A/N Super sorry about late update, Soooo Sorry.

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Albus S. Potter/OC

'Your words don't mean a thing,

I'm not listening

Keep talking

All I know is,

Mama told me not to waste my life

She said spread your wings my little butterfly.'

-Little Mix's Wings

The weekend came to soon for my liking. Lunch with Al was fun and Al is so nice. And hot. Shut up mind! So anyway, the weekends here and I don't know what to do. I guess I'll just take Cece's advice, see how he is and don't judge because he is marrying you. Have a clear head.

But you know what? I have to dress up with a dress my mom picked out. I have to impress the guy. I mean really! He is already marrying me (probably for my money) and I have to impress him! Hell no! But my mom and mostly my father insists. I have no way around it! Ugh! Ranting so shut up self.

You know talking to yourself is a sign of being mental.

Oh my god now I am really talking to myself. Jesus, I am really mental.

Anyway on a happier note I gave Al my number so he can call me. Hope he knew what I was talking about.

"Sweetheart time to get ready for the meet with Patrick." Mom says.

"Coming." I say grudgingly. Ugh why on earth did this happen to me. I am sorry to say that I wish some one else could have this horrible fate.

I get ready in this really fancy dress. Why do I have to wear I mean it's just lunch and tea. (A/N The dress is going to on my profile if you guys want to know what it looks like.) Mother picked it out but father says it has to black and white or just black. I am also wearing a charigin with it.

"Juliet stop dawdling!" My mother calls.

"Yes mother." Stupid fricking rules, stupid fricking parents, and most of all stupid fricking money.

I finally get dressed waiting until the last-minute so mother doesn't have to do any super make-up only really light. I honestly hate my live now.

"Come Juliet, get in the car." Father says forcefully because I am being super difficult.

"Yes, Father." Then I add under my breath, "And to my doom." Luckily nobody heard me.

Calm down, calm down. Remember what Cece said. I take a deep breath in.

"Juliet you are going to be fine, if you just remember you are a wealthy woman." My father says thinking that my breath was from nerves.

"Yes of course father." I say though grinded teeth. Don't explode. Remember what Cece said.

We arrive and surprising I didn't explode and I kept my cool. The house was on a boring street and the house look really boring. The address was 4 Privet Drive. (A/N I'll explain if want the story of Patrick Dursley. Maybe I do a one shot. Hmm...)

"We are here." My father announces. No shit dad I thought we are stopping because we want to.

If you didn't catch that I was being sarcastic, then no offence you are an idiot.

"Good right on time." Mother says nervously. I am still mad at her even if this is my father's idea.

I stay silent.

Father knocks on the door smartly. In my opinion the knock was stupid. And a big, beefy, super fat man answers it. He looks about a grandfather's age and had an aura of coldness and harshness to him. In other words I don't like him at all. And first impressions mean a ton to me. I bet he is the one who arranged this marriage with his... grandson? I sure hope so because if I had a father like this I would be sorry.

Then all sudden another man, or should I say boy, as fat as the man who answered the door appears. Please don't be my suitor, please don't be my suitor. Maybe that man/boy is the super fat man's son.

"Come in." Says the man who answered the door. "My name is Vernon Dursley. This is my grandson Patrick."

Nooooooo! He is suitor. I hate my life! I wanna scream!

Okay I calmed down, a little bit. My mother obviously didn't know that was him but my stupid father looked like he expected this. He obviously met them. Fuck you father.

"Nice to see you again Vernon. This is my wife Anna and daughter Juliet." Father says importantly.

"Nice to meet Vernon." My mother says. Still mad at her.

I stay silent the second time today. If I talk I will explode with insults, I know I will.

"Nice to meet you Juliet." Vernon says superiorly. I nod in his direction. I see father getting more annoyed by the second.

"Juliet why don't you go and get to know Patrick." Mom says. Okay I forgive her a bit. She is helping me get out of father's way. I nod. And start following Patrick to who knows where.

"Please to meet you Juliet." Patrick says. And I nod again.

"Oh so you're not a talker, but I will have my soon to be wife able to talk. Or at least be useful for something." Shit where is this going?

Then he kissed me full on lips, soooooo disgusting. I try to pull away as quickly as I could but he held my back with force and he was fat and I am not that strong. I am still struggling to get away, trying to move my whole body away from him.

"Someone help me!" I try to say but it made it seem like I am moaning and enjoying it. I hate my life and I hate Patrick Dursley.

Then my cell phone rings. I love you who ever is calling! You saved my life.

He pulls away disappointed. And I answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Umm.. Hi its Al and I was wondering if you could come over my house to meet my parents." Al says nervously. I love you Al!

"When?" I ask.

"I was wondering if you could come over for dinner so around six." He is still nervous, how sweet.

"Okay. Meet me at the park." I smile in happiness.

"Okay see you." And he hangs up.

I absolutely posiv-toot-ly love Albus Potter right now.

"Who was that?" Damn you Patrick Dursley, he listened to my whole conversation.

"Oh it was my best friend." I didn't really lie Al is becoming my best friend.

"Okay." He says accepting my answer. Thank the lord.

He makes a move to kiss me but I block it this time because he wasn't holding on to me.

"You little bitch, you will kiss me when I want you too." Patrick says harshly.

"No." I say simply.

"Yes you will." And he slapped me. WHAT THE HELL! NO ONE AND I MEAN NO ONE GETS AWAY WITH SLAPPING ME! The light flickered. I was just about to go at him when my parents came in the room. with Mr. Vernon Dursley. I bet you 1,000,000,000 pounds that his wife divorced him and/or he killed her. I mean his grandson abused me and Vernon Dursley comes in with a proud expression. I bet they planed the fricking whole thing if I was not cooperative. Damn you Dursleys.

Then I noticed they didn't notice the mark on my face and I would think it is pretty obvious with a red mark on my face. I turn to see my refection in the window and realize there is no mark on my face. That's really odd. And by the looks of it Patrick seemed surprised too. When I touched it, it still hurt a little but if the slap was not completely healed then it would have hurt worse. Maybe I am a vampire with healing powers, that would be so cool. Wait I can't be a vampire, I love the sun.

We have a polite lunch. It wasn't nice it was boring and my father and Vernon were competing about who had the most wealth. All stupid stuff. My mother was just asking some questions and mostly stayed quiet. I on the other hand stayed completely silent. With a disgusted look on my face, but covered my emotions when father said if anything was wrong.

All I want is out!

Then finally after it felt like hours we got into the car and went home.

The car ride was silent and when we got home I went up to my room, father to his study and mom to who knows where. I pretended to talk on my phone because that is the only way out of the house.

I find my mom down in the living room.

"Mom can I go out to a friend's house?" I ask nicely.

"For how long and who is she?" She asks. Good she thinks my friend is a she.

"Until after dinner and her name is Sara, she is visiting her aunt here and wants me to come to dinner. I was on the phone with her after we came home." I say in what I hope is a convincing voice.

"Okay sweetheart, I will let your father know but you have to be home by ten." Mom says. Yes she bought it!

"Thanks mom." I say excitedly.

"Honey, what are you leaving in those clothes?"

"Oh I just want to show of this dress to see if she would like it." I have a simple summer dress on, my favorite.

"Okay sweetheart you may go." She finally consents. I am out of the house and Al is going to pick me up. YESSS!

I arrive at the park its six thank goodness it only took me a few minutes to convince mom. I see Al a few feet away.

"Hey Al!" I shout and he turns and smiles.

"Hey Julie!" He imitates me. I run to hug him. Then I realized how much I missed him and it was only a couple of days. What am I doing, I am getting married to a prat who he can kiss me when ever he wants. But I need to live a little. I would want to kiss Al anytime I want. What the hell get those thoughts out my head, that's to far. We will stay friends.

"Ready to go Julie?" Al asks trying to make me snap out of my thoughts.

"What, oh yes of course."

And we walk to a car that I am pretty sure is Al's.

"Is this your car?" I ask curiously. I thought wizards have the apparition thing and floo.

"Umm... No this is my dad's." Al says awkwardly. Right that is more believable because his father had a car when he met us to tell us that Cece is a witch. And I keep forgetting that he thinks I don't know anything about the wizarding world.

"Cool." And we drove to his house.

A/N Hey so sorry I am late but school is almost over and I have finals. Ugh I hate tests.

Anyway...

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