JAMES' POV
We slowly made our way back to Gryffindor tower, Peter forgetting about the fat lady and walking straight into her.
"Omph, oh sorry. Um...Remus?" He looked at Remus, a steady blush rising in his face. Remus shook his head and pushed slightly in front of Peter. "Mandragora."
We walked through the door and Sirius collapsed onto one of the couches. We looked over at the other couch hearing other voices.
"'Scuse me, could you please leave???" (Anyone who gets that is my favorite person ever 😝) Lily said, her snooty voice showing. Marlene just laughed and moved her hand towards Peyton's face. When her hand touched her face, she moved it back a bit and slapped her across the cheek. Peyton gasped (Gasp! I'm a cheating scumbag 😂☺️🤘) and moved to cover her now red cheek. Sirius and I moved up from our seats and ran to her.
"What the hell, mate?!" Sirius exclaimed, but I knew he didn't really care. Lily just glared at him and I. I looked at her and opened my mouth but I think she thought I was going to ask her out. I mean I would but you know, the plan. Stupid plan...
"No! I won't go out with you! I know what you are going to say and it's a NO!!!" She screamed. Her eyes had a slightly malicious but what could I do.
"Actually, I was saying, leave Peyton alone. She doesn't deserve this." She looked at me incredulously. She laughed and looked at her. She looked back at me and said,
"You care??? You are the one always telling people how much you hate her." I hadn't even noticed that Peyton had run out of the common room until Remus slapped me in the back of the head and nodded to the couch. Shit.
PEYTON'S POV
I slid out of the common room and down the hallway to the lake. It was raining, oh how I love the rain. No one can tell if I'm crying or not. I walked out and looked up. When this started, I wanted it to be a nightmare. But it isn't. It's real. It's not evanescent. If it was it would be over by now. A raindrop fell onto my cheek and ran down. I smiled, trying to fool the world that I was okay. I shed a tear, knowing that it all could see through any façade I put up. No matter how strong I tried to be, how many times I picked myself up off of the ground, and even when someone stood up for me, I was always the girl who cried herself to sleep, the girl who was weak at the knees. The girl who fucking let everything get to her and just acted like it didn't hurt her. But it did. I have scars to prove that, I have this imaginary pain that always just sticks around and won't go away. It's like I'm so sad that it physically pains me until I can't handle it and make myself hurt anymore. I felt water run down my face and tasted a salty tear fall unto my slightly open mouth. I heard running. I turned around and saw three boys...the Marauders. God, can't they leave me alone. I walked away and towards a tree but they caught me before I could run.
"Jesus girl. We're trying to help you. Just- OI! Wait up." Sirius said, as he was he one who grabbed me by the arm.
I'd had enough. I whipped around, rage clear on my face.
"I DON'T CARE! Since when do you care. Oh, that's right. You probably DON'T! What is this, fire and gasoline? It won't work and... whatever..." I walked off, leaving three, now four, flabbergasted boys in my wake.
PETER'S POV
HOW DARE SHE??!! We were trying to help her and she decided to be that disrespectful. She must pay.
"The plan has to hurry. Up. Already." I said, seething. "Break her heart, hurt her or whatever. Just hurry." James smirked and nodded. Running after her. Remus looked at his watch and sighed.
"We better head to dinner. Shall we go?" I looked over to where James ran to.
"I guess"A/N I finally updated! I'm sorry...I lost all inspiration. I really did mean to update just I couldn't bring myself to. There has been shit going on at home and I felt that I couldn't do anything with out my parents being pissed at me. My depression has been worse and I have had some really bad thoughts but I know I can't. Thank you for waiting on this chapter though.
-Me
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Breathe Me...(James potter love story)
FanfictionPeyton Pettigrew. Long hair, brown eyes, average height. Peyton Pettigrew. Bullied, depressed, saddened. A life that she is been led to believe she doesn't need to exist in. After years of torment, she has finally had enough of being dragged down...