As I walked towards the library, I sighed. He was there waiting for me, James Potter. Why couldn't he just leave me alone. I glared at the floor trying to ignore him.
    "Evans!" He called. What did I have to do? I thought walking straight past him. "Evans don't ignore me!" He called looking annoyed now. I carried on walking into the depths of the library trying to hide. He followed me. My wrist was suddenly grabbed, and I was turned around and pressed up against the bookself. "I  told you not to ignore me." James smirked. Then his lips crashed against mine with raw passion. His hands held me against the bookself.
"Get of me Potter!" I gasped. As his lips went to my neck, then his hand ran down my body until it was on my nee and then it was under my skirt and I let out a tiny moan.
    Laughing slightly he murmured "I will if you go to the ball with me..." I could feel him smirking as he resumed kissing my neck as his hand travelled up my thigh.
"I'll go with you!" I snarled trying to ignore the pleasure, and with that James let me go and turned still with a smirk on his face as he walked away.