Pretty Little Bumble Bea /James Potter/ ❁book 1❁

❁Chapter 33❁

Chapter 33

It was the usual spot for her, but it hadn't happened in so long. Too long, restless people waiting to target her. She was always with someone, someone who was willing to fight back for her. Even shy Peter Pettigrew had screamed some very colourful words at people who even tried to hurt the girl, Sirius had punched at least two people and well, she had lost count of what James and Violet did for the girl.

No one even tried when she was with Remus because if they did, they wouldn't be alive to tell the tale.

Before the incident had occurred, she had been talking to Professor Sprout in her classroom, turning in an essay she did on Snargaluff Pods and readily excited to start her newer essay on Venomous Tentacula. It was good practice for her O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts that she would be doing in later years and now more than ever, she thought it wise to get in some practice.

She had missed talking to Sprout, she would visit a lot in her recent years and even at the start of the year she was in now but it seemed she had grown in friends and didn't have enough time to do that. She, of course, still wrote multiple essays on specific topics and plants that had barely been discovered yet but she put in her hypothetical opinion within what was factual to create the most interesting essays in Professor Sprout's opinion.

"Did you enjoy that book, Phoebe?" asked Sprout as she scanned over her essay, a kind smile on her face whilst Bea nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh yes! I took notes, I hope you don't mind!" Bea laughed, "I know it was from the restricted section but I really couldn't help myself, the charms placed to make the book come to life was magnificent! Also, once again, I hope you don't mind but I showed it to my boyfriend."

"Oh, boyfriend?" Sprout teased, raising an eyebrow whilst Bea blushed.

"Yes," Bea nodded, "James Potter, Professor."

"Oh really?" Sprout tried her best to keep herself together, to stop herself from smirking whilst the blush more prominently filled Bea's cheeks, "does that mean I'm excellent at picking tutors for my student?"

Bea buried her face in her hand whilst Sprout let out a laugh, "oh I'm only teasing Phoebe, but I am very proud. James is one of my best students now, he really tries to pay attention and I'm sure now with what I know, it's to impress you."

"Or because he knows that if he doesn't, I'll be the first to kill him," Bea laughed, "he's very easy to tutor, always has been actually. He pays very good attention when he's alone, I just think the key is to get away from our friends."

"Oh yes, that's a very good idea indeed," Sprout laughed, "well I must be going Phoebe but I'm very much looking forward to your essay!"

"I'm looking forward to writing it!" Bea smiled, waving at the professor as she bid her a goodbye. Sprout exited through the other door at the far end of the greenhouses which would take her out into the castle grounds garden, whilst Bea took the route back to the castle halls.

See if Bea could tell the future, the situation that was just about to occur could have been stopped, that she would be fine and able to roam the halls as usual. But her strong point was not Divination, but in fact Herbology, and when the three boys approached her, she was sure she could stick up for herself.

She had grown some confidence around her new friends, Sirius made sure to push her to be vocal around the ones he had punched for her, telling her that she was more than capable of fighting back if she let go of her insecurities, and so that Peter wasn't alone in his shouting she had screamed back too at people trying to hurt her.

And well, if James was involved, they were already on the floor in pain before she stood a chance to fight back.

They were teasing her when they saw her exit the greenhouses, "The know-itall is at again!" it was the usual talk she had heard multiple times. She had pulled out her wand on them, they had laughed at the sight. She was much smaller than them - much smaller than a lot of people, but she wanted to prove to herself that she could do it because she could! She wasn't going down without a fight.