The Savior

33. Victoria and Summer Love

Authors Note~ This will be an extra-long chapter. I'm working on many new projects between Avengers Stories and other Marauder stories. I will also be rereleasing "It's You" soon! Thank you, guys, so much for all the votes and the love! We've reached 2,000 views on this story and I never thought this would be possible! Please comment any ideas you have for future chapters or other stories! I would love to hear them <3

Also, this chapter will have smut. I'll put a warning before it starts. it is not necessary to the story line, but I wanted to include it and from this point on there may be the occasional smut chapter. If you are under 18 this is not for you!

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Victoria groaned shoving her face deeper into the pillow at the sound of the tapping on her window. She was certain it was Potters dumb owl delivering ANOTHER letter. They were two and a half weeks into summer, and she was ignoring him after the events on the last day of fifth year. Remus and she had made up. She was still irritated that he hadn't done anything and just laid back but at least he hadn't done any actual tormenting. After all, if that was the case she would have to be angry at everyone in school for not stepping up and doing something. 

The owl continued to peck and hoot outside her window forcing her to get up with an irritated sigh opening the window. The owl swooped in dropping a letter on her bed, another owl behind it dropping off another letter with flowers. She rolled her eyes before shooing the birds out of her room and locking the window.

Sirius also had been writing letters but his were few and far between compared to James's ten letters a day begging her to forgive him. Sirius also liked to include flowers or candy with his letters to stand apart from James which only irritated her more making her feel like he was trying to buy her friendship back. After all, that's all they were right? Friends? Why was he so worried about what she thought if he didn't want her. He was only playing as her friend to make James and Remus happy anyway. 

Deciding it wasn't worth thinking about she grabbed the flowers quickly chucking them into the trash and tossing the letters into a large growing pile that now took over her desk. She got ready for the day quickly. She had plans to see Remus while her father went out promoting her music to the witch's radio station at the ministry. 

Discussions with her dad about her soulmates were difficult. He was struggling to grasp onto the idea that they could treat her appropriately but with enough convincing Victoria had finally gotten him to ease up a bit. If she was happy than he was happy and that was enough for the both of them. Although things seemed iffy at the moment.

"VICTORIA YOUR BOYFRIEND'S HERE!" Her dad called from the bottom of the staircase making her rush down in excitement. The excitement died when she saw James Potter standing at her front door with red swollen eyes. "Looks like there's trouble in paradise already." Her father mumbled under his breath looking between the two before walking into the kitchen. Victoria rolled her eyes at him although his back was already turned so he didn't see it. 

"What are you doing here Potter?" She asked coldly. His lip quivered at the sound of her voice. His heart breaking at the use of his surname. 

"Please don't call me that." he spoke softly sounding like he was about to break. 

"That's your name is it not?" she asked sarcastically arching a brow at him. James nodded biting his lip. He went to speak again when Victor reappeared from the kitchen.

"Look I love drama as much as the next guy, but this may be a conversation for behind closed doors." Victor said giving his daughter a concerned and awkward smile. Victoria sighed moving back up the stairs. James looked to Victor who nodded gesturing for him to follow her and he did. As they made it to her room, she shut the door behind him. James looked around her bedroom the sight of all the unopened letters and the bin full of flowers and candy she had tossed away.