Memories and Pride

Scorpius was glaring at the Gryffindor side of the potions class. What was so great about Christian Thomas? What was so great about him that Lily Potter had to cross over into enemy territory? Usually Lily was crazy loyal to the house, but so had Bianca until the eldest Potter had started writing her those silly love letters. He and Bianca had been friends since birth because of their mother's society gatherings and they told each other everything. They were frustrated with each other at the moment. They were both being hypocrites because of their pride. Both in love and to stubborn to admit it.

Bianca had confirmed Lily was only interested in Christian to make him jealous, but she could have done that with any other man. Why this one?

"You know Scor, I think if you glare at him for five more seconds he will burst into flames," said a very sarcastic Bianca. Bianca was only sarcastic when she was frustrated, most of the time she was just blunt and honest.

"You want to talk about it?" he asked under his breath.

"No" she replied sharply. He waited knowing she would talk about it anyway.

"He hasn't written me in weeks" she huffed.

"Potter?"

"Yes, Potter. I didn't believe him when he dropped the ultimatum, but he is following through. It's kind of sexy…"

Bianca was riding the lift up to her parent's hopefully vacant flat in London, James had told her that he would be there and he always kept his word. She just hoped this time he didn't. She opened the door tentatively and began to walk through the foyer, her heels clicking on the marble floor. The French doors that lead to the balcony were open letting the cool wind blow in on the last night of August. James Potter was leaning against the railing in all his grubby glory. Since getting out of school, he had been in London spending the summer with Bianca, trying to get a job because he was qualified and not because of his name. It was harder than he thought.

Bianca stood in the entryway waiting for him to speak.

"Where have you been?" he asked in a very calm neutral voice his back still facing her.

"I was out" she replied hesitantly.

"With whom?" he asked. She swallowed and tried to clear her voice to sound confident, she had issues with that around James. He was so unnerving.

"Henry Nimbus" she whispered.

"19, Ravenclaw, heir to Nimbus Broomsticks. I believe we went to his Christmas party last year. Your mother introduced him." Bianca did not like it when James was like this; it was like the calm before a storm.

"James it was nothing" she ran to stand beside him.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" she could see the angering smoldering beneath the surface of his eyes.

"I don't know," she whispered. He finally turned to her; she was shocked by the intensity of his usually warm brown eyes.

"I'm guessing he didn't meet expectations" he concluded "Or else I would have had the pleasure of meeting him again"

"Stop it" she pleaded. Bianca was never vulnerable, only with James.

"Did he kiss you Bee?" He started to lean in, Bianca shook her head. "Did he try?" James hedged.

"Yes" she mumbled.

"Hmm" he considered "What would happen if I tried to kiss you Bee? Would you deny me" Bianca took these as rhetorical questions, her lips began to tremble when she felt his warm breath on her face.

"Don't tease me James," she growled.

"I think you deserve it. You go off with these other men and I stay loyal, is that fair?" his eyebrows shot up, his lips millimeters from hers.

"Do you want other women James?" Bianca challenged.

"No, I want to be your only man. I mean it Bianca Jones; it's just me or nothing"

"You don't mean it. You could never stay away," she said with as much confidence as she could muster.

"Oh but I do." He searched her face looking for anything, anything at all "I love you, Bianca" She exhaled but remained silent. When she did not respond, he left, leaving poor Bianca Jones an emotional mess looking over London.

The next day was the train back to Hogwarts and Bianca knew she would see James. He would have to come to see his family off. She was sitting in her usual compartment looking out on the families coming through the platform she stopped breathing when she watched Lily Potter and her father run through, all smiles. James would not be far behind. Next came Albus Potter and his mother, followed by James. He was stilling wearing what he had on the night before. He was looking rugged with five o'clock shadow and red bloodshot eyes.

A large group of third years passed and Bianca lost track of him. She was still looking out the window when she heard the compartment door closed. She whirled around, startled to see James standing the running his fingers through his hair, looking down to the floor.

"Hello James" she greeted. He looked up to her with intense tired eyes. With two large steps, he closed the space between them and crashed his lips onto hers. Bianca pulled at his shirt collar, cherishing his warm lips melding with hers, his fingers weaved themselves to her thick soft hair. His tongue ran along her bottom lip, and then he kissed the corner of her mouth down to her neck where he nipped gently. She tried to contain her moan which was impossible while blew on the sensitive skin on the base of her ear. His hands traveled to the sides of face and he looked into her deep emerald eyes and said.

"Goodbye Bianca" Bianca's heart broke when he left her. Lily found her ten minutes later, a crying heap on the floor.

"Bianca I do not want to hear about your turn on's" grumbled Malfoy.

"Sorry deary, I just get lost in thought." Bianca replied cheekily. "Speaking of turn on's, are you going to find out Lily's or are you going to let Thomas?"

"Who says I'm interested?" Scorpius asked in his haughty voice.

"Your eyes, whenever you look at her" he looked at Bianca's who's eyes had softened. "Are you going let go of your pride, Scor?"

"Are you?" he countered.

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