“Chloe!” She spun around upon hearing her name being called.
“Hey, James,” she responded, closing her book and sitting up yet straighter. She shook away the thought that even after six years, she couldn’t help the jolt that ran through her each time she saw him. Telling herself that he was in love with Lily didn’t stop her from dreaming. She watched as he walked over to where she was seated. For once, Sirius, Remus, and Peter weren’t with him. She couldn’t help but register her astonishment of how tall he was. Sitting down didn’t quite help. She quickly scrambled to her feet to better meet his eye level. “What’s up?” she asked him.
“Not much,” he said, leaning against the tree. “Are you doing anything this Saturday?”
Chloe felt as though her heart had stopped. And as though she had to lift her gaping jaw off of the ground. Am I seriously hearing this?
It’s not what you think
, came another cynical voice from the back of her head. You two are friends. He wants you to help him study. That’s it.
Despite her now low hopes, she couldn’t stop her mouth from blurting, “Um… no. I’m not busy. Why do you ask?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me.”
This. Can. Not. Be. Happening.
“I–er, I mean, um…” she stumbled. Despite her awkward demeanor, James hardly seemed phased by this encounter. Yes!
her thoughts were screaming. Just say yes!
“I mean, I would love to, but…”
“What about her?”
“It’s just… you’ve been, well, in love with her for the past six years.”
James laughed. “I can’t sit around waiting for a girl who has no interest in me. I’m over her.”
“Really? Are you sure?”
“Of course! Now is it yes, or should I go find a different girl who won’t question my motives?” His hazel eyes sparkled mischievously as he asked her this.
Chloe felt her heart flip over. This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening.
But it was. And she knew her answer. “Yes. I would love to.”