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Chapter 1 : My BFF
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“James Sirius Potter! If you do that again, I’ll curse you!”
The boy with messy black hair and sparkling green eyes standing next to me smirked. “Come on, Libby. I’m only teasing.”
I stuck out my tongue at him and ran my fingers through my messed up brown hair. He had just lifted me over his shoulder and carried me down the hall in front of everyone, and he expected me to just laugh at his “hilarious” joke? Ya right!
I turned to him and gave him a playful shove, “Just get to class, Potter.”
He bowed to me, grabbing my hand as if to kiss it. “As you say, oh great princess. I hope to meet again.” Shaking him off of me I rolled my eyes, yet smiled in spite of myself. That was just one of those things with James, he’s never serious about any of the flirting kind of things, I’m just practice for him.
You see, James and I have been best friends since I beat him up back when we were eleven. We knew each other and he hung with my older brother before that, but ever since that day in first year, we’ve been inseparable. A lot of people are confused when we tell of how we became best friends, but I guess it’s a little easier to understand when you hear the whole story about me giving James that black eye and bloody nose. Okay, so I lied, our friendship still doesn’t make any sense even after you know the whole story, but this is how it went.
It was my first year at Hogwarts and I was exhausted from the first week. I sat under the tree that is now known as our tree, mine and James’. That’s when James and his friend Rob came along, whispering together.
“Go on!” I heard Rob whisper urgently. I looked up and saw James take a step toward me with a look of complete arrogance on his face.
“Hey Wood,” he said casually.
I rolled my eyes, “What do you and you’re big headed friend want now James?” I asked him, glancing at Rob.
“I heard that you have been crushing on someone in our class!”
“Who?” I asked raising my eyebrows.
James smirked “You like Danny Finnagen!”
I crossed my arms “I do not!”
“You do too, and I can prove it!” This startled me. I did have a crush on Danny that year and had written it in my diary, but I couldn’t figure out how he knew.
“How can you prove it?” I asked angrily.
Then he held out a flower patterned book. I recognized it at once and I jumped to my feet.
“My diary! How did you get it? Give it back!” I reached for it, but he held it high over his head and jumped out of the way.
“I hope you don’t mind, Rob and I figured we would go and show Danny; see what he says about it.”
“Don’t! Give that back!”
James ran and I chased after him, hearing Rob cracking up a few feet away. He threw the book to Rob who then threw it back again. When he started running back up to the castle, I caught up to him.
“James, this isn’t funny. Give my book back!” I screamed at him.
“I’d rather not.” Then he opened up a page, “Today I had potions… I sat next to Danny… he has the cutest…” James didn’t have the chance to finish… I tackled him.
Rolling on the ground, we both pinched and kicked and I finally punched him in the face. Harsh, I know, but I was caught up in the moment. Besides, maybe if he hadn’t been picking on a poor, innocent girl … well, practically innocent, then James wouldn’t have had that problem!
I was finally pulled from James, kicking and clawing at him, by a Ravenclaw prefect who‘d heard the noise. I don’t remember much of the reprimanding, but we both ended up with detention together.
“Nice Potter! Now I have detention and it’s all your fault.” I cried, tears starting to run down my cheeks. I hated getting in trouble. James was sent to the hospital wing to get cleaned up.
Detention the next day included cleaning the trophy room together. Suddenly, James said, “Libby, I’m sorry I stole your diary.”
I looked over at him surprised. I had beat the pulp out of him and he was apologizing! It was the last thing I expected from someone who had always seemed so big-headed. I looked over at him to see if his apology was genuine and saw him with his head hanging sadly.
“I understand if you never want to talk to me again. And I’m sorry I made you cry.” he looked up to see my reaction. I looked down shyly.
“It’s alright. I wouldn’t have minded if you would have told Danny. I don’t like him that much anymore anyway.”
“After I beat you up, he laughed at me and told everyone I was weird.”
James made a face. “Did I ever mention that I didn’t like him?”
I smiled shyly, then went back to polishing trophies. At the end of detention, we walked back to the common room together.
Now that I think about it, I never did apologize for punching him; maybe I will someday.
Anyways, the rest of the way back to the common room, we plotted on how to get Danny back for calling me weird. The ideas went from making him eat worms to sneaking a niffer into his room.
From that day on we were best friends.
“Hello! Libby, you in there?”
I shook my head. Great. Way to zone out again, Libby. Did I ever mention that I do that a lot?
Alycia Jordan’s chocolate eyes were starring at me, intrigued.
“Huh?” I said, confused.
Lyci’s face broke into a grin and she laughed. “Thought not.” she stated plainly. She sighed, shaking her head, “Class time Libby.” Promptly, Alycia’s arm curved through mine and she began to pull me to class.
Divination, just what I needed. Did you get the sarcasm? It was definitely intended if you didn’t. Just one more year of it though. I’m out after OWLs. ONE. MORE. YEAR! YES!
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