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Twirling the rind on my left hand, I head towards the Hogshead. In spite of the fact that I am pissed right now, I can’t bring myself to take off my ring just yet. I need to be able to see his face when I take it off for the final time. I want to see the pain….the pain that is crushing me…I want to see that pain in his eyes, no matter how hard it will be to look at.
I drop my hands to my side as I get closer to the Hogshead. He doesn’t seem to be there yet, but it shouldn’t take too long. He is almost never late, but he likes to make me be surprised at his entrance…although if he ever did a normal one I would be beyond stunned.
Suddenly, James comes around the corner and is directly in front of me. Before I can even breathe, he has his hands around my waist, and his lips against mine. I am stunned for a few seconds, unable to think.
I finally pull my mind together, and get enough control to not kiss him back. It doesn’t take him long to notice this. He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. His eyes are full of confusion, well I am almost positive that mine are full of the pain, hurt, and anger all of which he caused.
“What’s wrong?” He asks me in a whisper.
Right then and there I almost drop my anger at him. The look of truthful worry in his eyes is almost pushing me past what he did…the key word there is almost.
“You,” I finally spit, stepping back and away from him.
“Oh, I’m sorry if I startled you,” he said, almost smiling. I just glare at him.
“Okay, what did I do?” he asks, dropping the humor.
“Did you really think that I wouldn’t find out?!?” I whisper angrily. The only reason I am whispering is because this is the only way to keep myself from crying. Me screaming, especially about this, would and will make me cry.
“Okay, what are you talking about?” James asks, putting his hands on my shoulders when I don’t say anything. “What’s wrong?”
The worry in his voice and in his eyes as I glance at them, is really infuriating now. He must seriously have thought no one found out. Either that or he hoped no one was stupid enough to tell me.
“I know,” I growl at him, hoping that I won’t have to say anymore, because I am not sure that I can hold back anything for much longer.
He looks completely confused still, and I groan. “Damn it Potter, I know about what you did with her!” I say, letting my voice rise slightly.
James instantly freezes. His hands drop from my shoulders, and his eyes harden. I know he is trying to come up with some sort of excuse for this…it is just soo him.
“How the hell did you find out?” James asks.
“So the point was I shouldn’t have found out right? You were going to pretend it never happened, and never tell me,” I say, keeping my voice even.
“How did you find out?” he repeats, completely ignoring my question.
“I’ll take that as confirmation, Potter,” I say, dropping my voice as the truth hits me.
“You shouldn’t have found out this way,” he says quietly.
“You didn’t want me to find out at all. Besides, You shouldn’t have had anything like this to tell me if you could just be fucking loyal to me,” I say through gritted teeth, as I blink back the tears.
“You figure I meant any of it? None of it was truthful. Not a word of it and not a single touch eith-”
“Bullshit,” I cut him off, wiping the tears from my eyes, trying to stop them from falling any further.
“You have to know that I meant none of it,” James says, even though it sounds more like pleading to me.
“I’m not sure I know anything anymore. Especially about you,” I say, letting my voice rise at the end.
“Oh come on, you have been drunk before,” he says, sounding hurt.
“No shit. Only difference is that I wouldn’t go and find a different guy to make out with because I was,” I shoot back, not caring if it hurt him.
“You just figure that I went on to her? Who says she didn’t come to me and start-” James said, sounding angry, but stopping mid-sentence.
“Doesn’t sound like you tried to stop her at all anyways.”
“How the hell was I suppose to do anything?!?”
“Perhaps what I just did. Or even simpler, push her away and say no!” I almost shout at him, as I let a tear completely fall down my face.
“I was intoxicated,” he objected.
“So what? You knew you had me. Who cares if I wasn’t with you, you still could have said no!” I scream.
“I’m sorry, okay. I was drunk and I was weak,” he says, reaching a hand towards me like he is going to try and take the pain away.
“So a moment of weakness is what it takes to pull us apart?” I cry.
“That’s not what it takes. Please Mikaela, we can fix this,” James pleads. “Please, we can fix this.”
“No James, I’m sorry. I’m not going to go through this again. I loved you!” I say, more tears rolling down my face.
“Please Mikaela, don’t do this,” he begs. A crack of thunder sounds as I look up into his face. A tear rolls down his cheek as he says, “I love you! I can’t live without you.”
“Sorry, but find a way to survive,” I growl, wiping at my eyes, again.
“No…there is no way possible…no way,” he says, dropping to his knees in front of me.
I take a deep breath, because I can’t break down in front of him. I just can’t. I have to finish this, then I can get away, and cry.
“Answer me something,” I say, my voice quavering.
“Anything,” he replies, locking eyes with me from the ground.
I take a deep breath before asking, forcing my voice even, “Was it worth it? Was she really worth it?”
Once I said those words, some of the final words that would end this, I became hyperaware of my surroundings. I was just now noticing that there was the heavy smell of rain, all around me. It was also a lot darker out from the cloud coverage. I also notice that we have no audience. There are a few people, but not many.
It takes me only a second to notice everything, and I am only brought back to the intense moment by a crack of thunder.
“Hell no. Never for one second was it ever worth it,” he says, staring into my eyes.
“Good, I made my point clear,” I say turning around and heading towards Hogwarts.
I made it about three steps before James spun me around. I dropped my eyes to the ground before I have a chance to see his eyes. I know I am going to break his heart, just as much with mine in the next few moments, and I start full out crying. I don’t let a single sob out yet, because I have to do this and I have to be strong.
I pull the ring off of my finger. I glance at it once before closing my fist around it. I use my other hand to takes his and place it face up. I kiss my fist with the ring enclosed before dropping the ring in his hand.
Once I release it I take a few steps back and away from him. He looks at the ring, stunned. I don’t think he believes that he has it in his hand. He looks up at me and I notice that he has tears streaming down his face. My vision blurs over for a few seconds. I wipe the tears away and take one last look at him.
A crack of thunder sounds, again, as I turn around. I start sprinting towards Hogwarts just as it starts raining. As soon as I hit the gates to Hogwarts, a sob escapes me. I know I just completely screwed over every chance we could have….
Updates should be coming soon. How soon, I'm not sure, but I will try for weekly updates. Other then that, I will give you a little insentive for reading the next chapter. First, it is called Just Give Me Time, and second, James follows Mikaela. You may also find out a little more of the reason why Mikaela is sooo mad at James...I mean, you may get mad at just a kiss, but to hand back an engagement ring...that must be bad....
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Author's note: I know that I said the chapter title was suppose to be 'Just Give Me Time,' but i kinda have to change it around. I had a huge revalation, and the plot....well, Plots were changed a bit. So here is the second chapter. I was planning and posting a part of the next chapter, but i figured it was excellent that I gave you guys a chapter earlier then expected, so yeah, you get it early, and with none of the next chapter. Well, you know that the next chapter title will be, 'Just Give Me Time.' I swear it will be this time. Anyways, enjoy the chapter, and please review after reading!!
I reach the castle and push open the front doors. Once inside the entrance hall, I sprint for the steps. I slide a little on the first step, because I am completely soaked, but I don’t stop…and lately, I don’t care if I do or not.
People stare at me as I sprint past them, and I’m sure it is because I look like shit. I can imagine the little makeup I have on is probably smeared all over my face from the rain. I know tears are still streaming down my face too.
I hit the seventh floor and slow down considerably. I come around the corner and the Fat Lady’s portrait is in sight. I bark out the password and she swings forward, admitting me to the common room.
I walk briskly into the common room, tripping once over my own feet in the process. I hear a few gasps as I pretty much jog to the dorm room stairs, but I don’t stop.
I sprint up the steps and go into my dorm, slamming the door shut behind me. I hope that that is a good enough warning for my friends to just leave me alone.
I walk over to my trunk, tripping over a book in the process, thus making me fall on the end of my bed. I push myself off and open my trunk. I dig through the contents, and finally pull out a pair of shorts and a black tank top.
I pull my running shoe’s from the bottom of it too. I kick the shoe’s I am wearing off and shove them under the bed before heading for the bathroom.
I am halfway to the bathroom when the door opens and Lily Potter slides in, closing the door behind her. She looks at me cautiously, but before she can speak, I growl, “What do you want?”
“I want to know what happened,” she says quietly.
“It doesn’t really matter anyways,” I say, taking a few more steps towards the bathroom.
“Yeah it does. I have never seen you this pissed.”
“No shit,” I reply sarcastically, letting my voice rise for the next part. “You would be too if you found out your fiancé cheated on you and WASN’T PLANNING ON TELLING YOU!”
I walk into the bathroom and slam the door, locking it behind me. I put my change of clothes on the counter next to the sink before turning on the water. I hear Lily knock on the door.
“Lily, just leave me alone,” I say loud enough for her to hear, looking at the door and then into the mirror.
I almost scream because of my own reflection. My hair is no longer the dark brown that it was before I left the school this morning. It is a violent red. My eye’s, on the other hand, are black. I have never lost this much control over my morphing. True, I have never been this pissed before.
I pull my eyes away from the mirror and start cleaning the make up off my face. I ignore any and all comments that Lily makes. It is a lot more like background noise. I finally decide most of the make up is off, so I turn off the water and dry my face and hands.
I strip off my wet clothing and put on the shorts and tank top. I leave on my wet socks, and slide my running shoes on, knotting them.
I open the door, leaving my stuff on the floor in the bathroom. Lily backs up until she is in front of the door, but I don’t take much notice. I once again head for my trunk.
I dig around and pull my one purse that I have from the mess. I open it hastily and pull out my MP3 player, which is magic powered, so I can use it on the grounds of Hogwarts. I then head for the door, which Lily is still standing in front of.
“Move,” I demand.
Lily obeys, somewhat hesitant. I throw the door open and start down the steps. I hear someone mutter ‘Jeez, what’s wrong with her,” but I pay no attention to it. I need to get out of this castle now.
Halfway across the common room is as far as I make it before Lily asks, “What, you figure I won’t understand this?”
“NO YOU DON’T GET IT! YOU WON’T GET IT EITHER!” I shout, turning to face her.
“And why are you so sure?” she asks.
I can feel the flare of anger, and figure that my eyes are now bright red. “Because three days ago you couldn't even look me in the eye! You just don’t get it!” I continue to start, turning towards the portrait hole.
I catch Albus getting up as I turn and I freeze just long enough to yell at him. “You couldn’t do any better Albus!”
I run out of the portrait hole and make my way down the stairs. I can no longer tell if I’m crying or not, but I know that I don’t really care.
As soon as I am out of the castle, I head for the forbidden forest. I am soo used to sprinting the woods that I find the path quickly, and start down it, letting myself fall to a slow jog. Just as I hit the spot I start sprinting at, I see James.
I stop dead in my tracks. “What the hell do you want?”
“I want you to listen to me,” he says calmly, not looking me in the eyes.
“And what if I don’t want to,” I say fiercely.
“You will,” he says, his voice hard.
I clench my teeth and glare at him. “Talk then.”
He takes a deep breath and then starts talking. “It didn’t get as far as your thinking it did. I don’t know how you found out, but who ever it was didn’t know everything.”
I open my mouth to interrupt, but he holds his hand up. “I talk, you listen. That also means no interrupting, he says, looking at the trees behind me.
I close my mouth and clench my left hand into a fist, because the right has my MP3 player in it. He seems satisfied and I know because he starts speaking again.
“Yes, I was drunk and so was she. She came over and started flirting. The next thing I know, we are alone in the same room. She kisses me and I lose it and kiss her back. The next part I remember is tha-”
“You have no fucking idea if you did anything more,” I state.
“I trust myself to know that I didn’t do anything more,” He says, finally locking his eyes with mine.
“And I’m actually suppose to trust that?” I question.
“Well, yeah. All reasonable women would trust my say so,” James says.
My jaw drops. “Do you even care?” I am barely able to ask.
“Of course I care,” James says, not noticing his mistake in words. “I love you.”
“No you don’t. You would probably be better off with that other girl anyways. She’s probably one of your ‘reasonable women,’” I say, quoting him.
He finally realizes what he said, and I know because his next comment is, “I didn’t mean…..That didn’t come out right.”
“So what? You’re going to take back your words again? You can’t keep doing that,” I say fiercely.
“How about a trade? I’ll leave the words, but you have to take back you actions,” he says, holding out the engagement ring.
I barely glance at the ring before I take a few steps closer to him. I can see a slight smile on his lips because he figures I am going to take back my ring. I smirk slightly before making my face blank. I then say, “You can’t take back your past actions, and so I’m not going to take back mine.”
Fresh tears start to fall down my cheeks, but I really take no notice to it. I see his jaw clench and unclench, and I know I am beginning to get to him.
“You won’t hold on to that for long. You love me too much,” he says, shrugging.
“So you may think,” I growl, before moving my MP3 player from my right hand to my left. I then almost run forwards, ramming into James’ shoulder. The ring falls from his hand, and I snatch it from the air and keep going.
James catches up quickly, and grabs my left arm. I drop my MP3 player, but he still continued to twirl me around. He lets his hand slide to my wrist, holding on to it tightly. He then pulls me closer to him. I almost scream because I have never seen him act like this before. His hand securely moves around my waist.
“Release me, or I swear I will break your jaw,” I threaten, my voice even.
“Yeah right,” he chuckled, resting his forehead on mine.
I avoid his eyes, as a bit of panic sweeps through me. I have never seen him act like this, and it is beginning to scare me…
“Release me,” I growl, although the closeness of our bodies isn’t what’s bothering me.
“But your liking this a little bit. You just won’t show it,” He smirks.
“Oh yeah, I’m probably feeling just like you were with her,” I say, knowing this could knock him over the edge.
I smile slightly, as he clenches his teeth. He breaths heavily for a few moments, before he unclenches his jaw.
“You don’t play very nice,” he says lightly, through whatever anger was coursing through him. I also notice that he has me backed up against a tree.
“Never knew I had to,” I said, hoping to stall this moment, as I made a fist with my right hand, the ring still in it.
“That means there are no rules for me,” he replies, grinning, as his breath causes goose bumps on my neck.
“I wouldn’t if I were you. Last warning,” I breathed.
“Too late for that,” he whispers, leaning in towards me.
His lips brush mine, and then he pulls a way a few centimeters. In that moment, I almost lost myself. The control I had over my body, was beginning to fail. And then he closes the gap, again.
The pressure against my lips is greater this time. It snaps me out of my daze. I focus on my arm, and swing it forward, at his face.
My fist connects with his jaw, and his lips are forced away from mine. I feel a spike of pain in my hand, and then a crack. He yelps in pain, and I do everything I can to keep from making a sound.
“I told you I would,” I panted, bringing my hand, still in a fist, to my body. I step around him and pick up my MP3 player.
I take one last glance at him, holding his jaw, before I turn and start sprinting deeper into the forest. My thoughts are flying, and my hand hurts as I turn on my MP3 player.
Last question. Figured i would put it at the end, so i wouldn't spoil the chapter. Your Welcome ahead of time. Anyways, on with the question. Should Mikaela break her hand because she breaks James' jaw or no? Leave a review to let me know. Thanks!!
Chapter 3: Just Give Me Time.....and Things to Throw
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I break through the trees and Hogwarts comes into sight. The final light of the day is slowly sinking into the horizon, and the grass is still slightly damp from the rain. It has to of been at least two hours since I last was out in the light. Well, since I broke his jaw, and most likely my hand.
Not only is my hand most likely broken, but I am coated in mud from when I let myself fall to the ground. Sprinting for that long of a time, got me soo tired and I just fell to the ground…in the mud. The other thing that kind of sucks is that I once again have my engagement ring on my finger again. It has to go on the left, because I can’t move my ring finger on my right hand.
I break into a jog towards the castle. If I can get there fast enough, I will be able to make it to the hospital wing before the end of dinner, avoiding being stared at and questioned. It is brilliant.
I push open the oak front doors slowly, trying to avoid making noise. I look around the edge of the door, and see no one. I slide into the entrance hall, and then I quietly go up the stairs. No attention is drawn to me, so I quickly walk towards the hospital wing.
I turn down the corridor that the portrait hole is in. So far, I have not had to deal with anyone because of secret passages and empty corridors. The only problem is that I have many friends who are within the common room, or heading for it. They will all want to know what happened, and lately, I don’t want to explain it. I don’t even want to think about it.
Only problem is that it is near impossible not to. It turns out I did break my hand, and a finger. The hand was fixed within a few minutes. The finger, my right hand ring finger, was not as easy. Who knows exactly what I did to it, but Madame Pierre didn’t just do a healing charm. Instead, I have it in a splint type thing, and it makes it near impossible to do anything.
I stop just before the portrait hole, and out of view of the other corridor that you can see the portrait of the Fat Lady from.
“Password please,” the Fat Lady says kindly.
“Phoenix,” I murmur, letting my voice project just enough for the password to be heard.
The portrait swings open, and I hesitantly walk in. Once I’m on the inside, I head straight for my dorm. I don’t look around to see who is there, and who isn’t. I do slam the door of the dorm room, but not with as much force. I go over to my trunk and throw my MP3 player into the contents of the trunk. I then dig through it, pulling out a pair of flannel pants, a tank top, and a sweat shirt.
I head for the bathroom, wanting to take a long hot shower. As I enter the bathroom, I hear the dorm room door open. I close the bathroom door behind my anyways, and put my stuff in a nice pile on the counter. I pull a towel out of the cabinet and place it on the rail outside of the shower.
I start the shower, and make sure that the temperature will be warm enough. I then remember that I have to make the splint water proof, so I don’t fully destroy the stupid thing. I sigh, because I once again don’t have my wand on me.
I walk out of the bathroom, and see Rose sitting on her bed, with a book in her hand. She glances up only slightly as I walk across the dorm to my side table and pick up my wand. I walk back to the bathroom and close the door with a click. I cast a waterproof spell on my finger and then place my wand beside my clothes. I strip off the dirty one’s and throw them in the hamper before getting in the shower.
The warm water feels so nice, and that is when I notice how cold I actually am from being outside in the cold. I really must be losing my mind…not like it is impossible anyways.
There is a light knock on the bathroom door a few minutes after I get in the shower.
“Come in,” I say, loud enough for Rose to hear.
I hear the door open, and then it clicks closed. “Hey,” Rose says.
“How good did you get him?” she asks
I let out a weak laugh. “Enough to break my hand and a finger. I sure as hell hope I broke his jaw.”
Rose laughs quietly too, before talking again. “He really did screw up this time, didn’t he?”
I feel the a tear slide down my cheek, “Yeah, he did.”
Rose falls quiet, and it stays quiet for another 5 minutes…well, other then the sound of the shower.
Finally, Rose says, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry Rose. It’s not your fault he is a complete arse,” I say.
It is quiet for a few more minutes. It isn’t really an awkward silence, but more of a silence in which no words can really be spoken. There are no words to even break this silence. It just makes the situation burn more in my memory.
“Can we continue any more of this later? Please?” I finally ask, irritated at the memory which just won’t go away.
“Yeah, it is probably better to continue later.”
I hear the door open, and then close.
The contents of my trunk are spread all over the floor all around me. I am, digging through the final contents of it. I take whatever thing reminds me of him, and launching it at the wall. As each one shatters, it hurt, but then it makes me feel better. I have no idea how that works, but I know that I can’t stand looking at any of it.
I pull out another picture frame. I look at the picture, feeling a flare of anger at how happy the two of us look, holding hands and laughing.
As I launch the picture frame at the wall, the door opens. The picture frame hit’s the wall and shatters, but I don’t look at the door way. I know who’s there already.
"What the bloody hell are you doing? I could hear the racket you're making all the way in the common room!" Rach says from the door way.
"I'm destroying....things," I say, going back to my trunk to find something more to destroy.
"And why would that be?" she asks, sounding slightly miffed.
"Hmmmm.....I wonder," I say sarcastically.
“It’s his fault…” Rose says quietly, as I pick up another fragile thing to launch at the wall.
"What did he do now?" she asks.
"Alot more then he should have," I say, forcing my voice even. I stand up, dropping the object in my hands back into my trunk. I hear a sound, and I guess that the glass cracked. I turn around and walk towards Rach, Cat and Rose. I hold out my left hand, which has no ring on it.
"Oh shit... Mikaela what the hell? I know that asking you to explain will make you feel worse, but if you need us to help we have to know what's going on," Rach says softly.
“Yeah, you have to explain to us what he did,” Cat says, pretty much repeating what Rach said.
I hold myself together and look at Rose. I see the look she gives me. It is a mix of hatred at how stupid her cousin was, and encouragement for me to tell Cat and Rach the thing that started it all.
Taking a deep breath, and dropping my eye’s to the ground, I say, “He cheated on me.”
"Oh my god Mikaela,” Rach whispers, stunned.
“Why the hell did he do that?” Cat blurted out.
“I don’t know, but I know that he cheated on me,” I say, my voice cracking.
“He and the other girl were drunk to,” Rose says quietly, moving and sitting on her bed.
“And he wasn’t going to tell me,” I add.
"That bastard. When I get my hands on him..." Rach starts.
“Break his jaw for me again,” I spit.
"Oh I'll do more than that. It's start with a bat bogey hex and it will end with him slowly bleeding to death,” she says venomously.
“Wait, when did you find out what he did? And is this whole thing the reason for you new look?” Cat asks after a minute of silence.
“Three days ago,” I answer. “As for the second one, yeah. Lost control of my temper. My hair was flaring red yesterday. Since then, it has been black….”
"Wow. Your hair is almost never like that, but his is completely understandable. What did he do to make you break his jaw?" she asks.
I pull my right hand further into my sweat shirt sleeve, and take a deep breath. “Well, I sprinted into the forest, down my usual path. I get to the path crossway, and he’s there. He kind of explains what he did…I cut him off. He asked me to take back the ring and I refused. I stalked past him, and he took my wrist, and backed me up to a tree. I had no means of escape. I was trying to stall or something to get away. Well, I said something that got him mad…”
I trail off, as a slight tinge of pain runs through my hand. I didn’t figure it to be painless to talk about it, but I never expected the pain there was. Fort he most part, I was keeping the pain to myself, but some of it showed…it had to of.
“What happened next,” Cat asks quietly, putting a hand on my shoulder.
I flinched slightly from the contact, but spoke anyways. “I warned him not to, but he didn’t. I don’t know what was up with him, but he started kissing me, and I just threw a punch at him,” I finish quietly.
"I'm going to kill him, I swear. He can't just cheat on you and then expect that you'll actually want to kiss him... or talk to him for that matter,” Rach says.
“I warned him three or four times, but he still did,” I said, as Cat dropped her arm from my shoulder.
“It is soo unlike him,” Rose says.
"And you broke your finger huh? At least it was worth his pain right?" Rach asks.
“Yeah, the finger isn’t too bad. The hand was a bit more painful,” I say with a grimace.
“Wow,” Cat whispers.
"I'm surprised you didn't hurt yourself more. We all know how you trip more when you're agitated,” Rach says with a slight smirk.
“Ha ha ha, funny,” I say sarcastically. “And don’t worry, I made up for not injuring myself more in his presence. I did run deeper into the forest after that…..stupid mud…”
"Poor Grim.... What are you going to do now?" she asks me.
“Continue destroying all of the crap that reminds me of him. And then try not to cut myself on the pieces of it,” I say with a small smile that doesn’t really touch my eyes.
"It helps doesn't it? Throwing things?" Rach asks.
I think for a moment. "Actually, it makes me feel a lot better."
Author's Note: Okay, well, here is your quick update. This chapter had some fluff in it, so it was a little faster to type. And don't worry, some of this stuff is important in later chapters, so not all of it is useless. Other then that, i will say that Grim is on of Mikaela's nicknames. Oh, the next chapter is going to include a fight. Mikaela and Rach vs. Cat and Rose. All i'm gonna say for now....and yes, i know that is evil to only say that much. Anyways, leave a review for this chapter. Please. I always love to read what you guys think of my story. Also, if you have thoughts and guesses on what happens in the next chapter or later in the story let me know. Also if you know the cuase of James cheating on Mikaela. Always would love to hear your thoughts. So, Leave a review please and thank you!
Rach, Albus, me and the rest of the Quidditch team enter the Great Hall. We had a lovely 5 in the morning practice, planned by me. Why I had to take the mornings and leave the afternoons to Ravenclaw, I really don’t know.
“So you just had to take mornings?” Albus complained.
“Yeah, I just love listening to you whine,” I reply sarcastically.
“Don’t worry, Al. She likes this no more then you do,” Rach assures him.
“Then why doesn’t she just switch hours?” Al asks.
“First of all, I’m still here. And anyways, there is only 2 days left, so get over yourself,” I reply, sitting down at the Gryffindor Table, next to Cat. Rach sits down on my other side, and Albus sits next to her.
Most of breakfast after that was spent in silence. There was some conversation as we were joined by Kevin, Tiffany, Domie, Roxie and Rose, but for the most part, it stayed low key. Morning post was the thing that screwed up our nice silence.
I am picking at my eggs. I really don’t feel like eating, and I don’t really eat much anyways. An owl swoops down in front of me. I look at the bird. I really don’t recognize it in the least bit, so I reach over and untie the letter. I look at the letter and see my name scrawled on the paper…in James’ hand writing.
I feel a wave of irritation flow through me. Why the hell would he owl me? I mean, seriously, have I not gotten my point across to him yet? I have told him countless times to just leave me alone. I thought that the broken jaw would have taught him a lesson at least.
“Did he seriously send you that?” asks Rach in an undertone.
“Yeah…” I say quietly.
No one else at the table thinks it is new that I got a letter, so I figure I can look at it and see what he has to say. I mean, maybe he will say he will actually leave me alone. So, I started reading:
I’m soo sorry. I really need you to just listen to all of what I have to say. I’m not trying to be a bad guy here. Really, I’m not. And you probably shouldn’t have broken your hand just so you could break my jaw. It took them about two seconds to fix.
I stop reading at that point. I can’t believe someone, at this very table, told James I broke my hand. I will seriously kill them. Although, it is good to know that I broke his jaw.
I pull out my wand. The only people who notice are Rach, Cat and Rose. Cat and Rach lean away from me and I set the letter on fire, letting it fall onto the middle of the table.
“Holy shit,” Tiffany says, leaning back from the table across from me. “What was that for?”
“Lame excuses, and I don’t want to hear them from him,” I reply.
“Okay, could you please explain this to me,” Tiff asks me.
“Fine, but not here. In the common room. Let’s go,” I say getting up. Rach, Rose, Cat, and Albus all look at me. I shake my head slightly, meaning they don’t have to follow.
They go back to eating and I walk out of the great hall, Tiffany following me. “Where do I start?” I ask, as we start up the stairs.
I walk into the common room with Rach. Cat and Rose said that they wanted to talk to me during free period. I have a feeling that this is not going to be good. They haven’t talked to me or Rach a lot since yesterday. It could be that I don’t really talk a lot, but I normally tell them things, but it was really weird around them at breakfast this morning. It was like they were trying to separate themselves from me…
“Hey Rose, hey Cat, What’s up?” I ask, sitting on the sofa across from them. Rach sits in the chair to the right of me.
“We need to talk,” Cat says, not looking at me or Rach.
"Okay..." Rach says.
I glance at her before I focus in on Cat and Rose.
“Well…I don’t think…actually, we don’t think that you should do this to James,” Rose says quietly.
“What do you mean by we?” I ask, looking at Rose, Cat and Rach.
"Me and Rose,” says Cat, glancing at me, and then letting her gaze turn to the ground.
“What are you trying to tell me?” I ask, trying not to let any shock show in my face.
“We think you’ve over reacted a bit,” Rose says.
My jaw drops, and I can't find any words to speak.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me,” Rach says, sounding stunned.
“We’re not,” Cat says.
“So you trust James, over you best friend?” I say, a slight edge to my voice.
“James is my cousin, shall I mention,” Rose says, looking at me for the first time since I walked in.
"So much for sisterhood. I guess you are really a blood traitor Rose," Rach says.
“And you figure James tells you the whole truth?” I say, not giving Rose a chance to speak after Rach’s comment.
“First, I know you didn’t tell the whole truth,” she spits at me, getting to her feet. “And why the hell do you now decide I’m a blood traitor.”
"Because, you're willing to go against your friends. Being a blood traitor doesn't always mean being nice to muggles,” Rach says, getting to her feet and stepping up next to me.
Cat also gets to her feet, although she stays back a little farther then Rose. I find it a little more then aggravating then she must realize.
“And I could shoot it back the same way there Rachel. You’re suddenly against James,” Rose sneers.
“She does have good reason,” I say, a wave of anger coursing through me. “And you’ve spent too much time with Malfoy to know any better.”
"James started this whole mess Weasley!" Rach almost shouts back, pushing Rose backwards onto the couch, ignoring my comment.
“I think you’ve got it a bit backwards Sanford. She’s the one who didn’t listen to him and let him explain,” Rose says, pushing herself off from the couch, also letting my comment slide.
“The hell with listening to him, he was trying to kiss me by force for god’s sake,” I say, my hand gripping my wand.
"And you two, especially you cowardly ass hole," Rach says, pointing at Cat, "need to get your facts straight. James is low, despicable, man whore who can't see what he has right in front of him."
“He knew she was there!” Cat shouts, looking at Rach and me both. “He was trying to protect her.”
"HOW WAS HE PROTECTING HER!!" Rach screams, taking out her wand, and pointing it at the pair of them.
Cat clenches her jaw and gives us both death glares. She doesn’t say anything, or even seem threatened by Rach having her wand out.
“I don’t need a protector, and I sure as hell don’t need people around me who think I do,” I scream back, clenching my hands into fists, even though it hurt the right one.
“Maybe if Rosier would just listen to him, it would make sense,” Rose spat, her fists clenched.
“He’s an asshole, and he ran out of his chances to explain. He keeps taking back his words and I don’t know which to believe,” I growl.
"He has no explanation Rose! He has no reasons to be right! You people with pea sized brains can't see that he CHEATED on her! He committed adultery!" Rach screams.
“He has a reason!” Rose and Cat both scream at the same time.
I drop all pretenses of acting civil and draw my wand. “You two are to stay out of my problems, and my life. Stay the hell out of my way, and we shouldn’t have issue’s,” I say, keeping my voice even. “Now if you don’t mind, Rach and I have better places to be then here listening to you defend the losing side.” I drop my wand hand and then walk towards the portrait hole.
"Just stay away from us you bitches and I won't have to resort to using sectumsempra on you two," Rach says ferociously before following me. We both stalk out of the portrait hole and down the stairs.
Author's Note: Yes, yes, I know. Evil way to end the chapter. Well, not really. I guess the evil part is not answering the big question. Or just leaving the big question behind. And I'm sorrry, but I'm not gonna elaborate on what I'm talking about. I say anything, and it is pretty much a spoiler. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter. If you have the time, and would like to make my day, just type a review....in the box below....you know, tell me if you liked it or not. Tell me if my spelling is off, becuase I'm not really....brilliant at...you know, spelling and using the right word. I am kinda crazy that way. Oh, the next chapter is being worked on. I have no chapter title to give out yet. I don't know if i like the chapter title i have or not. Other then that, there is another fight in the next chapter. I was going to say James isn't in it, but there is one spot where he showes his face. No, he is not in the fight. This fight is between Mikaela and Tiffany Blue. Tiff is a freind of Mikaela's, and she trusted her with everything. Anyways, i am going to go work on chapter 5. The wait for chapter 5 could be a little longer then normal, but i'm not sure. Anyways, leave me a review, and thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. --I will try and make shorter Author Notes. I sometimes babble.--
I use a drying spell to dry my hair, and then brush through it. I turn the bangs a relaxed red, and leave the rest of it black. I pull back everything but the bangs and put a ponytail in. I look at my make-up sitting on the counter before deciding I don’t want to put any on.
I launch my dirty clothes in the hamper, and I unlock the bathroom door. All of my roommates are awake by now, but the dorm is completely silent. I walk over to my bed and pull on my Chuck Taylor's.
As I tie them, I say to Rach, “Morning.”
“Morning Mikaela,” She replies.
“Figure we’ll get away without rain this Hogsmeade weekend…since it is just seventh years?” I ask her, as I dig through my trunk and pull out a sweatshirt. I throw it on over my tank top.
“I hope so. I don’t feel like getting soaked today,” Rach replies.
I laugh and then head for the dorm door, completely ignoring Rose and Cat as I pass by them. Rach is up beside me as open the door.
“Your actually going to Hogsmeade after what happened last week?” Rose says, causing me to swing around in a second and glare at her.
“Doesn’t really matter to you, does it?” I sneer before adding, “And I do recall saying stay out of my life.”
“Whatever,” she says with a slight smirk before walking into the bathroom. I send a glare at Cat, who is now looking at me, before turning and walking out of the dorm. Rach mutters something that sounds like ‘bitches’ before turning and following me.
At the bottom of the stairs, I say hi to Albus, who is waiting for me and Rach, as usual. I then walk across the common room and out the portrait hole, headed for the great hall.
With most of the morning gone, I am now on my own. I was with Albus and Rach earlier, but I told them to go hang out before the Quidditch meeting which is sometime in the next 45 minutes. Until then, I have to figure out something to do. It does seem a lot more boring when I’m just on my own, but I figure I can go look at Quidditch gear and then go to the Hogshead or the Three Broomsticks for a while.
With that in mind, I head for the Quidditch shop. I enter the building and begin looking through what they have.
After 15 minutes, I leave the shop. There wasn’t anything all that exciting, and I got bored of walking around there. Now I’m headed for the Hogshead. I figure there will be less people I know, and that means I get to avoid the stares from Potters’ fan club.
And yes, when I say Potters’ fan club, I do mean him. I am also saying that as a bad thing. I think that I would prefer to have my broken hand back over all the random stares, and the really annoying questions.
I push open the hogshead door and slide inside. The room I enter is warm, and seemingly spacious. It seems to have changed a lot since it did back when my dad was in school…but that’s not really surprising.
I start walking towards a table, when I hear a voice that catches my attention….James’.
I gasp before pulling myself back against the wall. I am not sure who the hell he is talking to, but I do know that he is in Hogsmeade, and is probably going to ruin my day. Taking a deep breath, I look around the corner. I see him sitting across from some girl.
I don’t really care who the girl is, but I more of want to know what he’s talking about. For some reason, I have a feeling it’s me.
I slowly move myself around the corner, and them make my way to the wall a table before his. As I make it there, I hear his voice.
“She completely over exaggerated! I did not go as far as that,” James says to whoever he’s talking to.
“How far did you go?” asks a familiar sounding female voice.
I clench my jaw as I continue listening.
“Not as far as everyone figures,” he replies
“Okay, so what about in the forest?” the female asks.
“How much do you already know?” James asks.
“I know that you had her wrist and that you kissed her. I also know that she punched you in the jaw, breaking her hand and your jaw…I think,” The female replies.
I swear I know who is talking. She’s got to be someone who I told all of this info too…but the only one’s who I told were Cat, Rose….
“Yes my jaw was broken,” he replies. “And she didn’t tell you that she only gave me a single warning, and then just started egging me on?”
…Rach, Domie, Roxie…. There had to of been more….
“You’re kidding right? Mikaela wouldn’t do anything like that,” The female says again.
“No, I’m not kidding. That’s what she did,” He replies.
Oh yeah Lily….there has to be at least one more….
“I’m getting a lot more truth out of you, then I did from Mikaela,” The female replies.
…Oh my gosh….Tiffany.,
“Really?” James asks, leaning back in his chair, and Tiffany comes into my sight. A flare up of anger runs through me as I register what she just said.
I turn on my heel then and storm out of the hogshead. I don’t really care if either of the two of them saw me, because I just can’t believe my friend is a traitor….and I can’t believe it.
I storm up to the castle and head for the class room where the Quidditch meeting will take place in a little less then 10 minutes. I want to punch something…anything, but I held back the urge. Instead, I picked up a piece of chalk and started drawing some of the plays for out final game on the board.
I walk into the Great Hall, feeling completely peeved. I don’t figure it would take much to set me off, which brings me to the same thought I have been thinking for the past ten minutes, ‘why am I going to lunch, if I’m just gonna explode?’
I still don’t have an answer to that as I walk down the Gryffindor table and sit across from Tiffany. I don’t even glance at her, as I put random things on my plate. Rach and Albus each sit on an opposite side of me, knowing that it is likely I will explode. I don’t know if they will try to hold me back if I do explode, but at least they’re there for me…as they told me about 40 or so minutes ago.
I shove a forkful of something random in my mouth as random conversations arise at the table. I don’t make an attempt to even focus in on a single one of them….at least until Rose speaks up.
“So what did you guys all do in Hogsmeade?”
I ignore all answers until it’s Tiff’s turn to talk. “Many things including see my son and talk with James,” she said, saying James’ name very quickly.
“Talked to whom?” Rose asks.
I clench my jaw as I shoot a glare at Rose. She smirks slightly and I know she was in on this one.
“Ummm….James,” Tiff replies.
I drop the tense red color that was in my hair for black, hoping that was warning enough that I was in no mood to listen to any of this.
“About what?” Cat whispers. I glance at her and see the reluctance in her eyes. She knows this is beyond wrong yet she is still continuing…..lovely.
“The break up,” Tiff replies, almost making me drop my fork. “And for once, someone told me everything.”
This time, I do drop my fork, and draw my hands under the table. Beside me, Rach also drops her fork, but she picks it up silently.
“Unlike someone,” she adds, adding a bit of emphasis at the end.
I glance at up Tiff and see the pointed glare she shoots my way. I clench my fist as a wave of fury washes through me. I let some of the anger trickle into my hair, turning it red, and then back to black. Rach drops her fork also, and makes no attempt to pick it up. She is giving Tiff a death glare.
“Some people are a bit moody…must be the same time of the month for them both,” Tiff says, a bit of amusement in her voice.
I clench my fists and hear Rose add, “Either that or they just like PMSing.”
I fly to my feet at the same time as Rach, making the bench we were sitting on go flying backwards. It clatters to the floor and draws a lot of attention to us, not that I really care.
Silence follows throughout the whole Great Hall. I glance up at the table and I see the stunned look on Rose’s face. I don’t think she has ever seen me react this badly…well, at least not for a while.
I turn and start walking, and I hear Rach and Albus follow. I know it is going to take a lot to get myself to calm down…I don’t think I can take another word from anyone against me right now that won’t make me explode.
As I get to the oak front doors, I hear a voice from across the entrance hall.
“Leaving so soon? I don’t believe I’m done with you yet.”
“How much more could you possibly want from me? You’ve already ruined my life thanks,” I say, swinging around to face Tiffany.
“I need loads more,” she replies.
“Who gives a fuc-”
“Shut it groupie. I don’t believe I was talking to you,” Tiff says, cutting Rach off. She then turns back to me and asks, “Why didn’t you tell me the whole thing?”
“Because I just wanted you to run off and take Potters’ side,” I say sarcastically.
“Well, someone has officially decided my side.”
“Fuck off traitor,” I sneer, not knowing if she was telling the truth or not.
“When I’m done,” She pauses before continuing, “Maybe you don’t love him.”
I pull my wand out in two seconds flat, and drop all of the control I had over my hair.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t mean….I didn’t say that right,” she says, smirking slightly.
My Jaw clenches again, and I hear Rach muttering a few choice curse words. I think quickly for a comeback that would hit her hard back, and it hits me.
“Back tracking words….Is that what Kevin had to do,” I say through my clenched teeth.
“What are you talking about Rosier?” She asks through clenched teeth.
“Well, Thomas, he must’ve had to back track his words and actions just so you’d accept his apology…and I know why he figured it would work to,” I say, narrowing my eyes, and anticipating her reaction.
“You don’t play very nice do you,” she shouts back, her hair now turning red too.
“Never knew I had to,” I growl back, ignoring the pain of the memory that was coming back.
“I see how you’re unreasonable,” she says.
I drop all my pretenses, because she’s hitting way below the belt now. “Don’t you dare.”
“Too late,” she replies, sneering.
“You have your warning,” I say, pointing my wand at her. “You go any farther, I’ll curse you, and not care if it hurts.”
“Oh yeah, is that believable. I bet you didn’t even punch James. Chickened out and then punched a rock, making it seem like you were violent towards him. It is more likely,” Tiffany says.
I lose all control at this point and the curse is muttered and within a second of it leaving my mouth, Tiffany is blasted back against the wall. I hear a few cracks, but only flinch back slightly. She then slides to the ground.
“You filthy slut,” I growl, before walking towards the door. I stop there and turn my head, waiting to see what the reactions are from the other 2 and Tiff’s own.
Tiff pushes up off of the ground slightly and goes to draw her wand. I know she is going to try and attack me, but I also know it is far from going to work.
"You do anything to her you backstabbing bitch and I swear you will not live to see the morning,” Rach warns her, drawing her wand.
Tiffany gives no verbal response, but pushes herself off of the ground. She then takes her wand and points it at me.
"I warned you, if you do anything to her I will make sure your life is hell from here on out. You and the rest of your filthy, dirty gang of hoes,” Rach warns, again.
“Shut it, you filthy bitch,” Tiffany says before saying stupefy.
I send out protego in about a second flat, and she’s not even half way done saying the spell. The spell then flies at me, and it deflected easily.
Rach’s reaction is instant. “Relashio,” she says, sending sparks flying at Tiffany.
Tiffany jumps back in surprise and looses her balance. She falls backwards and hit’s the wall, and then the floor. Rach then turns and walks towards the doors, with Albus following.
I know we have had enough, and I walk out of the castle, and start jogging towards Hogsmeade. I am still peeved, and I don’t think anything could solve that….My only other hope is that Potter is no where to be seen, otherwise I could likely explode on him too.
Author's Note: Okay, so this chapter was up a bit later then expected, but it is a pretty awesome chapter. It took a while to get some of the wording, and I got a bit lazy....sorry about that. Anyways, Next chapter James shows his face a wee bit more....okay maybe a bit more then that, but anyways, there is also a Flash back-wierd spasm sort of thing, and a quidditch Final match in the next chapter too. So that's something to look forward to. Other then that, you can leave a review in the box that says review below. You can say your favorite part, or other theories, or if you like the story so far and if it makes sense yet.... I would also like to thank the readers that have been reading...you guys are really awesome. Oh yeah, last comment, Merry Christmas (a little late), Happy holidays (to those who celebrate holidays), and finally Happy New Year, in case my next chapter doesn't come before then!