The [So NOT] Girlfriend
Theme 41: Scourgify


Grumble, grumble, major grumble. In his five years of Hogwarts James Potter had never been caught by a professor - not once - on one of his post-curfew prowls. His pride in that record lay, now, shattered at his very feet, as he scrubbed away at the floor of his Head of House's office.

"This," he glared at Mary. "Is all your fault."

She laughed blithely, and gave him a very evil, sideways look: she should have been cleaning the floor, too, but the professor was away, and Mary sat, cross-legged ["I have very nice legs, don't I?" she had asked him, less than five minutes ago] on the Gryffindor Head of House's ebony desk. "Is it?" she asked sweetly. "I landed us together, Potter, you should be glad."

James ignored her. "Scourgify," he muttered, rather darkly, wand pointed at the owl-cage in the corner of the office. The droppings vanished, and then Mary Vendell had jumped off the desk, and her skirt rustled as she straightened up. James eyed her rather warily. "You have a boyfriend, don't you?" he asked, rather hopefully.

"He's standing next to me," she replied, siddling up to him.