Thanks so much to BrookeAlison and AnimalAddictions for reviewing! I know I got you guys to read it with the John Green and Taylor Swift allusions, but hopefully you liked the story enough to keep reading! (And just FYI, the first half of this chapter is inspired by John's infamous phone call. Nerdfighters ftw).
Best Wishes!
Chapter Two
Humiliated. No, mortified. No, still not strong enough. In the depths of despair? No, too much…
What had she been thinking! Lara usually fervently avoided conversation with other people for just this reason! Why, oh why had she thought she was capable of having a normal, coherent conversation with Albus Potter? Was she really that deluded?
No, she thought, just that in love.
She had met up with him to study for an upcoming charms test in the library, and it had gone downhill fast. Her memory was already blocking out the most painful parts, but she was fairly certain that toenails had entered the conversation at some point. And had she really mentioned that she snored when she slept? How attractive…
The worst part was arguably that she had left without saying goodbye, or see you later, but had instead chosen to go with 'Best Wishes'!
Who even says that?!
All right, that's it, she decided, burying her head farther into her pillow, I'll just never come out of this dorm, and everyone can just forget that that ever happened
Oh, but if only that were true….
[ Al's POV]
"So, study date, hmmm? Getting steamy in the book stacks? You and whatsername were probably- OW! Hey! What was that for?" asked the annoying, teasing voice belonging to one Thomas Cauldwell, who sat rubbing the side of his head which had just been hit with a shoe.
"Because you're an arse. Now shut up."
"Ooh, touchy touchy!" He teased. "Who is this girl anyway, that you'd be so willing to blow off an established plan with your friend to spend time with studying?" Thomas asked incredulously.
"Ok, first of all, using my dad's old map to stalk that Ravenclaw fifth year is not an 'established plan'. And second, I don't have to tell you who she is, and I won't because I don't need to give you any reason to start harassing her, as well."
"Hey! It's not stalking! I just need an in with her friends, but she likes me, I can tell" He replied, an easy smirk on his face.
"That'd be much easier to believe that if she knew your name" Albus replied, before he, too was hit with the shoe.
When dealing with girls, Thomas was often oblivious and thick. However, around his friends he was perceptive enough to know when to drop a topic, so he changed instead to Quidditch. "How's your brothers team been shaping up?" he asked. Athletic ability was just one of the numerous ways the Potter brothers differed. Where Albus was exceedingly bright and had his mothers knack for Charms, James had become Hogwarts' greatest chaser since…well, since the last James Potter.
"Apparently practice has been going okay. He's a bit worried about having Hugo playing beater, though. He's afraid aunt Hermione will kill him if anything happened to 'her baby'. Al laughed, running his fingers through his hair. "I can't wait for the first match against Hufflepuff!" While Albus had no desire ever to play for the Gryffindor house team, he made sure to be at every game to support his house and his brother. And now, of course, Hugo.
"So, we're going to the game this week then, are we? Are you going to invite this mystery girl?" Thomas taunted.
"If you don't shut up I won't even be going with you!" Al replied, grinning.
(AN: so, there you go. An update, if not a long one. The next one will hopefully be longer and up very soon)