James Potter, a name wildly spoken in the halls of Hogwarts. Whether it's to praise his brilliant quidditch skills or to gossip about his latest attempt to woo Lily Evans. James is known as one of the Marauders - a legendary group that consists of 4 boys that pull epic pranks - and probably the leader. There's also Sirius the heartthrob, Remus the smart one, and Peter who tags along but has potential.
James Potter proclaimed the second his eyes laid on Lily Evans that he was in love. When he confessed his love quite publicly, the ginger headed girl with her green eyes flashing rejected him and called him a "toerag." James continued to chase Lily because he was convinced he was in love with her. Well clearly he hadn't met Matilda Zimmer yet.
Matilda Zimmer was a quiet and shy bookworm who hid in the shadows of the Ravenclaw house. She was a genius to put it lightly and top of the class but no one recognized it and when asked who was top, would reply with Lily Evans.
Matilda watched as James got rejected by Lily years after years but never giving up. At first Matilda though Lily was a nice person but after seeing James get called and insulted everyday changed her mind. No one saw the hurt in James eyes when Lily rejected him. No one saw the flashes of pain on his face when Lily called him a toerag. No one saw James silently crying in the forest after Lily had another insult battle with him once more. No one but Matilda of course.
Until 6th year, James Potter had never heard of Matilda but when he accidentally bumped into her one day, he would never forget her.
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Okay so this is my first time writing so I hope its not too bad. I'm going to make this 3rd person but switching povs between each chapter. This story is going to start in the middle of 6th year but the main part is going to be in 7th year.
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Matilda Charlotte Zimmer
FanfictionYour eyes are like the sun, always sparkling. Your hair is like a waterfall, always flowing. Your lips are like a pillow, always wanting to be touched. Your body is like a gem, always so perfect but hidden away. Your words are like a second, never t...
