23 - NO ROOM TO TALK

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JAMES was absolutely furious. He stormed out of the Gryffindor Tower without Thalia and Kristina noticing. He stampeded down the never-ending moving staircases and down the corridor. He spent a long while walking through the corridors, not keeping track of the time that passed by. When he turned around one corner, he found a random Ravenclaw girl reading a book. She took one glance at the noise of fast paced steps headed her way, and her face immediately brightened at the sight of the Gryffindor boy.

"Hey James!~" the girl smiled flirtatiously as she got up from her spot and walked next to the pissed off Gryffindor.

James snarled at the try-hard Ravenclaw girl and quickened his pace to get away from her as fast as he could, "Leave me alone."

"Oh come on, Jamsie-Poo! I understand that you look pissed, but I believe that I can relieve some of that anger!"

James quickly came to a halt and thought about what the girl had just said. He didn't need to be told again before he slammed his lips into hers and snaked his hands around her waist, pulling her into the nearest broom closet.

And he definitely did not keep track of time in the slightest.

***

Thalia spent all dinner looking for James, yet the boy was no where to be found, and they had patrolling to continue on with later that day where she was planning to apologize.

It was unlike him to skip dinner, and Thalia grew concerned.

So after dinner, Thalia immediately went searching around the castle for him, but just as she was passing through a corridor, she heard muffled groans coming from a broom closet.

Curiously, she opened the door, and her heart immediately stopped when she saw James Potter and some random Ravenclaw girl both completely stripped.

"Oh... looks like you are a bit busy," Thalia choked out.

"Well are you just going to stand there and stare at my boobs?! Get out!" The girl shrieked.

"Well, I think you can skip patrolling today, Potter," Thalia snarled as she slammed the door of the broom closet before storming away with a broken heart.

Turns out both were broken.

***

After a very long session of patrolling, Thalia finally made her way up to her dorm. She entered in sleepily after she muttered the password to the Phoenix portrait, and her soul practically left her body when she saw James sitting in the couch waiting for her.

"Scamander." James spat out venomously as she came in through the portrait hole.

"Potter." Thalia briskly replied back. "What do you want?"

"I heard about your little scheme-your little plan to break my heart with Ash-Wood."

"That meant absolutely nothing."

"What? Just like my heart?"

"Says you! I wasn't the one caught in a fucking broom closet was I?!"

"You broke me first! And plus, she begged me to, so why not give her what she asked for huh?"

"That's vile!"

"I have a whole army of girls who would die to even get a word from me, and I still chose you every single time, so you have no right to tell me off right now!"

"You think you're so much better than everyone else just because you're 'The Chosen One's son. But well guess fucking what? You're not your father! It's not like you saved the Wizarding World! You can't even pull off a Wingardium Leviosa without failing miserably the first try! You're. Not. Special!" Thalia snarled. "This is the reason why I never liked you! Because your damn fucking ego is like the size of a whale!"

"Don't talk to me like that!" James leered. "This is your doing!"

"What? You're a coward now?! Putting all the blame on me huh? This is all clearly your fault! I was going to apologize and explain everything to you during patrolling today, but no! You had to get into some bitch's pants! Stop being so fucking horny and get a fucking life!"

James' fists curled in anger. Never in his life had James ever been so angry.

How dare she talk to him like that?

Especially after everything the two had been through?

Especially when he had been nothing but loyal to her until now. And he had only acted up because it was her that played and broke his heart in the first place.

"Shut up! Just shut up!"

"What are you going to do Potter? Go and cry to your precious little Minnie that it's not fair?!"

"Fuck off Scamander! You better shut your little trap up!" He jeered as he stepped closer to her, fuming.

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"I'll do as I fucking please!"

"Yeah even Voldemort couldn't do as he pleased seeing as your father is still alive so I'd like to see you try!"

Before she could even blink, Thalia was slammed against the wall, with James' knee in between her legs. The adrenaline rushed through his veins as James moved his hands to her waist running them up and down her body.

"I told you that you had shut your trap up. You have no room to talk." James whispered angrily.

Thalia didn't have the chance to snap back before James slammed his lips onto hers. She didn't have to be told twice before she grabbed his neck and began to kiss back. Their lips ran angrily over each other as Thalia tugged roughly at the ends of his hair causing James let out a groan of satisfaction that muffled against their lips.

He pulled back to gasp for air. Her head rested against his, she too trying to catch her breath.

"Like I said... No room to talk Scamander."