"Hey Princess" James grinned, taking his seat beside his girlfriend. He loosened his tie and rang his fingers through his tangled hair. "So…do you want to come over to my dorm tonight?" He asked, taking her hand in his.
Val looked up at him finally, taking her reading glasses off her nose, placing them on the table and pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. "What do you want to do?" She asked curiously.
"Hint: It may involves pillows and a blanket" He wiggled his eyebrows, grazing his lips on her knuckles. Val's eyes widened with happiness and an almost childlike innocence. "Merlin, ARE WE MAKING A FORT!" Val's shouted, a few students staring at her.
"…No" James smirked and playfully rolled his eyes. "So are you planning on trying out for Quidditch this year? It would making me really happy if you did, you were my-our little good luck charm last year Ria"
"I have a question. Why do you call me Ria? Everyone calls me Val – Luna, Rose, Teddy, Fred, even Scorp. But you never fail to call me Ria." Val questioned "Well actually, that's not true, there is the occasional 'Peaches', 'Doll' and 'Princess'" Val laughed as she counted the nicknames off her fingers.
James shrugged.
"I don't know, I like it. It suits you. It's beautiful. But back to Quidditch. Are you playing?" He asked quickly. "Yeah, I don't think this year will be that different from last year. You'll still be a chaser. Although you're Quidditch captain this year. Are you excited?"
James blushed slightly "Yeah, kind of. My family was really happy. They all love Quidditch. Especially my mum and dad, and my uncle"
Ginny, Ron and Harry smirked to each other. "Dad was even a Gryffindor seeker, like you. Although despite his bragging. I don't think he'd be as good as you" Harry scoffed slightly, earning him a glare from Draco.
"Something to say Potter?"
"No, Malfoy. But I must ask, Are you sure, that your daughter is all that good. I mean you were never able to get close to the snitch. Apples don't fall far from the tree"
McGonagall frowned and quickly introduced herself to the conversation. "Mr Potter, Miss Malfoy, rarely loses the game for Gryffindor, and the few times that she has have been because of her being with Madam Pomphrey or Robyn Hawken."
"Who's Robyn Hawken Professor?" Hermione asked. McGonagall looked to Astoria for confirmation. The brunette nodded, eyeing the other four adults with her and her husband.
"She's the new official guidance counsellor. Students can go to her if they need to talk or need to relax for a bit"
"Why does Valeria need to go see a guidance counsellor?" Ron asked. Draco, stepped towards the ginger "Weasley, mind your own bus…" Before Draco could finish his sentence, Astoria gripped his arms, raising his eyebrows.
With a worried look at his wife, Draco went back to his previous position. "Valeria has a lot of anxiety. She sometimes lets it get a bit out of control"