My mouth dropped open as James sat up and his eyes met mine. I hurriedly shut the door. All I could do was stare at it and hope that what I saw was an illusion from shock.

I stood there for what felt like hours but was probably just minutes; before I knew what was happening, Milo came out, a satisfied smirk on her face.

She walked passed me and smiled slightly. Impulse roared over reason and I tripped her; she landed on her back and I held my wand to her head.

“You backstabbing little-”

“No, no,” she taunted, as if speaking to a five year old. “I don’t think you want to finish that sentence, much less keep your wand in my face.”

“Oh yeah?” I snarled. “And why is that?”

“One,” she said, pushing my wand away and returning to her feet. “Is that you’ll loose your Head Girl position. Two, I'm the best in my year.”

“Oh, how impressive. One,” I mimicked. “I don’t care if I loose Head Girl. Two, I'm the best in this school.”

She pulled out her wand and stiffened up. I let mine fall loose to my side.

“Go ahead,” I dared. “I bet I could beat you without my wand.”

She raised hers up farther, opened her mouth, but was cut off by the door opening again.

James emerged and his eyes grew wide at the sight. “Lil, stop. Don’t hurt her.”

I glared at him. “Oh, yes, let’s not hurt Milo! Instead, let’s put Lily in a room where she’s hurt badly- physically and mentally. What a gentleman, James.”

“She couldn’t hurt me anyway,” Milo imputed huffily.

“Petrificus Totalus!” I cried. “Thank the Lord. You’re so annoying.” I spit on the now statue-like girl.

“What’re you talking about, Lily? Room? Hurt?”

“Oh, yeah,” I glowered. “While you were in here making out, I was lured to the Room of Requirements.”

“We weren’t ‘making out.’” He said, taking a step closer to me. “Let me explain!”

“What is there to explain?” I asked, stepping away. “And stay back. Don’t touch me.”

“There’s a lot to explain! Lily, do you love me? If you loved me, you’d listen!”

“I thought I did… But I never asked you to cheat! I knew well enough that you stopped loving me!”

“I never stopped loving you!” he roared.

“Oh, yeah? Then why weren’t you there to protect me tonight against Avery?”

“Avery?” he questioned weakly. “Oh God… It’s just… Ever since Nivy, we haven’t laughed together. Our spark has been gone. It’s like we’re constantly looking out for each other and that’s it… I guess when you didn’t show up tonight… God… I was stupid and only thought about the pressure of always making sure you’re all right… So it was just so much easier to think that you’d blown me off. For once I could think about myself… I could feel that something was wrong, but I just chose to ignore it. I'm such a moron.”

“Yeah,” I replied softly, a few tears running down my eyes. “You really are. I don’t ever want to speak to you again, James. I can’t believe I trusted you! I knew I shouldn’t have gone out with you in the first place… You changed girlfriends as much as Florean Fortescue changed the ice cream flavor at his shop… and quite frankly, James; I never wanted to be your flavor of the week! I'm really sorry that I ever fell for you.”

I turned and left down the stairs, ignoring his cries of protest.