Chapter 1 : Chapter 1
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Then my eyes focused on something else … The face of James Sirius Potter.
Oh, damn. I cast my eyes around once more knowing full well that I wouldn't find anything recognisable around me. After all, this was James Potter's dream. I sighed, and closed my eyes as he turned and saw me standing there.
Few things you might need to know about me…
The name is Alexandria Erin Harper.
I'm a witch… As in I can do magic and spells and stuff. Who knew, right?
I'm not your ordinary witch.
See if you haven't already figured out… I can walk dreams… Other people's dreams. Also, the only people that know this is my best friend Dominique Gabrielle Weasley and my brother and sister; Sophia and Ethan. We're triplets.
"Dria?" I opened my eyes as I heard him whisper my name and smiled weakly over at him. "Hey James". He then walked up and stood extremely close to me; smirking down at me. I was worried. Believe me if you'd seen that smirk before… You would be frightened too.
I let out a muffled scream of protest as his lips met mine and his fingers tangled in my hair. To be completely honest, it felt nice… Oh, who am I kidding? It was amazing. But I couldn't kiss James; no way.
I put my hands against his chest and shoved him with all my might. I giggled when he fell over. James peeked up at me from the ground and sighed, a small smirk on his face. "Thanks, Dria".
"No problemo Jimmy" I laughed. I was the only person that James ever let call him 'Jimmy'. All of a sudden he rose to his feet and turned serious. "Alex, can I ask you something?"
I was shocked by his sudden change but shrugged and said, "Sure James" anyway. He stepped forward, close to me and put his hands on my shoulders holding me in place. "Why won't you give me a chance?" he said, looking me in the eye with his smouldering gaze. "I mean you know I like you…" he drifted into silence and just waited for me to answer. I bit my lip and had to look away.
"I don't want to talk about this James". I didn't exactly want to tell him about my feelings. He was one of my closest friends and I trusted him but I couldn't tell him that I liked him, mainly because there was no way I could trust him with my heart. After all I had seen what he did to all the other girls. He broke their hearts… And I didn't want that to happen to me.
He reached over and put his hand underneath my chin, lifting my face up so that my eyes had to meet his. "Tell me Dria".
Looking at his dark golden eyes, sort of like caramel sauce (yum!), had me losing my resistance. "I can't trust you…" My mouth blurted and I swore. Thank you, mouth for first consulting with brain before spewing out whatever you want to. Darn word vomit. Sometimes it was as if someone gave me Veritaserum… James immediately looked away from me, but not before I saw the hurt in his eyes. He turned away from me and walked over to the flowers behind me.
"J-James?" I stammered. He ignored me. I walked over and held onto his hand. "James… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that I swear".
"But it was the truth, wasn't it Alexandria?" he replied, not even looking at me. I flinched; he never uses my full first name. Ever. I bit my lip, hard. I couldn't lie to James.
He sighed and moved further away from me. "Just… leave" he said in a harsh voice that brought tears to my eyes. And just like that, I was pulled out of his dreams as quickly as I entered them. I woke up in my dorm room, shivering and crying in my bed.
I heard the shuffle of footsteps as my best friend Dominique Weasley pulled my red hangings away from my bed, hopping in next to me and shutting them again. We always did this ever since our first year when Dom got scared listening to thunder.
I saw her blue eyes fill with concern and she pulled me close for a hug. "What happened Lexie?" she said as she stroked my chocolate coloured hair that spilled in waves down my back. I immediately felt better about the special name that only Dominique used for me. Just as I was the only person allowed to call her Dommie. Nobody was allowed to use those names. Nobody. I sighed, "It was James… I was in his dreams again and he got upset with me and…" I broke off after a new wave of tears engulfed me.
"Shh… it was only a dream, right? And besides he won't know that it was actually real anyway…" Dominique said trying to calm me down.
"Of course he won't. He might remember it but he won't know it's real unless I tell him… And I don't plan on doing that." I sniffed. I lay back down in bed, trying to fall asleep.
My last thought before I fell back asleep was that Quidditch try outs were going to be hell tomorrow.
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