Of Babbling & Fluttering

A/N Ello All! I am trying my best to update ASAP but you know, Life is hectic so please don't worry if I take a while. I am really sorry it took me ages. But with life, and writer's blocks, I just hadn't got time.

Aw and just a little note, I think I have contradicted myself a bit with Tammy's dad, he is Colin Creevy's younger brother Dennis. I assume he was in Gryffindor but I recently realized in chapter two I said he was in Huffflepuff. Oops.

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CHAPTER FOUR: OF PIXIE STEPS

I believe that Herbology is a great place for self discovery. Surrounded by all that plant life, it's just soothing. Not that I'm any good at Herbology or anything, I just find it calming. But I think Professor Longbottom though that I spend most of the lesson staring into space.

"Creevey, could you please demonstrate for us step three." He instructed me from the front of the class.

Aleshia nudged me in the ribs as I looked round clueless. Everyone had their leaves all ready to be skinned, but mine sat on the bench untouched.

"Urm," I began but Professor Longbottom interrupted me.

"I can see you haven't been paying attention, please try to from now on." He then carried on the directions to the rest of class.

I felt like yelling at him that I was on the verge of a spiritual breakthrough but I held my tongue.

I actually was on the border of an epiphany though. Even though sometimes I am convinced my life sucks, I actually have it pretty good. But I am striving for more- yes that sounds very philosophical. And Albus is in that fairytale family, who spends their spare time ridding the world of evil, is trying to break free of his shell. So I have come to the conclusion that our souls are yearning for each other, but reality is putting up barriers. I plan on breaking these barriers at our 'study date' this afternoon.

Oh Merlin – this afternoon! I glanced up the clock partially hidden by vines on the wall. Barely a few minutes until the last class of the day finished. Then I'm going to run up to our dorm and assemble a spin on the mundane uniform that just screams trapped exotic goddess. He won't be able to resist me.

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How the heck did I end up being late? It's not like I tripped over more than three times getting to my dorm. I made sure I looked appropriate in the mirror very quickly so how come I am speed walking down the corridor to library almost ten minutes late? As I turned the corner into the library I decided to blame it on the creepy looking kid across the hall. Yes he must've done something I comforted myself.

Albus was sitting at a table in the transfiguration section. My cheeks were stained with red as I very gracefully slipped into the seat across from him.

"Sorry I'm late." I said quickly as he looked up.

He gave me a small smile and pushed a pile of textbooks across to me.

"I got these for you." He offered.

NAW! He is just so cute. I could feel my lips 'doing their thing' so I bit down hard on them after thanking him.

He looked back down at his already opened book. I allowed myself to gaze at him for a few moments before opening a book that he had given to me.

I stared at the page for a minute or two but I was too nervous to study so I looked up and around the area. Towering bookshelves enclosed most of the section and there was only a few other tables. I noticed the only occupied one was taken by Malfoy and Weasley.

Great. I could not stop getting the fantasy of going over a chopping off that reddish brown mop making Weasley look like a disgruntled pixie. The look on her face would be priceless.

But back to the situation at hand, charming the wits out of Albus.

"So, I was – surprised – when you asked me out." I queried flicking aimlessly through 'Oops! That's not supposed to be there!'.

"Out? This is a date?" he jolted up looking like a deer in the headlights.

Crap. I mentally kicked myself. Why the hell do I interpret everything he does as everlasting adoration towards me? I mean, even now a scenario is playing out in my head where he takes me in arms and asks me to be his 'forever girl'. Excuse me while I gag in self humiliation.

"Urm, I just assumed so." I stuttered, "I mean, why not?" I finished slightly defiantly.

Albus looked round wildly trying to sum up an answer, his eyes settling on the happy couple in the corner one too many a time.

He muttered a bunch of incoherent words to his feet then gave his best 'Hogwart's Sweetheart' looks.

"I guess I did have some romantic motive."

I just tried to stop the smile from creeping onto my face.

"You are really cryptic you know?" I said.

"You're no Junior Dragon fun maze either." He pointed out.

I threw my hands up in defeat. This current discussion was going nowhere.

We studied in silence for almost twenty minutes until Weasley and Malfoy came over to say goodbye, Rose very deliberately ignoring me. Bitch.

"Bye Rosie!" I yelled out as they walked away.

Albus stifled a laugh as the librarian came over to shush me.

"Sorry about Rose." He said reaching out and laying his hand over mine. I spontaneously combusted.

"She's trying to look out for me." His emerald eyes shone meeting my confused brown ones.

"Yeah, I'm, I'm sure she's not trying to be mean." I gulped trying not to drool in happiness at our hands resting together on the table.

The conversation slowly steered away from homework and I found it hard to keep from leaping across the table to give him a big smacker on the lips. C'mon Tam, this is your chance! He is sitting there, close in range and alone.

I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again as my pulse raced dangerously. My internal pep talk didn't really seem to be working and I was running out of time. I had already shot and missed several times now and I reckoned this was my last try. I readjusted my position and tried to channel all the confidence I had to make this last blow the hardest. The time was now.

"So, define us?" I started cautiously. "I mean, are we like are we dating, a couple, or just study buddies?"

He stared at me for what seemed forever before answering.

"Why should I go out without go out without you?" he smirked.

I furrowed my brow together annoyed. How the hell could he sound like a jackass and an angel at the same time?

"Well you need to spice up your life." I retaliated, "Just look at your complection, you need some vitamin D."

"In the form of the sunny Miss Tammitha Creevey?"

"For all you know I could be the most wonderful, spectacular person in to enter your life and you might never get to treat yourself to my company because you're acting frigid."

He just raised his eyebrows doubtfully.

"I mean," I started again; "We're young. Hogwarts is supposed to be the time of our lives – we are supposed to enjoy it – together."

Albus sat back while still somehow keeping our hands connected with a perplexed look on his face. He then stood up all of the sudden.

"Ok."

"Ok what?" I gaped as he picked up his books.

"Well" he began, "We can test it out. We are on the fence, one lean in the right direction we are together, one in the other we'll fall off without a chance of getting back on."

My brain hummed with effort. "So…" I began.

"I like you. I admit it, there is something endearing about you." He grinned putting a finger under my chin.

"So baby steps?" I asked.

"More like pixie steps." He grinned. "So, we will just go with the flow. See what happens." Then with a whirl of his robes he walked out.

"That is very complicated!" I called out after him but stayed seated ignoring the Librarian's warnings.

Albus Severus Potter was a very obscure teenager I decided. Resting my head on the pile of books I beamed at the memory of our hands touching. I was so close. There is no real substantive reason I am besotted with the Potter boy, it's just whenever I'm around him my emotions go skew ire in the greatest way ever. And he shall be mine.

A/N Okay, hope that wasn't too bad! While proof reading it I found Tammy a bit selfish. Please tell me what you think. Because if people don't review I get discouraged then I won't update. So don't delay, review today!

Chapter Five: Of Confusing Impulses

I sunk to the floor, amongst discarded clothes and various junk in complete ecstasy. It was just utter bliss, not quite perfect but still made my insides squirm just thinking about it. And almost the greatest thought that it could, would happen again. Many, many, many times.