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“Happy Halloween!” Savannah greets me far too cheerfully when I join her, Lydia and Hilary at breakfast on a Saturday morning.
“What’s happy about it?” I ask grumpily as I sit next to Hilary my entire body aching from pain.
“Someone’s being a sourpuss.” Hilary adds amusingly as she takes a sip of her orange juice.
I shoot her frustrated look. “I’d see how you were doing if James freaking Potter woke you up at 5 A.M. for a Quidditch practice!” I hiss at her.
“James Potter was in our dormitory?” Lydia asks blushing suddenly.
“The bloody bastard flew in through the window.” I say grabbing a piece of toast angrily.
“Or did he?” Hilary asks biting on her lip.
“What do you mean?” Savannah asks moving her strawberry red hair from her face.
“Maybe James spent the night in Ashley’s bed.” Hilary suggests causing for Lydia to blush even more and Savannah to giggle rather loudly. I, on the other hand roll my eyes in annoyance.
“Now I’m feeling harassed.” I state taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
“Yes, sexually harassed!” Hilary says and the entire group bursts out laughing.
“Who’s sexually harassed?” A male voice suddenly asks and the four of us turn around in surprise only to find James Potter staring at us all interested.
“Interesting you should ask.” Hilary says with a mischievous smile.
“What?” Potter asks clearly confused.
“Nothing.” I say staring annoyingly at Hilary. “What do you want Potter?”
“What’s wrong, Pierce? Are you PMS-ing? Is that why you’re in a bad mood?” he asks as he leans in towards me. “Because if that’s so, I have some ways of how I can relax you.”
“I’m not into your little games Potter!” I snap at him. “I still haven’t had my daily dose of caffeine so I’m begging you not to talk.”
“No one mentioned anything about talking.” James says and Savannah starts coughing rather loudly while Hilary is staring at the two of us in amusement. By this point Lydia is as red as a tomato on my plate.
“Your ways of seducing never fail to surprise me.” I say blankly staring at him. “What is it Potter?”
“Suit yourself!” he gives up. “Quidditch practice in 10 minutes!”
“What?!” I ask in shock. “But we just got back from the pitch! Plus, it’s Hogsmeade weekend and I really want to go.”
“Need I remind you that we’re playing the first game next week?” he asks poisonously. “And need I remind you that it’s against my dear brother? So, put a tampon and suck it up, Pierce, or get the hell out of my team.”
With that said he walks towards the door leaving me to stare at him in shock. Did James Potter just went all bitch mode on me? And is it weird that I’m actually slightly impressed right now?
The bell rings for the end of today’s classes and I make my way towards school grounds wrapping myself in jacket and a scarf. The weather got significantly colder since I came here to New York at the end of August.
I check my watch realising I have 20 more minutes to get to work. I honestly started thinking about actually ditching classes so I could make it in time, but I figured Blair would just glow when she would find out so I decided that plan was a no go.
Just when I’m about to walk out of the glass door and outside into the cold autumn afternoon, I hear two voices fighting.
“No, I already told you I was not in the mood to be going out tonight!” Female voice snaps.
“Not with me, but you’ll go out with Phil?” Another voice, male one, which I recognise as Nick says.
“Oh, please, we’ve been over that.” Female voice who I assume is Jenna says. “If you can hang out with that bitch of yours, then I can…”
“Blair is not a bitch!” Nick snaps at her.
“Oh, keep defending her.” Jenna says. “I see how she’s all over you! You’re just too stupid to realise that she’s totally in love with you!”
“I have known her for fifteen years, she’s like a sister to me!” Nick assures her. “Trust me, she has no feelings for me. Plus, she has a boyfriend now.”
“If you think of her as a sister than why do you sound so jealous when you talk about her and that fancy boyfriend of hers?” Jenna asks and I stare at the wall hiding from them. I know I shouldn’t be eavesdropping but the strange turn of events has me locked up in my hiding spot.
“I’m not jealous! I have you.” Nick says somehow softer. “And Blair and I are not even talking to each other anymore.”
“So you don’t care about her anymore?” Jenna asks sweetly.
“No, I don’t.” Nick says after a moment of hesitation and I realise I have stopped breathing. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I shouldn’t feel broken. Nick and I never had a shot, that’s no news to me but listening to him tell Jenna he doesn’t care about me hurts. It hurts really badly.
“Fine, I’ll go with you tonight.” Jenna gives in and the two of them leave outside holding hands and I finally step out of my hiding spot looking after the two of them.
Suit yourself, Nick. My life doesn’t depend on you.
I apparate straight to Gerard’s office causing him to jump in surprise from the desk he was working on his designs.
“For fuck’s sake, Blair!” he yells. “You fucking scared the hell out of me! You have got to stop doing that!”
“Sorry.” I say taking my coat off.
“Are you okay, Blair?” Gerard asks me suddenly realising I’m slightly frustrated. “You look like you’ve been hit with a fucking Bludger.”
“That would hurt less.” I mumble.
“Guy troubles?” Gerard asks sympathetically.
“You could say that.” I say as I pour myself a cup of coffee.
“Is your boyfriend not good in bed?” he asks and I almost spit out my coffee.
“What?! No!” I say. “I mean, I don’t know, I haven’t…”
“Played with his joystick yet?” Gerard suggests and I feel my cheeks getting warmer.
“It’s not about my boyfriend.” I say trying to change the subject.
“Well you don’t seem like a person who would cheat on her boyfriend…” Gerard starts looking at me surprised. “Never judge a book by its cover, my mama always said.”
“I’m not cheating on Seth!” I protest again getting frustrated by the second. “It’s about my friend, Nick!”
“Oh, Nick?” Gerard asks looking interested. “Due tell.”
“We had a fight when I started going out with Seth.” I start.
“Oh drama.” Gerard adds looking at me amused.
“It’s not funny.” I protest suddenly feeling tears in my eyes. “Today I heard him say to his girlfriend he doesn’t care about me anymore.”
“Liar.” Gerard says simply getting back to his drawings.
“Excuse me?” I ask looking at him with my eyebrows raised.
“He’s obviously lying to get into her pants.” Gerard explains. “You have a boyfriend, he seems awesome, Nick is jealous and now he’s trying to get the most out of the situation.”
“First of all,” I start. “Nick isn’t jealous of Seth and second of all, that’s just awful.”
“Of course it’s awful, he’s a guy!” he says. “Hand me the red crayon from the table.”
“I just…” I start when I hand him the colour. “I didn’t expect him to say that. I figured we would get back to being friends in no time.”
“Oh, Blair, you like him as well, don’t you?” Gerard asks looking up from his drawing.
“What?!” I ask in shock. “No, I don’t, I have Seth!”
“Oh, but you did like him, am I right?” he asks amused.
“No!” I protest. “Shut up!”
“I’m your boss, you can’t tell me to shut up!” Gerard says and I suddenly remember who I’m talking to.
“Oh, my God, you’re right.” I say feeling embarrassed. “This is so inappropriate, I’m sorry.”
“I’m just fucking around.” He says and laughs. “If I was working for myself I’d tell me to shut up on daily basis.” I stare at him silently freaking out. If I don’t go insane under this man’s radar, I will never. “Now,” Gerard continues. “Come here and look at this dress.” He says pointing to a photo of the green spring dress I recognise from last year’s Fashion Week here in New York.
“That’s the dress from last spring.” I say and he nods his head.
“It is. It’s one of my best designs.” He says. “And you know why I made it?”
“Because my boyfriend of two years duped me and I wanted to make him regret it.” Gerard explains. “A year later I am in all fashion magazines and he’s currently working in Funny Bunny as a waiter. And let me tell you, the rabbit ears were never a good look on him.”
I can’t help but smile at this. “So you’re saying that instead of feeling sorry for myself I should put all the effort into my work?”
“Yes, so make me another coffee and start working on the designs for the winter show.” He orders.
“Will do.” I say and smile at him. “Thanks Gerard.”
“You’re welcome, doll.”
“Okay, we’re done for today!” James announces and all six of his players sigh from relief.
“It was about bloody time!” Fred yells at him getting down from his broom.
I couldn’t agree more. We have been on this pitch since 5 in the morning with breaks only for breakfast and lunch. It was now 6 P.M. and everyone was completely exhausted.
Instead of spending my Saturday visiting Hogsmeade which, by the way, I was really looking forward to, I spent it on the pitch under the maniacal eye of James Sirius Potter.
Finally, when it was becoming too dark to play, we were set free and I, for once, couldn’t wait to get into my warm comfy bed.
“Pierce?” I hear James calling me and start crying on the inside immediately.
“Yes?” I ask turning to him watching with jealousy as everyone else heads to the changing rooms.
“I’m sorry about keeping you here the entire day.” He says. “For some reason it seemed like you really wanted to be at Hogsmeade.”
Was I hallucinating or was James Potter actually apologizing to me?
Maybe I took a Bludger to the head and haven’t even realised it?
“It’s fine.” I say freaked out with James suddenly being polite. I swear, that guy changes his mood more than a pregnant woman in PMS. And there’s no such thing so you can see where I’m going.
“I don’t get it really. We’ve been visiting Hogsmeade since our third year, so why did you want to go so badly?” he asks as both of us head towards changing rooms.
“I just figured it was our last year here so you know, we should get the most of it.” I lie as easy as one, two, three. The truth is, I have never been to Hogsmeade and I have spent last few weeks listening to everyone talk excitedly about Honeydukes, Three Broomsticks, Weasley Wizarding Wheezes and so on. I wanted to go so badly.
“Oh, I never thought of it like that.” He says. “At least you still have the Halloween feast.”
“Yes, well.” I say uncomfortably. “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Yeah, right. I’ll see you later then.” James says with a small smile as he heads towards the Captain’s office.
I head towards castle and once I took a shower, I get to the feast with Hilary, Lydia and Savannah who returned from Hogsmeade bringing me all sorts of sweets from Honeydukes.
“How was Quidditch practice?” Savannah asks piling her plate with mash potatoes.
“Dreadful.” I say tiredly. “I can’t wait to get to bed.”
“So you could say James Potter has been riding you the entire day?” Hilary asks with her usual mischievous smile and I roll my eyes. I swear, I have to introduce this girl to grandmother.
“Ha-ha.” I say sarcastically.
“It was right there, I had to go for it.” Hilary says and shrugs her shoulders.
“Of course you did.” Savannah says rolling her eyes.
“Thank you!” I say to her gratefully and she smiles at me.
“All of you really need to get some action.” Hilary states. “You’re all so uptight!”
“Can we please change the subject?” Lydia asks. “I’m eating here.”
“Have you ever thought about just being with one guy?” Savannah asks completely ignoring Lydia.
“It’s kind of hard to think when you’re getting some.” Hilary says with a grin and Lydia puts her fork on the table giving up on her dinner.
“And we’re done here.” She mumbles.
“We so are.” I say exhaustedly. “I’m off to bed. I can’t keep my eyes open for another second.”
“Yeah, that James Potter is a beast!” Hilary adds and bursts out laughing. Savannah and I roll our eyes in union and Lydia just shakes her head in disbelief.
Without another word, I head up the stairs and into the Gryffindor tower. I jump in my bed happily and within seconds I fall asleep.
“Pierce! Pierce, come on! Fucking wake up!”
“No.” I mumble in my sleep. “Not another practice.”
“Pierce, come on. Up!”
“No.” I say and turn around in my bed.
Suddenly I feel someone crawl into my bed and lie next to me. I smile happily as I lean in to the smell of broom polish and some sort of cologne.
“Wow, Pierce, I’m happy to see you to but for Merlin’s sake, your friends are here.”
Suddenly I realise I’m not dreaming all of this and in just a matter of seconds, I’m wide awake and staring into James Potter’s (well defined) chest.
I’m just about to scream when he puts his hand over my mouth. “Easy there, Pierce.” He whispers and I stare at him in shock. “I’m not here to murder you!”
“Why are you here then?” I ask when he removes his hand from my mouth.
“I’m taking you out to Hogsmeade!” he announces happily and I stare at him as if he were a lunatic.
“What?!” I snap at him.
“Hogsmeade.” He says. “You and me! Come on, let’s go!”
“How did you come in here?” I ask.
“I flew in.” he says as if stating the obvious.
“Well of course.” I say shaking my head in disbelief.
“So you in?” he asks as if he wasn’t currently sitting in MY bed in 1 in the morning after he flew in my dorm on his fucking broom.
“You are insane!” I hiss at him. “Of course I’m not going to Hogsmeade with you in the middle of the night!”
“Suit yourself.” James says with a smirk as he lies in my bed.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask him raising my eyebrows.
“If you don’t want to go to Hogsmeade with me, I’m going to stay in your bed.” He explains putting his hands behind his head.
“You can’t be here!” I protest looking nervously at Hilary, Savannah and Lydia who are all fast asleep.
“Don’t act as if you mind.” James says with a cocky smile. “You were feeling me up just a minute ago.”
“You really need to go!” I insist feeling as my cheeks are becoming warmer.
“Great!” he says. “You get dressed and we’re going together.”
“You don’t plan on leaving unless I come with you?” I ask finally.
“Exactly!” he confirms.
“You do realise this counts as kidnapping?” I ask.
“If by kidnapping you mean taking you out to have some fun, then yes, I am kidnapping you.” He says. “Or should I say funnapping you?”
“Your idiocy has no limits.” I say and he grins at me.
“Get dressed princess.” He whispers and I roll my eyes as I get out of the bed uncomfortably aware that I’m wearing only an oversized Holyhead Harpies T-shirt.
“Nice pijamas.” James adds with a smile.
“Shut up!” I hiss at him as I close the bathroom door and quickly put on some jeans and a sweater.
“I preferred the pijamas.” James says when I step outside putting on my jacket.
“So did I.” I say as he gets out of the bed. “Too bad someone pulled me out of bed at 1 A.M!”
“I’m perfectly willing to stay.” He says with a grin. I shoot him an annoyed look and tip-toe my way out of the dorm so I wouldn’t wake up girls.
James follows me but the second he steps on the first stair, the whole staircase turns into a slide and we end up lying on our back on the bottom of the staircase.
“I forgot about that.” James says as he gets up in pain.
“You don’t say.” I say sarcastically.
“Don’t be such a cry baby.” He says as he offers me the hand and pulls me up.
“How exactly do you plan on getting out of the castle without getting caught?” I ask him.
“With a little help of my grandfather and his friends.” James says with a smile.
“I am seriously thinking about screaming for help right now.” I say and this time he’s the one to roll his eyes.
“Would it kill you to trust me just once?” James asks me and I think about it for a second.
“I should really be reporting you to McGonagall for this!” I say to James as I’m happily sipping my Butterbeer.
“Please, you are having too much fun to do that.” He says and leans casually in his chair as he takes a sip of his Firewhiskey.
The two of us are currently sitting in Hog’s Head, one of Hogsmeade’s most suspicious bars if you ask me, but apparently, when Three Broomsticks closes after midnight, everyone comes in here. Even Madame Rosmerta is currently here, sipping her own glass of Firewhiskey and laughing rather loudly.
“I suppose this isn’t the first time you’re here?” I ask assuming that after the fact he snuck us out from the castle through a secret tunnel leading directly to Honeydukes using his father Invisibility Cloak and Marauder’s Map he showed me a few weeks ago.
“Why do you think that?” he asks me.
“Potter!” Madam Rosmerta calls him when she notices us. She stumbles in her high heels on her way towards our table. “How many times have I told you I will report you if I find you here again?” she asks him with a smile.
“Why does everybody keep saying that tonight?” James asks and laughs. “Rosmerta, meet Ashley.”
“Oh, your new girlfriend?” she asks and I laugh sarcastically at her.
“Not in a million years.” I say and James rolls his eyes. Madame Rosmerta, on the other hand, laughs.
“I like her, James.” She says with a smile. With that said she heads back towards the bar stumbling on her way.
“So you’re a regular here.” I notice.
“Fred and I are here quiet often.” James confesses.
“I could never tell.” I say and he laughs.
“You want another Butterbeer?”
“Sure.” I say nodding my head and he calls the waiter who comes bringing a Butterbeer and another Firewhiskey for James.
“Thanks.” He says to the waiter and hands him 2 galleons.
“You do realise this doesn’t count as a date.” I say.
“Of course not.” James agrees. “I would never take you on a date in Hog’s Head.”
“And where would you take me?” I ask amused when I notice he’s blushing slightly.
“You’ll have to agree on a date with me and actually find out.” He says with a smile.
“Not going to happen, Potter.” I say and take a sip of my drink.
“Why not?” he asks and I roll my eyes.
“Ashley?” I hear a voice calling me and turn around only to find Daniel, Ashley’s ex-boyfriend staring at me in shock.
“Fuck!” I say under my breath as Daniel approaches staring at James suspiciously.
“What’s wrong?” James asks suddenly concerned.
“Ash?” Daniel asks and I look at him feeling awkward in every possible way.
“Hi Daniel!” I greet him.
“So it really is you.” He says. “What are you doing here with him?” he asks looking disgustedly at James.
“Have we even met?” James asks him raising his eyebrows.
“It’s none of your business who I hang out with.” I say to Daniel and he cocks an eyebrow at me. Then suddenly, his face expression changes. He stares at me for a moment and then smiles at me causing for my stomach to turns.
“Right.” He says smiling at me. “I’ll see you later. Ashley.”
With that said, he leaves still smiling at me.
“What was that about?” James asks suspiciously.
“I don’t know.” I say. “James, we have to go.”
“I’m sorry?” he asks me.
“We have to leave now.” I say standing up. “I have to send a letter.”
We’re fucked up!
Don’t ask me how, but I ended up going for drinks with James Potter and guess who we ran into?
Daniel! Your ex-boyfriend Daniel! The only other person other than our parents and grandparents who knows that we are twins.
And he figured it out. I can just tell. You should’ve seen the look on his face.
What are we going to do?!
He’s most certainly going to tell grandmother.
Say goodbye to your dreams, Ash, ‘cause you’ll be coming home sooner than we’d expected.
So, I'm glad you're still sticking with the story. Special thanks to everyone who's reviewing. You've been a lot of help and actually gave me some ideas on what to write in the next chapter.
Hopefully you like this one. A lot of James and Blair bonding time. They were doing just fine and then Daniel showed up. Hate that guy -.-
What do you think about him? Do you think he figured it all out? What do you assume is going to happen next? What would you want to happen next?
Me, myself and I want to know. So review, review, review and keep on reading.
Love you all. :)
In the next chapter: Ashley and her Dad have another 'talk' and Blair gets ready for the first Quidditch match of the season.
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