Obscurity

Chapter 1

'Mmm baby that was so good,' drawled Scorpius Malfoy feigning emotion. 'I came so hard', he lied. After he left this slag he would probably have to wank once or twice just to sate him and make him forget about this blonde bimbo that he'd just wasted half an hour of his life on.

Scorpius quickly sat up from the bed, wanting to get as far away from her as possible. He pulled up his trousers and buckled his belt, not even giving a glance to the naked witch on his bed. He reached down and grabbed his shirt before trying to button it up. He was pretty sure he missed a few or buttoned it in the wrong places in his haste but he really couldn't care less.

'Scooorrpy, why are you leaving so soon?' his blonde fuck-toy asked. 'I was hoping for round two…' she let the bed sheet fall from her chest revealing her double D cup breasts which were honestly, the only reason why Scorpius asked her to bed. Scorpius, being the testosterone filled male that he was glanced down at her ample chest but found no arousal whatsoever.

'Sorry, uh…' What was her name again? Sara? Tara? Mara? No, not Mara. 'Um, sorry babe,' he continued, 'I've got to go back to the uh… Manor to… do something.' He doubted that she would notice, let alone ask about his vague answer as she had a brain capacity that barely allowed her to register the words that he'd said.

'Okay… well, call me later, Scorpy? I definitely want to see you again…' she winked at him, attempting to look seductive but he just thought she looked about as seductive as a blowfish. He merely grunted in response and just walked out of the motel room door.

He was met with the rowdy and noisy atmosphere of the Leaky Cauldron. He was no stranger to this pub anymore as he came in here at least once a week to shag a random witch and then to get a drink to relieve himself after the really bad sex that he often had.

Scorpius sat down on a stool right infront of Mrs. Hannah Longbottom who was not only the landlady of the hotel but also the bartender. And Merlin, she could make a mean drink. But right now, it was exactly what Scoprius needed. Hannah took one glance at the young man before working her way around the bar to get his usual drink.

She didn't even bother to talk to him anymore. She'd already learnt from various experiences in the past that he was constantly brooding and was quite the harsh talker when confronted about it. At first Hannah had felt concerned that all his negativity would rub off on other customers but her little worries were not a problem since he mostly kept to himself and was the pubs' most popular customer.

She handed Scorpius his drink and he downed it in one gulp before asking for another. After about six more cups, Scorpius was well and truly hammered. Good, he thought, this was when he was happiest and completely at ease. Absolutely nothing to worry about in the world and absolutely no one to care about. He was at peace with his drunker stature. He was carefree.

Finally, a satisfied and hammered Scorpius rose from his stool and stumbled his way to the entrance of the pub. Woah… he thought as he almost collided with a table of schoolgirls with butterbeers.

Scorpius smirked and checked out every girl. Hmm… not bad but not his type. But then again, female was his type. Maybe he should leave his floo number in case one of them was looking for some… companionship during their summer holidays.

'Careful now… girls. Wouldn't want y-, you… to get hurt. Now, would we?' Dayum! Even when he was drunk he still had it. A grey mist suddenly clouded his vision of the schoolgirls shrinking away in fear and disgust. Scorpius rolled his head around to pinpoint the buzzing that had suddenly intruded his ears.

Oh… no. He was having drrinking induced hallucinations again. This was without a doubt the worst part of his drinking ritual. He needed to get out of here, everything was starting to blur into one and faces and bodies were beginning to merge together. He knew what would happen next. He's been through this process a million times. He had to get out. He couldn't do this here. No… that would be too much. He couldn't breakdown infront of the whole bar.

He just made it down a dark alley a few metres from the Leaky Cauldron before the visions started. A sudden flash of red hair caught his eye and his head whipped around to try and follow it. Instantly, his whole body warmed up and his heart started furiously pounding against his chest. When he realised that it was just a memory, a part of him was relieved because he knew that he just couldn't go down that road again. But, a much bigger part of him was crestfallen. He would only admit it to himself when he was drunk but he missed her. A lot.

Deep blue sapphire eyes. Red bouncy curls. Bright warm smile. Sprinkled freckles. The face of an angel. The face of perfection. The woman that had haunted him for seven years during school and then another three more after.

This was another reason why he cherished and could never be able to let go of his alcohol. It was the only time he allowed himself to think of… Rose. Rose Weasley.

That name alone could do so many things to him.

Unspeakable things.

In his short happy hour that he had almost every day, he would gladly let Rose Weasley take over his mind and he would let himself drown in his memories of her. It hurt way less than if he thought of her when he was sober.

He re-lived every memory that he had of her during his school years. Every glance at her flawless face would be forever imprinted in the back of his mind, constantly ready to move to the front and foremost part and stay there forever. It couldn't though. When the light of a new day cracked through his happy dark haze, he'd go back to being Malfoy. Not Scorpius.

But it doesn't matter anyway. Because when he wakes up, he'll forget everything.

'Rose,' he breathed before finally succumbing to the unforgiving light.

A/N - This is the first chapter and basically the Prologue of my story. Hope you guys liked it! Please review and suggest any ideas of how you think the story should go from there!

Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter nor any of the characters.

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- MidnightStreetlamps