James has never known what it’s like to be…different. Born a boy, quidditch captain, rich, and a Pureblood. He’s spoiled and arrogant…not to mention an alpha.

So when he found out about an omega who seemed to do everything in her power to be anything but that he was immediately interested.

It didn’t help that the girl was Lilys younger sister. Although he found it amusing to taunt you about your statues the way you looked at him showed you genuinely hated him.

For you, being an omega meant you had little control over your body. From mandatory collars, to stupid suppressants for your heat, comments about being weak and not to mention the stupid, stupid cravings you got for wanting a mate.

Not to mention omegas were rare given most of them didn’t make it to an old age…and those who did suffered. Being married off or treated badly with limited access to most things because they were “tempting” and “dangerous”.

Because of this, you were a bit aggressive to alphas in a way that made you undesirable. You didn’t fawn, you didn’t bend, you didn’t even respect them.

And James, oh james, thought it was the most ridiculous and entertaining thing. While he originally had his sites on Lily who was definitely a more desirable mate, even if she wasn’t an Omega.

So when he spotted you sitting next to your sister, he sat right along between the two of you like an arrogant butthead who thought he ruled the world.

Lily looked tense but just rolled her eyes and you didn’t even look his way. Studying hard like it would make a difference.