Author's Note: Sorry it has been more than a week since my last update. I went out of town to Joliet, Illinois with my church so I have not been home for the last week. I really enjoyed writing me last chapter so I hope that you all had fun reading it. So here is my next chapter.
Charmed Love Chapter 6
September 8
Lunch
Well, I really don't know what I was thinking a day ago. My only possible conclusion was that when I had fallen down earlier that day I must have hit my head somehow. But I know now that I definitely do not fancy James Potter. At all! I am not sure if I even have any kind, civil feelings towards that boy.
Ugh, Men! You can't live with them. Hate to think that I physically would not be here if a man had not been involved, so I mean that in the most literal sense. But I think that I could comfortably live without them most of the time. I do grudgingly concede that when they act like idiots (which is about 85% of the time!) that they are indeed fun to laugh at. But other than providing for the occasional amusement, I don't understand why God had to create them.
You are now probably wondering what could have possibly happened yesterday that could make me so vehemently dislike the male population of the entire freaking world. Well, let me tell you, James Potter is what happened.
I went through the day of the "date" very excited about it. I couldn't wait to see James again. He was almost like a drug to me. When he was around I felt happy and content. And when he was somewhere else all I could think about was where he was and when I might see him again. That day was the longest I have experienced in a long time. I changed my mind many times about what I would wear. I finally decided that I was going to wear my green polo shirt and new jean skirt that I had picked up before I had come to Hogwarts that year. I was going to fix my hair into a French braid that Beth says looks very good on me. When I think about those thoughts it almost makes me feel sick to my stomach how obsessed I was about the whole ordeal.
Anyways, back to my story.
I had told Beth and Alice that I couldn't try out that new beauty spell with them that night because I was going to be meeting with James Potter. They had not really been paying attention to me, but when I said this both of their heads snapped to look at me faster than I would have thought possible.
They oddly enough didn't say anything very suggestive about that. So I told them, in the most matter-of-fact matter I could manage, that I might like James Potter. That didn't even earn me a ring of I-told-you-so. Alice just gave me a really big hug, while I swear I heard Beth mutter "about time" under her breath, but you can never be too sure with Beth. I then excused myself because I had not wanted to be late for my "date" with James Potter.
On the short walk to the Head's common room, I decided that if James wanted to ask me out on a official date that I was going to say yes to him. "After all a date is the perfect way for me to determine if I do, in fact, like him." I mumbled to myself as I reached the large wooden door.
I took a deep breath, and pushed the door open. I could not believe what I saw. I was roughly awakened to the cold, hard reality that James Potter is a womanizer. I heard the rumors, but I like to think that I am above believing everything that is said in a rumor, but could no longer ignore that fact. For what I saw was James standing by our, no the window seat with this tall, leggy, strawberry blonde woman plaster to his body.
Note: My nerves were already stretched bowstring taunt. Witnessing this scene literally made my reasoning snap and flee my body.
"What the bloody hell do you think that you are doing here, James Potter?" I said probably louder than was actually necessary, but I am not sure that I had much control over myself at that point. I also know that I makes me seem really pathetic, but whenever I am really angry or embarrassed, I start to cry. I could already feel the salt start to burn my eyes.
"Lily!" James said in a startled voice. He obviously had not realized that it was so close to 7:30, otherwise he would not have been kissing what's-her-face. "This is not what you think it is, Lily."
"It is exactly what I think it is. What else could it possibly be?" I asked my voice cracking twice. I could literally feel the tears building up in my eyes. "And I am really disappointed because I never had believed the rumors, and I had figured that if they were true that you had finally changed. Well, I guess that I was wrong. For not believing those rumors and then for thinking that you could ever grow up. You really had me fooled. I fell for all of it." The truth of my words hit me in the chest like a wrecking ball. I realize I had fallen for James Potter because otherwise it would not feel like my heart had just been ripped out and tossed on the floor.
"Lily, please let me explain…" James started to say, looking really annoyed that I was jumping to conclusions that he felt were wrong. He was walking towards me, but I didn't want to be within 35 feet of him.
"Stay away from me. I don't want to talk to you, I don't know if I can talk to you. I really thought that you had changed, that you had the compassity to change. I guess that I was just chasing after moonbeams with that hope. I seems so me that you can't change." I said at the point of hysterics. Damn, I was starting to cry. Why did God curse me with the inclination to cry when I am very angry? It just really makes me feel pathetic.
"Lily," James started to say again. He was probably just trying to tell me that I was wrong and that it was not his idea to be kissing that girl. A tale that under different circumstances I might have believed. James is much too available for his own good.
"I have to go." I said in a strangled voice because I was determined not to let him see me lose all control and start sobbing in front of him, which I knew was going to happen tonight. Most girls, like maybe Alice or Beth, would be able to sweep out of the room without tripping and hurting themselves or anything around them. I, unfortunately, am not like most girls, so when I was 'sweeping' out of the room, I bumped into a table. This caused a tray of crackers and 2 glasses of pumpkin juice to splatter all over the floor.
My initial reaction was that he had been ready, even over-prepared, for our date/meeting. Maybe he had been waiting for me when whoever-she-is came in and cornered him. Maybe he was not lying- No brain, stop it right there. You are right, and James is lying. Don't get your hoped up over the impossibility that James was telling the truth.
I was about to pick up the mess when I thought, "Why should I." Right now it was just another unfriendly reminder of what might have been.
I left the mess and walked out of the room. I went straight up to my bed and sat down on the edge. I had to move my copy of Twilight off of the bed, so I threw it unceremoniously to the floor. Right now I did not want to read about all of the romantic moments that I knew to be in there. It was just another painful reminder that this evening had been horrible. I had made the mistake of falling for James Potter, and now I was dealing with the consequences.
Now I was going to focus on me, the things that I wanted for me and no one else.
Get the Best grades of the year. (I'll beat you Potter, if it is the last thing that I do)
Become an auror so I can kick stupid Voldemort's ass.
Hand out with my friends as much that is possible
Find a way to perform My Head Girl duties without talking to Potter at all or as little as possible. (Not sure how well this is going to work out, but I have to give it a try)
Lastly, but probably the most important… Forget James Potter.
Before I went to sleep that night I heard from downstairs "I can't believe that everything could be ruined in on night.
I agree, Potter.
I completely agree.
Author's Note: Okay probably sake to say that this chapter was not what you had been expecting. But after I had written that last chapter I thought that I might have been moving too fast. I originally had not even planned to have James kiss her in that last chapter, but when I had gotten to that moment it just seemed to perfect. But then I realized that I wanted them not to get together quite so fast, so I had to write this chapter. I pained me to do so, but I thought for the sake of the story that I had to.
Sorry if I had you hopes up after that last chapter.
Please review, I want to know your thoughts. They mean more to me than gold.
Love Allison