Harry Potter One Shots

Meant to Be (James Potter)

We started with one marauder and now onto the second: Mr James Fleamont Potter, take it away!

I walked towards the Slytherin Common Room, arms linked with Narcissa Black and Diana Pucey, we were discussing our arranged marriages, well, Diana and Narcissa were.

"I'm to marry Hugo Freta." Diana huffed.

"The Ravenclaw boy in the year above?" I asked. Diana nodded.

"My parents signed off on it this morning, however, he is taking the name of my house as it is more well-known in magical society." Diana explained.

"I'm to marry Lucius," Narcissa said quietly.

"Lucius? As in Malfoy?" I asked her, turning to look at my friend but before Cissa could even open her mouth another spoke.

"What are you mentioning Malfoy for, Coombs?" James Potter asked as he strode out of the Potions classroom towards us.

"None of your business, Potter." I replied icily. "Shouldn't you be chasing after Evans, anyway?" I asked, trying to get him to leave.

"She's dating Snivellus now, so it's a lost cause." The Gryffindor said with a shrug.

"Then go and find whichever, poor girl is going to be your next victim." I said pushing past him, Narcissa and Diana in tow.

"What if I already have," The boy said.

I rolled my eyes and turned around. "And who might that be, Potter?" I asked.

"You."

I froze. "In your dreams, Potter." I spat quickly before turning and heading into the Slytherin Common Room.

"You will be!" He called out after me. I rushed into my dorm and fell onto my bed with a groan.

"Coombs -" Narcissa and Diana began.

"Don't." I said cutting them off. "Just don't."

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James seemed to be able to find me wherever I went, at first it was irritating but now it was slightly less irritating.

"Potter. What did you get for question three?" I whispered quickly as we were sat in the library one day.

"For Transfiguration?" He asked and I nodded.

"Concentration." He replied.

"How? It's clearly wand power." I said looking at my notes.

"I bet you that it's concentration." He replied quickly.

"What's your price?" I asked.

"If I'm right, you go on a date with me." He responded smoothly.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. If I win, you stop following me."

He nodded.

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I stared at my Transfiguration homework in horror.