As their sixth year at Hogwarts begins, Annalise Wood and James Sirius Potter are at the peak of their rivalry. To say they hated eachother would be an understatement.
Although sometimes they brought out the worst in eachother, they also brought out...
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IT WAS ALREADY TWELVE O'CLOCK by the time James woke up. Yesterday's train ride had left him exhausted, and after dinner last night, he immediately went upstairs and crashed.
By the time he finished taking a shower, he could smell lunch from downstairs, more specifically his dad's garlic chicken. His mum was a horrible cook, which meant his dad did most of the cooking in the house.
He hurried down the stairs, his stomach growling with hunger, desperate for some lunch. His mum and dad were busy in the kitchen, dad taking the chicken patties out of the oven, and mum cutting the vegetables. Al and Lily were already seated on the stools which lined the island.
"Well it's about time." His mum snorted, looking up to see James walk into the kitchen.
James frowned taking a seat next to his siblings. "I was tired!" He defended.
"We thought you'd miss lunch too." Al sniggered. James flicked his younger brother in the forehead in annoyance, causing Al to hit him back. "Git." Albus snapped, which only made him laugh at his younger brother's irritation.
"You guys have been back not even a day, and you're already fighting?" Their dad sighed, turning around to face them.
"James started it." Al glared.
"Dude you're the one who said 'we'd thought you'd miss lunch too' " James said in a shrill voice, mocking his younger brother.
"Cut it out!" Their mum said sharply, and him and Al both shut up immediately. "Tell me what's new with you kids." She asked them.
"Nothing." James responded.
"James, I heard you're dating Annalise Wood." His mum said, casually trying to bring it up. "That doesn't sound like nothing." She said slyly, raising her eyebrows.
Janes groaned and his head snapped to Lily, knowing she was the one who told his mum. Lily just shrugged. "What?" She asked unapologetically. "Mum's always asking me what's new with you and Al whenever she writes me so I told her!"
"The point is," His mum said sternly. "I shouldn't have to ask Lily to tell me stuff about your lives. You need to write me and tell me yourselves!"
"We do write you." Al protested, and James nodded in agreement.
"Once a month is barely anything." Their mum snapped. "I brought you into this world, the least you could do is write me more often!"
