We'd been back in school for a week when I was walking through the crowded courtyard looking for the guys. Out of nowhere a hand grabbed my wrist, but it was too tight to be any of my friends.

"My Dear Seraphim," the familiar voice of Evan Rosier growled making me stop dead and bite back a yelp. "Turn around and look at me." I stayed put, facing the other direction and his grip on my wrist tightened making me hiss in pain.

"Let me go," I bit out through gritted teeth.

"I don't think so," he smirked, "You see, I just got an owl informing me that we are engaged to be married."

I felt my heart stop, my throat close over and my eyes flood with tears, "No" I sighed weakly, hoping to god that he was lying. But as I slowly turned to face him, a letter was shoved in my face.

Dear Evan,

Your mother and I have come to an agreement with the Black's about your future. We all thought it would be in the best of interests if you and their daughter Seraphim were to wed. After her graduation in three years the wedding will be held...

Walburga Black has made the request that you keep a close eye on your new fiancé and teach her to respect the bloodline.

Your Father.

The tears that had been building in my eyes broke the surface as I closed my eyes against the unwanted news. "No," I whispered sadly as I scrunched the parchment up in my hand. All of the emotions running through me were combating against everything I'd felt with James on the train.

"Yes," he smirked, moving his free hand to my chin and lifting it up so I had to look at him. In all honestly, Evan Rosier wasn't bad looking at all, if it wasn't for his disgusting attitude towards anything and everything, I wouldn't be bothered about this at all. But one, he was a disgusting, traitorous, retched Death Eater and two, I was irrevocably in love with someone else.

"Smile my dear," he smirked down at me, "We will be amazing together, both emotionally and physically."

A shudder ran down my spine at what he was insinuating and I pulled away from him slightly, only for his grip to tighten even more. "Let me go, please, you're hurting me," I whimpered, almost feeling the eyes of the curious on lookers as they watched on.

"Aww look at this," he grinned maliciously, "All of these people witnessing the Gryffindor's Angel crumble. I think you're finally broken, and all because of a letter from my father."

"Let her go Rosier," my heart soared at the voice of the only person I wanted to see at that moment.

"I don't think this is any of your business, Potter," Evan growled, "This is between me and my fiancé."

"Your what?" he stopped, shocked as I turned my tearful gaze to him, he caught sight of the letter in my hand. "Sera?"

"Jamie," I whimpered as I finally tugged my wrist from Evan's grip before bolting to him. "Jamie you said..."

"And I meant it," he replied softly as his arms wrapped around me, holding me close to him. "Stay away from her Rosier."

"Or what?" he smirked back, "I'm getting married to her Potter. And there's nothing you can do about it."

"Oh really?" he growled angrily, stepping closer to him, holding me behind him as Sirius, Remus and Peter finally turned up.

"Really," Evan smirked, "Does it hurt to know that the girl you love will be in my bed?"

A vicious snarl broke from James' throat as he lunged for the older boy, tackling him to the ground. I watched in horror as the two of them fought viciously making me back off with a frightened whimper, "James!" I shouted him weakly, but before anyone could do anything there was a loud bang and the two boys were thrown back ten feet in opposite directions.

"ENOUGH!" My heart just about stopped at the sound of Professor Dumbledore's loud shout. Turning towards the usually calm and kind man I watched as he glared harshly down at the boys. "What is the meaning of this Muggle duelling?"

"Potter was just jealous, sir," Evan replied as I rushed to James and helped him to his feet, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "Sera and I have just received some exciting news."

"It's not happening Rosier!" I shouted, angry that he'd even contemplate hurting James. "I'd die before even thinking about marrying someone like you, you filthy Death Eater!"

A gasp rushed through the courtyard and Dumbledore's gaze landed sympathetically on me, "Take Mr Potter to the Hospital wing," he said gently making me nod slightly.

"Yes sir," I muttered before pulling James away with me, the other three following excitedly.

"Nice one Prongs," Sirius grinned as he jogged up to walk in front of us, he was facing us and walking backwards. "I've never seen you Muggle Duel before."

"He was asking for it," James bit out as we reached the door to the Hospital wing. I just pushed the door open, staying silent.

"What now?" Madam Pomfrey groaned as we walked in, her eyes landed on James' busted lip and painful winces. "What happened?

"Rosier happened," I replied as I sat him one of the beds, "I think some of his ribs are broken."

"Well let's have a look," she sighed as I sat next to him, slipping my hand into his. I received a pointed look from the woman, "Out, while I check his ribs."

I shook my head determinedly, as the grip on my hand tightened, "Miss Black," she started to scold but I didn't move. "Mr Potter, please tell..."

"I want her to stay," he said interrupting her making her sigh again.

"Fine, but Lupin, Black and Pettigrew have to go," she said giving the three boys her look, they nodded with grins before heading out, calling 'see ya later's and goodbyes as they did. "Shirt Mr Potter."

James shifted and moved to take his shirt off, groaning as he did making me turn and do it for him. I didn't miss the shiver he gave as my knuckle brushed against his abs either. I sat back and watched as Pomfrey checked him over, and afterwards, it took like, five minutes to fix him up before sending us both off.

"Thanks," I muttered as we walked down the corridor on our way to Gryffindor Tower.

"For what?" he asked, stopping mid walk to turn to me.

"You didn't have to..." I started to explain but I paused when he moved to tuck some hair behind my ear.

"He was asking for it," he replied with a smirk, "And he hurt you."

"James..." I started slowly, but he just leant in and pressed his lips against mine, drawing a moan from me as I pulled him closer.

"So did you get that Charm's homework done?" I heard that very unwelcome voice ask making James pull away from me quickly. We both turned to see Lily Evans and Mildred Hughes walk around the corner, Lily scowled at the two of us, her eyes darkening into a glare as she saw how close we were stood.

She turned to Mildred, "Potter's got his next whore," she muttered making me growl angrily and move towards her only for James to hold me back.

"Leave it," he muttered to me as Lily's glare darkened more... after a moment she stomped off angrily making me bite back a small smirk before sobering up and turning to him.

"You not going to run off and ask her out?" I asked quietly.

"Nah," he smirked, "Bilius was right, I don't need her." I let a quizzical look cross my face as he pulled me towards him by my belt loops, "I have you."

With that, his lips pressed softly against mine making me smile slightly and wrap my arms around his neck... perfect.