[DISCONTINUED] Tacenda | j.p

42|.what we are

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Curfew was an hour ago and still we found time being still just enjoying each other's warmth, along with the fire that is still supplying us light.

I slowly ran my fingers through his mess of hair and he shuts his eye at the contact. When he opened his eyes again I gestured for him to get up and he sat up, looking at me.

"What are we, James?" All the kissing and confession doesn't really clear it up. "What does this make us?" 

I loved every moment. Every bit of it but there's just one thing bothering me, in the back of my mind. Longing to hear him say it.

He gave me a puzzled look and I let out a sigh, "Do you want me to court you?" He asked, uncertainty in his voice and I couldn't help the smile to appear on my lips.

He effortlessly make me smile. "I don't," Why waste time convincing me when I'm already convinced? "I just want to have something to call us."

I felt myself groaning under my breath when his lips slowly stretched into a smirk. "Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?" He asked with a tone and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You know what? Forget it," I made a move to get up. "Why do I even bothe—" I was almost on my feet when James pulled me by the arm and so I lost my balance.

He made it so I end up straddling his lap and I widened my eyes, feeling a surge of heat creeping up to my face. 

His expression remained the same and I thought of punching him to get rid of his stupid smirk.
"You can tell them we're together," James muttered, pressing a kiss to my cheek all the while keeping me from escaping this rather embarassing position. "Tell them all about how you are so hopelessly, and embarassingly, in love with me."

I let out a snort and smacked his arm with a huff. "Are you sure it's not the other way around?" I asked him in annoyance and he let out a bark of laughter.

I pushed myself off of him and knelt down in front of him, "Before I do that," I cleared my throat. "I need you to know the real me." He looked confused but nodded to urge me to go on.

"My name is Acacia Bree Fallencrest, not River. It's nice to meet you," I offered my hand playfully and he accepted it, shaking it in a way I thought my arm was gonna snap.

"Bree?" He wrinkled his forehead and I narrowed my eyes at him. I'm not letting him call me that. Not when it's not my name.

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"So are you gonna tell us where you slept?" Clara asked with a smirk and I shot her a look. I knew it would be too much to ask for a peaceful breakfast. 

"She was obviously with James," Thalia rolled her eyes and made gagging sounds. 

"How can you tell?" Addy asked with a tone of innocence in her voice. I sent her a look to send a message and pleaded her to not urge Thalia on.

"He's eating breakfast with an idiotic grin like he just won the Quidditch Cup," Thalia explained without pausing, eyeing me with a wink. "Acacia being the Cup."

I glared at her but couldn't keep my heated gaze when I realised that she's right. 

"You're leaving us out of alot here," Clarabell whined, pouting to exaggerate her emotions and I instantly felt bad.

"I am, aren't I?" I asked and watched Thalia and Addy nod in unison. I heaved a sigh and took a bite of my toast. "Well then, let's talk after classes. I promise not to let some charming Gryffindor whisk me away."

Clarabell giggled beside me and Thalia made gagging noises again. "She's so whipped."

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There it is, the end of the school year. It came so fast and I almost didn't want it to come with so many things that's happened. I'm still in good terms with Oliver, the whole school basically knows I'm dating a tosser with how much he talks about it, even went as far as announcing it at dinner. Yes, I choked on my drink and no, he did not apologize. I also heard whispers about James being into redheads and some girls learning a potion to change their hair color.

So a re-cap of my fifth-year at Hogwarts, for the second time, because I time-traveled.

On the month of October, I was thrown here and was found by the Marauders, the following day I met 3 amazing girls that became my bestest of friends through experience and loud nights. I was questioned by James and I confronted him.

I drowned in a lake and woke up in his bed, I went to Hogsmeade, I spent the Holidays with his family and they were amazing people. I punched Malfoy in the face the following year too. I spent 4 months pretending I wasn't in love with James.

Then, I spent the rest (1 month) being in love with him. But unfortunately, the school year has come to an end and we're all looking forward to sixth-year. Hopefully a better year than the last because fifth-year was wasted trying to escape feelings and being just a bunch of sad teenagers.
Maybe sixth-year can actually be something good. James and I are already planning to spend summer vacation with his parents like we did on December. I've met them before but I can't help but feel nervous because last time, I went as a friend and now I'm going as. . .his girlfriend.

That actually sounds surreal, even if I'm only saying it in my head and I've documented all of this on my nifty journal. Every bit of detail written on it and I've long scrapped my list, because I've found my purpose for being here.

I know what happens in the future, I know he will die and I will not let him meet his faith. If that wasn't my purpose then why else would all of this happen?

Enough about worrying about the future, I've done that so many times already. Sixth-year better be lacking drama or I will curse the heavens for bringing me here just to rain me with problems.

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