Joyce shook her head as she walked to the Ravenclaw common room with Jess, Alex and Lysander. She couldn't believe that Remus talked about her at home! What if he liked her? What would she do if he asked her out? Joyce blushed at the thought, then touched her cheek. Why was she blushing? Did she like him? What was going on with her?
Joyce set her papers on the library desk. She took her quill and ink bottle out, sat down, and started reviewing her Charms notes from 5th year. Professor Flitwick had heavily hinted that everything they'd seen in OWL year might be on their NEWTs. She quickly cast the subject aside; Charms was, after Astronomy, easily her best subject. She had to work on her worst subjects. Groaning, she took out her Transfiguration notes. She was bloody rubbish at this subject. Staring at her notes, her eyes unfocused, she started thinking about tonight's stars. Would she be able to see them from her dorm, or would she have to borrow James's Cloak?
"Hey Joyce, what are you working on?" said a voice from far, far away. Startled, Joyce's hands went flying everywhere and knocked her ink bottle over. It spilt over all her Transfiguration notes.
"What in the name of Merlin's most baggy Y-fronts-!" yelped the girl. Looking up, she saw Remus's shocked face. Blushing, Joyce looked away. She started to attemp to mop up the mess, but a scarred hand stopped her from spreading the ink further.
"Wait, I'll do it," smiled Remus gently, not noticing the faint blush spreading over Joyce's cheeks as he touched her hand.
"O-okay," stammered the Ravenclaw. She watched as the hazel-haired boy took his wand out and muttered, "Scourgify!"
All the ink seemed to be scooped up into Remus's wand until he picked up the bottle and poured the liquid back inside it. Smiling, he stowed his wand in his robes. Mesmerized by his smile, Joyce blurted out "Lysander said that you talked a lot about me at your home" before she could stop herself. Remus's eyes widened and he blushed.
"Well... I guess so..." he paused for a moment, and Joyce assumed he was looking for a good excuse. "I talk about you because you're my best mate's sister," he said, still blushing.
Hello everyone! So, I've never really taken the time to introduce myself and tell you how I came up with this fic. It's just that in the Potter lineage, it feels like there are no girls whatsoever, so I decided to transpose someone I know *cough* myself *cough* as James's sister.
As for introducing myself, here goes: My name is Caroline, I'm a teenager (not gonna say how old ;) ), I actually live in France, but I was born in the USA.
(Here, I usually start singing "Born in the USA" by Bruce Springsteen, shout-out to him, one of my favorite singers of ALL TIME.
My favorite band is The Beatles. I suppose I'm going to have them appear in this fic more than once, so if you like them, be on the lookout ;)
So that's about it, there's nothing more I'd like to say, except if you want to chat, I'm more than willing to :)
Of course, Rate&Review if you'd please! *puppy eyes*
I do hope you like my fiction :) 3
