The Only Exception

Summary: Everyone love's James Sirius Potter, what's not to love right? He's handsome, charming, Qudditch captain, oh yeah and the savior of the Wizarding Worlds son. For all intents and purposes the golden boy of Hogwarts, well I guess you could call me the exception, why is this you ask , my name's Anna McCoy , and I can't stand James Potter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter , only the plot =)

Chapter 14:

Anna's POV

I woke up the next morning in my dorm, with all my dorm mates asleep in their beds, well actually all but Shannon that is, which is strange to say the least. I sat up and immediately regretted it as my head spun I took a deep breath and sat up again, thinking it was odd that Shannon wasn't here. I walked over to the mirror and attempted to get some of the makeup from last night off my face. I turned when I heard the door creek open and spotted a head of curly blonde hair duck inside. She must have spotted my empty bed and froze; she looked around the room frantically and finally spotted me.

"Have a nice night?" I asked an amused expression playing on my face.

"Shut up we just fell asleep" Shannon said

"You and whom just fell asleep?" I asked. Shannon's eyes went wide and a blush tinted her Irish skin.

"Mpmh" she said

"What was that?" I asked still smiling.

"Freddy" she mumbled as she flopped down on her bed.

"About time." I said to her.

"Nothing happened." Shannon said and sighed.

"Sure" I replied smiling a little. They were truly adorable and they were never going to figure it out.

"Honestly Anna it's no big deal." Shannon assured me

"Whatever you say Shan" I said rolling my eyes a little at how oblivious she could be. As I sat there in front of the mirror I started to think about the events of last night. Potter had kissed me, and in all fairness I had kissed him back, and it was good to say the least, actually hot would be a better word to describe it. I have never been kissed like that before in my entire life and to think it was Potter of all people who kissed me like that. Good lord this could make things awkward. I looked over at Shannon who was staring up at her canopy smiling like an idiot. I just smiled and turned around just letting her have her moment. My mind was still reeling as I came to terms with the fact that Potter had kissed me last night and for some stupid reason, I has lost all sanity and kissed him back, quite enthusiastically if I remember correctly.

We hate each other, I mean really genuinely do not like each other but it seems that isn't exactly true in one way at least. I mean I'm not an idiot that kiss was something else , but honestly what the fuck was I thinking, why didn't I just push him away like my head was screaming at me to do. If I'm being honest with myself that moment had little to nothing to do with my head and a hell of a lot more to do with, err… other areas of my body, still now he has blackmail on me, well ,forever actually and there is literally nothing I can do about it except pretend it never happened and then eventually I'll forget all about how his hands felt on my hips and how incredibly good he tasted and smelled and then it won't be a problem, he'll realize I'm never going to admit it happened and then we can all get back to our regularly scheduled programming. Yeah that will definitely work, without a doubt, no sweat. Time for some air, downstairs I go.

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James' POV

The first thing I heard when I woke up this morning was Lysander talking to himself in his sleep. Not an uncommon occurrence mind you, Pat snoring loudly , and for once Freddy being completely silent as he slept , now that was odd, in fact that was unheard of he was usually tossing and turning or mumbling unrecognizable words in his sleep. I peeked one eye open over to the bed next to mine and spotted one Freddy Weasley and one Shannon Finnegan curled up together in Freddy's bed. Fred had his arms wrapped around her and looked completely content with his current predicament, Shannon looked pretty content as well all snuggled up beside him. Then I decided that creepily staring at two of my best mates in bed together is definitely high up there on the list of things that shouldn't be done so I decided to go back to sleep or at least pretend to until Shannon woke up and undoubtedly snuck out before her, slightly protective twin brother woke up and found his sister and one of his best mates in bed together. Regardless of how innocent their sleeping arrangement may have been Pat would still flip his lid and that was an absolute certainty.

Maybe ten minutes later I heard someone trying to navigate their way out of our dorm without waking anyone, not an easy feat considering the state our room is in. Once I heard the door creek shut I opened my eyes fully and then shut them again tightly since opening them made my head pound. My mind wandered back to last night, the match and the after party. It had been a bloody fantastic win, and if I recall it had been a wild after party to boot, there was one outstanding memory form last night that was absolutely crystal clear as opposed to the rest of the night which was a bit hazy. This memory included me, Anna McCoy and a dark corner of the common room. At first I thought I'd dreamed it but the reality of that moment was way to clear to have been a dream.

I think I truly am an idiot, I make a decision less than a week ago to try and find someone, anyone that isn't her and then I go and bloody snog her at a party. Real smooth Potter. Honestly what the fuck was I thinking? Given I'd had a few drinks so there was that. Actually I know exactly what I was thinking, I saw her in front of me and I saw an opportunity to play out the fantasy that has been haunting me for the past few months and I took it. Thing is, if I remember correctly and I'm pretty sure that I do, that kiss was about a million times better than anything I could have thought up or imagined. The fact that she had in fact kissed me back made it ten times better than that, the only problem with this is that now I know for a fact that I'm going to want to do it again and judging by her reaction, sprinting away from me, I'd say the feeling wasn't exactly mutual. If anything this was going to make it worse for me and by now she must have realized that I have some sort of thing for her, and she is never going to let me live it down. Good lord I am seriously a moron, no two ways about it. I need to get some air, yeah that might help.

With that he got up and left his dormitory in search of some fresh air.

3rd Person POV

James stumbled down the boys staircase while Anna traipsed down the girls. They came to the bottom of the staircase at the same time, caught sight of each other and froze.

Anna's POV

Bloody hell, honestly all I'm trying to do is escape him and of course we decide to come down the stairs at the same time. And now I'm being a complete idiot and I'm rooted on the spot, unable to move or speak, wonderful.

"Potter" I mumble

James' POV

Holy fuck, seriously, what are the bloody odds me and McCoy walk down the stairs at the exact same time. My life is honestly a joke.

"McCoy" I replied to her semi civil greeting. I brought my eyes up to hers and they immediately brought me back to last night, my eyes flicked down to her lips and all I could think of was leaning down and kissing her again, and then possibly making our way back upstairs to my dormitory. Like I said, my life is seriously a joke, if this is how it's going to be from now on, I'm going to have some serious issues for the next two and a half years. If every time I see her this is where my mind is going to go I'm not going to make it.

"What are you staring at?" she asked her eyebrow arched. It only occurred to me as she said this that I had been staring at her for more than a few seconds. At this I adverted my eyes and sighed a little.

Anna's POV

Right now Potter is staring at me, unblinkingly, it's rather unnerving actually. His deep brown eyes at literally boring into me he's giving me the look. The same look he gave me last night right before he kissed me.

"What are you looking at?" I asked him in a harsher voice then I intended, but I needed him to stop looking at me like that, it really wasn't good for either of us. This seemed to snap him out of it anyway. He just looked down seemingly upset of maybe even a little frustrated.

"Nothing McCoy I'm not looking at anything" he replied making his eyes meet mine again, giving me the same look as before.

"Good" I replied quietly finding it difficult to tear my eyes away, and for one fleeting moment I almost wanted him to kiss me again. Not that that would make things easier, but what can I say I'm not perfect and sometimes I want things that are bad for me, and Potter kissing me again, no matter how good it felt, is definitely bad for me.

With that I tore my eyes away from his and made my way out of the portrait hole, that was intense, looks like it won't be as easy as I thought to play it cool, wow, I am so incredibly fucked here is not even funny.

A.N. I know its been forever! Thanks soooo much to everyone who's reviewed I really appreciate it. Let me know what you think!