Chapter 4 : I love you too, honey
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“I still don’t get it, James,” Amelia stated as they both sat in the bedroom they were being forced to share. James was sitting on the bed he had made on the floor and Amelia was sitting on the double bed. “How can none of your family know about us?”
“Because I didn’t have the guts to tell them that I had ruined things with us,” James admitted, not looking up at her.
Amelia let out an annoyed cry, “But no one knew. How is that even possible? You and your cousins are close, how have you not told them? How did it not slip out?”
James coughed slightly before he sat up straight. “If I’m perfectly honest, I haven’t seen much of them since we broke up. I’ve just been hiding away on my own, or claiming that both you and I were busy.” He fiddled with the cover he was sitting on, still not looking up at her; he gave a shrug as he continued.
“It just came out one day when I was tired of them asking when we were going to go over to see them and I told them that me and you had plans. It just escalated since then on and I just lied more.”
Amelia rolled her eyes at her husband; they had yet to get divorced. Now that James had got back in touch with her, she was going to tell him after this weekend that she wanted proceedings started. “You should have told them. They’re going to be so annoyed at both of us for lying to them once this is all over.”
“I’ll take all of the blame, don’t worry.” James admitted finally looking up at her.
“Damn straight you will,” Amelia shot out annoyed as she crossed her arms, “I just can’t believe it. You haven’t even told your parents. My parents knew a few days after it happened; my brother knew the day I kicked you out.”
Amelia had written to her parents, who had resided in Romania since Amelia began her Healer training, a few days after it had happened. Despite their son's being best friends at school, they had only met and spoken to the Potter family at the party James and Amelia threw after they got back from Las Vegas to celebrate their nuptials, other than that they had no need to contact them.
Amelia’s brother was a different story, having been best friends with James when they were at school; he had wanted to hurt James as much as he could. This was the reason why they weren’t friends anymore. The only thing stopping him was Amelia, who had told him that it was not worth it and that she just wanted to deal with it alone.
“I was expecting your brother to go round telling everyone what happened. I’m actually surprised it didn’t make it into the Daily Prophet,” James admitted with a laugh, causing Amelia to look up and glare at him.
“Well, unlike you, Adam actually cares if I get humiliated or not. I told him that it wasn’t anyone else’s business, and he’s been trustworthy enough to keep his word. The same can’t be said for certain people.”
“There was a dig towards me in that speech wasn’t there?” James asked. Amelia shook her head angrily at him before she grabbed her night things and stormed into the bathroom, pushing passed him on her way and muttering about how James was the most untrustworthy person she knew.
James let out a sigh as he stood up and walked out of the room to use the bathroom down the hall so he could get ready for bed. Thinking about how he always knew how to do and say the wrong thing, he let out another sigh before, deciding to apologise when he got back to the room for what he had said about Adam. But when he finally made it back to the room, Amelia was snuggled under the covers with her back to him. Either asleep or pretending to be just so she could avoid having a conversation with him.
James took a deep breath before he put his stuff away and then lay down on his makeshift bed, turning so he was facing her. Waving his wand the light went out; leaving them in darkness.
He placed his wand away before he looked at where he knew she was lying, wishing more than anything that he could lay next to her.
Amelia tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable again. A loud noise was filling the room and it had woken her up about five minutes ago. For a while after she had awoken, she tried to figure out where the noise had come from and it wasn’t until she lifted her head to look over at James, sprawled out on the floor, did she work it out.
Letting out a loud groan, she pulled a pillow over her head to drown out the noise but to no avail, the noise from James’s snoring was too loud. She couldn’t believe that she had forgotten about it. She let out a growl before getting out of the bed angrily, throwing the covers down and scraping her hair away from her face.
She looked down to see James sprawled over most the floor, his arms stuck out at odd angles and his mouth open, drooling into his pillow. Amelia glared down at him; he was blocking her way to the bathroom.
She decided to walk over James, causing him to stop snoring and to let out a 'oomph' as she walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and not caring if it had woken him up. Feeling quite pleased with herself that she had caused him pain, she locked the door and turned on the shower.
After getting washed, dried and dressed, she walked out of the bathroom to see that James was already dressed and had put his blanket and pillow onto the bed, making it.
“Where did you wash?” she asked him, concerned that he had just got dressed, which wouldn’t have surprised her in the slightest.
“The bathroom down the hall,” he said with a shrug before he ran his hand through his hair again, she had forgotten how much of an annoying habit that was. “Are you ready for breakfast?” he added.
“I suppose,” she said haughtily.
“Oh, and why exactly, did you tread on me this morning?” he asked, as he opened the door for her and they both walked out of the room and over to the stairs.
Amelia tried to hide her smirk, “Well, you woke me up with your snoring, so I thought that, that was the only way to wake you up,” she walked in front of him to go down the stairs.
“And you didn’t think to just shake me awake or call my name?” he asked an eyebrow raised at her.
She shrugged at him, “It never crossed my mind.”
James shook his head as he walked in front of her, leading them to the kitchen. The smell of bacon wafting through the now open door and Amelia felt her stomach rumble slightly.
“Good morning,” Ginny beamed at them, standing at the stove as she fried bacon. Amelia could see eggs cooking in another pan and sausages sizzling away. She forgot how much she loved Ginny’s cooking, almost rivalling that of Molly Weasley seniors. Harry was sitting at the kitchen table, a coffee in one hand and the Daily Prophet in the other. He was reading intently, but looked up and gave them a smile as they entered the room; he was dressed in his work robes and was ready to go to work after his breakfast.
James pulled out a chair for Amelia to sit down and she sat on it sceptically, wondering what James was up to. He merely smiled down at her before he too sat down. Amelia turned to face Ginny.
“Was there anything that I could help with?” she enquired; Ginny looked up and smiled thankfully for her offer.
“That’s really nice of you, dear. But I’m almost done,” she returned to her cooking and Amelia turned around to face the others.
“So, when are Albus and Mariah getting here?” James asked his father as he leaned forwards, stealing some of his coffee. Harry gave him a scolding look before answering.
“Sadly Mariah won't be able to make it as she's visiting her own family, but Albus is at your Nan and Granddad’s with Lily. They needed help with the party food and Lily and Albus offered to help them, they should be back any moment,” Harry told them as he set down his Daily Prophet and smiled as Ginny sent over everyone’s breakfast, sending it floating through the air and setting down in front of them. She too came walking over and sat down to eat.
Amelia thanked her before she began eating; it was as delicious as it smelt.
“How’s work, dad?” James asked through a mouthful of egg, Ginny smacked him slightly around the back of the head and he turned to her, “what?” he said through egg again. Ginny shook her head at him.
“Swallow your food before talking, James, I’ve brought you up better than that,” she scolded, turning back to her own breakfast.
“It’s going good, James, I just have to pop in for a few hours and make sure everything is running according to plan, you know how we’re going to be awa....” but he was interrupted by James coughing loudly.
Everyone turned to him in concern, “are you okay?” Ginny asked, patting him on the back; James nodded and drank some of his father’s coffee again.
“Oh for God’s sake, James, just have the drink,” Harry said with a shake of his head as he stood up, picking up his now empty plate and placing it in the sink. He waved his wand and it was cleaned within seconds. He turned back to Ginny and gave her a quick kiss. “I should be off. Thank you for the breakfast, love. It was as delicious as always.”
He walked off with a wave at the other two and exited the room. James immediately stopped coughing and seemed to be back to normal; Amelia frowned at him, wondering just what exactly he was up to just then.
“I’ll just clear this up,” Ginny said, standing up and picking up all of the empty plates, Amelia stood up quickly to help her but Ginny shook her head.
“Don’t be silly, dear,” she shooed her away, “you and James go do whatever you want to do.”
James nodded at his mum and thanked her before grabbing hold of Amelia’s hand and pulling her out of the room. Amelia waited until she was out of sight before wrenching it away from him, ignoring the fact that it gave her butterflies.
“What happened in there?” she asked him pointing back to the kitchen.
“We had breakfast,” James told her stupidly, Amelia shot him a glare.
“I meant at breakfast, what was with the coughing whilst your dad was talking?” she asked suspiciously.
“I choked on my food,” he said a confused frown on his face, “I apologise if I didn’t chew properly.”
Amelia gave him a disbelieving look before walking into the front room.
“So, what do you want to do now?” James asked her.
“Spend as much time away from you as possible,” Amelia told him as she sat down on the sofa and looked around her.
“Well, that’s mature of you,” James said, sitting down next to her, she edged away from him.
“I’m more mature than you,” she snapped as he edged closer, he rested his arm behind her and she turned to glare at him. “Don’t you even think of touching me.” she warned him.
James was about to open his mouth to reply when the door opened and Ginny placed her head around the door, James quickly threw his arm around Amelia’s shoulder and she had to hide her grimace under a smile.
“How are you two doing?” she asked them, “would you like a drink or anything?”
Amelia shook her head politely as James was about to open his mouth, Amelia nudged him in the side, knowing that he was going to ask for more food. He yelped slightly before telling his mother that he didn’t need anything. She was about to say something else when the doorbell rang.
“Oh, Albus and Lily are finally here,” she walked out of the room to answer the door; James took this opportunity to face Amelia.
“How did you know that I was going to ask for more food?” he asked her, Amelia rolled her eyes as she shoved his arm off of her and stood up.
“When don’t you ask for more food,” she stated before folding her arms down at him. “And will you please stop touching me...”
“Whoa, had an argument?” came the voice of Albus Potter. Amelia turned around and smiled as Albus walked forward and hugged her. She hugged him back tightly. The family she had missed, James more than she liked to admit. Albus was around the same height as her and looked a lot more like his father than James did.
“Something like that,” Amelia admitted still hugging Albus.
“Hey, hey, hey.” James said, standing up and pulling them apart from each other, “I think you’ll find that she is my wife and not yours.” he threw his arm around Amelia and beamed down at her.
“Although I have tried to steal her,” Albus said with a wink at Amelia, who smiled. “Don’t worry, she’ll figure out soon enough how much of an idiot you are and come for the smarter more attractive, Potter.”
"You already have a girlfriend," James said, shoving Albus playfully and removed his other arm from Amelia to hug his sister who had just come into the room.
“Hey, Lilykins,” he said hugging her tightly, she pushed him away from her and shot him a glare,
“What did I say about calling me that?” she snapped, shaking her head before walking forward and hugging Amelia, “How have you been? I haven’t seen you in so long!”
“You haven’t seen me in so long either,” James pouted sounding slightly hurt that his sister had shoved him away.
“Yeah, well, I like Amelia,” Lily said, poking her tongue out at her brother, who clutched at his heart as though she had shot him.
“Now that hurt.” he said, “that really hurt.”
“But not as much as your ugliness hurts me,” Albus said seriously, James reached forward and grabbed him in a headlock, Albus let out a cry as he tried to shove him off.
“Take it back.” James yelled rubbing his knuckles into his younger brother’s hair, Amelia and Lily sighed at their antics before turning to each other
“I’ve been good thanks; I’ve just been busy working, how about you?” Amelia said, ignoring the boy’s yells, and answering Lily’s question.
“I’ve been good, still in training to be a teacher,” Lily told her.
Amelia beamed at Lily, in all the time Amelia had known Lily, she had talked about wanting to be a teacher, “Oh, how’s that going? You want to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher don’t you?”
Lily nodded, “Yeah, I can’t wait. I love it so much, you can learn all different sorts of-” she stopped when she got knocked sideways by the tussling boys; she turned to glare at them angrily. “Hey. Quit it. You’re going to break something.”
Amelia turned just in time to see them rush sideways and push a few ornaments off of a cabinet, the crash echoing through the front room. The boys immediately jumped apart, both of their hair outrageously messed up. “Uh-oh,” they both cried in unison.
The thundering steps of Ginny Potter could be heard coming down the stairs before she entered the room, looking down at the broken china with a loud gasp.
“That was my favourite gift from your father - How did this happen?” she demanded, anger etched over her face. James and Albus recoiled slightly.
“Well, you see... the thing is....” James began.
“James did it,” Albus said with a shrug.
Ginny fumed as James smacked his brother in the stomach. “You are adults. It’s about time you both started acting like one. Now you clean this mess up and go get ready for the party. You wait until your father gets home and finds out,” She glared at the two boys until they started pulling out their wands, “Oh no, not with wands. I want you to go and get the broom,” Albus stood up with a sigh and left the room to get the broom.
“Would you both like to go get ready now?” Ginny asked, entirely calmly to the girls who nodded slowly, “the boys will be up shortly.”
Amelia and Lily edged passed James, Ginny and Albus who had just come back with the broom, and walked up the stairs.
“Well, I suppose we should go get ready,” Lily laughed as she left Amelia at James’s room, “I’ll see you in a while.”
“Yeah, I’ll see you soon,” Amelia opened the door and walked in, going over to her suitcase and grabbing her dress. She hung it up and grabbed her wand. Muttering a spell, it became wrinkle free, smiling to herself, she grabbed her makeup bag and headed into the bathroom, thankful that James had his own en-suite and she didn’t have to fight for the bathroom with someone.
James walked into the room after Amelia had put her make up on and was starting on her hair.
“Have fun?” she asked with a laugh, looking at him in the mirror.
“Oh, yeah, nothing is as fun as cleaning up all day. My family is crazy, I tell you.”
“Well, Lucy’s not bad. The only good thing about this party is I get to see her,” Amelia stated as she brushed her hair. James looked sheepish again and tried to hide his face, but Amelia saw him. She whirled around.
“What was with the look?” she asked him, pointing her brush at him. He looked down at it before looking back up at her.
“Well, you see the thing is, she’s in Switzerland with her Muggle friends and their airplane has kind of got delayed by a day. So she is stuck there until tomorrow.”
Amelia glared at him. She hadn't talked to Lucy since Christmas, mainly due to the fact that Amelia had immersed herself in so much work she didn't have time to think. They were close friends at school, but had drifted away from each other due to work commitments.
“How long have you known this?” she asked threateningly, this time poking him in the chest with the brush.
“Since mum told me about ten minutes ago.”
Amelia narrowed her eyes at him. “I can’t believe that the one family member who I get on really well with is not even going to be there!”
“You get on with my other family members,” James stated slowly, “I don’t see what the problem is?”
“The problem is I’ve got to be with you.” she snapped, turning around and going back to sort her hair out, “At least I hung around with Lucy at school so I have something to talk to her about.”
“But, Amelia....” James started.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for the party?” she interrupted him.
James sighed before he grabbed his stuff and walked into the bathroom.
“Why? Why did I agree to this?” she growled, pulling the hairbrush through her hair angrily.
“Did you say something, sweetheart?” came James voice through the door.
“Leave me alone.” she yelled back at him.
“... I love you too, honey,” James told her.
Amelia let out a roar of anger before throwing her hairbrush at the bathroom door.
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