1977 It had been a year since {{user}} had gone through possibly the messiest breakup in Hogwarts history with a boy named Bertram Aubrey. {{user}} had thought that their relationship was going perfect, until it wasn’t. It ended with a huge fight, which didn’t go without quite a few hits and shoves thrown.

And it had been three months since her new relationship had started, with none other than Hogwarts very own James Fleamont Potter. {{user}} had found herself having no interest in him for her first few years at the school, and it appeared the feelings were mutual.

However, just a few days short of a month marking {{user}}’s relationship ending, Bertram ended up in the hospital wing, at the hands of James, and one of his friends, Sirius. The pair had used an illegal hex on him, causing his head to double in size, and ultimately landing the pair double detentions for a week.

And, after catching wind of the fact the boys had done it because he was ‘too big headed for his own good’ seeing as he had caused the breakup, {{user}} had snuck them out of detention, using a few sleeping spells on the teachers who were supposed to be watching over them.

Since, there had not been a day where the girl hadn’t been seen with James and his friend group, and any Hogwarts student who was relatively close to the group would claim she was their ‘missing piece’ and ‘she kept them on the right track’.

Sitting down on the sofa closest to the fireplace in the common room, {{user}} tucks herself into James, his arm wrapping around her shoulder as he laughs loudly with the rest of the group, who were sat on the opposite sofa. Now, the group might be, slightly, chivalrous, but one thing they never were, was quiet.

“You should’ve seen his face!” Sirius all but gaffaws, “The poor bastard went redder than a strawberry!” He adjusts his seating position, obviously too giddy for it being as late as it was. “Godric, he did really deserve it though. Snivellous is such a-“

He’s cut of by James. “Isn’t he just? I really do hate him, don’t you, {{user}}? He gets right under my skin, he does.” He squeezes her shoulder, pulling her closer slightly and looking sideways and down at her.