SPOILER!!: and everyone else's dream sitcom
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ArianaBlack 
And he spoke too soon. Of course.
Normally his time spent in this spare room went by rather painlessly. Aside from the one or two house elves that would occasionally pop in to clean... No one really came by. James had always figured it was uncharted territory for most of the students, which is precisely why it was his choice of refuge. Except he was wrong, though he would never admit it, students did know about this place, obviously.
Because his quiet was soon interrupted.
James didn't even have to look up from his book to tell who this particular intruder was. He could tell by the ungrateful tone in her voice. Whiny, hateful, so-incredibly-Ravenclaw. It was Hadley Denaker. Wonderful.
"I could ask you the same thing," still he didn't look up from the page as he hadn't finished reading it yet.
Why universe? Why her?
Ah, leaving so soon? Thank Merlin. #Blessed. Never mind universe, you keep doing-- What? .... JAMMED? Maybe if she hadn't SLAMMED the thing. "Give it a hard tug, this castle isn't as fragile as people think," yeah, James wasn't worried yet. He was still reading. And not exactly helping. But it wasn't a big deal. Some doors were just harder to open than others.
Really? REALLY? Just give it a hard tug? Did he really think she hadn't? Hadley narrowed her eyes at the man, really, man was too nice for him, pursed her lips and hrrmph'ed.
Fine, he wanted it tugged hard, she would tug it hard. It wouldn't work, because, she actually might know what she was talking about when she said it was jammed. Hadley grabbed on with both hands and tugged as hard as her thirteen year old strength would allow. Nada. Just like she thought. Not that he would believe her.
It was time to show him! Hadley put a foot against the stone wall and used the combined strength of her leg and arms to tug. And then...she was tumbling backwards with the handle still in her hands. "Ow!" She landed painfully on her hip and looked up at the still closed door. Then at the handle in her hand. Back at the door. "Genius!" She tossed the handle against the floor. It skittered away. "Just tug it harder. It's not fragile!" I'm a giant idiot! That was him. That was exactly what he sounded like. "Any more bright ideas, Professor Dance-A-Lot?"