Author's Note: I just want to thank all of you who have reviewed my story. It really means so much to me that you take the time to tell me what you think about what I am writing. Anyways here comes part 2 of the "depressing interlude."

I also wanted to do the stupid disclaimer thing…So here it goes….I do not own James or Lily or any of the other characters directly taken from the best-selling series Harry Potter. I really wish that I did own them because I would totally have written the series about them instead.

Enjoy the nest chapter. Sorry about it being so short. Like I said without James they are just not as much fun to write.

Charmed Love Chapter 8

September 15

Ancient Runes

The key for getting through these monotonous days at Hogwarts is to just stay really busy. I find that when you are activity doing something it leaves little time to daydream. Because when you are day dreaming you have no control over what you think about. So therefore if I leave little time to have free time, I will not be able to think about other things, and in my current state of mind I believe that would prove very disastrous.

I have not spoken to Potter since that night, and as far as I am concerned, I never intend to talk to him again. You probably think that that will be very difficult for nothing other than our being Head Boy and Head Girl. So I think that I should probably amend that statement. I never intend to talk to Potter about anything that is, or could be remotely considered, a personal topic. So if I will ever have to be his partner in a lab for a class. (And if there is a God out there please do not let this happen. I really don't think that I have the ability to handle that.) Or if we had to have another meeting, but I think that the irony of doing so would probably kill me.

Doesn't my outlook concerning life just look, peachy? *insert sarcasm here*

"Miss Evans, do you need a personal invitation to join the class. Or do I need to take that book away from you, so that you will finally pay attention in my class, where it belongs?" Professor Smittey said snarkily glaring at me from over his coke-bottle glasses. "You of all people should know that you need to pay attention seeing as this is you weakest subject."

Oh My God. Now do you see why I hate his guts so much? I can't believe that he just basically told the whole class that I suck at translating Runes. I have decided that I should ask the girl next to me for help, because she gets really good grades, and I am sure that she hates him too.

"Hey, where are we in this book." I said as I pulled my book out of my bag. "I lost my page marker, and I have no clue at all where we are in this pointless lecture." I said with a smile that at least I hope was friendly. I have not been in the best mood and right now I was not feeling particularly cheerful.

"We are on page 562, at the top of the page. Don't worry about missing anything important, he has just been going on and on about why it is important to identify the region in which it was located in order to correctly translate it. Nothing very new, you can borrow my notes if you want." She said casually leaning over to point it out in her textbook.

"Thanks a whole bunch. You are truly a lifesaver. I really just don't understand this at all, maybe that it because I don't really see how this is going to be useful in my later studies." I said as I moved her notebook so that I could start copying her notes. "By the way my name is Lily, Lily Evans." I added because I don't think that we had ever been properly introduced.

"I knew that, but I am guessing that you told me that because you don't know who I am." She said while giving me a knowing smile to answer to the sheepish smile that I was giving her. "My name is Vanessa, Vanessa Philips, but all my friends call me 'V'; I really don't know how it got started, but it's kind of catchy so I kept it.

I could tell very quickly that we were going to become fast friends. Vanessa is just one of those people who are just really bubbly, and really comfortable in their own skin. I think that I almost envy her for that reason, because sometimes I wish that I could just throw caution in the wind.

We started talking and I thank my lucky starts that I had found her because she was going was going to make my classes in Ancient Runes somewhat better. I got the notes from Vanessa. Her notes are just so much easier to understand as opposed to Smittey's nonsensical rantings.

It was blissful talking to Vanessa because nothing we talked about could in any way have anything to with Potter. Beth has finally got to the point where she doesn't feel the need to constantly bring him up in conversation. Alice, on the other hand, has not as yet grasped the concept that I don't care to hear anything about Potter. She doesn't understand that it doesn't bother me in the slightest if James has not smiled in the past week or so. That every other class period he just does not show up. (Which I have to say I have wondered about too, since he was not sick on said occasion.) That it doesn't bother me if Sirius Black and Remus Lupin have been glaring at me for the past few days.

Alice also had the nerve to point out that even I have been acting different. She says that always, a few minutes into class, I look over to where he is sitting or his empty seat. That I then proceed to look over there ever five minutes. Almost as if when he is not there that if I look over there enough times maybe, just maybe, he will show up.

I sure as hell don't know what she could possibly be talking about. I do not check to see if James Potter is at class or not. I think that she must be imagining things.