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Accurate sound reproduction in an unobtrusive overhead microphone.

The MX202 Microflex condenser microphone captures Shure quality sound in a compact, adjustable package. The MX202 features a condenser microphone cartridge attached to a flexible, 4" gooseneck with a 30' cable. The inline preamp offers easy microphone stand or ceiling installation, and when combined with the high sensitivity cartridge's wide frequency response, this microphone provides accurate sound reproduction with a minimum of RF interference or electromagnetic hum. Includes mic stand adapter.

Also available with a plate-mounted preamp (see product # 270396).
Requires phantom power.

Shure MX202 MicroFlex Condenser Microphone with Inline Preamp Features:

  • Wide dynamic range and frequency response for accurate sound reproduction across the audio spectrum
    Balanced, transformerless output for increased immunity to noise over long cable runs
    Supplied stand-mount adapter for portable applications

Shure MX202 MicroFlex Condenser Microphone with Inline Preamp Specifications:

  • Frequency Response
    50 to 17,000 Hz

    Output Impedance
    180 ohms actual (EIA rated at 150 ohms)

    Sensitivity (At 1,000 Hz, open circuit voltage*)
    Cardioid: -35.0 dBV/Pa (17.8 mV)
    Supercardioid: -33.5 dBV/Pa (21.1 mV)
    All values -12 dB at 0 gain; *1 Pascal = 94 dB SPL

    Maximum SPL (1 kHz at 1% THD, 1 k ohm load)
    Cardioid: 124.2 dB
    Supercardioid: 122.7 dB
    All values +6 dB at 0 gain

    Equivalent Output Noise (A-weighted)
    Cardioid: 28.0 dB SPL
    Supercardioid: 26.5 dB SPL

    Signal to Noise Ratio (referenced at 94 dB SPL)
    Cardioid: 66.0 dB
    Supercardioid: 67.5 dB

    Dynamic Range at 1 k ohm load
    96.2 dB
    100 dB at 0 gain

    Common Mode Rejection
    45.0 dB minimum

    Preamplifier Output Clipping Level (1% THD)
    -6.0 dBV (0.5 V)
    -12 dBV at 0 gain

    Positive sound pressure on diaphragm produces positive voltage on pin 2 relative to pin 3 of output connector.

    Power Requirements
    11 to 52 Vdc phantom, 2.0 mA

    Environmental Requirements
    Operating Temperature Range: -18 to 57 degrees C (0 to 135 degrees F)

    Relative Humidity
    0 to 95%

    Cable Length
    9 m (30 ft)

Shure MX202 MicroFlex Condenser Microphone with Inline Preamp

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  • Great for Piano

    As reviewed by Daniel on 5/13/2010

    It's a shure which means you're sure to get GREAT sound quality. While looking for a couple of mics to use for a live rig I came across this little one. It has amazing sound and can pick up all the highs, mids and lows of your voice giving you almost 3 mics in one. In addition to that, the flex aspect is strong enough to hold position but loose enought to be moved in the blink of an eye. Without a doubt this is peferct for someone who doesn't plan on moving around to much on stage.

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  • Good sound but poor quality cable

    As reviewed by robert vergas on 4/17/2013

    If I am going to pay just short of $200.00 for a mic, I want a mic with a strong detachable cable, or better yet, no cable at all which would enable me to supply my own cable. Our church uses Shure Microflex mics but they have nice thick quality cables. The cable for the mic I purchased is not detachable and it is the same as the cables used on cheap headphones, you know the type: very thin and prone to get all tangled up in knots quite easily. Also cables such as this are prone to breaking and if this happens the mic is rendered useless because there is no jack in which to insert a replacement cable. Since the cable is so important, I am giving this mic only 3 stars. As far as sound quality is concerned, it is quite powerful with external phantom power. I found it odd that with the official user's guide supplied with the mic, they fail to mention that external phantom power is required for rhis mic. The pre-amp supplied is not the same as phantom power; I found this out when I plugged it into my board and got no signal at all until I clicked on the phantom power switch. So, word up: You must have external phantom power for this mic.

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Allows optimal reed vibration.

Vandoren M/O Series ligatures combine the lightweight construction of the legendary Masters Series ligature with the highly efficient tightening of the OPTIMUM Series ligature. This advanced ligature allows the reed to freely vibrate for crisp tonal articulation.

M/O Series Clarinet Ligatures are available for Bb, Eb, alto, and bass clarinets in black, silver-plated, and pewter. The Bb ligature is also available gold-plated.

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Gulfstream Smashes Handle Records For Third Consecutive Season

Gulfstream Park will end its meet Friday setting records in both total handle and on-track handle for the third consecutive meet.

Gulfstream's total handle will be approximately $769 million, up nine percent from $673 million in 2011-2012. Meanwhile, on-track handle will be approximately $63 million, up 22 percent from 2011-2012 when on-track handle surpassed the $50 million mark for the first time in Gulfstream's new facility.

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that was outwitted by the industrial revolution
the barge never saw the steam engine coming

last week... monday of last week before we went to the beach the family took a bike ride
we rode from Mount Pleasant to Fletcher's boat house
no... we did not rent a boat
it was a wonderful ride

the ride back was difficult for the boys
until I mentioned that we would get lunch at Moby Dick's in Georgetown
they had expanded to sit down and I had yet to take advantage of it
a table by the window made up for our traveling without a lock

it was all bike path there
linking the bike path along Rock Creek and Beach Drive\Rock Creek Parkway
then onto the Capital Crescent Trail
stopping at Fletchers to enjoy snacks and water that were in my pack
then turned it around
well... Lisa and Grant turned it around and Dean and I rode a little further
I tried to get nine year old Dean a few more miles and maybe an extra climb more than six year old Grant

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At GW: 2009 - Enters 2009 season ranked ninth on program's career assists list (19) and 10th in career draws (46) ... Will likely sit out season while rehabbing knee injury.

2008 - Saw action in 11 games, chipping in two goals and three assists ... Had goal and two draw controls at #15 George Mason (3/5) ... Tallied free-position goal against Mount St. Mary's (3/12) ... Named to A-10 Commissioner's Honor Roll in spring semester.

2007 - Played in first 13 games of season, including 10 starts, until sustaining season-ending knee injury at No. 11 Georgetown (4/20) ... Had career-high five points on two goals and career-best three assists at Mount St. Mary's (3/1) ... Also had two ground balls and six draws against Mountaineers ... Posted two goals at No. 15 Denver (3/13), at Massachusetts (4/8) and at Temple (4/15) ... Finished with three points against Minutewomen and at La Salle (4/13).

2006 - Named to Atlantic 10 All-Rookie Team after leading all GW freshmen and finishing fifth on squad with 17 points ... Already in GW career top 10 with eight assists ... Made 14 starts in 16 total appearances ... Scored career-high two goals at St. Bonaventure ... Dished out career-high two assists versus American ... Posted goal and assist vs. Denver and Duquesne ... Won career-best five draws against Richmond, secured four draws versus California.

High School: All-time career leader and single-season record holder for assists and ground balls at Wilton High ... As a senior, helped lead the Warriors to the FCIAC title en route to earning tournament MVP honors ... Also earned All-America, First-Team All-FCIAC and All-State honors ... Helped lead Wilton to the state and FCIAC championships as a junior ... Academic All-America, First-Team All-FCIAC and All-State selection as a junior ... Second-Team All-FCIAC selection as a sophomore ... Also led soccer team to state and FCIAC titles as a senior.

Personal: Meghan Katharine Cratty ... Born Dec. 24, 1986 in Geneva, Switzerland ... Daughter of Peggie and John Keary, and Richard and Dianne Cratty ... One sister, Samantha (26) ... Majoring in environmental studies, with a minor in communications.

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My Day, August 17, 1960
The Eleanor Roosevelt Papers

My Day

NEW YORK. -- In my conversation with Sen. John Kennedy at Hyde Park Sunday, I was anxious, needless to say, to find out if he and Adlai Stevenson had planned to work closely on foreign affairs during the campaign.

I knew there would be no question of Rep. Chester Bowles working closely with the Senator, because it was for this purpose that he withdrew as a candidate for re-election to Congress.1 And I felt sure that it would be easy for Senator Kennedy and Representative Bowles to work together.

Senator Kennedy has a quick mind, but I would say that he might tend to arrive at judgments almost too quickly. Therefore, it seemed important to me that he should have a good relationship during the campaign with Mr. Stevenson, thereby demonstrating that their philosophies are sufficiently similar so that they could work well together in the future, even though Mr. Stevenson has a more judicial and reflective type of mind.

I was pleased to learn that the Senator already had made plans much along these lines. It gave me a feeling of reassurance.

Our Democratic candidate is a likable man with charm, and I think that already, since the convention, the difficulties and responsibilities that the future may hold for him as President have opened up new vistas for him and brought about a greater maturity.

I think Senator Kennedy is anxious to learn. I think he is hospitable to new ideas. He is hard-headed. He calculates the political effect of every move. I left my conversation with him with the feeling that here is a man who wants to leave a record of not only having helped his countrymen, but having helped humanity as a whole.

I had withheld my decision on joining Herbert Lehman as honorary chairman of the Democratic Citizens Committee of New York2 until I had a chance to see and talk with our Democratic candidate. After Senator Kennedy's visit, I telephoned my acceptance to serve with Mr. Lehman, and I told Senator Kennedy that I would discuss what help in the campaign I could give, for I have come to the conclusion that the people will have in John F. Kennedy, if he is elected, a good President.

As the weeks go by I hope I will have an opportunity to see our candidate more and to know him better, but I have enough confidence in him now to feel that I can work wholeheartedly for his election.

Senator Kennedy was met by a very large crowd Sunday morning when he landed at Dutchess County Airport on his way to Hyde Park. I had sent my car and two friends, Dr. and Mrs. David Gurewitsch, to meet him.

Dr. Gurewitsch got out of the car to go forward and welcome the Senator. Mrs. Gurewitsch stayed in the car and, while waiting there, asked several people in the crowd if they were Democrats or curiosity-seekers. To her surprise, she found that most of them professed to be Democrats. Both she and Dr. Gurewitsch reported to me later that the applause upon Senator Kennedy's arrival was astonishing.

The Senator and his party came straight to my cottage, and he had with him William Walton, the coordinator for the Citizens Committee of New York State, and Pierre Salinger, his press secretary.

The occasion which brought the Senator to Hyde Park was a meeting of the Golden Ring Clubs,3 members of which were laying a wreath on my husband's grave on the anniversary of the passage of the Social Security Act.4 I arranged to have the Senator lunch alone with me while the others ate on our outdoor dining porch. But at the close of the interview the Senator asked if Mr. Walton might come in, which he did for a few minutes.

     1. Chester Bowles withdrew from the 1960 Connecticut congressional race earlier that election year to serve as presidential candidate John Kennedy's foreign policy advisor and to do what he could for the campaign. ER supported his aspirations for a prominent place in the new Democratic administration and JFK rewarded Bowles by appointing him undersecretary of state. [American National Biography Online. Internet on-line. Available From]
     2. New York Citizens Committee, see ER to JFK, 8/16/60, n2.
     3. The Golden Ring Club was an organization for senior citizens in Hyde Park, New York.
     4. With strong support from President Franklin Roosevelt, Congress passed the Social Security Act on August 14, 1935, during the height of the Great Depression. The act laid the foundations for American welfare policy by establishing old age pensions, aid to dependent children and unemployment insurance. [Edward D. Berkowitz, America's Welfare State: From Roosevelt to Reagan (Baltimore: John Hopkins University Press, 1991), pp. 14-38.]

Index to this Document: Bowles, Chester; Golden Rings Club: JFK's address to; Gurewitsch, David and Edna: on JFK; Kennedy, John F.: address before Golden Rings Club; ER Val-Kill meeting and, 1960; ER's advice to; ER's assessment of; ER's endorsement of; Pierre Salinger and; on Social Security; William Walton; Lehman, Herbert; My Day; New York Citizens Committee for Kennedy: ER and; William Walton and; Roosevelt, Eleanor: on Chester Bowles; JFK, appraisal of; JFK, endorsement of; JFK, political advice to; JFK, Val-Kill meeting with, 1960; New York Citizens Committee for Kennedy and; Pierre Salinger and; William Walton and; Salinger, Pierre: accompanies JFK to Val-Kill, 1960; ER and; Social Security: defined; JFK on; Stevenson, Adlai E.; Walton, William: accompanies JFK to Val-Kill, 1960; ER and; New York Citizens Committee for Kennedy and

Published by the Model Editions Partnership

Recommended citation: Eleanor Roosevelt, John Kennedy, and the Election of 1960: A Project of The Eleanor Roosevelt Papers, ed. by Allida Black, June Hopkins, John Sears, Christopher Alhambra, Mary Jo Binker, Christopher Brick, John S. Emrich, Eugenia Gusev, Kristen E. Gwinn, and Bryan D. Peery (Columbia, S.C.: Model Editions Partnership, 2003). Electronic version based on unpublished letters.

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Hasidic Jews in Brooklyn are among the follicly-challenged men feeding a growing trend in New York: facial hair transplants.

New York City plastic surgeons say they're seeing an increasing number of men paying up to $7,000 for a more hirsute look, reported DNAinfo, a digital news service about New York.

"Whether you are talking about the Brooklyn hipster or the advertising executive, the look is definitely to have a bit of facial hair," Dr. Jeffrey Epstein, a facial plastic surgeon who has performed the procedure for 12 years, told DNAinfo.

As the Brooklyn neighborhood of Williamsburg has become better known for its hipsters than its Hasidim, a lot has changed, but one thing both groups have in common is hairy faces. Or in the case of some, wannabe hairy faces.

In addition to Hasidic Jews, who tend to come in for denser sidelocks, doctors told DNAinfo their clients include men who have struggled since adolescence to grow a beard and women undergoing sex changes to become men.

Facial hair transplantation restores hair to areas where hair growth is thin or missing. It can be performed on beards, sideburns and cheeks, though the most common places are the goatee and mustache areas, Epstein says on the website for his Foundation for Hair Restoration.


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Sexy Swashbuckler Captain Costume

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Sexy Swashbuckler Captain Costume
Product Description Every pirate will fall in love with the lass who wears this Sexy Swashbuckler Captain Costume! It includes a corset-style top with back zipper, tiered skirt, belt and hat. Add our sexy pirate boots and a toy cutlass or flintlock pistol to finish your look, and you'll never have problems rounding up a crew to serve your ship!
  • Polyester interlock and faux suede, cotton gauze and polyurethane faux leather
  • Corset-style top has back zipper, front inset panels & ribbon lacing
  • Maroon interlock skirt has 3 ruffled tiers, longer in back
  • Sleeves are cotton gauze gathered on elastic bands
  • Belt is brown polyurethane faux leather
  • Antique-gold-tone molded plastic belt buckle has a skull at each corner
  • Tricorn hat is brown polyfoam-backed faux suede w/ white feather
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awesome costume

By  - November 2, 2014

I bought and collected other accessories to go with it! Size was true to fit. I did have to trim a lot of strings, sew a loop back in, but otherwise it worked out well. And it held up! I had this on for a about 6 hrs

My fellow and I even won 1st place in a contest! ;) I am so glad I picked this one ;)
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Super cute

By  - October 1, 2014

This is such a cute and flattering costume. The belt and the hat were a little flimsy and poorly made, but the skirt and top fit very well. It doesn't come with the white petticoat pictured (I thought it did for some reason) but I just ordered it separately. The back of the skirt is a bit longer which makes it unique.

I am 5"8, 135 lbs with a size 36 C chest and the large fits perfectly. The top is long enough for my torso and the skirt matches my leg length, as well. The top is more like a corset - you can pull the ribbons and tighten them to make the top fit even more closely.
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By  - October 28, 2013

I loved this costume!! I wore it out Friday night to a Halloween party at a local bar and felt attractive all night! I loved how the skirt was longer in the back, the quality of material for the skirt was fantastic, and the fit of the top was very flattering. The only complaints I have with this costume is that the top is a bit short - so I wore a brown cami underneath - the cami could only be seen at the bottom where the top was too short - it didn't peak out the top which was nice. The belt that came with this costume was HORRIBLE. It was cheap and there was no way to secure it. I ended up buying my own big buckle belt and wearing that instead. I didn't like the hat either. But all in all I was VERY happy with this costume.
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ARM Announces Power Optimized 2GHz Cortex-A15 Quad-Core Processor

ARM Announces Power Optimized 2GHz Cortex-A15 Quad-Core Processor

According to its official blog, ARM has unveiled its power optimized Cortex-A15 quad-core processor aimed directly at notebooks and network-based hardware. As it is a hard macro processor with hardware set parameters, the processor may speed up its development and deployment.

The newly launched ARM Cortex-A15 MPCore processor is a hard macro variant quad-core with a rated clock speed of up to 2.0GHz, built using the TSMC 28nm HPM process and offers similar power consumption ratings to their existing Cortex-A9 products. It also includes ARM's NEON and Floating Point Unit technology, EEC for L1 and L2 RAM, as well as its support for virtualization, which makes it suitable for a wide variety of applications and their virtual environments.

ARM has uniquely released it as a hard macro version, which the company says offers the best compromise between performance and power drain as well as allowing for it to hit the market much faster. Usually, the ARM CPUs can be tweaked according to their customers' exact specifications; however, such practices will ultimately increase the time the processors take to reach the store shelves. According to ARM, the Cortex-A15 MPCore processor can be used to power smartphones, tablets, mobile computing, high-end digital home systems, servers and wireless infrastructure.

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[hr] [three_fourth] [toggle title="What is the MLS?"]MLS stands for the Multiple Listing Service. The MLS is a database of homes for sale in a certain area. The MLS is used by Real Estate Brokers to list homes for sale and find homes for their clients. Listing in the MLS is the best way to make Real Estate Brokers aware of your home as it is typically one of the only tools they use to locate properties for their clients. Only licensed Real Estate Agents have access to the MLS and only they can list property for sale in the MLS.[/toggle] [toggle title="What Happens when a Broker wants to Show my Home?"]Your name and phone number are placed in the “Agent Only Remarks” section of the MLS listing and brokers are instructed to contact you to schedule a showing. The broker wishing to schedule a showing simply calls you and to schedule an appointment. If your home is not on a lock box and you plan to open the door for them, we recommend that you meet them to let them in, provide a flyer, give a quick introduction of the property and then let them look around on their own. After they have finished viewing your property you can make yourself available for questions.[/toggle] [toggle title="Why Should I Have my Home or Property Listed in the MLS?"]Real Estate Brokers use the MLS almost exclusively to search for homes and property for their clients. Since more than 80% of buyers are represented by a Broker, we feel that having your home listed in the MLS is a tremendously important part of the marketing mix. In addition, by placing your home in the MLS your property then becomes eligible to be included on® (when you list with us it’s always placed on® as a Showcase listing) and other national real estate web sites.  We think it’s important to have exposure in both the local MLS and on the national web sites.  The local MLS makes your home available to brokers who are looking for their clients and the national web sites make your home available to the public who are looking on their own.  Internet ads have become the number one place for buyers to find homes and according to statistics released by the National Association of REALTORS®, internet ads are three times more effective at attracting buyers than then next most popular way buyers find homes – yard signs.   [/toggle] [toggle title="What Commission Do You Recommend Offering the Buyer's Agent?"]While there is no standard commission, the majority of sellers offer a 3% commission to a broker who brings a buyer.  When deciding how much to offer, remember that the higher the commission the more attention it will get from brokers. Keep in-mind, that with our listings if you happen to find a buyer on your own, through Craig’s List, newspaper advertisements, a yard sign or other means, you will not have to pay any commission increasing your savings even more.[/toggle] [toggle title="At what Price Should I List My Home?"]The price you decide to list your home for is entirely up to you. It’s best to be realistic about the price – in today’s market the number one factor that contributes to successful sales is a good or even slightly aggressive price. Many of our clients take some or all of the commission savings and use it to offset a lower asking price, making their home that much more competitive in the market by undercutting the competition. Remember, you can also change your asking price at anytime by sending us the new price via e-mail.[/toggle] [toggle title="How long does it take for my Listing to be added to the MLS and to show up on® ?"]We will post your home to the MLS within one business day of receiving your paperwork and photos. Within 24 hours of your home being listed in the MLS, it will appear on® and the other national web sites. [/toggle] [toggle title="Can you use my Pictures for My Listing?"]Yes, absolutely. Once you have sent in your listing package, simply e-mail your photos to For best results we recommend that photos be:

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I guess we don't know if Valerian was a virgin or not, but if he was, I doubt the choice would precede his name if people prayed to him.

If you grew up Catholic like me you had a lot of those picture books full of saints. They were great because they were crazy and gory and exciting, and they could be inspiring too. And if you were a girl, you were probably given a lot of cards and books and whatnot about all the virgin martyrs. Saint Cecilia didn't get it as bad (virgin onslaught-wise) as .. oh, anyone from Saint Agnes, Lucy, Agatha, Maria Goretti (yikes)- but like all the virgin martyrs, this aspect of her life is presented with a certain... fervour. Gather round girls, let me tell you what a woman should be! And so when you start questioning what's going on in the Church's attitude towards ladies, these virgin martyrs are among the first to go.

I was reading a bit of feminist interpretations of these women's lives, and it was super interesting, to try and think of their stories in their own terms (as much as you can anyway), rather than a tool to tell me what I was and was not supposed to be. I'm no theologian, I just liked coming back to something that did have an impact on me, years ago. And so here's Saint Cecilia, because the image of her still touches my heart, I admit.

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Strange Adventures, Halifax
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Eric Drake, a powerful Dark Wolf, has never trusted himself around human females—preferring to mate only within his pack. That is, until he encounters Chelsea Smart snooping around Silvercrest pack land in search of her missing sister.

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The Animal Rescue Club

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Who do you call when a squirrel is trapped in a mud puddle or a baby opossum is stuck in a drainpipe ?

Meet Jeffrey, Beaner, Raymond, and Mike--the Animal Resuce club! Adventures wait around every corner as this intrepid band of kids, working with a Wildlife Rehabilitator, helps the wild animals in our neighborhood.

John Himmelman's action-packed story and lively art is based on his firsthand experience with wild-animal rescue groups. This inside look at kids saving animals is certain to fascinate young nature lovers.

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The debut of an exuberant new picture book character from the best–selling author of the Judy Moody series.

Beetle McGrady dreams of being an explorer like Marco Polo or a pioneer like Amelia Earhart. She dreams of being brave and daring, and she will begin by ... eating an ant.

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A collection of poems by one of the greatest literary and cultural figures of the 20th century

Upon the release of his first published work, Howl and Other Poems, in 1956, Allen Ginsberg became the unlikely force of a movement that would change a generation. Literature, art, sex, love, family, politics; nothing would ever be the same. The Beat Generation was born through Ginsberg and his friends.

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Chapter IXX: finding the infamous Gryffindor courage

You won't ever be happier...until you find that special place where you belong...”

“I like this,” Hermione shyly admitted as they sat on the balcony connected to the library, slowly drinking their coffees and eating their breakfasts.

Harry nodded mutely, staring out onto the garden behind the manor.

“What’s with you, you’re never this quiet… well, okay, that’s not true, but you’re still not one for meditation in the morning, not when you’re fully awake and gearing up to start a new day,” Hermione rambled on as she tore off a piece of her croissant and smeared Nutella on it before popping the piece into her mouth.

He let out a small, breathy laugh. “Just thinking.”

“About the meaning of life?” she teased him with a grin.

He nodded. “Something along those lines.”

“Any answers on that front?”

He shook his head, sadly. “None as of yet, I’m afraid.”

Ah,” she said.

“Yeah…” he sighed.

They sat in silence for a while, each left to their own thoughts—or forced to since they had nothing better to do, as was Hermione’s case—and enjoying the novelty behind the unusually perfect weather that day.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” she asked, effectively ending the interlude.

He shrugged, much to her annoyance. “Nothing.”

She cocked her head to the side, her eyebrows furrowing as she sent him a perplexed look. He could almost see the wheels in her head turning as she desperately tried to analyze him—rationalize his actions and unusual behavior. “What is it Harry?… come on, please, talk to me.”

He turned to look at her. “Nine months ago today I made a promise to myself… I told myself I’d have her.”

He could see she wanted to say something, but she wouldn’t—she respected him enough to let him do it at his own pace.

“I’m not getting anywhere in that respect, to tell you the truth,” he told her before turning his face from her, breaking away from her.

“Who is she, Harry?”

He let out a deep sigh. “You have Nutella on the corner of your lip,” he told her in a strained voice that she was totally oblivious to as she quickly wiped off the chocolate from her face before licking it off her finger. And as he got up, leaving her alone on the balcony, he realized that—for the life of him—he couldn’t deicide whether it was a blessing or a curse that she was so ignorant to her effect on him.

“I’m sorry about this morning,” Harry announced as he took a seat by Hermione on the couch where she was getting her daily fix of celebrity news—a dirty little secret love affair of hers that he’d only recently discovered.

She smiled as she turned the TV on mute. “It’s okay, I understand, I really do.”

“I was hoping I could make it up to you-”

“Oh, Harry, you don’t need to. Really, you don’t,” she told him earnestly as she squeezed his arm lightly to assure him of the fact.

He grinned. “That doesn’t matter; all that does is that I want to.”

“So when will this illicit little date of ours be taking place then?”

“Well honestly, Harry, don’t you think at all? If we’re leaving Ron out of it I doubt we should tell him, you know how jealous he gets,” she told him with a teasing tone as she sent him a conspiratorial wink.

He chuckled. “Of course, how could I be so blind?—so I think I’ll pick you up at your bedroom door tomorrow at eight.”

“Well then see you in front of my door then, but right now, let’s learn about Patrick Swayze and that cancer of his,” she told him with a smile as she turned the TV’s volume up as she snuggled into Harry’s chest, resting her head in the crook of his neck as she watched the program.

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"The storm is coming but I don't mind,
People are dying, but I close my blinds.
- Ingrid Michaelson, “Keep Breathing”

The shabby two-room flat was a hazard to his health, both mentally and physically. Books of all shapes and sizes that had once been neatly placed on the wall-to-wall shelves laid strewn about the floor and onto any flat surface they could reach. Precarious piles teetered haphazardly near the cracked bedroom door, nearly reaching the height of the light switch on the dingy wall. Newspapers were stacked by the kitchen sink and scattered about on the wooden floor, headlines fading in the dim light that traced swirls of dust throughout the air. A cough, and then another cough. The lights had gone on, and he stepped inside his flat with a scowl and curse as a shorter pile of books toppled over and spilled onto the floor.

With a flick of a wand, the books straightened themselves again, and a tie was tossed casually over the arm of a wooden chair that sat perched by the window. The ghastly and annoyingly loud London muggle-traffic filtered through his window. Generally, Percy found it easy to ignore. He spent most of his time in the only other room in the flat which had no windows, and the only noises were from the air duct system (whatever that was) and the upstairs neighbors who had a rather hyperactive three year old son named Benny who last week flushed the goldfish thinking it was dead. Heaven knows if it was… But today, Percy simply could not handle the noise.

The noise ceased, and Percy sat himself on the edge of the wooden chair, rubbing his forehead and creasing his eyebrows. A plate from this morning’s breakfast still remained on the table-top, unwashed with crumbs that created a small trail from the plate to the edges of the table, around the napkin. What a mess his flat was. Whatever happened to being so tidy, his mind chided him. Clean this mess up, immediately, so you may think clearly… Yet Percy had no desire to move from his chair. Perhaps it was the fact that the large, disastrous mess reminded him of home? No. Certainly not. The past few days had been taking a large amount of energy from his being, and he knew he had no desire to set things straight like they out to be. Not his apartment, nor anything else.

Gazing out the window, Percy was startled to find his owl cautiously climbing his way down the piping outside towards his small windowsill. Hs copy of the Daily Prophet and other various letters were stuffed in his beak. “Suppose I should do something,” muttered Percy unhappily. After running a tired hand through his hair, he reached over and released the security locks on the window, throwing it open. The owl tiptoed in, as if sensing that Percy was entirely unhappy today and that it shouldn’t take more time than it needed to before going back to the Diagon Alley owlery. Sound bombarded his ears, the honking of horns and shouting of pedestrians was far too much for a developing headache, so after paying the owl six sickles for the newspaper, the window was shut once more and the silencing charm placed on the windowpane active again.

A new headline, not unlike many others that laid about his flat, yelled in bold print, “Muggle Member of Parliament Missing” and the second headline, in slightly smaller print, curved around the lower corner of the page with a picture of a man whom he had known all too well, “Dumbledore Rumored to Take Over the Ministry?”

He unfolded the paper in his hands and yanked it open unhappily. “Please,” Percy scoffed. “Dumbledore is gone now, is this really necessary?” To be honest, his schoolboy habit of knowing everything had pierced through his cynical humor, and he found himself being drawn towards the article on Dumbledore; he never knew much about the man, in fact no one did, except for Harry Potter. But that was another story all together. Harry Potter was a hot-key phrase in the Ministry at the moment. Say those two names in conjunction with one another and you almost were dragged down into the Department of Mysteries to be interrogated. And to think, his family stood up for him every moment of the way! Didn’t they know, Percy thought with agitation, that they were risking their lives for a seventeen year old boy who had done nothing extraordinary since his second year?

He was always getting into unnecessary trouble, Percy reflected. And he hadn’t done anything at least more productive than saving his little sister’s life. Not anything with visible consequences and reactions. Yes, that made everything better. He skimmed the article half-heartedly, and then saddened by the quality of the writing (which had mainly consisted of pointless gossip about how Albus Dumbledore, the greatest Wizard of the age, had apparently planned to take over the Ministry with a swarm of Hogwarts House-Elves dressed in Goblin armour and armed with Wizard Snapping Crackers) closed the newspaper. Other letters lay forgotten on the other corner of the table, hiding underneath the napkin.

A bright white, thick envelope caught his attention and sighing, he pulled it out from the debris. Curves of brilliant blue ink that spelled out his name and address sparkled in the summer sun drifting through his blinds. “Mr. Percy Weasley, Smallest Flat, Fourth Floor, West London” it read boisterously. His brows furrowed. Whatever could this be for? He slid his finger underneath the envelope flap and pulled out the stocky card within. As Percy read, his expression dropped.

Mr. Percy Weasley
We are hereby delighted to invite you
To the magnificent Wedding of

Fleur Delacour
Billius Weasley
We’d be delighted to have
 your acquaintance on the
30 July 1997”

His brother was getting married. And apparently, they’d be ‘delighted’ to have his acquaintance. Percy tossed the card stock invitation aside and scowled at the grain in the wood table. “Preposterous. How do they think I can possibly face them, now? Delighted, oh, I’m sure they’d be absolutely thrilled if I showed up on the doorstep…” Often muttering to himself released his pent up energy and frustration, but not today. This was something different; this was about home. The handwriting looked on the card as if it had been forced brutally onto the page; it wasn’t as neat or nice as Percy imagined all the others looking. Perhaps Bill pushed Fleur to write it when she didn’t want to. Maybe it was guilt and formality. Bill must’ve thought that just maybe his little brother would just admit he was wrong and show up.

Wrong? How could he be wrong? Percy insistently told his family for the past two years that it wasn’t safe outside in this world. He had felt safe in the Ministry, up until the point that that Potter boy had gone and ruined everything, breaking glass and shutting down the Floo system in the Ministry. You-Know-Who had been there that night, and it gave Percy shivers up and down his spine. Yet he refused to believe that anywhere was safe but the Ministry. They knew what they were doing, things were efficient and plans were ready-made; unlike Hogwarts where hundreds of students caused chaos at every corner.

Percy stared at the RSVP on the back of the card. “Send owl within a week, please.” Harrumph, Percy would be sending no owls at all, thank you. The other various letters littering the table were correspondence from the Ministry from various superiors and underlings that sought Percy’s advice or held instructions. It was hard seeing brief correspondence on updates from each department to be passed onto the Minister if necessary, but especially difficult when one of them was from his father. Arthur Weasley and his son hardly spoke. Though they saw one another nearly every day in the Ministry going about their various duties, Percy could no longer face his family.

He wasn’t going to his brother’s wedding. He couldn’t face the rest of his siblings, or his mother. Sure, a few nights he had cried, alone in his flat curled up underneath the covers, but that was before he forced himself to be serious and move past everything that set him on edge to focus on the bigger picture. There was a war going on and Percy didn’t want to see any of it.

It was rather difficult to ignore, no matter how hard Percy pushed it from his mind. He looked at the newspapers from over the past two years with the fear instilling headlines strewn about his flat. They all varied in terms of actions, but the message was the same – people were dying. “Derwent Family Dead”, “Hogwarts Security Thought Unsafe”, and then as the dates became more recent…

“Ministry Able To Keep Under Control”

“Dept of Law Enforcement Head Thicknesse says ‘All is Well’”

Percy threw the papers aside with a sigh. All was not well… he had insisted to his family that they should listen to the Ministry; his father of all people should’ve known back two years ago that things were going downhill and the Ministry was safer. Percy would not rest at ease if he knew that Harry Potter was still hanging out with his little brother Ron and placing his family in danger. How many times had the kid come close to death? Several, if Percy counted on his fingers. How many times had the kid placed other people’s lives in danger? Many more. He stood from his chair and swept up the newspapers by the sink with a flick of his wand. The robes he had been wearing were placed on the chair, followed closely by the pin-stripe suit jacket.

A small piece of print, taped to the wall by his faux fireplace, was hit by a peculiar ray of sunshine sparkling in through the plastic blinds. An obituary, one year old, was protected from the weathering circumstances by an everlasting-charm. A tear was brought to his eyes, and he wiped it away. The obituary had largely gone unnoticed in the Wizarding Community. Not many had heard of the Clearwater family, but Percy had. He had been particularly fond of their only daughter, Penelope, while in Hogwarts. It was her face and long curly hair framing low cheekbones and a freckled face on the sheet of newspaper.

Percy remembered Penelope’s sacrifice well. She had gone through many trials and ordeals during their Hogwarts days. She had almost been killed by a Basilisk, but simply petrified and revived towards the end of the year; Percy had nearly lost 10 Galleons to Penelope when the bet against a Slytherin-Hufflepuff match turned out in Hufflepuff’s favor. Thankfully, Penelope had let that one slide, knowing full well that Percy could not afford such an extravagant bet. It was Penelope’s knowledge that she had won and a sweet kiss after the game before Prefect rounds in the drizzle that made up for it.

But Penelope was gone now. Granted, she had broken up with him shortly after the end of the school year. His heart still ached for her affection. And she had been lost to the unsafe world.

Bugger and damnation!

His fingers gently caressed the curls of her hair in the smiling portrait, which waved every so often.  His palm was splayed on the wall, forehead pressed against the faux brick. “Oh, Penny…If only you knew…” There was no way he could go out there now; he wasn’t going to go to Bill and Fleur’s wedding and face his parents and his siblings, who were bound to attack him with a vengeance, telling him he was wrong. Not a chance in hell. He was right. The Ministry was safe. People were dying because they were ignorant of the world around them. If Penny had known, she would’ve been safe.

A clock, the grandfather clock his neighbors upstairs somehow managed to cart up to their flat, tolled obnoxiously.

Seven o’clock, pm.

Methodically, Percy walked back to the other side of the room and glanced out the window. The sun was still high, the traffic was still flowing, the heat cooling down like accustomed at the end of the day (when not in a drought). Living soul by living soul, unaware of the world beyond buses and trains and electro-whats-its, walked by below. If only they knew that some of them were dying, not because of sudden heart attacks in their bedrooms which were destroyed by coincidence. If only he could face his family like these people woke up and faced each and every day, innocent and naive. People like his dear Penelope were dying…

Percy closed the blinds.

Written for Dobbyssock's Ingrid Michaelson Challenge. Not many people write about Percy, and when I saw the quote, I knew it fit him perfectly. Thank you for your time in reading, and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it and exploring Percy's personality!

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Summer in the Fall by jamessiriusgryff
Chapter 2 : Cheaters in Hogsmeade
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First day of classes today, and I am already late to pick up my timetable from Professor Longbottom. To me, he is Neville, but while on school grounds my father insists I call him Professor Longbottom. By the time I arrive at his office he already has my timetable in his hand. I thank him and scan the small piece of parchment to see what my next subject is.

I look in shock at my timetable. It has grown at least half its size from last year. I look up at Neville to see if he can explain this and he just smirks at me.

“This is bloody unbelievable” I state. He chuckles a friendly laugh at me, scanning my timetable.

“You must be going for NEWT level I suspect?” He says, scanning over the hardest subject I have on my timetable. Ancient Runes,

“Yeah I want to be a Curse Breaker like my Uncle Bill. He said he could put a good word in for me too” I say proudly,

“You know James, they will research your history here at Hogwarts. So you better put your act together, or they’ll choose someone more like your brother” He dismisses me from his office without another word.

I know he didn’t mean to insult me, but by saying, ‘more like your brother’ hurts. Albus Potter, me and my brother aren’t on the best terms at the moment. We aren’t really that close. I know however he is a straight O student. Receiving Outstanding for every subject he has. I am just as bright as him. I just don’t show it by studying every chance I get. He is without a doubt no troublemaker. He is obviously what Neville and McGonagall would call, the perfect student. And I’m not. Lily says he is jealous of my charm. I highly doubt that, he has the Potter charm in him somewhere. He is a Slytherin, but that isn’t why we don’t get on. He is just the total opposite of me. Apart from Quidditch. Of course he has the Quidditch blood in him, he plays Seeker for Slytherin. He gets on really well with my father. Sometimes I think my mum and dad forget about me. Dad has Albus, his perfect soon to be Head Boy, Quidditch star son. Mum has her adorable, angel like Lily. I’m the troublemaking, rebellious older brother who according to them can take care of himself. Albus is still holding a grudge against me because I kissed his girlfriend in third year. He was only twelve years old and it was a kiss on the cheek! I mean, I don’t think she was even a witch. She didn’t attend our school and I’m pretty sure she was older than him.

I just don’t feel like handling Transfiguration at the moment. It is my best subject, but I just can’t face McGonagall. I wish I didn’t have to go. Thinking about my family just gets me in an annoyed mood. Of course, I do adore my little sister Lily.

By the time I arrive at Transfiguration, McGonagall has already started writing notes down on the board. I quietly slip through the room and take a seat at the back of the classroom next to Luke Wood, he is a nice bloke and a pretty decent Beater, and overall he’s a cool guy. He slaps me on the shoulder as if welcoming me to the seat next to him and I give him a nod of appreciation.

“Please excuse Mr Potter rudely interrupting the class” I hear the voice of Professor McGonagall echo down to the back. Usually I would argue. I just quietly mutter a sorry to the class, who have all turned to look at me.

“You will stay back after class thank-you” She says sourly to me. I knew it was coming, I missed breakfast what else could she punish me with? I just nod as she starts teaching the class about the Animagi. Since I already know everything on the Animagi I zone out. All I can hear is the scratch of Luke’s quill against his parchment. It looks like he is the only one I know in this class, not many of my friends take Advanced Transfiguration. Not many students do really. All I can think of is my grandfather secretly becoming an illegal Animagi with his mates. When Al and I were really small, about seven years old we made a bet to see who could become an Animagi first. I don’t think he would remember by now.

The class ends, finally. I was actually considering casting a spell on myself that keeps my eyes open, no matter how tired I am. Something Uncle George taught me. I stand, with the rest of the class and nearly forget I am supposed to stay behind at the end. I slowly make my way over to McGonagall who is sitting at her desk, practising wand movement.

“Mr Potter did I not just warn you about putting your act together?” She states. I don’t answer her and just decide to look at my feet. “So now you have nothing to say?” She says sourly.

“I’m sorry” I reply, not really caring what she says to me next. “I’m sorry Professor but being late to a class really doesn’t matter to me at the moment. I could recite your whole lesson to you if you want” I say after she doesn’t reply.

“You cannot speak like this to me Potter. You do realise I am the Headmistress and if you don’t care about being late to lessons then why are you even here?” She demands, placing her wand down on the desk calmly.

“Professor I didn’t mean it like that-”

“You will write a 6000 word essay on the Animagi, if you were listening this should be no problem at all then should it?” She mocks me, McGonagall certainly isn’t liking me this year. 6000 words? What does she think I am Albus?

“Uh, yeah sure, ok. No problem. In fact, you’ll be seeing that essay in your office by this afternoon” I reply. Why did I just say that? Thank Merlin I have free period now.

“Don’t push it Potter” She replies, not even glancing up at me, “You aren’t Albus” She didn’t mean this in a bad way either. She thought I would laugh at it, most people do. But no I’m pretty insulted.

“What you don’t think I can do it just because I’m the other, perhaps the stupid Potter” I unexpectedly snap back at her. She takes this by surprise and is a little taken aback. Nearly shocked,

“No of course not why would you think that?” She states, shuffling through some papers. How can she have so many when it is only first day of classes.

“Because you just said so” I know I am being a smart arse, and McGonagall certainly doesn’t allow it. I nonchalantly glance at the parchment and quill secretly hovering behind me, scratching every word down and fall silent.

 “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to insult you Potter, but it is unacceptable for you to speak to me that way” She states, “Now, so I know you are doing this essay, you can stay in here with my supervision and write it.”

I slump back down at the nearest desk and begin scratching down every sentence I remember McGonagall saying in today’s lesson. It was really quite easy but by the time I had finished it was only about 4000 words. So I had to start naming people I know are an Animagi including illegal ones. She didn’t let me leave until she read it and was thoroughly impressed. This caught me by surprise. She flicked her wand and the Monitoring parchment vanished behind me.

“Everyone welcome to Gryffindor Quidditch Tryouts, I will be running you through a set of drills to see who makes best fit for the team. And remember just because you were on the team last year doesn’t guarantee you a spot this year” I shout to a crowd of about 100 students all gathered tightly together on the Quidditch Pitch. I can see Summer sitting in the stands by herself, nearby to her was the Slytherin Quidditch Team, all gathered here to watch who I pick. Including my younger brother.

The afternoon was very slow. I picked the same team I had last year and it was a total waste of time. I head over to the stands where Summer is and take a seat down next to her while she watches the rest of the team start packing away spare quaffles and bludgers.

“Still not keen on this sport” She says as I escort her to the changing rooms to meet Dom. I knew they would be best friends, they are absolutely two peas in a pod.

We arrive inside and Summer closes the door behind her.

“It doesn’t look like anyone is in here-” But before I can even finish what I was saying she had smashed me against the closed door and threw her lips onto mine forcefully. I was so taken aback I would have fallen backwards if she didn’t push me against this wall. She thrusts her tongue in my mouth and I kiss her back just as passionately as she runs her hands through my messy black hair. I pull her waist in so there is absolutely no space between us and she moans. I smirk into the kiss as she pulls me off the wall and throws me into one of the showers. She walks in there after me as if she is a hunter, and I am her prey. Is this how it works at Beauxbatons? If so, I’m moving.

“You are all dirty from your Quidditch practice” She turns the handle of the shower and a cold sensation flies down my neck. She pounces on me and I catch her by surprise as she thrusts her hands up my shirt. I grip her arse in my hands before she smacks them away with a sly smile on her face.

“I don’t understand you. You know, I really don’t” I mutter as she leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and onto my bare stomach from where she threw my Quidditch gear off. She flicks her wand and muggle police handcuffs tie my hands together. She stops kissing me and brings her face up to be mirrored with mine.

“This, is for calling me a Slytherin” She gives me that insanely gorgeous kiss on the lips I desire and gathers up my clothes.

“What-” But before I could do anything she was gone. With all of my clothes except my bottoms. At least she was kind enough to leave me those. I try to get up but realise the handcuffs are charmed to the shower. I am saturated, with no clothes but trousers and am locked in the Quidditch change room. What a fucking brilliant plan of hers, one I can only admire.

I sit there. Puzzled for quite a few minutes before someone comes in. Fred Weasley looks at me, and then breaks down with laughter. I actually join him as I explain what happened. It was just so funny, even I had to admire what she had done.

“Yeah right it was Summer. You wish James, was it some Slytherin you aren’t proud of?” Fred chuckles as he tries to figure out the counter curse for these handcuffs before getting frustrated with them and blasting them off me. My hands were on fire for a small amount of time before he put the fire out.

“Mate, it was Summer!” I reply with an angry tone in my voice, why doesn’t he believe me?

“I saw Summer with Dom only a minute ago, how could she do this to you so fast?” He replies. I decide to leave it, if she wants to play it that way, then I will play it that way.

We walk back up the castle grounds together and round the corridor to head up the Grand Staircase when we saw them. Fred looked as if he was going to explode on the spot. He was just a little ball of fire that erupted. It was Alice Longbottom snogging the living daylights out of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain, Ryan Abbot. Before I can do anything to stop Fred, he has blasted not just Abbot, but also Alice off their feet. I see him blast three more purple looking spells I didn’t even know at Abbot before stalking over to Alice.

“Never again, will I ever forgive you” He snarls at her, I have never seen Fred actually be so, what’s the word? Dominique-like. He doesn’t look like his usual cheerful self when he turns back around to me. I hear the soft moans of Alice as she sobs and tries to get up to follow Fred, who had stormed right passed me. I step in front of her before she can go any further though,

“You heard him, Alice. I think he really means it this time” I snarl in the same tone Fred had used, she gives me a look of terror. “Just realised how wonderful he is, didn’t you?” I smirk at her as she crushes herself against the wall for support.

I look over at the unconscious Ryan Abbot, watching large purple snail looking animals crawling out from underneath his face as he shivers on the ground. Where Fred ever learned to produce that spell puzzles me, where he ever learnt how to do non-verbal magic also puzzles me. I mean, basic spells are simple, I can do them. Yet strange ones like the one he just used. He is a real genius when he wants to be.

The crackle of the fire is just the welcoming I need in the Gryffindor Common Room. There is no sight of Fred, he probably didn’t want to talk to anyone and went straight to his dormitory. I can see Lily and her silly little boyfriend sitting together on the couch and nearly pop with fury when I see him lean in for a kiss. I launch myself across the room but am too late, she has responded almost too keenly. I pounce into the middle of them and they break apart, partly taken aback.

“So, Lorcan” I say, faking a smile. I’ll never admit it to him, but he does a pretty decent job as Gryffindor Seeker. But since he is two years older than her, I really do need to keep my eye on him. He is only a year younger than me and most definitely like any other sixteen teenage boy. “How was your Christmas?” I ask as he awkwardly shuffles further away from me, frowning slightly.

“Oh please James, just piss off won’t you?” Lily snarls from behind me, whacking me over the back of the head,

“Now, now Lily. I’m just making sure Lorcan here knows what he’s dealing with if he ever happens to break your heart” I give Lorcan a threatening smile, and Lily whacks me again.

“What he’s dealing with? You can’t be serious” She snarls, I can see her hair getting even redder with fury.

“Oh, but Sirius is my middle name” I smirk at her as she nearly dissolves in fury.

“Oh please. Come on Lorcan, let’s go somewhere more private” She grabs Lorcan’s hand and tugs him off the couch and they leave the portrait hole together leaving me deserted in the common room.

I glance around the room for any sign of someone I might know, but all I can see is a small group of girls all giggling and glancing at me. I vaguely begin to wonder where Summer might be as the three girls approach me,

“Hey James, I’m Willow” The tallest one says, fluttering her eyelashes at me. She is pretty, but not nearly as gorgeous as Summer, the other two seem to have left her as I scan the room for them. Usually I would be ecstatic, having a right good snog before dinner is always nice. But the only person I can think of snogging is Summer. “I was just wondering what you were doing on the first Hogsmeade visit?” After a short pause she adds on, “It’s this weekend you know”

“Oh yeah I hadn’t really thought of it” I reply, thinking of Summer’s gorgeous face lighting up if I ever asked her to go to Hogsmeade with me. No James. You must ask this pretty brown haired girl and Fred won’t think you are crazy. “Well, I-” But thank Merlin someone had cut me off,

“Charming another girl now are you James?” Summer pops up from behind me and I give her a sly smile as Willow looks so taken aback, it is as if someone attacked her. I think of playing the game and smirk.

“Yeah and I was just about to ask her to Hogsmeade before you interrupted” Willow’s face was so extremely happy, it was as if she was an eleven year old opening a Christmas present. But the look on Summer’s face mirrored Dom’s when Logan insulted her hair. Before Summer can say anything Willow throws her arms around me and pulls me into a forced embrace,

“I knew it; I knew you liked me James!” She makes a very high pitched girly scream before kissing me on the cheek and rushing over to her friends and they all start screaming while running out the portrait hole. I look at Summer with a bewildered look on my face before she gives me a menacing glare before hoisting me down to her level by the scruff of my robes. No one in the room seems to have noticed.

“Nice try” Is all she says before kissing me on the lips again, but this time she doesn’t leave.

Usually whenever she kisses me on the lips, she leaves me instantly. It’s about time for dinner so I would have expected her to go down to the Great Hall but she remained millimetres from my nose. So I take advantage of this and bring her lips back down to mine. She doesn’t take this by surprise; I think she was almost expecting me to kiss her. I grab her arse before she smacks my hands back up her back and I smirk at her. I deepen the kiss and she responds with passion I had never experienced before.

I hear a loud yawn from the boy’s dormitories, and so does Summer, she jumps off me before I can stop her and down walks Fred. She presses her finger against her lips again and then brings up a casual conversation about Pygmy Puffs, where she learned to be so smooth and clever I would love to know.

“Mate” I hear the miserable voice of Fred who had walked down the stairs successfully, “What do you think about a night in Hogsmeade? Just me you and Logan, guys night” He glances awkwardly at Summer and says, “Dom and Summer can come too, if they want” He gives Summer a polite smile, who returns it.

“That is a brilliant idea Fred. Just what you- uh, I mean, we all need to get our minds off uh, you know, stuff” I clap him on the back,

“Excellent. Where are Logan and Summer anyway? We should leave now if we are going, takes about half an hour through the passageway” He wonders out of the portrait hole by himself and is probably trying to hunt down Dom and Logan. Who are probably wondering why we aren’t at dinner.

“What is Hogsmeade?” Summer asks after Fred has left. Not only did she ask but she came and sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck, acting as though it was casual and we had been together for at least a year. I choose to ignore the fact that she is sitting on me and talk back casually.

“This village not too far from here. It’s banned for students to visit outside of Hogsmeade weekends, but we know all the passageways there and out so we visit regularly” I wrap my arms around her waist and she doesn’t seem to mind.

“What is there to do though?” She asks. She just doesn’t stop asking questions, does she?

“Plenty. We could visit the Three Broomsticks, go down to the Shrieking Shack-”

“Shrieking Shack?” She questions, loosening her grip on me a little, I smirk at her,

“No need to be scared. I’ll be there too” I flash her my charming smile before she hits me over the back of the head. I laugh as she rests her head on my chest.

“Is it a shack that shrieks?” She asks after a moment of silence. This does it, this cracks me as I struggle to breathe from how loud I had started laughing. “No, seriously James!” She snaps angrily lifting herself off me standing with her arms crossed. I still can’t breathe as I lie down on the hard Gryffindor couch trying to stop myself laughing.

“It’s just a rumour Summer” I manage to let out during my hilarious laughing fit, she is still standing crossly with her arms folded, “It used to shriek but it doesn’t anymore” I move over for her to sit down.

“Promise?” She asks, leaning her head on my shoulder again. I look down at her and kiss her on the forehead.

“I promise” I, James Sirius Potter have officially fallen in love with Summer Cohen, who doesn’t seem to think I have. I would never go to such great lengths as kiss a girl on the forehead that is what a boyfriend does. I am not going to be the boyfriend of someone. But I want to be the boyfriend of Summer. How is this possible? I don’t have girlfriends… I have lovely, regular shags with different girls.

“How long until we leave? I want to see this shack” She says in a curious tone. And to my dislike, she leaves our embrace and starts walking to the portrait hole. She pokes her head out and waves her hand like crazy for me to come, “There they are” she points to the three of them walking up the Grand Staircase, just as she is about to run down and meet them I grab her hand and hoist her back.

“Wait for me, I just need to get the Invisibility Cloak and the Map. I won’t be long just wait here” I shout after her and race up to the dorm to collect my stuff,

“What-” She says just as I slam the door shut behind me.

“You never said Honeydukes was here!” Summer’s voice echoes down the streets of a dark Hogsmeade night, racing towards the sweet shop.

“Wait up!” I hear the sound of Fred’s voice running to join her, Fred would have to be the reason why the owner of Honeydukes is so bloody rich. He buys about half the shop every time he enters.

Usually, Logan would be running to join them too but he looks a little side-tracked tonight, seriously it is like he has a completely different personality. Wherever I see him he looks suspicious. Dom is to my left.

“So Dom, how’s Ryan Connolly going?” I ask, Ryan Connolly is some Ravenclaw who is Dom’s most recent boyfriend. However, Dom never seems to keep a boyfriend for long. She has nearly dated half of Hogwarts, she claims she is searching for ‘the one.’ Even though I know she is just like me, a shagger.

I see Logan give a nervous glance at Dom, who doesn’t seem to notice as we walk the streets of Hogsmeade,

“You know what James, I don’t think it’s going to last” She replies,

“It isn’t?” Logan says exactly what was on my mind however I was going to say, ‘Big surprise’

“No, I really don’t. There’s much sweeter guys out there who care about me, you know?” She replies with a long stare at Logan,

“Like who?” I ask, becoming suspicious. She is usually a little sad to let one of her boyfriend’s go, no more shagging for her that way you see.

“Oh I don’t know. Sometimes they’re right under your nose” She replies.

“Who are you and what have you done with Dominique Weasley?” I blurt out letting out a nervous laugh. What the fuck does she mean under her nose? The only people under her nose are related to her.

By the time we catch up with Fred and Summer, they have already purchased all their sweets. Fred had seven plastic bags with the print ‘Honeydukes’ in his hand and Summer had none, coming out looking rather disappointed,

“Why didn’t you get anything? I thought you were excited?” Dom asks, as they join us on a spare bench.

“Turns out they don’t accept French money. I completely forgot” She replies in an upset tone, Dom lets out a small laugh and I can see Logan trying to hide his. Fred is too busy admiring his sweets to notice anything. A trip to Honeydukes makes Fred forget about most things.

“Here, I’ve got some money we can share” I jump at the opportunity to help Summer before Dom can even open her mouth. Dom gives me a look that is implying ‘crush’ but I ignore her as Summer jumps up and gives me a hug while squealing with joy,

“Really? Thank you so much! I never thought Honeydukes would be in Britain” She says, running off into the shop again and beckoning me to follow her. I get her every sweet known to man in the shop and nearly run out of money for a butterbeer when we enter the Three Broomsticks.

I volunteer to order the drinks and Fred and Logan decide to join me, since they aren’t sure what food they want to order yet.

“What’s with you and Summer?” Fred asks after he thanks Madame Rosmerta, an old lady who has owned the pub for a while,

“Nothing” I reply, picking up a glass for me, and one for Summer while Logan picks up one for himself and Dom,

“Do you like her?” Logan smirks,

“No” I reply, faster than I would have liked,

“Yes you do” They chime together,

“I do not love Summer Cohen” I snap at them,

“Woah” Fred lets out a small breath, “We never said love, we said like

“Which means you do love her!” Logan says, nearly tipping half of his drink out as we make our way back across the table,

“No” I reply simply, they give me a look of disgust, “Come on guys. I’m James. I do not fall in love. Plus she is a little confusing if you hadn’t noticed” I snap, we fall silent and join Dom and Summer.

After about three hours Fred announces he is leaving without us or not. He had been wanting to leave for an hour for some reason, usually he wants to hit the clubs and get blind as a bat drunk and shag the nearest human he can call a ‘girl’ but this time, he didn’t. I decide not to point this out as he stands up,

“Aren’t we going clubbing?” Logan asks in a disappointed tone, I try to cover up my smirk,

“Just don’t feel like it tonight mate” He replies, not removing eye contact from the door,

“Well I do” Logan replies in an annoyed tone, spiking his hair up at the back of his head,

“Does it look like I’m stopping you?” Fred questions before leaving the Three Broomsticks by himself. We watch him hurry by himself down the streets of Hogsmeade, towards the secret passage we use to get here. They have nearly completely re-built Hogwarts so the Marauder’s map was useless until about a year ago when Fred, Logan and I decided to re-design it.

“Well I’m with Logan. I want to go clubbing. Fred’s a big boy he will get back to Hogwarts fine” Dom states, standing up. Logan claps his hands together, giving Dom a huge grin that isn’t like him to do.

“Are you two coming or following sensible little Freddie” Logan asks, faking a little kid’s voice,

“As much as I have a past of clubbing. I really want to see this Shrieking Shack place” Summer says, glancing out the window expecting to see a little shack pop up.

“You aren’t thinking of going by yourself?” I ask, she was frightened not too long ago. “And what do you mean a past of clubbing?” I ask suspiciously,

“Beauxbatons had a club just around the corner from the school. Used to go there nearly every night until-” But she stops talking suddenly, until what?

“Until what?” Dom says anxiously, as if reading my mind.

“I never said that” She replies. If I hadn’t heard her properly, I would have believed she didn’t say that she is that positive of a liar.

“Yeah you did” Logan says, furrowing his eyebrows together looking extremely confused,

“No she didn’t” I decide to step in and save her, this will mean she owes me. Which is always excellent. “She said ‘she used to go there every night with Kuban’. Who is Kuban?” I ask, pathetic lie, I know but it was the best I could think of on the spot. Kuban? Is Kuban even a name? It sounds like a fairy-tale country far, far away. Dom and Logan seem to believe me as Summer gives me an annoyed glance.

“Kuban is my cousin” She laughs at the misunderstanding, “Yeah we used to go there nearly every night” She pretends to smile and think of Kuban, she is such a good liar she could probably be a muggle actress.

“Oh, well let’s go clubbing then!” Logan shouts and nearly gets kicked out of the place before we leave, Logan and Dom take a right to the club but didn’t realise I wasn’t coming. Instead I chose to take Summer to the Shrieking Shack.

We walk in silence and when they disappeared, Summer’s hand instantly found mine. It is seriously like we have known eachother for years rather than days as I lead her down the path.

“I still don’t get you” I say as we settle down on a bench about 100m away from the Shack, she is staring intensely at it and I feel Goosebumps appear on her skin. “I mean, one minute you are bitchy-”

“You wonder why I’m bitchy when I’m always accused of being bitchy?” She snaps at me, there it is again.

“Look there it is again! The fucking monster coming out of Summer” I snap back at her, she gives me a look of disgust,

“What the fuck?” She yells, “We were getting along fine for once and you just have to go and fuck it all up!” She yells, her voice is about three times louder than a Howler. I’m frightened. I am actually frightened.

“Would you calm down Summer?” I yell over the top of her voice,

“I’m not Summer, I’m the monster inside her!” She snaps back at me,

“You- You’re just- What-” I stumble with words before she throws her lips onto mine again.

Snogging is the only thing we can agree on. The only way we can get along and the only conversation between us. Yet I can still manage to be in love with her fiery attitude and personality. I just don’t understand her! She slips her tongue in my mouth and I wrap my arms around her waist to pull her closer.

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