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First Day of Term

8:21am

She walked through the doors of the Great Hall, ready for the new year to begin; my last year at Hogwarts. She smiled knowing that she had a brighter future than most of the intolerable arseholes that surrounded me each day. Her father, Ron Weasley, was something of a joke here, in his days, though he did help her Uncle Harry defeat Voldemo-.

She was yanked out of her thought process as one of her long-time friends grabbed her arm. Her friend skipped by her, practically yelling her excitement to everyone in the Great Hall.
"Come on then Rosie! Don't stop in the way, we've got to get started this year! It'll be a long process, but since we've both hit complete perfection, I believe we can tease anyone we'd like. I mean, if you don't count the unruliness of your hair on occasion-"
"Don't you make fun of my hair, Poppy, it's from my mother, you know that, but it's perfectly fine." She placed her hand onto her hair to make sure it hadn't gone out of control since she took her hot shower.

Rose was young, but mature compared to her classmates. She was of average height and had a Quidditch Players build; strong, but delicate and agile. Her hair was an unusual colour, a mixture of her fathers and mother hair, a brownish-red and frizzy. Rose's eyes were a piercing ocean blue and a mind that wanted to learn everything she possibly could, though she was a procrastinator. She had few freckles that drifted across her cheeks and rosy pink lips. She was a simple girl, but she held herself like a Slytherin but she was truly a Gryffindor at heart.

There was a flash of white that passed Rose's left shoulder. She allowed herself to turn away from Poppy's excited face to look at who it was. A growl rumbled in her throat as she noticed it was none other than Scorpius Malfoy. That git, just like his father when he was young.
She turned away from him as he flashed his green eyes toward me. The scowl on his face was obvious, but other than that, he was unreadable.

"Geez, Rosie, who the hell are you focusing on? Look at that guy over at the Ravenclaw table…sitting next to Artie Clemson. Oh my god, Rose! That's Cormac's son! Boy, has he grown!" She winked at me; She rolled my eyes in response. My eyes glided back over to the eyes staring into the side of her face. His face was straight, the corner of his mouth barely twitched into a smirk. Scorpius.

Rose sat at the table, my back faced towards the Slytherin table.
"Poppy, stop yapping and eat breakfast, we're going to be late soon."

"What's got your knickers in a knot? No guys you like here anymore? What about girls? You know what your mother would say about that!" she whispered the last sentence, so that none of the gossiping prats around us would here.

Rose slid from the seat and stomped out of the Great Hall, grabbing an apple in her left hand and Poppy's hand in the right. She lead her out of the Great Hall. She ran up the stairs, dragging Poppy behind her, pushing the Gryffindor Common Room door open. She didn't let go of her hand until they reached their shared room. The dorms had changed since their parents were here. They were more private, which was better, only sharing it with one other girl.

She shoved Poppy onto her bed, her pink lips parting to show her white teeth. It was a contrast to her tanned skin and hazel eyes. Her fingers were still laced with mine as Rose put her legs on each side of Poppy's torso. Rose bent over her, allowing her brown hair to surround their faces as she planted her lips on Poppy's. She giggled until it turned into a soft rumble in her throat. Her lips parted farther, allowing her to push her tongue onto the others mouth, swirling around the tip of her tongue. Her back arched as my arms reached around the edge of her top, tickling around her stomach until Rose got a firm grasp on the edge and pulled it up over her chest. She pulled it off of Poppy's head and arms as Rose continued to firmly press their lips together. Poppy imitated Rose, pulling her top off in an instant.

She pulled her lips down to Poppy's neck, caressing the spot between her collarbones with her teeth. Poppy's hands twined in Rose's hair as she reached around her back to unlatch her bra. She pulled it off, cupping her breast in her hand.

She gasped, "Rose…"

Rose continued down her chest, leaving a trail of her tongue down to above her pant line. She looked up, smiling, her fingers were swirling around her nipples, feeling them perk up. She sucked in a quick breath as she pulled away quickly.

Rose looked down at her, exposed and willing to continue our explorations that we began over the summer, right before the beginning of term. Her hands lay next to her head, her chest heaving up and down slowly; her heart pumping under her ribs.

"Poppy, why would you say that around everyone? We both know that would do us no good."

Her voice was still breathless. "Everyone knows I would just be joking! Rosie, calm down."

She pushed Rose over to her back, removing her bra in the process. Her eyes gleamed with passion as her hands reached down to unzip Rose's jeans. She yanked them off as Rose unbuttoned Poppy's. Rose sat under her, with nothing on them other than their knickers.

Poppy's hands ran up Rose's sides, running shivers through her body. Her legs twisted around Rose's and her right hand twined with hers as Poppy placed her lips over her breasts, tugging lightly with her teeth. Rose let out a moan. She went down further until she reached the top side of her panty line. Her teeth grabbed the edge and pulled them down to my knees. She removed her grasp from Rose's hand and grabbed her legs and pulled them up so Rose's knees were in the air.

Poppy's tongue flicked, making Rose let out a moan, which was like encouragement for Poppy. She kept going as her tongue moved in and around Rose. Her hands gripped onto the bed sheets as Poppy went faster. Her breathing became quick and her heart rate shot up as Poppy's fingers aided her tongue. Rose's moans were becoming persistent and louder until she felt my body shudder. Her mind went blank except for the moment of passion.

Rose lifted herself to her elbows but Poppy did not stop, and her bottom become damp from the bed sheets. Rose groaned louder wanting Poppy to stop, but she didn't make her. Rose pushed my head back and let my mouth gape open into a silent scream.

She stopped abruptly and trailed her tongue up to my neck were she tugged under my jaw line with her teeth.

Rose let out harsh breaths as her mouth met mine with a furious passion. She pulled away less than a few inches from my lips, both of us breathless. Poppy got up and she followed, grabbing her by the waist and pushing her against the wall, nipping her neck like she did.

Rose stepped away and smiled, her satisfaction was like a mirror of her own. They tossed on their clothes as they ran out the Common Room door to rush to class.

Rose headed to Potions, my first class of the day and Poppy parted to Dark Arts.

Their actions were out of curiosity, nothing related to a relationship. They were both looking for boys this year; this was just to occupy themselves. Rose nodded, hoping that their friendship would not be hurt by their childish greed for another human's intimate touch.

She stepped into Potions, eyeing around the room for Albus, but seeing that the seat next to him was taken. He looked at her with an apology; She smiled at him, and spotted a seat.

Rose plopped herself down before she noticed the person next to me: Scorpius.

"Damnit." she whispered, under her breath hoping that he wouldn't hear.

"Hello, Weasley." His voice was soft. It reminded me of a snake hissing, ready to attack its prey.

She glared at him and snipped back. "Malfoy, what could you possibly want?"

"Nothing, you just seemed out of breath. After seeing you run out of the Great Hall with Poppy, I was beginning to wonder what you two were up to…"

"I'll have you know I took her to the library to show her something, Scorpius, and if you don't mind, class is starting, so shut your trap."

"Feisty. Just like your mother, as my parents have told me."

She heard the smirk in his voice, rolling my eyes.

Day Two
10:17am

"Rose, you and Scorpius are to be partners in this Potions assignment." Professor Clemmons announced, going down the list of people in theclass.

"Shit." She spat under her breath.

"Well, Weasley, looks like we will have to spend more time together after-all. No more fun time with your friend Poppy, or that Ravenclaw boy. Just me." His eyes were burning into hers, amused by the anger in her face.

"Shove off, Malfoy; I'm not spending any more time with you than I have to. We will work on this quickly so that I can get away from you as quickly as possible."

Rose pulled out her wand and began reading off the ingredients list. Each amount came to their table slowly. Scorpius read off the amounts of each.
After a good hour, Professor Clemmons shoved them out of the classroom. Scorpius' portion of the potion was not completed, but Rose sped out of the classroom as fast as possible.

A hand tugged her arm, the cold grip stopping her in my steps.

"Professor gave us permission to come back after dinner to finish part of our potion." His white teeth gleamed, his smile was breath taking. His hands still hadn't left her forearm, growing warmer with every inching second. She focused in on his lips, which looked sore and red.

Rose was dazed for a minute before she curtly nodded my head and stormed out of the classroom.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why did you look at his lips for so long? Why the hell do I have butterflies? No good prat, annoying twat."

She turned down a corridor where she saw Poppy pressed against the wall by a Hufflepuff. He seemed hardly like Poppy's type, but she had a way of seducing young men for her own needs. Poppy saw her and winked as he kissed down her neck. Rose smiled at her and walked into the Common Room.

20:47pm

Rose removed herself from the annoying chattering in the Great Hall and dragged herself to the Potions classroom.

She pushed open the door; it was dark and quiet.

"Hello, Professor?" she spoke through the silent classroom.

The only light that was there were the sparks coming out of the cauldron at my desk. Scorpius was here already.

She pushed through the door and took a seat at their table, jumping as she felt Scorpius' hand graze her back.

"Hello Rose." His gaze never turned to Rose's. He poured a substance into the cauldron slowly, eyeing it with care.

He was talented in Potions, she would not deny that, but it was the way he went about it, treating it like it was his was of seduction.

"Scorpius."

"Would you like to help me with this?" She expected a sneer from him, but she heard instead a collected voice, full of some emotion she couldn't put her finger on. It was gone in an instant, he snapped back to his common hiss when she looked at him in confusion.
"Don't stare at me like that. We've got work to do, Weasley."

She turned her head to look into the burning cauldron, her mind still on the look in his face.

Day Seven
18:38pm

"Poppy? Where the hell are you?" She looked through the prefects' bathroom. They had snuck in about an hour ago and it was about time to get to dinner.

"Rose…Rose come here!" She heard the water turn on in the other side of the bathroom. She walked warily, squeezing her hair to drip the water out. She had no clothing on other than her knickers.
How was it that she always ended up in her knickers around Poppy? She shrugged, listening to the slow padding of her feet against the damp floor.
She pulled out her wand, waved it in a swift motion, causing all the water in the area she was in to disappear. She grabbed her clothes off the door as she saw a flash of blond.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

"Of course there is Rosie! It's me! Geez, what's up with you lately?"

Oh. "Sorry, Pop, I thought I saw someone else…" her voice drifted off until she felt Poppy's hand grab her wrist. She led her around the corner until she reached one of the shower stations. Poppy was naked, still dripping wet from her most recent shower, but she saw on Poppy's upper lip that it was sweat. Most of it. She had been touching herself.

Under Poppy's skin, she saw her blush, knowing that she had seen the evidence. Rose let out a soft breath, right under Poppy's ear lobe. Rose's waist was yanked into Poppy's soft, tender body.

It began gentle, lips barely brushing each other. Poppy's top lip was sucking on Rose's bottom lip as she pulled her head back to allow Poppy to continue down her moist neck.

Rose's eyes closed as she felt Poppy's hands explore her body, fondling Rose's breasts and bum.

Rose's eyes became slits as she heard another noise emanate from the other side of the bathroom. Poppy didn't stop; Poppy had begun to suck on her nipple, nipping it lightly, causing Rose to let out a groan of passion. She growled in response.

Rose felt Poppy grow stiff, stopping and standing up straight. Rose touched a finger to Poppy's chin, but she didn't move.

"Poppy…?" Rose turned her head to see what Poppy was staring at.

She whispered into my ear, something I couldn't comprehend for a few moments until her body shifted quickly, snatching her clothes and Rose's from the wall.

Standing in the corner was Scorpius Malfoy, though he hadn't seemed to have noticed them. Rose felt her cheeks blush and her heart begin to pound, harder and harder as he moved his hands in fluid movements. He was getting ready to cast a spell, and as he muttered it out, Poppy dashed beside Rose, yanking her arm to go through the bathroom and out to dinner.

They were running as fast as they could after such an extraneous and passionate time in the bathroom. They both knew that if he saw them that would be the end.
Neither of them were prefects, to start, and most importantly he would have seen them going at it together.

They stopped in an empty corridor, looking around them to make sure no one had seen them hurry through the hallways. They pulled down their tops and pressed them to their skin, making sure no signs of such behavior were obvious.

Poppy looked into Rose's eyes, nodding once and then taking off towards the Great Hall. I paused, and wondered what Scorpius was up to. Surely nothing dark, especially with his father's reputation.

Day Thirteen
14:28pm

Rose tilted her chair back and forth in the Potions classroom, waiting for Scorpius to arrive. Through the week she had been too nervous and scared to talk to him, in case he had seen them. Every time she sneaked a glance towards him, she saw the corner of his mouth curl slightly. She found herself blushing but simply blamed it on the heat from the boiling substance in front of her.
Rose finally built up enough courage on Friday to ask him if he'd like to work on the Potion this weekend. The only response she got was a nod and a sheet of paper.
She unfolded the paper and it read:

Saturday, 2:30pm

So here she was, waiting for Scorpius to arrive. She wanted to make a point that she was much more punctual than him, so she arrived ten minutes early. Impatiently, she tapped her foot when she heard the door swing open, slamming against the wall.
Rose turned, grabbing her wand as fast as she could. She pointed it towards the doorway where Scorpius entered, arms full of object needed to complete their project. Her mouth dropped and stared at him as he walked across the room, practically gliding over the cold, stone floor.

He placed each item carefully onto the table, his fingers looked so delicate and Rose couldn't help but wonder the feeling of those soft fingers would be against her boiling skin.
She flushed and switched her mind to the Potion.

"Well, Weasl—"

"My name is Rose, Weasley is my last name, and I would appreciate it if you called me by my first name instead of acting like you own my nam—"

"Fine." He snapped.

Rose saw each of his muscles tense under his plain t-shirt on his neck and arms. She watched as each bunched and retracted until she saw he was calm again.

"Sorry…sorry, I didn't mean to sa—"

"It's fine."

The words he formed weren't even formed; it was like a puff of air coming out of his soft pink lips. He let his tongue lightly drag over his bottom lip, leaving a trail of saliva that lasted for a second. Rose's eyes lingered on his lips a moment too long and he had noticed.
"Something interests you, Rose?" he snickered.

Rose's eyes shot up to his, "No. Let's just get to work."

He nodded and began to unwrap a small black package. It was velvety and when the soft lights in the room hit it just right as he flipped it in his hands, it had a purple tint. He popped it open, revealing a small piece of parchment. It looked old and worn, ripped at the edges and stained with what looked like blood.

"What's that? It doesn't look like something we should add into here…" Rose skimmed the page looking for what possibly could be its use. She refused to make eye contact with Scorpius and pretended to continue reading though she could feel his strong gaze lingering on her neck.
She felt her face grow warm and blood spread through her body like wildfire.
The gaze was gone in an instant, making it much more uncomfortable than before. It was silent, except for the slow bubbling of the potion.

"Weas—Rose, do you mind if I leave for a bit, I have some…unfinished business to attend to." His eyes flickered over the small box, now closed. "I'll be back in a short time."

He turned on his heel, not even waiting for an answer and made his way out the still gaping door.

Rose shook her head; her bottom lip pouted out and muttered profanities under her breath.
"Damn Malfoy…always up to something….can't seem to get his bloody mind into work…prat."

Her eyes grew wider, slowly, like a newborn doe. She stood up so quick her chair screeched against the stone floor and fell. Rose ran out of the classroom, following to where she believed Malfoy to be. She ran up the flights of stairs until she finally reached the prefects bathroom.
She pulled her wand out of her sock and tapped the doorknob.
It opened, to reveal a curious light emanating from the right side of the bathroom.

"Scorpius?" Halfway through his name, she knew she made a mistake.
His head whipped around revealing a maddened look on his face. Rose gasped, he looked demented and yet so scared. His eyes grew wide as he stomped towards Rose.
She turned in a second but slipped on the puddles that were covering the bathroom. She turned onto her back, her elbows on the floor slowly being saturated. Her breathing came out in horrified, sporadic patterns.

"No…Malfo—no!" She screamed as his wand pointed at her, he muttered an incantation under his breath and Rose was lifted from the floor, hovering in the air, silenced. Scorpius peered at her as she attempted to pull her wand back out that she stashed in her pocket before she fell. The attempt was futile as Scorpius clasped his hand around her forearm and in an instant they were yanked from their position and into an entirely new place.