Hi everyone! No chatty-chatty here, on with the disclaimer, which is presented by my dear friends, ER and Rasmus!puppy-eyes
Me: Aw man (those puppy-eyes…)… fine.
Rasmus + ER: yees!
And I sat in Rasmus knee for the rest of the day. -.-'
On with the story!

Rasmus: Sofia, c'mon, you have to!
Me: No, Rasmus give it up…
ER: Pleeeeeeeeaaaaasssssseeeeee? I'm begging you!
Rasmus: Double-begging!

C. 2

Every song ends, but is that a reason not to enjoy the music?

Fuck. Could this day get any worse?

J.T, Marie, Tilly and I were making our way down to the Great Hall after our meeting with Jimmy.

"I mean, come on! A dance? A casual dance?"

"Oh give up already, James, it won't be that bad!" J.T said, since I had complained about this dance thing since we left the common room.

"Of course you don't think so, you dancing-moron."

Yepp. Did I forgot to mention that? J.T, the singing beater of Gryffindor, is also a very good dancer.
Seriously. Sure, I guess I have a pretty good voice, but dancing? No way, it's to movingly, and swingingly, and… just, no. No.

I sighed and ruffled my hair. My hair is awesome. I've got dads hair, it's all spicy, and cool, and ruffled-all-the-time.
And, it's black! I mean, what if I had got mums red hair? Wouldn't be that sexy with a tall boy with brown eyes, a true Quidditch-body, a winning smile and red hair? Ew.

"James? Are you thinking about how great your hair is again?" Tilly interrupted, to which I stuck out my tough to.

"No, of course not my dear Tilly. Why, you think it's great?" I smirked at her as she blushed,

"No, I don't. I like red haired boys."

Ouch. That hurted, since I was 50% away from being a red haired boy.

"Aw, come on! You know you love my-"

"James!"

I turned around and saw my little sister, who I swear I'll protect from all bad things in life, like horrible books and dates with a certain Malfoy.

"Hi Lily, what's up?" I said and ruffled her hair,

"James! I just got May to fix it! Arrgh!" She screamed and stuck her tough out.

"Oh, is it a family-thing to stuck out toughs, James?" Tilly laughed from behind me, whish I ignored.

"Sorry, Lily. What do you want?"

"Nothing. I'll just ask Marie instead! Ha!" She said, smirked (oh she spends way to much time with that Malfoy-kid) and ran of to Marie and J.T, leaving Tilly and me alone.

...

"So… How are you?" I asked him, trying to start a conversation.
Do you know how hard it is to start a conversation with someone who you barely talked to, and you've been in the same House as him for what, 6 years?

"Uh… I'm good, you?"

"Pretty much the same, you know…"

"Yeah…"

..

I mean, come on! How hard can it be to have a normal conversation with someone. I mean, we're not friends or anything, but…

...

"What do you think of this dance-thing?"
James looked up at me and laughed,

"Well, I can't say I'll be the best dancer there, but it's a pretty good idea to have a Christmas dance, you know."
I nodded and laughed with him
"Yeah, I totally agree!" He gave me a look, and said

"I didn't think you where that fun and all… but you are." He smiled at me and we continued our way down to the Great Hall.

....

"Good night J.T. Sweet dreams!"

"Yeah, g'night James…"

That's how every day ends. And 5 seconds later, J.T sleeps…

Yeah. Told yah so! Hahahah!
Maybe I should get some sleep… I rolled over to my left, and lay there trying to sleep. It didn't work.
Sigh.
Maybe right is a better sleeping position tonight?

No, apparently not.
OK, how about a resume of the day, inside my head?
Yeah, that will work, even Dumbledore would sleep through that…

So, when Tilly and I got down to the Great Hall, after an hour of slow walking, small chatting quality time. We ate breakfast, and went to Potions.
The whole day went perfectly fine, actually…
Mmh, I feel sleepy…

...

"Come on, Tilly, hurry up!"

"You go ahead, I'm right behind you!"

"I won't leave without you, I-"

he was cut out by a loud crash from the right, he turned, he ducked…
he ducked too late.

"JAMES!"

I woke up, scared to death. Where was James?

I hurried out of bed, rushed out of my room, down the stairs, into the common room, up the boys stairs, door nr 2…

"JAMES!" I threw the 6th year-boys door open with a load bang.

"AAH!" Three different male voices screamed back, but I ignored them, and rushed over to the second bed, nearest the window…

"JAMES!"

"Uh… hi, Tilly?" He yawned and sat up in his bed, ruffling his already messy hair.

"What time is it?"

"How did you get in here?"

"Who ARE you?"

"It's Tilly, you motherfucker!"

"Oh… Hello Tilly!"

"Pete, go back to sleep…"

"Guys, shut up!" I yelled, and the boys shut up. Ha.

"James, are you all right?"

"Yeah… I guess… why?" He asked me suspiciously, and yawned again.
"Uh… I thought you were… uh, never mind…" I could feel my cheeks getting hotter, damn it Tilly, get a grip on yourself!
"OK… whatever, can I go back to sleep now?"
"Uh… yeah, I'll just… uh, yeah…"

I backed away from his bed, with my deep-red face (damn), and ran for the door.

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Yepp. That's chapter TWO, people!
How are you doing? It's been a while since I was on here, but now I am. He he.
Anyway! So, what did you think of this chapter?

Weird? Yeah, I think so too. But I'm going to put the blame on the last week, which… wasn't my best week this far, so yeah.
Review? Nex chapter will be better, I promies.