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You are too cool for School.

The music was pumping when Scorp and I made our way into the Gryffindor common room. Sometimes I feel a bit out of it, you know being the only Weasley/Potter who isn't in Gryffindor. But then its also what makes me Al, not Harry Potters son, not James Potters little brother, Rose Weasleys cousin or even Scorpius Malfoys friend. Albus, just Albus.

We had decided to turn up late, at an attempt to make an entrance. Okay you got me, that's not true. So I took a while on my hair. . . Its not a crime right? We can't all have perfect hair like Scor. I don't even know why hes going to this party. Probally so he can dance with some tarty girl in front of Rose. (Yes, I've now figured out the reason behind all these girls he's been carting around, its to piss of Rose). And I've talked to him about his strategy on how to get a girl. And he told me to stop talking Quidditch terms about girls, oh and then he refused to take any advice from a Potter. Thanks Dad, you passed on your skills with the ladies to me. Lucky James and Lily got Mums genes. . .

I saw Rose talking to Caitlin and Bailey, deciding that it was now or never.

"Hey Rose," I say, handing her a drink of whatever Hugo had brewed up.

"Hey," she says back both sweetly and cutely.

"What are we? Pickled onions?" Asks Caitlin pointing at herself and Bailey. But I know she doesn't mind, Albus has just made his entrance, with that loser Malfoy, so she'll be distracted in five four three two. . .yup, there it is. She smiles and walks over to him. Leaving Bailey, Rose and I alone.

"I'm gonna get a drink," Says Bailey, winking at me slyly so Rose doesn't see. So far, operation: 'Tell Rose there's more than friendship' is going alright.

"Good game today Josh," she says patting my arm.

"Thanks, you too."

She looks around, kind of distractedly.

"I was a bit nervous, but, you know,"

"You did great, seriously. Especially for your first official game."

I swallowed, and decided to go for it.

"Do you wanna dance?"

Suprisingly her mouth splits into a smile, she puts down her drink and gives me her hand.

"Hey Al," Caitlin says as she comes over to us. "Oh and Mal-Scorpius," she adds as an afterthought. Al launches into a blow by blow of the match and they walk away. If I'm not mistaken, I'd say that maybe Caitlin has something for Al as well. Not too sure though.

"Bye then!" I say as they leave. I don't think he heard me. I see him pull a rude hand gesture. He heard me. The git. I walk over to get some drinks, and spot a girl that would be perfect to chat up. Yeah, right in front of Rose's and Thomas. I accidentally sprayed the girl I was going to ask to dance with my butter beer concoction. Anna something-er-atha . I apologise, and she glares at me before storming off, no doubt to the bathrooms.

Rose and Thomas are dancing. Sorry I mean Weasley and Thomas are dancing. Like I care. I don't care. I grab Lily's arm and steer her to the dance-floor.

"Uh, Scorp," She says as my eyes don't leave the two, ugh, lovebirds I guess. That's not how friends dance. Friends dance like. . .Like how Al and Citlin are dancing. Why doesn't one of them just get up the bleeding courage to tell the other the truth.

"SCORP!" Lily shouts at me over the music, gaining us a few curious looks form people.

"What?" I ask as I see them leave the dancefloor.

"What are you doing-" But I don't even hear the rest of what she says as I follow them, out the portrait, and down the corridor. Even though I knew I shouldn't. Why hadn't I cursed him already? For some reason I was letting it play out, giving Thomas a chance. What, did I hope she was going to proclaim to him that in fact, she loved me, and couldn't possibly think of him in any way that didn't involve friendship. Ha. As if that would happen.

I peered around the corner and saw it happen. Thomas was whispering in her ear, then use he leaned in and . . . I couldn't bring myself to watch the rest. I pressed my back against the wall and slid down.

I hated Rose bloody Weasley. Its because of her that I've turned into some over emotional prat, not to mention coward. I've totally lost my man-ness. But the worst thing was that, despite it all, the reason it hurt was that I cared. I might as well drop the bad boy tough act. I am the worlds biggest prat, perhaps even worse than Thomas. Well, maybe not worse than Thomas. . .

Josh asked me to dance.

I said yes of course, but for some reason it felt a tad awkward. We've danced before, but this was more. . .intimate. Was it a bad thing? I don't know.

His hands around my waist felt a little strange at first, but he soon had me laughing, . and remembering why he was such a good friend. The common room was getting super crowded, and for once I was actually happy I had my own common room, even if I had to share with Malfoy. Who was weirdly dancing with Lily as we left to get some air.

I felt Josh's hand brush mine. Not uncomfortably.

"Were'd you wana go?"

"Don't mind," I shrug.

Does Josh like me? Wait. Why did I jump to that conclusion. Do I like him?

"I was only nervous I wouldn't be able to keep the bludgers away from you," He blurted out all in one sentence.

He was everything my family and friends approved of and everything I liked. Cute, funny, talented, smart and good at Quidditich.

"I-oh," I say stupidly, noticing the distance between us closing.

Josh Thomas as my first kiss? I think I might like him. . .He had a really cute smile.

He leant even closer to me. His lips were about to touch mine, when something clicked in my head. I couldn't kiss him. Somehow I felt I was betraying myself. Like there was someone else I'd already kissed. Which was stupid because I hadn't, had I? I pulled away from him. The scene was all too familiar and I didn't like it. I liked someone else I was sure. I should like Josh, I should like Josh. But I don't. I felt real bad though, when I run. Uttering a sorry at least.

It was two Saturdays after the game, and as far as I could tell Josh was ignoring Rose and her attempts to get him to talk. They both refused to tell me anything about it. Which was great you know, cuz I'm only their bloody best friends! I've been hanging out with Al a lot lately. Rose studies so hard, and she has head duties and so does Scorpius. Josh has been ignoring Rose and now me, what had I done? Nothing that's what. So he was hanging out with Josie and Bailey who were becoming painful to be around.

But today was gonna be a good day. It was Al's birthday. I had had no idea what to get him. So decided to stick with something safe. A broom servicing kit. It would be really useful, and I'm pretty sure he needs one judging by the state of his broom. And it wasn't too personal, and didn't draw attention to the fact that I clearly liked him. October 26th, was a day that I had marked in my diary for a while.

"Happy Birthday Al!" Said Scor, thumping me on the back as I joined him at the breakfast table. He must have been down at some ridiculous hour.

"Have a present," He says, chucking me a big box that was either Chocolate Frogs or Bertie Botts. I was hoping for the frogs.

"I see your mails coming!" Said Scor elbowing my ribs painfully.

I saw it too. Three different sixed boxes being flown in with Owls, were all dropped in front of me.

I ripped open the smaller one first.

"Don't you wanna open the letter first, so you know who its from?" Asks Scorp.

But I already had it open. It was a watch, because I'd come of age.

"Nice ," Said Scorp as I handed it to him. It was from my parents. And I already guessed what the lumpy one was, judging by the large 'W' that was on the wrapping. Joke-shop stuff from Uncle George and Aunt Angelina. Which meant that the last square one was from Uncle Ron, and Aunty Hermione. It looked like a book. Damn it! I told Uncle Ron how I feel about them! Honestly Rose is the same as her mum, they both always get me bloody books.

"You open the last one," I say to Scor. He loves opening presents. God knows why.

"Ah mate," He says looking at the cover, as I see Caitlin joining Josie at the Gryffindor table.

"Your gunna want to read this,"

"Hmm, really?" I ask kinda distracted.

"Yeah," He says holding up the cover for me to see.

"12 Failsafe ways to charm witches."

I smile to myself and ignore Scorp's smirking. Uncle Ron = Pure genius.

Ennnd, I know I left it hanging, but don't worry. I have a plan!

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