BOOK 4 OUT OF 12 OF MY HP SERIES
▪︎ Synopsis ▪︎
James shares many traits with his Grandfather, including his mischievous and prankster nature. However, one aspect that sets James apart is his inability to commit to a single woman, unlike his Grandfa...
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During the holiday period, James found that he had very limited opportunities to speak with Elodie, as she seemed to be constantly surrounded by his family. This was particularly frustrating for James, though he was unaware of his own jealousy towards her closeness with Fred.
At every gathering, every conversation, it seemed that James was constantly pushed out, left to stand on the sidelines while Fred and Elodie interacted in carefree laughter and easy familiarity.
Upon their return to Hogwarts, James seized the chance to finally speak with Elodie without being interrupted by Fred or anyone else. With his family likely occupied with school-related matters, this seemed like the perfect chance to grab a few moments alone with her.
Despite his efforts to find her, it seemed that Elodie was making it her personal mission to avoid meeting him on countless occasions.
He would seek her out in the library, only to discover her huddled in a secluded corner engrossed in a book. He attempted to chat her up in the courtyard, but she stealthily evaded his approach by quickly ducking into a nearby building. He even tried catching her at lunch, only to have her slip into the Great Hall at the precise moment just before he reached her table.
It was a constant game of avoidance as if she was intentionally giving him the slip every single opportunity she got.
No matter how hard he tried to find her, it seemed that she was always just a step ahead, constantly out of reach like a phantom. He couldn't help but wonder if she was intentionally avoiding him or if it was simply a series of unfortunate coincidences.
Just when he was about to give up and accept the fact that he'd never get a moment alone with her, he caught sight of her alone in the halls. "Elodie!" he called out.
She tried to speed up, attempting to escape, but due to his Quidditch training, she stood no chance of outrunning him.
A firm grip on her wrist held her in place, preventing her from escaping. "Just hold on for a moment," he asserted. "Why have you been avoiding me? And, more importantly, why did you decline my date invitations?"
Elodie snickered at his self-assurance, attempting to pull her wrist free from his hold. "You're a bit conceited, Potter," she quipped. "I'll admit, the date was enjoyable, but why should I accept another one?"
"Isn't that the reason for going on dates? To enjoy yourself?" He let go of her wrist but remained vigilant, ready to catch her if she attempted to escape.
She retorted, a hint of sass in her voice, "Excuse me? Satisfied? So you're really suggesting that I should have another date just because I had a good time? Really, James, you must be bloody joking."
"I don't understand you, Elodie!" James raised his voice, growing frustrated. "First, you ask me out on a date—you seem to enjoy it, and then you reject me. Not to mention how you've been avoiding me. It's like you're playing some kind of game."
