Forget How To Breathe;; ♥ [[JAMES]]

[Karen Riddle]

<sup>Supper time, Karen hadn’t grown to fond of that meal. There was always way too many people down in the Great Hall. Whenever she decided to go down there, it was always crowded no elbow room and whispers surrounding every corner.

Karen pulled her jacket tight around her, seeing as how it was a chilly evening and she was one to get cold easy. She had a white envelope sticking out of her back pocket as she walked up the stairs of the owerly. Quickly she ran up the stairs trying to get out of the wind that blew her hair in front of her eyes.

She had made it to the last few steps and knowing her luck she tripped and fell flat on her stomach. “Ow.” She said and looked up seeing another person standing there. “This is just perfect.” Karen said out loud.</sup>[/font][/sup]

[James Potter]

Heading up to the Owlery wasn't a usual thing for James Potter to do. He barely ever sent letters to anyone, he could never be bothered to traisp up the long, winding stairs and then suffer the sharp stench of owl droppings. It wasn't really the way he liked to spend his day. But, unfortuntely, his parents had requested that they sent him a letter, at the very least every month. And he hadn't sent one for ages. James' friend- Chris Rivers, from 5th year- hadn't replied to his parents' numerous letters. And just last week, Christopher Rivers recieved an eight minute long howler, screaming at him about 'rudeness' and 'replying to letters'. James honestly didn't see what the big fuss was all about. It was just not replying to a letter, not blowing up the moon! Although that would be pretty cool... But James didn't want to take that risk. As much as he loved attention- whether from tricks or from detentions-, he didn't like it too much with Howlers. So the best idea would be to give his parents a letter. When his parents wrote, his mum asked generally about school, occasionally scolding him for detentions. On the other hand, his father egged him on about getting into trouble and pranks; often renimiscing about his school days, and making the odd comment about how alike he and James were. Of course his mum disapproved of this. But that was her thing. So, grubby letter in hand, he trudged up to the Owlery. This is what his letter said- after many attempts- in his new epic lime green ink.

Hey mum & dad,

School's ok. Eventful here and there, I guess, Pretty boring. What really annoys me is the fact that they are already preparing us for OWLs. Come off it. I'm in fourth year! Did they make you prepare so early, or is it just my teachers? Mum, Albus is ok. Don't worry, seriously. He's coping pretty well. Made some friends and all that. He may not have told you, but he is really happy to be in Gryffindor? Dad, did he tell you he was scared he was going to be in Slytherin? 'Cause he seemed freaked out, when I saw him at the Sorting. Plus he told me. Anyway, yes mum, I have got some detentions. Just for pranks. I have a suspision you think I'm going to turn into some criminal. But trust me, some Slytherins deserve it. Oh and dad? Thanks for telling me about that Aguamenti spell! Only the sixth and seventh years know it, and some of them can't preform it. I've used it on three Slytherins- they were soaked! - and still counting.

love,
James.


As he entered the Owlery, he tripped suddenly. What the hell? James wasn't usually clumsy! He wobbled a bit, then fell forward onto something quite soft. He blinked. Blonde hair obscured his vision. His eyes widened. He had landed on someone? Oops. He scrambled to his feet, thanking himself silently that he was light for his age. he didn't think this girl would be too pleased with him if he was really heavy- like his Uncle Dudley- and had landed on her. "Er, sorry", he said, a smile playing on his lips. It was pretty funny. He offered her a hand, to get her up.

[yeyy epic post xD]

[Karen Riddle]

<sub>Karen tried to get up little did that help when she felt a body land on top of her. Her face went straight into her pissed off look. “Oh my god could you please be a little bit more careful. I’m very fragile in case you didn’t notice.” She said while using most of her strength to push him off. She got a good look at him while laying on the floor, stupid little Gryffindor. “So you think you can just get away with falling on me like that huh?” Karen spoke those words through her teeth glaring at him and tensing her body ready to take him.

Patiently waiting for his answer she looked down at her jacket and noticed a perfect little stain of owl poop and whatnot on her jacket. Karen hoped she would find some type of spell to get it out but for some reason she doubted it. “Look here, I’ll be the nice Riddle here and let you off easy this time but only cause I don’t feel like getting in trouble again.” Karen spoke these words while putting on her most perfect fake smile.

Swiftly she turned her back on him and walked away while calling an owl down. She gracefully tired the letter to it’s leg and sent if off. The window ledge was near where she was standing, Karen leaned against it and looked back at him. Getting a good look at him made her think he was kind of cute for a Gryffindor but he did look young. Probably about a 4th or 5th year. “Why are you here anyway?" She asked though she clearly saw the letter in his hand.</sub>[/sub][/font]

[James Potter]

Oh great. A Slytherin. And of all the Slytherins that James could've fallen on, it was Karen Riddle. That spoilt, Seventh year brat. Damn. "Oh my God, could you please be a little bit more careful? I'm very fragile in case you didn't notice". Oh please. "Excuse me, I think you were the one who decided to take a little trip to the floor", James retorted, placing his hands in his pockets. "So you think you can just get away with falling on me like that, huh?". Yeah, pretty much. James opened his mouth to say just that, when he was interrupted. “Look here, I’ll be the nice Riddle here and let you off easy this time but only cause I don’t feel like getting in trouble again".. Whew. Indecisive or what? James watched as Riddle walked towards an owl, fastening her letter to it's leg, and sending it on. James took a step back, so he was leaning on the wall. Riddle looked at him- actually she was probably glaring. James raised his eyebrows. “Why are you here anyway?". Stupid question, really.

"Gee, I dunno", he said sarcasticly. "To go swimming, or to send a letter?". He pushed himself off the wall, and walked towards his own owl- Jamie. Jamie fluttered his wings. James tied his letter to Jamie's leg, and watched as he gracefully flew out of the window. James turned to face Riddle.

[Karen Riddle]

<sub>Karen hated sarcasm especially from Gryffindors. “Don’t be so sarcastic it’s looks really bad coming from you.” She said rolling her eyes. She looked at him for a split second then turned her head away. Hearing an owl fluttering above she knew it must have been his. Karen turned her head toward him again and walked closer to him. Now they were maybe a foot apart. “You know for a stupid Gryffindor you are pretty cute.” She spoke each work with a smirk on her face.

She kept still waiting for him to say something back, Gryffindors were always so slow at responding. As she was waiting she moved, just walked around him closer brushing her shoulder with his. “Maybe if I wasn’t so much better than you, you could respond faster don’t you think.” Karen said facing him once again.

Crossing her arms and putting on her best b*tch look, she watched him hoping it would scare him just a little bit, but doubted it he was a Potter after all. “So why did you mention swimming anyway are you trying to tell me something?” She asked her b*tch look turning into what almost seemed like a smile.</sub>[/font][/sub]