"I screwed up", James complained as he kicked off his shoes and jumped on the bed . He lied down, staring up at the ceiling before a low sigh escaped his lips. Bringing both hands up to his face, he took a deep breath, and sat back up, "I screwed up, padfoot ! Now, she won't even talk to me again."
"You know how spiteful and stubborn Evans can be , Prongs, how many times has she told you she'd never speak to you again and ended up talking to you?", Sirius replied as he turned the page of his Muggle magazine. He observed some muggle girls in bikini's on the top page , before looking back at James.
"I think she was serious this time..."
"She's never serious. She likes you", Sirius replied in a matter-of-fact tone of voice, smirking at the images he was seeing, "Besides, I told you to choose an easier target. Evans will make your life hell."
"Shut up!", James exclaimed jokingly as he threw a pillow over at his messy haired friend.
"Then, go talk to her, I don't know. You're forgetting that I'm not the best at
relationship advice. I just catch my preys and get rid of 'em when it gets boring", Sirius chuckled, pulling off the poster from the magazine.
"I wouldn't want to be the woman you marry", James mocked, followed by a chuckle.
"I wouldn't either."
Someone knocked to the door, and Sirius told them to walk in. It was Remus, holding his books, feather and ink in the other hand.
"Hurry up boys", said Remus, "Last class, we don't want to be late. I don't want another detention because of you, padfoot."
"Yeah yeah", Sirius mimicked him in a nerdy tone of voice and nudged Remus playfully. "Hurry, Prongs!"
"Yeah, I'm coming..."
Classes were over, I wandered silently around the castle . I had nothing much to do. Usually, I'd be out by the lake with Severus, but things had changed, people changed too, and I was in no mood to go there by myself. I was a very independent girl, but at times, I needed some company. I had some fellow classmates I got along with , mostly Gryffindors, but nobody I could truly open up to . I didn't trust many, that was the least that could be said.
I walked faster down the hallways , heading to the Great Hall, hoping James wouldn't follow me. What did /he/ want again?
"Oi, Evans, wait up!"
"Leave me alone , Potter. Don't you have better things to do?"
"Er, no... Wait !"
I walked quickly and entered the Great Hall, a brick of books in my arms. I sat down at a table next to Alicia Vane, and smiled politely at her.
"I'm reading, shove off", I then snapped dryly at the dark haired boy.
"Come on, Evans, you won't stay mad at me forever will you?"
I winced. "Was it fun, saturday?", I replied sarcastically with a fake smile.
"I didn't go", he sat next to me and grabbed my hand, "I didn't even want to go in the first place."
"When you don't want to go out with a girl, you don't usually ask her on a date, Potter.."
"It was stupid of me..."
"It was, indeed", I pulled my hand away from him, avoiding his gaze.
"Save your breath."
"Forgive me?", James asked , more serious than ever.
I pulled my shoulders up in a shrug, "Why should I?"
"I just didn't think you were interested, I thought you wouldn't mind me doing my thing... You've told me you're not interested so many times I've lost count", the boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"When a girl keeps pushing a guy away, maybe, just maybe she likes him? And maybe she just likes his attention? And maybe, just /maybe/ going and asking other girls out after kissing her was the most stupid and insensible thing to do?", I replied in my defense now looking at him.
James rose his hand up and pulled my chin really slowly , closer to his. His eyes glanced down at my full lips quickly before staring into my emerald eyes . He closed them, and I did so as well, losing grip of my books letting them fall loudly on the wooden table. He cupped my cheeks in his warm hands and gave me a soft, tender kiss.
"Is the most stupid and insensible boy forgiven?", he whispered.
"He still needs to prove himself", I whispered back jokingly, chuckling, and crushed my lips to James' one more time.