First of all, I'll reply to the reviews. I know there are not much, but it warms my heart to know some people really do take the time to read this thing and leave a review or some words of encouragement.

apoorvam77:
this looks really interesting :) i do hope Marlene wont be left broken hearted over James :( oh and go blackinnon :D

Thank you so much for reading it! I really do hope so, I kinda have this crackship of Jarlene which i know won't happen but i'm a Blackinnon shipper all the way too! :D Hope you enjoy the following chapters.

Nonna Nitto:
Nice story! Update soon ;)

I'm trying my best to at least write a chapter every weekend starting last week :D Thanks for the support!

Guest:
Great chapter. Can't wait to see what happens next!

Thank you so much, I'll try my best to make your wait worthwhile!

Mary's POV

I feel the wind kissing my face as I rushed into the night. It was indeed a great evening once again and I had to wait till I knew everyone in my dorm was more concerned in preparing for bed or adding the finishing touches of their essays and other homework before I sneaked out. It was a bit hard especially when Lily stormed in with that look of pure irritation that James can solely inspire from the redhead.

Dorcas and I listened to her rant about his annoying antics at the library and did my best to be the supportive friend at times like that even though my mind keeps on drifting to something else, specifically to this rendesvous that will happen. It is becoming a sort of addiction. Something that's been plaguing my thoughts every minute of the day and a very wrong secret that I've been keeping from my closest friends especially my bestfriend.
If only it was simple then I wouldn't have to hide it from them but it isn't. I know how they'll react and how they'll stop me and convince me that I'm just way over my head about this. And maybe, just maybe, they're right but how can I stop when it feels right when I'm with him?

I tiptoed around the castle, careful not to make a sound and so far I felt I was succeeding especially when I managed to set foot in the grounds with no encounters with a prefect or even Mrs. Norris or Filch. The moon glowed up above, illuminating my path towards the lake and making the night seem more magical than usual.

I feel foolish about thinking such things, but I really can't stop. As soon as I see a glimpse of the Black lake in the distance, I saw him sitting in plain view on top of a log, waiting for me. I silently made my way towards him. He sits regally as usual, as if he was sitting in a throne and not a piece of tree trunk. Maybe it was his pureblood upbringing or maybe it was just really how he is, no matter what it made my heart beat faster and a rush of admiration flooded in me.

This was wrong, I'm sure Marlene will tell me so and the rest of my friends will agree. I was a muggle born and he was one of those pureblood elitist but I really didn't plan on having this feelings or whatever you may call it for the guy. It just simply happened and that's the truth no matter how cliche that might sound. As I drew closer, he heard me and looked in my direction. I saw his aristocratic good looks with that pale skin that makes him look like he's made of porcelain, the piercing blue eyes, the effortlessly styled hair, the straight nose, and those lips that more often smirk than smile.

I don't know how I managed to walk those extra steps to reach his side but I did even though I wanted to just melt as our eyes met. I feel silly, I wasn't always the girl with a crush but look at how this boy is making me feel all these weird things. "Hello, lion..." He greeted me with that quiet yet baritone voice that he has. For a few minutes, I was speechless. How many times have we done this sort of word dance. He greeted me in a half insult kind of way and I reply sarcastically and then we'll fall into this hushed conversation about our day and how we see things and our future.
If you told me a month ago that I will be secretly meeting, William Nott, one of those seventh year Slytherins that are obnoxious to the core then I would have told you to take a hike or laugh at your face but here I am now, willingly meeting with the guy.

He wasn't what I thought he was, or at least, that's what I think due to the things we talked about and I see his struggle every night as we talk and meet here in secret. It's like when we're the only two people around, he strips off all those negative traits he possess and becomes just this simple teenage guy that I can hang out with.
"Well, hello Mr. Snake." I beamed at him and took a seat next to him. "Great night eh?"

Ok, just a background, William Nott is a sort-of OC that I've met in one of my RPs over tumblr. He's the father of Theodore Nott, Draco's close friend.