Summer!
"Thanks for letting me stay Mrs Prewitt," I smiled at the aging woman as we entered their home.
"Oh it's no trouble dear," she smiled at me, "You're such good friends with Molly and the boys... it's like you're family." I bit my lip at this and she turned to the twins. "Take her stuff to her room Gideon."
"Course," he nodded, picking up my trunk and leading me up the stairs. "I can't believe you really ran away from them."
I shrugged and sat on the bed that was now mine, "It was always going to happen," I shrugged, "What happened with Reg just pushed me over the edge."
"You want to talk about it?" he asked softly, sitting on the bed next to me, I shook my head. "Okay, but you know I'm here if you do."
I smiled sweetly at him and nodded, "You always know what to say, don't you?" I asked quietly as I looked up at him. He moved to push some hair from my face.
"I've known you for five years, almost six," he replied with a shrug, "I probably know you better than you know yourself."
"That's not what I meant," I shook my head as I looked at my hands, "You know when I don't want to talk, and you don't push me. With James... he always has to know what's going through my head and..." I sighed and closed my eyes.
"It's just who he is," Gideon told me softly, "He's a little overbearing, but i means he cares."
"I don't know," I sighed, "I think it's forced..." he raised an eyebrow. "I love the guy, I really do. But, he only got with me after he found out I was supposed to be marrying someone else. And, well it's just like we're still friends, we never do anything with just us. The guys are always there."
"Maybe you should talk to him?" Gideon asked, making me sigh and nod. "He only lives up the drive."
Biting my lip, I nodded again and stood up, "Thanks Gid," I smiled at him before rushing from the room, and dashing out the house and down the road.
"Hey babe," James greeted as he opened the door for me, "What's up?"
"Um, can we talk?" I asked tentatively, making a worried look etch across his face, he opened the door further and nodded me in. He led me up to his room.
"What's wrong Angel?" he asked as we sat next to each other on his bed, the both of us leaning against the headboard.
"I want you to tell me what we are," I replied softly, his head snapped around to look at me. "We've been with each other for almost a year, Jamie. But this doesn't feel like relationship to me."
"Angel what's bringing this on?" he asked me, confused.
"You just, don't seem, as interested in us than I do." I told him, biting my lip and wringing my hands. He stayed silent and I turned to see him leaning his head back against the wall, he looked contemplative. "Why are we doing this James?"
"I really like you," he replied sitting up and facing me, "I love you, you know that."
"Yeah," I nodded, "I love you too, but..."
"It's not that kind of love," he finished for me making me nod.
"You're still in love with her aren't you?" I asked him softly, "You have been the whole time we were together." He nodded slowly, I still felt that twinge of pain in my heart but it wasn't as harsh as it used to be.
"Friends?" I asked hopefully, he nodded making me smile and get up.
"Wait," his hand shot out and took my wrist, pulling me down onto his lap, "Just... let me see something."
Biting my lip, I nodded to him and we both leant in. His lips pressed softly to mine and, as always, his hand threaded in my hair, pulling me closer. My eyes snapped closed as I parted my lips for him, his tongue slipping into my mouth and coaxing mine to play.
There was no denying it, James Potter was an amazing kisser, but for the first time, I noticed that there was no... Spark. Pulling away from him, I rested my forehead against his, keeping my eyes closed. "I'll see you later," I muttered to him, pressing a kiss to his forehead before leaving his room.
When September 1st rolled around, I headed on to the platform, laughing with the Prewitt twins. I was getting a piggy back from Fabian as Gideon pushed the trolley with all our things on. We'd all gotten closer over the summer, but I missed my other boys.
James, Sirius and Remus were all stood by Mr and Mrs Potter a little way down and I hopped off Fab's back before dashing to them, my arms flinging around Sirius. "Hi bro," I greeted happily as he swung me around. "How'd it go?"
"Well, I'm living at the Potter's," he replied happily making me grin widely, "I just couldn't deal with them with you not being there."
"I'm sorry I bailed without telling you first," I muttered making him shake his head.
"Forget it," he laughed, "But what's this I hear about you two breaking up?" I glanced at James and smiled at him, he pulled me into a hug. "You guys were great together, we were gonna be family."
"Yeah," I nodded, "But we're better as friends, right Jamie."
"Right," he nodded, "Plus I think a certain red-head has his eyes on Angel here." I rolled my eyes at a grinning James as I punched his stomach. But the twins turned up, and gave an angry look towards a group of people.
"What's wrong?" I asked them as Gideon's arm wrapped around my waist. I followed his gaze and a sad look crossed my face at the sight of Regulus. He was with Narcissa, since Bella and Andy had finished the year before. But he was also with Snape, Carrow, Montague and Nott.
As I watched, he turned towards us and his eyes locked with mine, a sad look crossing his face. "Babe," Gideon muttered making me turn from my little brother and lean against the red-head. "You okay?"
"Yea," I nodded with a small smile, "I'll be fine." He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.
"We should get on the train," Remus suggested making me nod as I caught sight of Lily Evans climbing on to the train.
"Prongs," I nodded to the train making him whip around before flashing me a grin and taking off towards her. "Some things are just meant to stay the same."
"And some things change," Sirius added as we watched Lily talking civilly with James. A grin spread across my face as we got on to the train, Gideon's arm staying securely around me as we headed to the two of them.
"Hi guys," Lily smiled sweetly, her eyes landing on me. "Sera, about last year..."
"No worries," I told her honestly, holding my hand out, she shook it. "He's all yours." A blush flushed across her cheeks making me giggle slightly.
