How To Be A Heartbreaker | James Potter [COMPLETED]

Chapter Twenty: Final

//a little spicy at the end ;)

When Sapphire finds herself stumbling along on the fifth floor of the castle, the dizziness in her head has diminished by quite a bit. Compared to the ruckus, the scent of booze, and the sweat of what must've been more than a hundred teenagers, the deserted hallway is a relief. Albeit cold and lonely, its last quality is what the witch is looking for.

Sapphire's heels click and clack against the stone floor, eyes fixated to the ceiling in an attempt to make her tears vanish but to no avail. She realizes she isn't crying out of desperation to reclaim what she once had the friendships, the relationship, the moral support, or the simple urge to have a nice day- but because she's beyond frustrated at how there is nothing she's able to do to fix her situation. Sapphire wouldn't have been very surprised, if not more heartbroken. if someone were to tell her James and Lily finally confessed their undying love for each other. She has known it all along; the underlying issue of how can I be sure you don't have feelings for her? How can I be sure I won't be dropped if she ever decides to give you a chance?

Of course, Sapphire knows the hypocrisy of her thoughts. How is James sure she isn't still playing him, as she once did? He's very adamant on Snape being the slimiest person to ever descend on Earth- how would he be sure he isn't about to break his own heart?

Alas, her wails and her pity parties aren't changing anything in her life. She isn't getting him back by crying in the girl's bathroom during lunch neither is she getting her own cousin's claws off of him by locking herself away from all social activities. Fate is a cruel, cruel game, reminding her that what goes around comes around. No matter how many times a heartbreaker loses in their own game, the wound will only ever remain fresh. First with Luke Lames, then with James Potter.

Sapphire lets out a bitter chuckle as she places her hand against the sturdy stones of the wall to steady herself, remaining wary of a nearby statue of Boris the Bewildered, knowing that most of Hogwarts statues are very much alive in their own disturbing way. The heels of her shoes quiver beneath her getting caught in cracks and threatening to tear away. Miraculously, her shoes don't give away until she places the bottles of Butterbeer on the floor of the Prefect's bathroom and kicks the aforementioned heels off. Water and bubbly, scented foam begin to hit the bottom of the bathtub just as she finishes undressing herself, tip-toeing closer with her alcohol cuddled to her chest as a mother does to a child.

Muscles immediately relaxing, Sapphire throws her head back against the tiles as she sits down and gives up on blocking the tears from making their salty passage down her cheeks. The role of damsel in distress has never been better played, although it's the first time in sixteen years that she's helpless, cracks in heart uncemented and a pinch in her throat from crying for help. Sapphire twirls her finger around, creating a small tornado in the water, and she watches it with reddened eyes and even more blushed cheeks as her other hand tips the bottle over her lips.

It feels like the end is nearing for her soon, especially when all she seems to be doing is powerlessly twirling in an endless cycle as if she was a hamster stuck on its wheel. From loving James and having the world painted in bright colors, to losing James and receiving a particularly hard punch from the green monster, she can't envision when it will ever stop. There are way too many dents in her relationship with the Gryffindor Golden Boy for them to hope for a dean slate and a chance to start over.

Things between them have been too rocky for too long and although Sapphire knows her heart would only ever dance along to the rhythm of love just for him, that she will always have those moments in the morning when she flutters her eyes open and thinks she's still with him- although her love for him is still burning like an unquenched flame, she can't see a possible scenario where the two of them will be together. And not just as two people who surpassed multiple bumps along the way. She knows it's impossible for them to have a healthy relationship where she wouldn't be filled with jealousy and he wouldn't place his trust in everyone but her.