*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧. Valentine Lotus was a rare girl; wickedly smart and constantly sweet. That is, unless, you get on her bad side, which James Potter just so happens to do when he dumps a canister of red paint on the wrong person.
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In which James Pott...
Anyways, I'm literally in shock. 100k- that's insane. I wrote this book bc I love James and I never thought you guys would love it either. So thanks, I love everyone one of you guys. So, in honor of 100k, here's an angsty but cute chapter.
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(ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 40: ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ)
Truthfully, Valentine should've told her parents of her and James' relationship long before she had actually done so. She knew they'd be supportive; at least her mum would be. She was just scared of how they'd react, especially her father. Even though him and Valentine's mum had begun dating a few years older than Valentine currently was, she knew Thomas certainly would not enjoy the idea of his 'babygirl' dating a boy.
So, she was dreading receiving mail tomorrow. She loved reading letters from her parents, just not this one in particular. Valentine was only grateful her parents didn't know what a howler was, or she'd be in for a treat.
Macey, however, was excited. She and Thomas got along great; they were both stubborn, oddly protective, annoying if they needed to be, and they thought they were the funniest person on the planet. Whenever Macey visited over the holidays, she often spent more time with Valentine's father then with her.
So, Macey was looking forward to seeing Thomas' response to finding out his only daughter was in a relationship. Not only a relationship, but a relationship where they're at a school that often has no supervision, therefore Valentine and James really had the freedom to do anything, if you catch her drift.
"Merlin, he'll put bars on my windows," Valentine stressed, dragging her palms down her cheeks dramatically. "He'll restrict me from leaving my room. You know what- he'll probably install a little window in my door, and when I'm hungry, he'll slide a plate through that! Or he'll make pancakes and slip them beneath the door.... probably pancakes, he isn't smart enough to install a window in my door."
Macey sighed, having heard this all morning. "Valentine, if you don't shut up, I'm going to put bars over your mouth."
"This is a serious issue! James and I have been together for, like, two months! And I waited until last week to inform him I had a boyfriend!"
"Oh, bugger! Why don't you go complain about your boyfriend to your boyfriend? Besides, your father might not like the idea of his little girl doing sinful things in the boys dorm-,"
Macey paused when Valentine made a noise of retaliation, but continued.
"But he'll come around and be happy that you're happy. Then he'll most likely want to actually meet Potter, and if that doesn't scare James off, then you've got yourself a winner!" Macey over-enthusiastically clapped, and Valentine shot her a blank look in response.
