pairing: James/Lucy
prompt: waiting
Jamesandlucy. jamesandlucy. Lucy and JAMES.
It meshes so well in her mind that she doesn't care that they share the same gene pool. Until one day she's in the loo minding her own businesss, fluffing auburn curls, when two sixth year girls walk in. She doesn't say anything as they continue their gossiping all the way to the stalls.
She rolls her large gray eyes when they keep talking; gossiping through lav stalls. She doesn't pay attention until his name is mentioned.
"Did you hear about Miranda and James Potter?" a nasal voice says, and Lucy recognizes it as belonging to Anotonia Valentine- an ex-girlfriend of Louis'.
"Miranda Jones? That muggle born girl in Ravenclaw?" Says another voice, and she doesn't know it, but assumes it to be either Caroline or Katie (the girls who usually hung around Antonia)
"Yes her, so apparently she asked him out - basically threw herself at him really, it was pathetic - and guess what he said, guess!" Antonia gushed, cackling.
"What?" She's pretty sure it's Katie now. "What happened Annie?"
No, Lucy begs. Please don't say what happened, please don't tell her. Please don't say because Lucy already knows what happened. It's James - and James Potter made it quite clear through rumours and lipstick smudges on every collar of every shirt he owns that he plays the game - and has the high score.
"He turned her down!" Antonia squeals, and claps her hand in that excited girly way that Roxanne sometimes does.
Lucy smiles, and wipes the rest of the water on her skirt. She shrugs at herself in the mirror, runs a hand through her fringe one last time and strides out, smiling to herself.