𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐈𝐈 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

BORN TO DIE

𝐈𝐈      TRIUMPH OR DEVASTATION

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TRANSFIGURATION DRAGGED ON MORE THAN USUAL.

Esme could feel eyes on her, and although the potion she had received off Evan did wonders for her headache, she was still irritated. James Potter's incessant ogling was getting on Esmes nerves. It was her last class and all four classes she had that day — she shared with the boy, it felt like she was under surveillance.

Finally Mcgonagal dismissed the class, and Esme quickly grabbed her wand and books.

"Esme!" James called as he jogged after her.

The girl didn't stop, she kept walking ignoring the strange stares she received off students as the gryffindor boy chased her down the hallway. Her strides were long, but one of the many disadvantages of being on the shorter side; James caught up easily.

With a soft grip the boy clasped her arm and spun her around to face him. With the simple touch, esmerelda let her want slip from her sleeve into her palm and quickly raised the tip to his throat.

He swiftly put distance between and held his arms up in defence. "Woah! Sorry" He spoke sheepishly, he ran a hand through his already disheveled hair as his neck grew red.

Esme's eyes narrowed, her nose crinkled in confusion as she warily lowered her wand.

Her eyebrow rose — "What do you want, potter?" she questioned, tightening her grip on her books that were tightly pressed to her chest.

James stood frozen for a moment before he spoke, "Listen, I was hoping we could keep what happened last night between us? I mean, I know people saw but we could convince them it was a hallucination and I think Lilly is finally warming up to me... Sorry if this like hurts you—" James' small rant was cut off by viscous laughter.

"Nothing happened last night, Potter. I got bored and you were simply — there" The girl smiled sweetly, her eyebrows dropping and her shoulders shook with slight laughter as the boys face contorted into offence.

He opened and closed his mouth as if he was a fish from water, "I was just there!?" James asked bewildered.

"Exactly that, glad we got this little misunderstanding sorted. Now if you'll excuse me" Esme spoke, waving her hand in fake sympathy before disappearing down the dark corridors.

Sirius step out from behind a pillar with an obnoxious groan. "Seriously, mate? what did you expect from Esmerelda Nott?" the boy asked with raised eyebrows. Sirius slapped his hand onto James' shoulder with a slight wince.

"I was just there? What in merlin's name did she mean by that!" James almost cried, his arms flailed around in the air.

Sirius grimaced, all too familiar with Esmerelda's ways. "Listen, your not the first and you certainly won't be the last. she fucks and she leaves, never the same boy twice well except from Rosier" he explained, his face red from attempting to hold in his laughter.

James' face contorted from a look of confusion to an idea filled smirk.

Sirius' face dropped as he rushed towards his friend and placed to hands onto his shoulders and shook him. "Hey! I know that look, no! Snap out of it, she's just a bird who you kissed" He exclaimed.