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Anyways, here is chapter number two, I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 2: What the fuck?

Bailey's P.O.V.

Typically, I was a happy person. Mornings were my exception.

"Bai, get up. Bai, get up. Bai, get up. If you don't get up I'm going to kick you," Rose Weasley, my so-called best friend, threatened me. "Bailey, I'm not kidding." She was so kidding. "Please, don't make me do it." She wouldn't do it. "Whatever, you asked for this." If anything I thought she'd kick my leg softly. I was not expecting her to kick me in the ribs, about are hard as she could.

I let out a groan and flipped myself over so I was on my back. "Wow, thanks for that one," I mumbled. I rubbed the spot that she kicked and looked up at her. "One day, I'm going to die, and they're going to figure out, that that kick was the reason for my death." It really hadn't hurt that much, but I was well known to exaggerate. I maneuvered myself, so my back was up against the wall and I rubbed my eyes. "Yesterday, you threw that pillow at me and nearly gave me a concussion, and now you're trying to break my ribs. Honestly, Rosie I didn't know you hated me so much."

"I'm sorry, but maybe if you had stayed awake the other three times I woke you up then I wouldn't have had to do that," she said with her arms crossed. "And in my opinion I did you a favor. Fred wanted to put you in the backyard, and let the rain wake you up, and Hugo and Louis were quick to agree with him. I had to talk them out of it."

"It's raining," I said enthusiastically while looking out the window. I jumped up, "It's raining! This is the first time it's rained all summer!" I loved the rain. I loved everything about the rain. I loved the smell, I loved the feel, I loved the sound, I loved everything about it.

She laughed, probably at how childish I was acting, "Well since you're finally up, are you going to spend the rest of the day in your pajamas, or are you going to actually get dressed?"

I shrugged, "I guess I'll get dressed." Rose left her room, and closed the door behind her. After a few more seconds of staring out the window, I started getting changed. Once I was done I walked out of Rose's bedroom and into her living room where everyone seemed to be.

Teddy Lupin sat in a chair with his arms wrapped around his fiancée and Rose's cousin, Victoire Weasley. Victoire's younger sister, Dominique, sat against the wall with the younger Weasley, Molly. The younger brother of Victoire and Dominique, Louis, was sitting on the couch with Fred. Fred's little sister, Roxanne, sat with her back up against the back of the couch with Rose's little brother Hugo. Rose sat in the spot on the couch not taken up by Louis or Fred. And the youngest Weasley, Lucy, was lying on the floor coloring. The only people missing were the Potters.

"So I guess someone decided to wake up?" Fred teased as I sat on the floor near the side of the couch Rose was sitting on. "Did Rosie tell you about our plan?" He beckoned to himself and Louis.

I looked at the two boys, "The one where you put me outside and let the rain wake me up?" With them, plus James Potter, I honestly never knew which scheme they were referring too. They came up with them left and right, sure most of them they never actually went through with, but there still were too many to keep track of. "Or did you guys whip something else up?"

They smirked at each other and I looked up at Rose for some kind of explanation. "You know them. They're always laughing and snickering about weird things. It's probably just one of those things."

"You obviously haven't been listening to a thing they've said," Dominique spoke up without even glancing our way. "That's quite unlike you, usually you tune into everything."

I smiled, "Rose, what has you so acting so distracted?" That was just me joking around with her. I knew exactly what had her so unfocused. It was Scorpius Malfoy. Although she wouldn't admit it, she had fallen for his charm. Every time they spoke he left her outright scrambled, and she had used many excuses to talk to him. Even if she did want to talk to him just to see if he had better marks than she did, but there were these times when she claimed she needed to borrow his notes even though her and I both knew how little she needed the notes.

She shot me a glare as he face flushed. I could hear her telling me, 'Shut up now, or else.' I backed off, but not before Victoire caught on, "Rosie, what aren't you telling us?" Rose shot me another glare, this time it said something more along the lines of, 'See what you did? What do I tell her?'

A few others, mainly the girls, chimed in with things like, "You're keeping a secret from us," or "Why can Bailey know, but not us?' And other things like that.

I shrugged my shoulders. I was going to attempt to try and save her from telling her secret, but before I could we all turned our heads towards the dining room where we could hear greetings being exchanged. Soon after James, Albus, and Lily Potter walked into the living area. Nobody made a huge fuss over it, but it did get the attention away from Rose. The three Potters said a few hellos each and found a seat. Lily sat with Hugo and Roxanne, James kind of sat on Fred and Louis, which made Rose move to the floor next to me, and Albus joined Rose and I.

After we exchanged hellos Albus looked at me with the same look I had been getting from Rose and her mother all week. The exact look that I always dreaded getting. It was a look of sympathy, but I didn't need anyone's sympathy. "Has your mom-"

"Gotten any better? No." I said a bit snappish. I didn't want to sound rude, it was just I didn't like talking about my mom. Not one bit. I softened my tone and went on, "And if you don't mind I'd rather not talk about it. I'd rather talk about anything other than that actually."

He half-smiled and nodded, "So what do you want for your birthday? It's coming up you know."

"Al, do you really think she'd forget about her own birthday?" Rose asked while laughing softly.

I gave a laugh too, but in reality I hadn't thought about my birthday at all. I never really cared about my birthday; it seemed like too much of a hassle to make a big deal out of my birthday. Especially, when there were so many other things that I could be wasting my energy with. "You guys don't have to get me anything. It's not a big deal."

"Fine," Al said with a hint of aggravation in his voice, "we won't get you anything. But don't blame us when you're stuck with no presents on your birthday." He sounded believable, but at the same time it didn't sound right. He sounded almost as if he had wanted me to answer the way I answered, but I didn't think anything of it. He dropped the subject without another word, "So get this. James tells me-"

Suddenly our group of three had become a group of six, with James, Fred and Louis sitting with us. "Al, what were you saying?" James asked with his arm around Al. They exchanged strange glances like they were having some sort of brotherly mind conversation.

"Nothing you'd be interested in," the younger Potter answered nonchalantly.

"I think that's up for me to decide." They still hadn't broken their stare, and it was getting weird. But I guess that's what I got for having the friends I had.

After about five minutes of James and Albus having that weird staring thing, Fred and Louis talking amongst themselves, and Rose and I sharing a few words like, "What're they talking about?" Rose finally spoke up, "What's up with you two? This is weird even for you."

"Nothing," the Potter boys spoke together.

The next few hours that passed were filled with things such as Fred, Louis, and James, talking about all the pranks they had planned for Hogwarts, Victoire and Teddy snogging quite a bit, Molly and Dominique kept to themselves for the most part except for when they were being asked questions, Roxanne, Hugo, and Lily, alternated from hanging around Fred, Louis, and James and Rose, Albus, and I. Little Lucy didn't pay much attention to any of us, she spent most of the time just doing her own thing. I noticed that James was kind of acting weird throughout all of it, but I didn't bother to point it out because I didn't think he'd tell me what was going on with him.

"Can we go outside?" I suggested. I had wanted to go outside while it was raining, but that idea was shot down. It stopped raining, so I figured might as well try. It wouldn't be the same as going out in the rain, but it'd still work for me.

Al liked the idea but Rosie did not. We spent a few minutes begging and then Al said, "Okay, well you can stay here then. Bai and I will go for a walk."

"We'll come," I heard James say from the other side of the room. I didn't understand how everyone could hear our conversation, but I was never able to hear anyone else's conversation.

I turned to Rose, "You have to come now."

"Why is that?" I wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or if she was being serious.

"Because, I can handle Albus, but the four of them together. That- that isn't a situation I want to be in. They might permanently paint my face blue, or something. I don't want that happening. Do you want that happening?"

She laughed, "It does sound kind of amusing."

"Rosie, please don't let that happen." I was being way more dramatic than I needed to be.

"We aren't that bad," Louis called out, "I'm slightly offended that you think we are." He pouted at me for whatever reason.

"You know I love you guys, it's just I'm still traumatized from the last time I was left you three. My eyebrows took three weeks to grow back. I don't want to lose my eyebrows again. Please don't blow off my eyebrows again." I looked back at Rose, "Please come with us."

This time Fred said something, "What if we promise to leave your eyebrows alone?"

I ignored his question continued to ask Rose if she would come with. She sighed, that's when I knew she was coming with. "I guess if you really need me to, I'll come."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." Have I yet mentioned how over dramatic I was? Because I was over dramatic.

After telling all the adults that we were going for a walk we left. It was really humid outside, and I could feel my hair frizzing up, but I didn't care because it still smelled like rain. What does James do once we get outside? Take off his shirt. That boy had serious issues with clothing, and I really didn't understand it. I didn't complain though, he was- well let's face it, he was very attractive. But I would not admit that out loud.

We walked to a field that wasn't too far from Rose's house. When there we really just started acting like teenagers. James, Fred, Louis, and Albus spent most of the time daring each other to do stupid things, like climb a tree only using your legs, needless to say none of them could to it, and other things like that. Rose and I laughed at them, and mostly talked about Hogwarts, but then that annoying little subject of boys had to come up.

"Are you and Albus getting back together?"

I shook my head, "Or if we are Al forgot to tell me."

"I'm being serious."

"No Al and I are not getting back together. We are just friends and it's going to stay that way." The whole Albus and I dating thing put a damper on our friendship which was more important to me. And when we broke up it took longer than it should have for us to be able to talk like we had before we dated. I didn't want to go through that again, so I wasn't about to date one of my closest friends. "What's happening with you and Scorpius?"

Her face turned pink, "What're you talking about? There's nothing going on between Scorpius and I." I raised an eyebrow, she wasn't telling me something. I could tell by the sound of her voice. "I mean Scorpius didn't kiss me at the end of the year or anything."

"He kissed you!" I yelled probably louder than I should have, but it turned out alright because the boys were off doing something idiotic so they couldn't hear us. I quieted my voice, "He kissed you? He kissed you and you're just telling me this now?"

Her face had turned from pink to beat red, "Well, yeah. I didn't know what to think of it. It was the night when I had gone to the library to put back my books, and well he was there. He was being annoying as usual and then suddenly he was kissing me. We were kicked out of the library."

"Why didn't you tell me? This is the kind of information I love to get a hold of. Did you like it?"

"Did I like it? I don't know."

"I think you do know, but you just don't want to say anything."

I didn't think was possible but her face became even redder. "What do you mean?"

I explained to her how obvious it was that she liked him. Of course she denied that. Our conversation went on like that for five minutes when Rose refused to talk about it anymore. Then our conversation went to the topic of school. It stayed on that for twenty minutes or so and was interrupted by the boys coming over to us. Surprisingly they didn't look very dirty.

"Can you do a cartwheel?" Fred asked. He wasn't specific about who he was talking to, so I assumed he was talking to Rose. Neither Rose or I said anything so he asked again, "Can you do a cartwheel?"

"Who are you talking to?" Rose asked.

"Either one of you it doesn't matter." Louis answered.

Rose shook her head no and the boys looked toward me. "Can you?" One of them said, but I wasn't pay close enough attention to know which one.

Why do they need to know if I can do a cartwheel or not? I asked myself. "I can, why?"

"Teach us," a voice that sounded like James, but could've been any one of them demanded.

"Teach you? I don't know how to teach someone to do a cartwheel."

"Try."

I looked at Rose hoping she'd say something, but she didn't. I shrugged my shoulders, and got ready to do a cartwheel. Why am I doing this? I probably should of taken the fact that the ground was still very muddy and slippery into account because midway through my cartwheel I felt myself falling. And with a thud I was down.

I didn't know who but someone had picked me up, and was carrying me. I opened my eyes a bit to see that it was James. "James, I can walk." I wasn't lying. I could walk, if they had given me a minute to just lie in the ground and understand what had happened I would've gotten up and I would've been fine. He didn't put me down, so I guessed that he couldn't hear me. "James, I can walk," this time I was louder.

This time I knew he could hear me because he looked down at me, but instead of putting me down, he just looked at me. And then he kissed me. And then he dropped me. What the fuck? Is the only thought that was running through my head.

I opened my eyes to see James, Fred, Louis, Albus, and Rose all leaning over me. "What the fuck?" I thought out loud. I was still in the field. In the same spot I had fallen.

"Okay, good she's not dead," Louis said with a sigh of relief.

"No, I'm not dead, now what just happened?" This was one of the very few times when I actually tried to hide how freaked out I really was. I would freak out over the smallest things, but when it came to actual things to freak out over I always tried to contain myself.

"You were out for at least five minutes," Rose told me.

I looked at James and my stomach did a flip. So that was a dream? I just dreamt of James Sirius Potter kissing me? What the fuck? I sat up and felt the back of my head, there was a bump, not a big one but it was noticeable. I didn't know what to make of the situation. "Is it dinner time?" I asked as I stood myself. My clothes stuck to my back because of the wetness and the muddiness of the ground.

Rose laughed at me, "I'm sure mom has something cooking. Might be done by the time we get back."

Rose was right; dinner was done when we got back. Of course I had to get changed first I didn't want to get the furniture dirty. Dinner conversation was friendly and fun. People made jokes, and it was a very light-hearted atmosphere. Then came the time when everyone had to leave. We all said our good-byes, when I said good-bye to James I purposely didn't give him a hug, just because I felt weird about the whole dream thing.

I didn't stay up too late. I pretty much crashed on Rose's floor right after the last family left. Actually I didn't even really sleep. I just lied there for a while thinking.

That dream didn't mean anything, right?

I don't know how I feel about this chapter. I mean, I'm happy, but not happy with it. But I promised myself I'd have it up today, so here it is. Even though I'm having mixed feelings I hope you just like it.

I haven't edited this chapter at all, so yeah. And please disregard the chapter title. I didn't know what to call it, and I didn't want to leave it blank, and I was kind of like 'Hey she says it a few times in this chapter.' So that's why it's that.

Anyway I'd like to know what you think, so please leave a review.

And well, have a good day.