MOMENTS
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Chapter 2:
I was in the common room innocently flirting with a couple of fifth year girls when I noticed Rose and her friend Ali coming down the stairs. "Excuse me" I told the fifth years.
I walked up to Rose and Ali.
"What do you want James?" Rose asked.
"Hostile already?" I frowned. I pulled two tickets out of my pocket. "I never did thank you for saving me on the train. Fred and I are throwing a back to school party tomorrow. Feed this to the suit of armor in the charms corridor and he'll reveal the door."
"Sorry, we can't go, we have homework" Ali said.
I reached out and pushed a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. Staring into her midnight blue eyes I said, "That's a shame. I was really looking forward to seeing you there. Can't you do your homework on Saturday?"
"M-maybe" she stuttered.
I smiled and caressed her cheek. "That's great. I'll see you there." I placed the tickets in her hand. "You too, Rose."
"Sure" Rose said. She tugged on Ali's arm breaking her stare.
"Bye" Ali said and Rose tugged her away.
I blinked and stopped myself from looking at Ali's retreating figure.
I looked around and saw my cousin Hugo writing his name down on the Quidditch tryout sheet.
"Hey Hu" I said clapping him on the arm. "Trying out for the team this year?"
"Yea, there's a beater position open this year" Hugo said.
"You were waiting for Duncan to leave? You should've tried out before now. You know I hold three tryouts a year. Just because you're on the team in November doesn't mean you'll be on it in January. We only had to use Duncan because he was the only one of two people who tried out"
"Oh"
"Yeah, 'oh'. I always thought you'd be a keeper, you always seem to play keeper when we play at the Burrow" I said.
"Dad expects" Hugo shrugged. "I think I'm more fit to be a beater though."
That was true. Hugo eats like his father, but he doesn't exactly have the metabolism Uncle Ron has. Hugo is burly, like Uncle Charlie. "Fitter, and yeah I can see that. Tryouts on Saturday. Oh and here's a pass to the party on Friday."
"Thanks" Hugo said.
"Anytime. Now what can you tell me about Rose's friend Ali?"
The two of us headed down to the great hall for breakfast.
"Alison? The brunette with blue eyes?" he asked.
"Yeah, that one" I wonder how many other Alis he knows.
"She's muggleborn. She came and stayed with us for a couple weeks one summer. I think she's the studious type like Rose. That's about all I know. Why?"
"She's hot" I said, "I make it my job to know as much as possible about all the hot birds in school. What about you? And birds catch your eyes?"
Hugo blushed. "No."
He was probably lying but I didn't want to pressure him.
"Well if you ever need advice come to me, not Fred, I get more girls."
There was a snicker and Fred appeared on Hugo's other side "James has never been in a real relationship. Don't take his advice unless you like being slapped or having pumpkin juice thrown in your face."
"Hey I've only gotten juice thrown in my face once" I said. "Anyway you out of invites?"
"Nah, still got a few more left? You?"
"Barely started" I replied.
Friday night came quickly. In the hidden room guarded by a suit of armor Fred and I had everything set up. Fred got food from the house-elves. And I snuck into Hogsmeade and bought Firewhiskey and Butterbeer from Abe. I had no problem sneaking it into the school. Invisibility cloaks and hand-me-down maps had their uses. The room was incased with a silencing charm so no one outside of it could hear music coming from the wireless.
The party was open to all ages but Fred and I tried to only invite older students. My sister Lily is a fourth year and she would've been mad if she found out I threw a party and didn't invite her. If I see her trying to drink firewhiskey later I'm sending her straight to bed. There would be students from all houses showing up. I had to invite Slytherins because my brother is one. Although I have to admit they're not all bad. Fred has a thing for smart girls so every female Ravenclaw over the age of 15 will probably show up. I invited a couple of Hufflepuffs. I have a friend name Amelia who used to duplicate her History of Magic notes for me. I managed to scrape and E in OWLs because of her so she gets invites to every party we throw.
People began showing up in twos and threes by eight o'clock.
I spoke to everyone, made jokes, took a couple of shots the whole time I keep looking at the door wondering if a certain brunette was going to show up.
I was strangely disappointed when Rose showed up by herself.
I stopped watching the door and talked to Braden Khan about Quidditch tryouts tomorrow.
I was standing around talking to a couple of my cousins when Ali came in. She was wearing a short purple dress. She looked around, taking in the room.
I figured I'd save the trouble of her having to find me by going to her.
"I see you made it" I said causally.
"I didn't want you to be heartbroken when I didn't show up so I figured I come for a few minutes" she replied just as coolly.
"You didn't get all dressed up to attend a party for five minutes."
"It barely took me three minutes to get ready. Are you going to keep talking about my attire or ask me to dance?"
"I don't dance" I replied automatically.
She raised one of her eyebrows. I noticed they were thinner than they were yesterday. Three minutes my arse, she totally got all dolled up. I noticed she painted her nails to match her dress.
"What's the point of throwing a party if you're not going to dance?" she asked.
"Guys don't dance at parties" I told her motioning my hand to the wall so she could see all the guys standing around with drinks in their hand. "We like to stand back and drink firewhiskey while we watch the girls dance."
"Well you're not going to stand around watching me dance all night"
"I'm not?"
"Nope, you're going to dance with me." She took me by the hand and led me to the middle of dancing bodies.
When I say I don't dance, what I really mean is I can't dance. I used to stand around moving my arms like a mad man while bobbing my head. Since I don't want to make a complete fool of myself I usually stick to the side lines.
So I just stood there for a while Ali danced against me.
"Oh, come on!" she groaned. She placed my hands on her hips and began to grind into me.
It suddenly got ten degrees hotter.
I tried to calm myself down. So what her but butt was grinding into me. I've been this close to a girl before. Hell I've been closer. Besides this was just dancing. Just dancing. Nothing to get all flustered over.
Of course with the fast music and all the grinding it was more like dry humping than dancing. I tried to keep up with her but honestly I probably looked like a retard. It didn't matter though, it was fun.
After dancing to three pop songs I went to get us drinks.
"Butterbeer" she called after me.
I did a shot of firewhiskey and grabbed two butterbeers.
As I made my way back through the throng of bodies I couldn't help but watch Alison dancing by herself. It was very sensual, like watching a dancing snake charmer. I didn't want to interrupt her but she saw me and stopped dancing. I handed her a drink and took a sip of my own.
Snaking a arm around her waist I whispered into her ear "it's been longer than five minutes."
"You've given me a reason to stay" she admitted taking a sip from her drink.
"That's too bad, I was thinking the two of us go somewhere more private."
She twisted in my arm and threw her empty arm around my neck. "You want to leave your own party? I hope you don't think I'm one of those girls who'll let you drag her into a broom cupboard so you can snog her senseless."
"I like cupboards, they give you privacy, but hey if you want to snog in front of all these people, I don't mind."
"Oh no" she said shaking her head. "I don't snog blokes I'm not dating."
"This isn't a date?"
"Nope."
"Okay, tomorrow—"
"I have to do homework tomorrow" she interrupted.
"It shouldn't take you all day to do homework. I'll pick you up tomorrow at seven in the common room."
"I thought you have Quidditch tryouts tomorrow."
"Tryouts don't last all day."
"Okay, it's a date"
I wanted to lean down and kiss her, but I decided to play by her rules.
"It's a date."
AN: So this is one of the stories that had important crap randomly missing from it. I have no idea why. Sorry for taking so long to update.