I walk down the stair in a pair of sweats and a hoodie to the kitchen to get something to eat. I groan, looking at the calendar, only two more weeks until school starts. I found a note from my parents on the fridge.
Dear Scarlett,
We went on a business trip with the Malfoy. Since, we're not going to be back in time to see you go back to school; Draco will be staying at our house. This way you guys can keep each other out of trouble and make sure the others gets everything ready for school. He'll be here at 7:30 am if you don't wake up early enough; he knows where his room is.
Love,
Mum and Dad
I look at the clock, seeing it was noon. 'Just great, he's in my house, but where?' I thought. Three girly screams echo through the house. I ran to the living room to see Malfoy, Flint, and Zabini standing up on the couch holding on to each other. "How may I help thee damsels," I took a mocking fight stance.
"Oh shoves it, you have a big brown rat running around here." Zabini points in the direction of a arm chair by them.
"Come on out Puddin." I call out to my cat.
"I'm right here, love." Flint smirks.
I gave him the finger. "Come on Puddin, no need to be scared of the ugly boys." I bent down to make her more comfortable.
"Hey, I'm not ugly." Malfoy yells.
"Be quiet gits, you're scaring her. Come on out Puddin," I call out for her again. She finally came out from under the chair and jump into my arms. I stood up, cradling her.
"It's a cat," Malfoy jumps off the couch and walk over to me.
"No duh," I roll my eyes.
"You should keep it in a cage." He snaps. I cover her ears and gave Malfoy an evil glare.
"Don't listen to him baby, mommy would never do that to you." I put her down on the floor. "She's a part of the family, she has no cage." I flip my hair in his direction. "Come on Puddin, I'll make you some fish." I walk into the kitchen with her right on my trail. I open a can of tuna, and mix it up with her dry cat food before serving it to her.
I ran up the stairs and change into a pair of denim jeans and black shirt that had 'Girls will be Girls and Boys will be Toys' written in white on the front. I let out a sigh when I stare at my reflection. I had a large bust, soft stomach, wide hips that came along with a bubble butt, and thick thighs. It wasn't that I was unhappy with my body, I was fine with myself. I knew for a fact that some guys genuinely appreciate it too. It was frustrating when Malfoy, Flint, or any of the Slytherin guys flirt with me, because I knew I wasn't their type. I seen the girls that they date, they were all thin beauties. I have seen other chubby girls try to get with them, they were all rejected. The only reason they flirt with me is because my family was the second richest and high ranking death eaters after the Malfoys. Now, I had to put up with two weeks of fake hearted wooing. I got enough of that at Hogwarts.
I walk back into the living room, where I was push against the wall. I look up and saw Flint. "I'll be your toy." He said in a seductive voice.
I use all my strength to push him off. "You wish," I said coldly, walking past him. I saw Puddin sitting on Zabini's lap. "Looks like Puddin like you," I sat down next to him.
"If you're talking about yourself, you're cockier than I thought." He jokes. This was the reason he was the only Slytherin I could tolerant. He was always friendly and jokes around with me. He never made a move on me. I figure seeing his mom's multiple relationships, put him off from marrying for money and status.
"Shut up," I push his shoulder playfully. She jumps on me, licking my face "Stop Puddin. That tickles." I giggle, grabbing her and giving her back to Zabini.
"When did you get this one?" He asks, petting her.
"In the beginning of this summer," I told him. A punch of smoke came out of the fireplace, making me jump. Allison, my best friend, walk out of the smoke with her black hair tied in a ponytail with a skull head band on with a pair of black skinny jeans on and a weird sisters t-shirt. I ran up to her giving her a big hug. "I missed you," I squeal.
"I missed you too. I've been staying at the Weasley." She hugs me tightly. She was famous for giving hugs that made you gasp for air when she let you go.
"Weasley's? Forget them stay here." I pout, pulling back from the embrace.
"Come stay with us, they won't mind. It is so much fun there." She told me about how she and the twin pull pranks on everyone.
"Can't, I have to babysit Malfoy." I joke. I really couldn't go, because he would blow the whistle on me so fast.
"Hey, you're not babysitting me." He snaps.
"What did you do to get a punishment like that? Anyways I got some good news, George Weasley is my boyfriend." She ignores him.
"You call that good news." Malfoy laughs.
"Sure, it's not Fred." I tease, ignoring him also.
"Yes, I'm sure." She pushes me.
"How was the quidditch championship thing?" I ask. I heard what happen from the newspaper, but I want to make sure everything was alright with her.
"The Quidditch World Cup was fun. I don't know why you didn't go." She emphasizes on the correct name of the sporting event. She begs for me to come all the way up to the day before.
"I don't understand that stupid sport, who knows where any of the balls are half the time." I complain. I didn't watch at Hogwart, why would I watch the world cup.
"All for the best you didn't considering what happen after." She pushes her lips into a thin line.
"At least he waited until after the game." I try to lighten the mood. She points her death stare at me. "I'm only joking." I put my hands up in surrender.
"I really came over to ask you if you want to go to Diagon Alley next week." She asks.
"Sure, I still got to get school supplies." I accept the offer.
"Okay, I'll send you an owl with final details. Bye." She gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. She went back into the fireplace and yell, "Weasley's burrow!" A big puff of smoke follow and like that she was gone.
"You shouldn't be hanging with those Gryffindor." Flint put his arm around my shoulder.
"What?" I snap. Who did he think he was telling me what to do?
"You are a Slytherin. How is it going to look if you're hanging out with those freaks," He hisses.
"Allison is not a freak." I push him against the wall, pointing a finger in his face. "And if you ever talk like that about her again, I'll hex your ass." I threaten.
"You wouldn't even dare try," he hisses.
"We both know I would. I'm a Slytherin and the Ice Queen. I'm not on the quidditch team. I don't have to worry about getting cut, because that's the only reason why anyone respects you." I must have hit a nerve, because he grab both of my shoulders and flip us over, so I was against the wall. Our faces were only an inch apart.
"Don't you ever disrespect me like that you little sl..." He was interrupted by Puddin biting his leg. She held on as Flint screams and ran around the room. Malfoy and I were laughing while Zabini was watching with wide eyes.
"Puddin, that's enough." I said once I was able to stop laughing. She let go and fell onto the arm chair on the right. I sat down besides Zabini on the couch, while Malfoy sat on the arm chair on the left side. Flint plops down on the other side of me, putting his feet on my lap. "What's your problem today, Flint?" I push his bloody leg off of me.
"What am I going to tell my parent about my leg?" He puts it back on.
"That's an easy one. You say, Mum I was acting like a bone head, bossing Miss. Higgins around. When she wasn't having it, I threaten her. Her cat got scared and bites me." I mock his low slow voice.
"That's soon to Mrs. Malfoy." Malfoy interjects before Flint could responds.
"Let's get one thing straight, I wouldn't marry any of you but if I had to my new name would be Scarlett Zabini." I snap. I hope that this would make them back off for a while. It was ridiculous that they were chasing me for money and status, especially when they already had those things.
"You think Blaise is the best man out of all of us?" Flint asks.
"Yes," I stood up, walking over to the stairs with Puddin following me. "Flint cleans up your leg, before it drips on my couch." I walk up stairs and into my room. I let out a big sigh falling back on my silk covered bed. Puddin jump up and curl up by my side.
The door burst open and Malfoy came marching in. "What the bloody hell was that all about?" He snaps causing me to sit up. I put my hand up telling him to calm down.
"If you're going to bring friends over keep them out of my way." I told him, completely drain of emotions.
"The same goes for you." He sneers.
"Fine by me, now leave." I lay back down, hearing the door slam shut. "Jerk," I mutter under my breath.
I walk down stairs in a jean skirt, gray v-neck shirt, and pair of black sneakers. I grab my hidden muggle cereal that Alison showed me. I made myself some captain crunch. I ran to put the cereal back in its hiding spot, when I heard someone coming. Malfoy came in demanding one of the house elves to make him a big breakfast. "Did you mean what you said yesterday?" He took a seat across from me.
"I said a lot of things yesterday, so quote me." I scoop some cereal into my mouth.
"Let's get one thing straight, I wouldn't marry any of you but if I had to my new name would be Scarlett Zabini." Draco mocks me, in a high pitched girly voice.
"What about it?" I glare at him.
"Do you really think Blaise is a better man than me?" He asks.
"Yeah I do," I answer. It was annoying that he was making like he care about my opinion. If it wasn't for my last name, I'd be another chubby girl on his rejection list.
"Why?" He asks. I roll my eyes at him. Did he really need to ask that? He has to know that he acts like a complete ass majority of the time.
Before I could answer Allison's owl, Sorrow, came flying in with a letter tied to her leg. I read it out loud,
"Dear Scarlett,
I have sort of good news. Mr. Weasley is going to be busy at work, because of what happen at the Qudditch World Cup. Mrs. Weasley has to leave to take care of a sick family member. I made the suggestion that we stay at your place. This means that the whole Weasley family would be coming with me. So what do you think? Send me a letter as soon as possible.
Love,
Allison"
"No," Malfoy snap as I gave Sorrow a treat.
"Malfoy, I believe we make a deal, you stay out of my business and I'll stay out of yours." I told him, writing a note that they could come.
"What's your point?" He asks.
"This is my business so stay out." I hiss, sending Sorrow off.
"What happen if your parents find out? I imagine they'll be mad if they find out that the Weasleys and Harry Potter were here." He had one of those annoying smirks on his face.
"It doesn't say anything about Potter." I read the letter over, seeing if I miss something.
"He was with them at the World Cup." He told me.
"So what if he comes. How would my parents find out?" I glare him.
"I might tell them." He casually shrugs.
"I will tell your parents that you hook up with that squib." I gave him a threat of my own.
"I didn't know she was one." He defends himself.
"Like your parents are really going to care about that," I chuckle at his pathetic excuse.
"Fine, but if you invite them, I'm inviting Flint and Zabini." He told me.
"Go a head there about 50 rooms in this house I don't care." I got up, putting my bowl in the sink.
I wake up the next day to Sorrow pecking at my window. I got out of bed, in my underwear to let her in. I untie the letter from her leg. As she eats the treats, I read that they would be over shortly. I close the window, so that she wouldn't waste her time flying back. Sorrow went over to play with my own owl, Sugar. I pull on a purple off the shoulder shirt and tuck it into a leather skater skirt. I slip on a pair of black strappy heels. I curl the bottom half of my hair and slip on a pair of ruby stud earrings. I wave my wand to make my make up natural. I went downstairs, seeing Flints and Zabini with bags in their hands. I sent a glare Malfoy way.
"What, you thought I was kidding when I said their staying."He laughs.
"Can you guys at least try to be nice to them," I said as nicely as I could. They laugh, instantly pissing me off. "Fine then assholes, just make like they're not here like you do at Hogwarts!" I cross my arms over my chest to stop myself from hitting them.
"Okay, okay calm down." Flint shook his head out my outburst.
"Come on guys, I'll show you to your rooms." Malfoy guides them to the north wing of the house.
I went to the kitchen and grab an apple. By the time I was done, smoke was coming from the fireplace. Allison came out holding George's hand. Each of them had a suitcase in their hands. Another cloud of smoke shows Fred holding hands with a young red head girl. I couldn't remember her name was, but I heard she had big crush on Potter. Each of them had a suitcase in their hand as well. The fireplace spat another puff of smoke, when it clears there stood another red head boy, who had to be Ron holding a suitcase.
I look him up and down, he looks hotter then I remember. Purity definitely had been good to him. I was a little relief to see Potter wasn't with them. It wasn't that I had anything against him, but it would be less drama. Seeing as him and Malfoy don't know how to be in the same room together.
"Hey Scar," Allison hugs me. "This is the Weasley: Ginny, George, Ron, and Fred." She introduces me to everyone. I gave each of them a wave as their names were called.
"She knows me. I flirt with her every day at Hogwarts." Fred puff out his chest in ride. His style of flirting was jokes and charisma. It was a successful style, for you couldn't help but flirt back.
"Please, you flirt with every girl," I laugh. He was a playful guy, who couldn't seem to put a muzzle on his natural flirtation habits.
"Yes but, none of them were as pretty as you." He licks his lips. The look of mischievous in his eyes defiantly put a girl on edge in all the right ways.
"Come on I'll show you to your rooms." I lead them up the stairs to the east wing of the house, otherwise known as my wing.
I heard Ron snap from behind me, "Fred stops looking up her skirt." I turn around and glare at him.
"Nice thong." Fred winks. I gave him a disgusted look and grab his hand to pull him to my side. When we got to the top of the stairs, I open the door to the first room on the right.
"That's your room," I push Fred in.
I open the door to another room across from Fred's, "Ginny."
I open the door next to Fred's, "Ron."
I open the door next to hers, "Allison and George."
"Thanks, you're such a gentleman." She laughs, walking into the room. George hurries into the bathroom. He must have really had to go.
"You're welcome. The last room on the right is mine, so if you need anything just asks. After you're done unpacking we can take a dip in the pool, if it's cool with the others. We'll meet downstairs. Oh yeah, and stay away from the north wing of the house. It's Malfoy's side for the summer." I inform her.
"Don't you think you should tell the others?" She asks.
"Damn, I forgot to do that. I should have said that in the beginning." I sigh. I wasn't use to having this many guest. I only had her and Arnold, our other best friend, over.
"It's okay. I'll tell George and Ginny. You tell Fred and Ron." She split the group up, knowing that I didn't have the best social skills.
I nod my head in agreement. "What happen to Potter, I thought he stays with the Weasley every summer?" I ask.
"He's at Hermione's. He felt uncomfortable staying at a deatheaters house." She informs me, rubbing her arms, letting me know she was uncomfortable. It was a nervous tick that she had.
"It's okay, I get it," I close her door. I walk over to Ron's door, knocking on it.
"Come in," I heard him yell through the door. I walk in the room as he was putting clothes in a drawer.
"Hey," I smile. His head shot right up realize it was me and not one of his siblings.
"Hi," he smiles nervously.
"UM, I just thought you should know my room is the last one on the right, just in case you need anything." I kept shifting my weight from one foot to the other. Something about having his full attention on me, made me nervous. He nods his head. "We're going to go swimming in the pool after everyone done unpacking." I intently regret the words that came out of my mouth, when I realize I told him instead of asking him.
"Sounds like fun," he said. I sigh relieved that he didn't seem upset about my rude moment.
"We're meeting down stairs. Stay away from the north wing of the house it's Malfoy for the summer, so not my idea." I cringe, not knowing why I tried to make that into a joke.
"Alright," he nods his head. He stares at me, waiting for me to say something else
"See ya," I made my way towards the door.
"Yeah, see ya." I heard him say as I close the door and lean my head back on it. I look down at my hands, they were shaking and my face felt hot. 'Why was I so nervous, I hope he didn't notice,' I thought walking towards Fred's door.
I knock and he shouts through the door, "Who is it?"
"Scarlett," I answer.
A few moments later, Fred opens the door. "Come in." He moves to the aside so I could step in.
"I just came to tell you that my room the last one on the right. And, if you wanted to go swimming with the rest of us when you done unpacking?" I notice a box in his suitcase that said Weasley Wizard Wheezes on it. I thought about asking, but decided against it. I wasn't going to have him trying to make me one of his test dummies.
"A chance to see you in a swimsuit let me think…HELL YEAH!" He yells the last part. I laugh he knows how to make a girl feel special.
"We are meeting in the living room. Can you do me a favor?" I ask.
"Sneak into your room tonight, no problem." He flashes his Cheshire smile.
"Stay away from the north wing of the house. It's Malfoy's for the summer. He invited Flint and Zabini." I explain, ignore his answer.
"I'll try my best." His smile grew wider.
"Thanks." I said even though I had the feeling that the Slytherin boys were going to have some prank pull on them. I walk out the door, to see Allison standing there. "Are they okay with going to the pool?" I ask her.
"Yeah," she jumps up and down, excited to go swimming.
"Okay then, let's get ready." I went back to my room to change into black one piece that had the sides cut out and pull my skirt back on. I went to the living room, where Malfoy and Zabini were playing a game of magic chess with Flint watching. I lay down on the couch with my feet on Malfoy's lap.
"Why are you wearing that?" He asks, trails his hands along my sides. I decided to play with his head a little. Even though, I knew he wasn't into me for the right reason, it was still fun to flirt with a handsome man. I curl up at his side, putting my pointer finger on his bottom lip, and slowly outline them.
"Cause I thought you would like it." I whisper in his ear. He leans in putting his face close to mine.
Now that polyvore is gone, all the outfits for this story can be found on my pinterest: www. pinterest ashlynville/ The outfits are in Chapter: 1, 3, 12, 14, 17, 19, 20, 23, 31, 34, and 35.