O P H E L I A L O V E G O O D

"I swear to Merlin, Black, I'm going to kill you!" Ophelia shouted in anger. The boy had been getting on her nerves the whole day and it was only a matter of time before she snapped. "Do it again, please. Give me a reason to hex you!"

"Lighten up, Loony," he suggested as he laid on Remus's bed without a care in the world. It was the second day at the camp and the next day they were set to leave. Ophelia felt as though tomorrow couldn't come fast enough.

"Sirius," James warned. "Go chase your tail or something. Leave Ophelia alone."

He scoffed, "Some best friend you are."

Ophelia stuck her tongue out at Sirius and he flashed her a not so nice finger. She scowled at him and James placed his hands on the girl's shoulders before guiding her from the tent and outside.

"He's just so-"

"I know," he interrupted, looking down at her with a grin on his face.

She crossed her arms over her chest, "It's not funny."

He tilted his head, "It's a little funny."

Ophelia looked around in confusion, "Where is everyone?"

James shrugged, "Probably asleep."

"It's like twelve in the afternoon," she reminded him and he looked around in confusion. "You don't think they left without us, do you?"

"No," he shook his head. "See, look?" he pointed ahead where people were leaving their tents. "They just decided to sleep in."

"Right," Ophelia nodded, relaxing significantly. She had been on edge ever since the incident in Hogsmeade and she had started to think it was always the worst possible scenario that was the right one.

James wrapped his arm around the girl's shoulders, pulling her toward him, "Everything is okay." She nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. He placed a kiss on her head and she smiled in content. "Let's get you some food before you actually do kill Sirius."

She scowled, "I doubt food will fix that urge."

J A M E S P O T T E R

They spent the majority of the day in their tent, occasionally leaving to get food or other things. There wasn't much for them to do with the border and they weren't exactly going to risk leaving again.

"I'm glad you talked me into this," Ophelia informed the boy with a pointed look. "If we were at Hogwarts, we would just be lying around..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you suggest we do?"

"I can think of a few things."

Before he could reply, however, someone had launched themselves onto their bed and wiggled themselves between them. "Really, Pads?" James groaned as he moved out from under the boy.

"Am I interrupting something?" he asked innocently and Ophelia whacked him on the arm. She hopped off the bed and James followed a moment later. "Oh, come on," Sirius said as joined the two in the other room.

"Leave us alone," Ophelia requested. "Everything was fine until you showed up."

"Hmm," he replied. "Well, James missed me. Right, Prongsie?"

James put his hands up in faux surrender, "I'm staying out of this."

"Look what I have," Sirius announced as he picked up two bottles of firewhiskey of the table.

"Where did you get those?" Ophelia asked.

"The store," he replied in a 'duh' tone.

Ophelia rolled her eyes before sticking her hand out. James fell back onto the couch as Ophelia took the bottle from Sirius.

O P H E L I A L O V E G O O D

"Careful," Sirius warned. "That stuff is like Veritasium if you get enough in you."

Ophelia rolled her eyes before taking a drink of the beverage. She handed the bottle back to Sirius, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, "I can hold my firewhiskey."

He grew amused at that, "Last time you drank, you pretended to be James." He tilted his head to the side, "Although, it was a rather amusing experience."

"I was well aware of what I was doing," she countered, crossing her arms over her chest. "The firewhiskey merely motivated me."

He waved his hand, "Excuses."

"Yeah, okay, at least I don't turn into a dog and try and give my boyfriend a lap dance," she countered and he narrowed his eyes.

Remus emerged from wherever he had been before Sirius could reply, "Are they arguing again?"

"I think so," James shrugged. "I stopped paying attention once she took the firewhiskey bottle from him."

"What I don't understand is why you two hate each other so much," Remus announced as he sat next to James on the couch. "We moved past the whole Sirius thinking that Ophelia and I were a thing, so what is it."

Ophelia frowned, "We don't hate each other."

"Quite the opposite, really," Sirius added before he wrapped his arm around the girls neck and pulled her toward him. He rubbed her hand with his hand. She swatted him away with a scowl.

"Get off of me," she ordered but he didn't release her. He grinned as he looked over at the boys on the couch who were regarding the pair in confusion.

"You don't hate each other?" James inquired, clearly surprised at the revelation.

"No," Ophelia answered but she was slowly starting to change her mind the longer he held onto her.

"Then why fight all the time?" Remus asked.

She finally wiggled out of his grip, "Because he's an annoying toe-rag."

Sirius pointed at her, "Someone's been spending a little bit too much time with Lily."

"I take it back," Ophelia announced. "I do hate him."

"Keep telling yourself that," Sirius replied.

James and Remus exchanged a look before the both hopped off the couch and left the pair to their bickering.

J A M E S P O T T E R

"Earth to James," Ophelia tried, sticking her hand up and waving it in his face. She had her head rested in his lap and he had been absentmindedly playing with her hair. She flicked him on the nose and he shook his head, looking down at her with a frown.

"What was that for?" he asked the girl and she shrugged.

"You zoned out again."

"Oh," he replied as he looked around at the group.

They had invited the girls from the Gryffindor tent to assist in drinking all of the firewhiskey Sirius brought. Turned out he had more than two bottles.

"I have a question," Marlene McKinnon spoke up, raising her hand. Ophelia shifted her head on his lap and looked at the girl. Marlene gestured between James and Ophelia, "How did you two happen, exactly?"

"You've got this one," James informed Ophelia.

"Oh, but you're a much better storyteller than me," she reminded him. "Besides, if I tell it, it'll be more confusing because I actually knew what was going on."

"You're just saying that because you don't want to tell it."

"No," she shook her head. "You were clueless therefore it won't be as hard to understand."

"I was not clueless," he protested. "I figured it out."

"Yeah," she laughed, "After four months of talking to me."

Marlene hiccuped as she leaned over to Sirius, "What in the bloody hell are they talking about?"

"You'll find out if they would get on with the bloody story," Sirius replied before turning to the couple expectantly.

James raised an eyebrow, "You know what happened."

"Oh, then I'll tell it," he suggested and Ophelia sat up.

James moved his arm around her shoulders and she rested her head on his chest, "This is bound to be good."

S I R I U S B L A C K

Sirius cleared his throat dramatically, "Where to begin, where to begin..."

"Try the beginning," Ophelia suggested and he shot her a look.

"You want me to start from fourth year?"

"I think she meant from the start of this year," James pointed out.

"Okay, okay," Sirius huffed. "So it all started - really started - when Ophelia and James first met in person."

"From my understanding, he was staring at an empty table and he was in the way of a book she needed so she told him to scoot his boot."

"I did not say that," Ophelia protested.

"Are you telling the story or am I?" he inquired. "Anyway, he snapped out of his daze and they exchanged names and what not. It was love at first sight, really, at least for James anyway. Not entirely sure about our dear Ophelia here but that's neither here nor there."

"That's it?" Marlene asked.

"That would just be boring," Sirius replied. "And this all happened on September second. Seeing as they didn't get together until January, we have a lot of ground to cover."

"Bloody hell."

"Back to the story," he began. "So they met again later that day and James explained to Ophelia about this girl he had been talking to through a table. They had been engraving their conversations onto the surface of a table in the library for years. A right waste of time if you ask me. Should have just used-"

"Sirius," James interrupted.

"Right, sorry," he apologized. "Skip ahead to that night and they find out they are both Head Boy and Head Girl because for whatever reason they didn't find out on the train. So the bonding commences and they become friends."

"I don't know if I would call it friends," Ophelia countered. "More acquaintances."

"Again, are you telling the story?" he asked and she glared at him. "So one night on patrol, he dragged her to the library to talk to the girl on the table because he's a lovesick fool. He enlists her help and she helps - sort of, anyway, but we'll get back to that.

"Wait," Marlene shook her head. "So there was the girl on the table, Lily and Ophelia?" she asked and Sirius nodded. "Damn, Potter, I didn't know you had it in you."

"Yes, yes, he's a player, we know," Sirius waved his hand. "Moving on. Us, his loving friends, suggest that maybe it's time he moved on from the Mystery Girl and he, of course, was not happy with the suggestion. Later that day, he enters our room all moppy and heart broken because she won't tell him who he was. We do the only logical thing and take him to Hogsmeade to get drunk off his ass."

"He does as such and when we returned, we ran into Ophelia and Lily while we had been patrolling," he explained and he paused for a moment. "Come to think of it, he barely paid Lily a glance. He almost immediately took Ophelia away and toward the library. Anyway," he shook his head. "He found out that Mystery Girl knew who he was."

"Oh!" Lily exclaimed as though she had connected the dots.

"Don't you dare spoil it, Red," Sirius warned. "Okay, so, cue the Quidditch match that Ophelia attended and this is when I found out that Ophelia had a crush on James."

"You didn't know for sure," Ophelia countered, "You were going based off of the small amount of information you got from Reggie."

"Reggie, the kid who was killed in Hogsmeade?" Mary McDonald asked.

"Nice fella, that guy," Sirius informed the group with a nod. "Minus the whole sleeping with my boyfriend thing, of course." Remus sunk down in the seat next to him, resting his head in his hand.

James choked on the firewhiskey he had been drinking and some of the beverage dribbled down his chin. Ophelia looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Remus and Reggie slept together?"

"See, I thought it had been Ophelia who was his rebound," Sirius explained. "I had been wrong. Moving on with the story."

"So at this point I know Ophelia likes James and that James likes Ophelia. All though, I'm not entirely convinced that either of them were clear on what exactly their feelings were but nevertheless." He leaned back on the couch, his arm resting comfortably behind Remus.

"You didn't know Ophelia like James," Remus spoke up. "You thought she liked me."

"I was hoping to leave that little bit out of the story."

"If you're going to tell it, tell it correctly."

"Fine, you tell the story then."

Remus sat up, "Fine, I will."

R E M U S L U P I N

"We were doing the Amortentia potion in Potions and James had sat next to Ophelia," Remus continued the story. He cleared his throat, "Sirius had been in the middle of one of our arguments so they couldn't work with each other because they were stuck with us. We each finished our potions and James had smelled...well, I don't remember but-"

"Vanilla and lavender," James informed them with a faint smile on his face.

"I smelled sandalwood, mahogany and grass," Ophelia announced.

"They smelled what the other smelled like?" Marlene asked. "And they still hadn't connected the dots?"

"In hindsight, I'm not sure they realized there were dots to be connected," Remus answered. "As far as Ophelia was concerned, James only had eyes for Lily and James was so preoccupied with Mystery Girl, he didn't even see what was right in front of him."

"You make me sound like an idiot," James huffed.

Ophelia looked up at him, "That's because you are."

"Right, so, Sirius and I are fighting and Ophelia seems to get pulled into it because Sirius is convinced that Ophelia and I were...whatever it was exactly that he thought we were." Remus shook his head slightly, "James is still oblivious as ever and instead of just asking Ophelia out on a date, he asks her to tutor him. He didn't need to be tutored, he just wanted to spend time with her."

"They were studying when James pulled out a cigarette," Remus went on. "Apparently Ophelia has some weird thing with smoking-"

"It's not weird," Ophelia interjected. "My uncle died from lung cancer."

"Right," he nodded. "Well, she told James she wouldn't be friends with a smoker and he called her controlling."

"Smooth," Marlene commented. "That's the way to a girl's heart."

"Anyway, he quit smoking, albeit, reluctantly. It was not the most enjoyable experience for any of us," Remus explained. "Ophelia found out that he was doing this and confronted him. She offers to help and suggests that he talk to Reggie. Reggie gives him some tips and while they're talking, Reggie threatened to kill James if he hurt Ophelia which is when he first started to think of Ophelia as something other than a friend."

Ophelia raised an eyebrow, "Reggie threatened you?"

"Are you surprised?" James inquired.

"Fair enough."

"James started to join Ophelia on runs in the morning to help him with the withdrawal which was more bonding time for the pair. At this point, James thought that Reggie and Ophelia were dating even after the whole 'threatening to kill him' thing. He had asked to teach her Quidditch for a reason I can't remember and she has a thing with heights. He helped her overcome it or whatever. Very cute, yadee yadee yada."

"Come December - finally - James is certain that Ophelia is his Mystery Girl. Sirius gives him the idea to ask Mystery Girl for a dance at the masquerade Yule Ball and if Ophelia isn't in the room, it had to be her."

Ophelia turned to look at him, "Is that why you were acting so strange?"

"The plan seemed a lot easier in my head," he answered honestly.

"Finally Christmas comes around and James got Ophelia a pair of Spectrespecs," Remus continued. "This made Ophelia see, to a certain extent, that James didn't care that she was Loony Lovegood. Very relationship changing moment. So Mystery Girl and James dance at the ball and bond over music. James comes to the conclusion that Mystery Girl is in fact Ophelia but decides to let the matter drop."

"Right so Ophelia is still convinced that she isn't good enough for James and all that stuff. Then Hogsmeade weekend happened and Ophelia pulled away from him again, for obvious reasons. Ophelia came to me and I guess James and Sirius saw us talking in the hall. Sirius somehow convinced James that Ophelia and I were a thing."

"Discussions were had and they were on good terms again. Maybe it was the near death experience but Ophelia decided she was ready to tell James the truth about her being the Mystery Girl. When she went to the table a new message waited for her from James saying that he was done talking to her as Mystery Girl. At this point, she doesn't know he knows who she is."

"She gets upset at him and they have a little argument which mostly consisted of her yelling at him," he explained. "I went and talked to her and we made a deal that if I talked to Sirius, she had to talk to James. A plus B equals C and here we are."

"Why did you write the message?" Marlene asked James.

"I didn't," he answered before glancing over at Ophelia.

"It was Coralena," Ophelia explained.

O P H E L I A L O V E G O O D

"Your friend?" Marlene asked in confusion.

Ophelia snorted, "If friends are supposed to be back stabbing bitches who become Death Eaters then yes, we're friends."

"Hmm," she replied in thought. "And that's what led to the interaction in the corridors?"

She nodded, "I guess in Hogsmeade they had intended to get new recruits and since they failed, they came back for a second shot. Reggie was dead, Xeno and Pandora went home so it left only me."

"Damn," Marlene huffed. "That's was some story."

"And that was the summary," she replied.

"The summary was long enough for me."

Ophelia laughed before looking up at James who was already watching her, "What?"

"Nothing," he replied with a grin. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips, "I just love you is all."

She smiled in response, "I love you too."