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

❁Chapter 35❁

Chapter 35

The weather was lovely. The sun was shining and the day was clear and Bea was basking in the warmth of the air with her friends around her. She was rather glad that James and the boys had finally left her alone, seeing as Bertie and Violet, and Lily Evans too, were much less protective of her doing what she wanted.

Of course, Bertie was rather scared that if she moved she would hurt herself, but Violet told him to stop when he wouldn't let go of her, and Bea, of course, laughed it off as usual. It was rather lovely that her friends cared for her so dearly, and even though what happened to her was a dreaded nightmare she wished she never had to go through again, she gained a friend from it, the lovely redhead who saved her.

Lily was hilarious, kind and sarcastic and she even helped Bea with the multiple pieces of potions homework that she had pushed to the side. She had a knack for potions and was even Slughorn's favourite student which everyone had to know at this point, even though Bea and Lily weren't in the same year, Slughorn went on and on about her regardless.

"Are you fancying anyone, Lily?" asked Bertie as he pulled on the head of a jelly slug. They were talking about people they found attractive, and people they had fancied in the past and even present. Bea said James, of course, even getting a chorus of 'aww's' when she said that he was the only person she had ever liked.

Course Bertie nudged her so hard she fell over and he was still occasionally apologising, but that didn't stop the, "Hey! What happened to me being a good kisser?!" and an explanation for a very amused Lily who never would have thought Bea and Bertie even remotely liked each other like that once upon a time.

"Well no," Lily shook her head, "I mean there's always that person you fancy a bit, right?"

"Yes, but we want to know who?" Bertie winked whilst the two girls laughed, "anyone we know?"

"Nope," Lily smirked, wiggling her eyebrows, "he's a sixth year."

"An older boy?!" Violet gasped dramatically.

"Not that older, though," Lily chuckled. She was tapping her fingers on the book on her lap, playing along to the small rhythm she had created, "what about you, Vi, are you fancying anyone?"

"No," Violet spoke after a few minutes. She was unaware of Bea's eyes on her, though the girl wasn't treating her best friend any differently, she was just...surprised.

There was a part of Bea that always thought of the possibility but every time the thought entered her mind she merely waved it off. They were so close, the closest that two people could get, she was pretty sure they had shared everything imaginable at this point but it still managed to catch her off guard and surprise her.

Violet could throw someone off of the astronomy tower and Bea would still be her best friend, she could never think of a world without Violet in it, so a confession like this, though big, wouldn't dent anything they shared.

Bea loved James with all of her heart, she was young, yes, she knew that, and it was her first love but for the time being she was blindly in love with him. She was happy with him, and she loved to be with him, he took care of her and she took care of him, it was a mutual relationship, it wasn't silly, but lovely and she couldn't see herself without James.

But she couldn't see herself without Violet either, she wondered if telling Violet, she knew of her feelings was a good idea because she knew how Violet was when it came to having feelings. She wasn't the relationship type, that was what Bea thought until Violet fully admitted to her crush on Remus, but now she sort of realised that her crush on Remus was actually a crush on her and yet again, every piece of the large puzzle shocked her more and more.