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Prologue: An All American Witch
This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Chapter One: Back At The Burrow Pt. 1
But it's different now. It's stuck. I am now infatuated with James Potter, and that may be a bit of a problem.
Chapter Two: Back At The Burrow Pt. II
He looked puzzled for a second. He slowly reached out and slowly tucked a strand of my wet red hair that was in my face behind my ear. His fingers were tender and slow…and his eyes were blazing.
Chapter Three: A False Revelation
The wind felt phenomenal as it whipped through my hair and the adrenaline coursed through my body. I clung onto James, as he soared through the air, over the trees and the top of the burrow...almost like he was heading straight for the moon.
Chapter Four: Weasley Heaven (The Birthday Bash Pt. I)
At least the Malfoys never attend a Weasley birthday. That would be awful.
Chapter Five: Weasley Purgatory (The Birthday Bash Pt. II)
He loves me like a sister. That’s all. I’m the younger sibling while Elisha is the romantic love interest. She’s the one that makes his heart leap, makes him nervous and speechless with her breathtaking beauty, makes him yearn and grow anxious….not me.
Chapter Six: Weasley Hell (The Birthday Bash Pt. III)
I immediately felt anger build up in me. I’m getting sick of this. I’m getting sick of all of this. I never thought that this little brawl between the two Weasley girls would stoop to this level. This was insane.
Chapter Seven: The Attic and the Morning After
“Does this mean…that…you and I-I…a-are we…” He was stuttering, but I think that I got his message clear enough. I paused for a moment and let my mind run.
Chapter Eight: The Weasley Catfight Round Two
Both Lily and Rose stood there in the center of the room. It looked like one of those Texas show downs or something.
Chapter Nine: Heading Back Home
Oh sweet holy word vomit…used to blow thy enemies to bits…
Chapter Ten: The Quidditch Tryouts and the Falling Outs
Eat him like a treacle tart? That’s a new one. Har har.
Chapter Eleven: The Bludgers and the Rows
Bludger...meet bat. Bat meed bludger. Bludger and bat combination...meet James Sirius Potter and his face.
Chapter Twelve: Fiery Explosions and A Sense of Amnesia
The anger built up in me like a raging storm. Before I knew what I was doing, I flung my palm out and it made a sharp and silence shattering contact with Rose’s cheek.
Chapter Thirteen: Catching Elaquay Smithson
Chapter Fourteen: A Kiss and a Strange Bond
James gave me one last look, his eyes glittering with pain. All of the anger was wiped away as he whispered in a strained tone, “Goodbye Elaquay.”
Chapter Fifteen: Wake Up Call
I guess you just need to lose what you had to open your eyes and see that there are other people who actually want to be your friend.
Chapter Sixteen: Dresses and Potato Faces
So I did the cleverest thing I could think of, disregarding the fact that I am extremely uncoordinated and I am in the midst of many tables with many students with very fragile platters filled with extremely stain-worthy food.
Chapter Seventeen: All Lily, All Elaquay, All James
“…I think I’m falling in love with you.”
Chapter Eighteen: Bonding Time and Unexpected Reconciliation
Unspoken words passed between us and I understood everything he was trying to say, but I couldn’t shape them into coherent words. I couldn’t grasp onto them. My heart drummed in my ears and I didn’t dare move a muscle.
Chapter Nineteen: A Roaring Fire
Chapter Twenty: Friends
“Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa…hold up. You’re the one who kissed me. Don’t start mixing the facts up,” I snapped angrily at him, my whole body quaking.
Chapter Twenty One: Besties
And I will do everything in my power to be his best friend again.
Chapter Twenty Two: Two Months Later and No Action
His eyes glowed as he said, “I sort of have a thing for American girls.”
Chapter Twenty Three: Giving In...Again
Error: Brain malfunction alert. Crash! Burn! BOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!
Chapter Twenty Four: The Talk
I was NOT going to receive "the talk" from James Sirius Potter.
Chapter Twenty-Five: At the Airport
Okay, yes, it was a bit, uh… odd to see a tall, good-looking eighteen year old boy with a small sixteen year old chick on his shoulder, colliding with people as he ran in the opposite direction of the moving path of a walkway in the Los Angeles airport.
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