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Author's Note: Hey all. Sorry for the terribly long delay on this one - I'll be awfully busy with school through October/mid-November, but I wanted to get a chapter out for you all =]

I sulked in front of the fireplace for a little while, staring into the empty crevice with as much irritation as I could muster. Merlin! Why couldn’t I ever just suck-up and get along with Kat for once? I wondered. But the answer was obvious, even to me: I was James Sirius Potter. That explained it all.

Why I was such a jerk, why my pride always got the better of me, why I couldn’t get the one girl I liked to even call me by my first name. Why couldn’t I have been born more like my father, and less like his father?

My Herbology homework sat beside me on the couch, still unfinished, still staring me in the face. I slammed it shut, chucked it into the fireplace, and stalked off up the stairs to my dorm. Flopping down onto my bed, I crossed my arms and glared up at the curtain as if it had fed me a bowlful of hippogriff feathers instead of just hanging there innocently.

I’m not sure how long the following staring match continued but I do know that I didn’t move a muscle until I heard the door swing open. Like the mature seventh year I am, I sat up and threw a dirty look at whoever it was. “Luke, why am I such a tosser?” I inquired of my best mate as he strolled into our room.

He shrugged. “You just can’t help it, I suppose.”

Rolling my eyes, I jumped off my bed and began pacing again, my favorite pastime when I was nervous or annoyed. “No, I’m not fooling this time, mate. I can’t for the life of me shut my bloody mouth!”

“Ah, what happened?” he asked, sitting down and pulling out some books from his bag.

I muttered something under my breath, not really wanting to explain the whole situation.

“Hmm,” Luke began. “Sounds interesting.”

“It is most certainly not interesting! Can you just leave me alone?!”

“Whoa, Jamesie, didn’t realize it was that time of the month!”

I growled at him and threw myself face down onto my bed. “Eddie would understand,” I muttered into my pillow.

“What? Didn’t quite hear you there, pal.”

I sat up. “Eddie would understand!” And then I instantly regretted it.

Luke’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “Excuse me?”


“You know, James, I have no idea what’s been up with you lately.” He didn’t call me Jamesie, or mate like he always did. It made me want to hit him. “We used to do everything together, and now every time you talk to me, it’s to tell me what I did wrong!”

“You know that’s not true,” I argued, forgetting my frustration over Kat momentarily.

“No, I don’t, because it is true. I feel like I don’t even know you anymore. If you’re ready to be the old James again, then come get me. But until then, you can just tell Eddie about your problem!” To punctuate his yell, he calmly got up from his bed and stalked out of the room.

What was it with people and storming off in the middle of polite conversation?

I lay on my side feeling sorry for myself until my eyelids started to droop closed and my brain went delightfully fuzzy. There was nothing in the world more satisfying than the feeling right before one falls asleep, at least, not to me…

But my pleasant drifting off was suddenly interrupted by a loud slam as the door crashed open and Alex paraded in, followed by a crowd of house elves carrying a huge tray.

“Way to wake up the whole House,” I congratulated him groggily.

“Why, thank you! Would you care to see my masterpiece?” Alex waved grandly to the tray.

“What did you concoct this time?”

“Cranberry-orange pudding.”

I made a face. “Cranberry-orange? Even my grandmum couldn’t make that taste good!”

“How dare you!” He whipped out his wand, in what I hoped was a joking manner.

I raised my hands in a plea for mercy. “Okay, I was, erm, just kidding! I’d love to try it.” I gulped for effect. A rather clumpy piece of something or another was plopped in my hand. It lay there limply, giving off a rather menacing odor.

“Well, go on then! It won’t kill you!” Alex urged, eyeing me eagerly.

“I’m not so sure about that,” I muttered under my breath. Delicately, I raised the thing to my mouth and licked it. To my absolute wonder, it tasted good! I shoved it in my mouth. “Mmf, velishus!” I exclaimed through the mouthful of whatever it was.

“You see! I told you!” Alex said proudly.

As I chewed vigorously, Eddie strolled in, raising a puzzled eyebrow at the house elves gathered around. “What in Merlin’s beard is going on in here?”

“Oh, I just made a pudding, that’s all,” said Alex, rather nonchalantly for the excitement he had exhibited earlier.

“Lovely, may I try it?”

Alex answered by dropping a piece into Eddie’s hand.

Eddie eyed the gloppy mixture nervously. “Are you sure this won’t hurt me?”

“Oh just eat it, you wimp!” I exclaimed.

Alex raised an eyebrow at me and I fell silent.

With shining valor, Eddie took a large bite and chewed thoughtfully. “Tasty,” he provided, when he had swallowed. “Cheers, mate, you’ve made something edible.” He polished off the rest and plopped onto his bed.

“Alright, fellows, I suppose we’d better take the rest of this back downstairs. We can eat the leftovers later,” Alex announced. The little cluster of elves shuffled out with the tray and Alex followed, grinning widely at the thought of his first success. And by first, I do mean very first. We had reason to believe his food might kill us.

“Hey, Junior,” Eddie began. “Have you talked to Luke?”

Did he know? “Um, when?”

“Like, before ten minutes ago?”

“Why?” I inquired, knowing perfectly well why.

“Stop beating around the bush,” he commanded.





“Yes.” Pause. “Gah! You always get me!”

He grinned. “Yes, I do.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Are you seriously trying that again? I mean it! I want to know what happened.”

“Nothing happened.” I stuffed my face into my pillow, further proving my guiltiness.

“Right, and the Giant Squid is really Dumbledore in Animagus form.”

“It is?” I looked up from the fluffiness of my pillow.

Ed rolled his eyes. “Did you believe me? Ah, Junior…”

It’s not my fault I believe people when they tell me things. Goodness!

“Look, you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. But I know something’s up.”

I pondered this. Did I want to tell him? Yes. But would that just make things worse between Luke and me? Probably. Did I care? Most definitely. “I can’t.” I put my head back under my pillow.

I hear the muffled sound of footsteps and my bed creaked as Eddie sat down on the end of it. “Yeah, he’s mad at me, too, Junior. I know what happened.”

“You do?” I didn’t bother to take my head out from under the pillow.

“Yeah. He kinda blew up at me in the middle of the Common Room. And then stalked out. Probably to snog that transfer student, but that’s rather beside the point, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, it is rather.” I sniffed. “Why does he always get the transfer students?”

“Because he’s a bloody git.”


“Look, I’m sorry I ruined things for you. I know you two have been friends since forever, longer than you and I have,” he said quietly.

That was just enough to make me take the pillow off of my head. “No way, don’t you apologize! I thought we were all friends and I just can’t believe he would get mad about this. But it’s his loss, and I’m not going to give him what he wants by getting mad at you.”

“That’s probably the most mature thing you’ve ever said, Junior.”

“’Tis true.”

“’Tis,” he agreed.

“Um, Ed.”


“What would you say if I told you I lost our Seeker?”

“What do you mean lost her?”

“Um. We might have had a fight. In which I bet her fifteen galleons we could win the House Cup without her.”

Ed jumped up. “Junior! You’re joking.”

I laughed nervously. “No.”

Looking extremely defeated, he sunk onto the pile of dirty clothes that lay on the floor beside my bed. “Oh no. We’re done for.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought you’d say.”

Author's Note: Thanks for sticking around and reading my story, everyone. I really appreciate it! I know this one was pretty short, but I've been super busy and I thought a short chapter was better than none! Favorite quotes please, as always! I love hearing from you all ;)

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