how I feel about you either," I said quietly, not looking at him. I heard him move slightly in his seat but didn't chance to look at him; I wasn't strong enough to resist him.
"It would be nice to hear it," He said. I looked up at him to see him grinning from ear to ear.
"I don't think that will help anything if I told you," I said sadly, smiling at him. We were quiet for a moment.
"I'm sorry about today," He said taking my hand in his, "It will never happen again, I promise."
"I know, I trust you," I said simply. "Now, can you help me write the rest of these player notes, I've not done it before and you are a pro so," James smiled and pulled the notes across his lap.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this Chapter, had so much fun writing the Quidditch game. Thanks for all the follows and favourites it means a lot that people are invested in this idea I had for a story. Chapter 7 will be alone tomorrow and I'm planning on getting at least 8 and 9 up on Tuesday, just need to do some fine tuning.
Thanks again for reading,
Jadeannkneeky.