Under the Stars

Chapter sixteen

anyone see the Cursed Child promo pics? Everyone is so pissed that Hermione is black. Does no one remember that we don't even know what skin colour Hermione is? It has been implied that she at least has a darker skin colour than Harry and Ron (Hermione was described as "very brown" in POA). If anything, everyone should be excited because Broadway is placing a black woman as a lead role, which very rarely happens in Broadway and Hollywood, so that's a really big step. If there's anything to be pissed about, be pissed that Ron isn't ginger or that Draco has a fucking beard and moustache like some old fashioned villain. Don't get pissed about a characters skin colour because in the movie she was white. Guess what, Hollywood is racist. They would probably never make Hermione or any of your favourite characters be played by an African American or Hispanic actor no matter if the character has been implied to be African American or Hispanic. Deal with it. JK picked those actors herself and if that's not good enough for you, keep your opinions to yourself because I've had enough of the racist comments on Instagram. Hermione would be amazing black or white or even fucking purple. Her skin colour does not matter as long as the actor is a good Hermione.
Enough of my ranting here's the next chapter
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We are only strong to a certain point. We can only bend so far before we break
~ anonymous
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It was the day before they left for home and James could clearly see there was something wrong between Teddy and Victoire. They never talked anymore or spent time together, and when their eyes met by passing, they'd look away quickly. James knew it was stupid but could those two be fighting, maybe he had a chance. A stupid thought, considering Teddy being straight and all, but a guy can hope.
"James! There you are!"
James slowed down his walk to the courtyard to let Teddy catch up with him.
"Are you ready to go home?" Teddy was grinning James' favourite smile, that wide, crooked one that showed all his teeth.
"Yeah. Although mum is probably going to kill me for that prank on Slytherin's. Detention for a month with McGonagall of all people. How does that woman have time to spend watching my detentions if she's the bloody headmistress?"
Teddy laughed.
"I suppose she sets aside a special time for you. You know she finds the jokes funny even if she punishes you for it."
"But it was your idea!"
"Yes, but I'm the head boy, so she can't punish me as much. I got a warning letter though."
James glared at him.
"Oh boy! A letter! I got a month of cleaning up old textbooks and making sure they're 'in working condition' so students can use them! If I have to see another textbook, I'll scream."
"Good thing classes are over, then." Teddy joked cheerfully.
James smiled at him. Although it still was uncomfortable to be alone with Teddy, it had become easier, since Teddy was clearly fighting with Victoire. It was easier not to feel like he was being stabbed, and more that he had a bunch of paper cuts in his heart. Though it wasn't much better, it was enough for James to try.
James glanced around the courtyard. The courtyard looked beautiful during this time of year, frost and snow covered the area, making it glitter under the stars and moon. It was times he spent walking in silence with Teddy that he noticed these things. The beauty in things. He didn't normally care for it, but now it was captivating. But what was more captivating was Teddy, who seemed to sparkle along with the snow.
James blinked to focus on something else before he started staring and Teddy would notice.
Teddy glanced at James and smiled lightly.
"The snow seems to be glittering."
James mumbled a response and nodded. It was still so hard to be alone with Teddy.
"I've got to meet up with Scorpius and Fred." He lied, looking at Teddy, whose hair turned a deep blue and he frowned at James.
"Oh. Okay. I'll see you on the train, I guess." Teddy sighed.
James nodded and hurried away.
Merlin, he'd been so stupid not to say that sooner. It was a very bad idea to stay that long alone with Teddy. James' heart raced. Teddy had looked so beautiful under the stars, almost glittering like the snow. Bloody hell...
He whipped around the corner, running towards the Gryffindor tower. He needed a break, relaxation time. Something to get his mind of the image of Teddy and how beautiful he was out there.
James could feel it, he was cracking. How long before he really broke, he didn't know. But the fact that Teddy was always around did not help.