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Chapter 20- Room

Ah Elder brothers the bane of most younger siblings existence. James and I had not actually talked in five months of course not including when we had to speak to one another, and I finally found out why during the Summer before my fourth year:

If there was one place in the world I loved more than Hogwarts it was my room at home.

The room was big with half of it on a raised platform, the floors were a dark hardwood and the green walls were plastered were with posters from Star Trek to Quidditch. There were a ton of bookcases and a comfy chair so that I didn't have to be bothered by anyone while reading. My desk was always cluttered with parchment and quills (and the muggle laptop I had). My bed (with black an gray sheets) was big and tucked into a corner of the room by my bathroom and wardrobe.

All in all it was my space away from my prank prone brother and sweet yet scary sister.

So one day I was laying on my bed reading Doctor Who Magazine when my door was slammed open making me fall off of my bed onto the hard floor.

"Bloody Hell!" I exclaimed as I rubbed my sore arm, "Ever hear of knocking, James?"

My Fifteen year old brother scowled at me darkly from where he stood, his dark brown hair was messier than usual falling into his eyes, his muscular arms were crossed against his T-shirt clad chest and he looked ready to strangle something or someone.

"Not my fault you're scared of everything, geek."

I bit my tongue at the clearly meant to hurt insult and stood up, "What do you want?"

James stepped in and had a disgusted look on his face as he looked around at my room.

"Here this came for you," Without any warning he threw a letter at me, his face was sneering, "from one of your little girlfriends."

I really wanted to roll my eyes but I held myself back and looked at the writing and noticed immediately it was from Jill Baskerville.

I grinned at the neat handwriting like I just won a million galleons.

You see I hadn't seen Jill in over a month since she and her family went to America on vacation and she was one of my closest friends so I had the right to miss her.

And she wasn't my girlfriend.

Nope, I had myself a very pretty Ravenclaw named Victoria, I'm quite lucky she's really smart and beautiful and funny and….

Well you get the picture.

I was about to rip open the letter when I realized from my spot on the bed James hadn't moved.

"Thanks, you can go now. I unlike you can read without assistance." I made a sweeping motion with my hand knowing it'd rile him up.

It did.

James paled freckled face went bright red similar to Uncle Ron's when he got angry, and stepped forward his fists clenched.

He opened his mouth to say something but quickly snapped it shut.

How peculiar that.

"What," I smirked, "Tribble got your tongue?"

James looked at me oddly, his face still rather red.

I realized he wouldn't get the Star Trek reference, it was such an old show nowadays, it was even old when my dad was younger. The reason Scorpius ever knew what I was talking about was the fact I forced him to watch the entire original series and the movies with me because he needed to watch something about muggles Science Fiction from the 20th century for his muggle studies class.

Lets just say he got an O for that.

"Never mind," I muttered annoyed and proceeded to open the letter it was long and friendly, detailing her visits to America tourist spots, and all of the wizarding malls. And at the very end it said to tell Lily, "hi" and to thank our family for the birthday present we sent her (My dad knows her dad, so we've known each other for years but we weren't really friends till I made the Quidditch team).

I smiled and put the letter down on my bed side table as a reminder to write back and looked up to James biting his lip.

I was feeling exasperated, "What?"

James jumped a little and opened his mouth to say something when Lily ran into my room grinning like a loon wearing MY Quidditch Jersey and a pair of knee length shorts.

"Guess What?" She said bouncing on my bed acting more like a six year old rather than the twelve year old she is.

"Hey, Jill says 'hello", she's just written me." I said with a smile.

Lily rolled her eyes but kept a small smile on her face, "Cool if you write her back tell her I said the same buuuuut Guess What?".

I sighed and sat up my hair falling in my eyes (I learned if I keep my hair longer it isn't as messy), "What, Lils?"

Lily leaned forward like she was telling a secret and said quietly, "Teddy and Victoire broke up."

My eyes widened and I looked at James who had come closer and was gaping like a fish out of water.

Lily nodded her head empathetically, "Yeah, my reaction too."

"How'd you hear about that, squirt?" James asked pushing his rectangular glasses up the bridge of his nose.

Lily scowled and ran her fingers through her really read hair, "Weeeellllll, Teddy is in Dad's office right now but before he went in I saw him and noticed he looked really sad so I asked what was wrong 'cuz his hair was black and eyes were gray but not in a nice way. So I ask him, "Teddy what's wrong?", and he barely looks at me and says "Victoire and I broke up." No explanation, nothing and he kept walking till he got to dad's office."

I shook my head, "Wow, I thought they'd get married and stuff."

Lily nodded and frowned, "Now Teddy won't be real family."

"That's not true, it doesn't matter if he isn't really related to us, he's still a Potter, no matter what. He could marry an owl and he'd still be family. Its not about blood its about loving each other."

This came from James.

Yeah I know, Shocker!

Lily bit her lip, 'Yeah you're right."

"Always am," James said cockily.

I rolled my eyes now that was James, I was almost worried.

We were all really quiet until Lily jumped up and said, "Well, boys its been fun don't kill each other, blood is hard to get out of the carpet even with magic."

I snorted, "Get outta my room and Take off my Quidditch jersey."

I yelled the last part but she just looked at me pretty much saying eff off.

She better not have been thinking that or there'd be hell to pay.

"She's getting sassy." James murmured look at the doorway were our sister just vacated.

"Don't I know it, she'll be dating boys soon." I said scowling in annoyance, nobody was going to touch my baby sister.

James sneered, "I'll curse the guy who touches her."

I nodded and looked at my brother, we were talking like we used to before he decided get all surly and stuff. I missed it.

"James, "I started out hesitantly, "what's the matter? What've I done so bad to make you hate me?"

James turned toward me a frown on his face, "I don't hate you."

"Sure seems like it," I muttered under my breath and played with the bottom of my blue I am Vulcan Hear My Logic, graphic t-shirt.

Without looking up I said a bit louder, "I know it was you who cursed my broom."

I could actually hear James neck crick as he whipped around towards me, "What?" it sounded rather squeaky.

I sighed, "James I made the connections."

Our last Quidditch game of the year that would determine the winner of the cup was against Gryffindor and I had been raring to go, we'd been practicing an preparing for this game for monthes.

Everybody was there even Mum and Dad, which meant a ton of press had come to a stupid Hogwarts game.

We'd been up by 80 when suddenly my broom started to jerk and shake, nobody could stop it (Dad I heard later was muttering the counter jinx) and I fell like 30 feet to the ground getting a concussion, four broken ribs and a broken ankle even though Dad had slowed me down with wandless magic (he was awesome like that).

I remember waking up in the hospital bed feeling like gum on the bottom of a shoe. Mum, Dad, Lily, Scoprius and James were all there.

Mum was crying, Dad extremely pale, Lily clutching Scorpius' arm, Scorpius biting his lip and wincing (my sister was strong), and then James.

James was looking at the ground and when he finally met my eyes I could feel the guilt radiating off of him.

Nobody was able to find out how my broom was jinxed, not even dad since my beautiful broom was demolished into twigs (thankfully Dad bought me a new one for straight O's this year, oh and we won on my way down I landed on the snitch go figure).

But I knew, I could see it in my brothers eyes he somehow had something to do with it. No, I didn't believe he did it but I know he knows who did it directly.

James sat down by me, "Why didn't you tell Dad or Mum?"

I looked up and met eyes that were sad and guilty, "Because you're my brother."

James gulped and looked at me wildly, "Al, you've got to know it wasn't me, it was Arthur, Id been sayin' stuff about you and he thought it'd be funny to something like that, he didn't think you'd be seriously hurt. You have to know, Al, I told him not to even Freddie said no, but he did it anyway and you got hurt and I felt -feel so guilty but I couldn't rat Art out he's my mate and I'm sorry Al, I'm so sorry. You have to believe me."

James was almost in tears by the end, and I patted him awkwardly on the back, " 's Ok James, I believe you nor do I blame you."

James looked back at me, "I've been such a prick to you, Al and all because of a girl and then you-,"

I cut him off in confusion, "A girl? What are talking about?"

James blushed to the roots of his hair, "Er- well I kind of like Jill but she's been around you and then I saw her kiss you on the cheek and I thought, you were together. But then you kissed the Ravenclaw in my year and so I thought you'd been cheating on Jill so I was pissed you'd first been dating the girl I like but then you through her out for some Hot Brainiac, I was ticked."

"Huh," I muttered with a frown, "Yeah, I don't like Jill like that we're friends, Quidditch buddies, sometimes me, her and Scorp go to Hogsmeade together that's about it."

James looked at me hopefully, " Really?"

I cleared my throat awkwardly, "Ah- yeah go for it."

"So if I ask her out you think she'd say yes?"

I really didn't want to answer that because I was like 84 percent sure she'd say no, because she thought my brother was immature and his pranks were stupid but I wouldn't tell James that.

"I dunna know maybe, She likes Lilies -er the flower- not our Lily but she does like Lils don't get me wrong-" James cut me off with a hard (really hard, ow!) punch to the shoulder and fond grin.

"Thank you, Al, and seriously I'm sorry." He said getting up with a self satisfied smirk that I knew Jill would hate but I'd let James figure that out all by his lonesome.

Authors Note: Hey everyone! Wow its been a long time but I have pretty valid excuses you see I live in the Northeast and we were hit by Hurricane Irene not badly though but then a week later Pennsylvania (that's were I live) decided to suck by having the river that runs throughout the Valley reach historic flood levels beating out Hurricane Agnes in 1972, thank God though that in 2006 there was this mayor who rallied for this levee system and it saved this major town which I live by. But towns of other areas were hit and homes destroyed so please everyone just take a minute and pray for those people who have lost everything.

And on to some lighter news I have been able to go on Pottermore its pretty cool but I was sorted into Hufflepuff for some reason and I'm really mad about that but my wand is cool 13 inches Sycamore, Dragon core.

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And special thanks to wonderfully awesome ashtonangel13 (so awesome that you get bold, italics and underlining!) Seriously though this chapter wouldn't be here without all the help :D Thanks!

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