Rowan woke up with a smile, that soon turned into a groan when he realized why he was happy this early in the morning: Aelin. He rolled over in his four poster bed, onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. Trying to erase all these thoughts of Aelin, how her lips had felt, the way her eyes glinted and her lips curled when she said something wicked, how she had arched her back against him. Oh god. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he get her out of her head? One kiss and he was her slave. What the hell was wrong with him?

"Rowan, get up. Breakfast is almost over!", A deep rumbling voice yelled at him- Lorcan.

He groaned and rolled out of the bed, pulling on his clothes. Rowan noticed Lorcan was staring at him, he looked up, raising his eyebrows.

Lorcan stood with his arm crossed, his green tie askew, and a look of disbelief on his face.

"What?" Rowan grumbled, looking away.

Lorcan laughed, "I can't believe you made out with that girl."

"I didn't" Rowan denied, pulling his socks on.

"Oh please, I can't wait until Ashryver finds you and beats your ass." Lorcan said gleefully, grabbing his robe and making his way out the dorm.

"It was a one time thing!" Rowan shouted after him.

He faintly heard Lorcan's scoff over his footsteps.

When Rowan came up from the dungeons, and entered the Great Hall for breakfast, even though he had repeatedly told himself not to on the way up, his eyes immediately were drawn to the Gryffindor table, scouring for that blonde, with golden ringed eyes. Unfortunately he found the wrong golden ringed eyed blond. Aedion. Who was staring right at him, still livid from the night before. God, Lorcan was right, he was gonna get his ass beat. Strangely he noticed some other students were glaring at him too, not with nearly the same intensity, but Chaol from Gryffindor, that was sitting a few seats away from Aedion, and his Ravenclaw best friend, Dorian was also glaring at him from across the hall... oh. Rowan was going to glare back at them, but he spotted Lorcan, who was waving him to the Slytherin table. He strode over, trying to ignore Aedion, whose eyes still bore into him.

Aelin waltzed into the Great Hall, fashionably late, she thought to herself. The Gryffindor table erupted into cheers, still psyched about last night's win. Well, all but one, Aedion. Ugh, she was not looking forward to that lecture. The Slytherin table, looked towards her as well, some hissing, most just grumbling and turning away. But she noticed that a pair of pine green eyes lingered long after the others had looked away. Not that she cared.

Aedion glance sidelong at Aelin, still keeping his eyes on Rowan's back, as she slid into her seat next to his. She had considered not eating at all to postpone this conversation, but her hunger had gotten the better of her. Before Aedion could get a word in, she piled her plate up with food and began to stuff her mouth.

"Aelin" Aedion growled, eyes still on Rowan.

"Mhhmm?" Aelin mumbled, her mouth still filled.

"I forbid you from ever touching him again."

"WAHHH?" Aelin sounded, attempting to express her objection, but instead choking on her food. She fought passed it, swallowing, "WHAT?"

"YOU FORBID ME?" She exclaimed, turning on Aedion.

He nodded, still looking towards the Slytherin table. She waited for further reaction, a clarification, a goddamns apology, but he said nothing.

"What the fuck?!" Aelin said, swing her legs over the bench and storming from the hall.

Forbid her? Forbid her? Who the fuck does he think he his? Aelin didn't give a shit if he were her cousin, he had no right to forbid her. She could understand him not liking it, and telling her off. But forbidding her, like Aedion owned her?

She snarled, making a couple of first graders, who were coming from the hall, jump and hurry out of her way. Aelin stormed through the castle, clutching her wand, trying to think of a way to get Aedion back. She didn't know where she was going, and she didn't care when the halls emptied as the students filed into classrooms. First period had begun. But Aelin continued pacing the halls, debating setting his ass on fire next time she saw him. Of course there was the obvious way to get back at him, make out with Rowan more. Which did sound rather appealing, she smirked to herself. It was a start.

Even though Aelin had cooled down, she had no desire to go to class. Well, at least not until after lunch. It was the end of the year anyway, so it was just revision, she reasoned, heading down the hall to one of her favorite places. The one eyed witch statue. She had discovered this nifty little secret in second year, when she had been trying to think of an elaborate excuse for not doing the Astronomy homework. She had been tapping her wand on the statue muttering random made up diseases under her breath, when the most delightful thing had happened: the statue's hump had opened, just big enough for her to slip through. And it had lead right into Honeydukes, that was full of Aelin's favorite things: sweets.

Aelin grinned, ear to ear, as she casually strode over to the statue. Listening for any footsteps, she leaned against the witch's head with an arm, tapping it with her wand while mumbling, "Dissendium". The statue cracked open and Aelin slipped inside.

Rowan walked the hallways, trying not to look over his shoulder. In Potions which he had unfortunately had with the Gryffindors, he had been pelted with balls of paper by Aedion, that included such lovely messages as:

You. Me. Midnight. Trophy Room. Fists or Wands, Your choice.

If you even look at her again, I'm going to hex you so you'll be puking slugs for a week.

Just try me. I dare you.

And you don't want to know what I'll do if you ever kiss her again.

There had also been some unnervingly detailed drawings of Rowan being burned at the stake.

All of this had been accompanied by some painful hexes, that felt like being electrocuted when the Professor wasn't looking. And of course, whenever Rowan had turned to retaliate, the teacher had told him off. Saying if he did it one more time he would get a detention. Aedion had idiotically grinned at this. It had almost been too much to handle, but just before he was about to snap, Rowan had asked if he could be excused for the bathroom, and luckily for everyone, they had let him go. He was one more sly look from punching that arrogant son of a bitch in the face.

Rowan rounded a corner, and his heart sunk as he caught a glance of golden hair. Oh shit, Aedion had followed him. But as the figure fully emerged from behind the statue he realized it was a very preoccupied and busy Aelin, her arms filled with what looked to be... candy?

He wasn't sure if this was better or worse than Aedion following him. Aelin, who must have heard his footsteps a tad too late, looked up from the colorful bundle in her arms, wide eyed and with a slightly guilty look that melted into a grin and a sultry sweep of her eyes over his body.

"Hello." she drawled.

Rowan fought to keep his eyes from her lips.. and her body, fought against the heat that was creeping up his neck at the memories of last night.

He swallowed once.

Twice.

Aelin raised an eyebrow.

Instead he focused on the overflowing bags in her arms, "Are you planning on eating all that?"

"Yes. Care to join me?"

He knew she was joking, but his heart jumped a little, "I'm actually trying to avoid your cousin."

Aelin huffed a laugh, apparently tiring of her grin, which abruptly vanished, "Likewise."

He said nothing. Debated walking away, but Aelin beat him to it. She walked past him her shoulder lightly brushing his. A touch that made Rowan tense all over. And he thought that was that, but Aelin said to him over her shoulder, "Well, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. And Aedion can't get into the Slytherin common room, so, come along."

Rowan's eyes widened, she wanted to go to his common room? Was that even allowed? He fought between following or walking away, before jogging up behind her, slowing at her side. Rowan didn't know why he did it, he just did.

"Plus," she added, glancing sideways at him, her grin had returned "You seemed so eager eyeing my candy and all that."

Rowan swallowed, and quickly looked away, which he was sure she noticed due to her satisfied smirk.

They walked in silence for a few moments before he realized, "Wait, how do you even know where the Slytherin common room is?" Rowan thought a moment, "I only know the general area of the Gryffindor common room..."

"Oh? I'll have to show you it sometime, it's lovely, especially the bedrooms."

His shoulders slumped in defeat, completely aware of how red his cheeks were. Rowan internally face-palmed.

She lead them right to the entrance, and he briefly wondered how many people had brought her here, and if she knew where the other dorms were.

She knew so much, that Rowan had half expected her to say the password, but she looked up at him expectantly. He opened his mouth to say it, but caught himself.

"Cover your ears."

"Oh come on!" she moaned

"Cover your ears or you're not coming in. I don't even think your suppose to be allowed in."

Her eyes sparkled, and Rowan braced himself for another wicked comment, "Are you telling me you've never brought a girl from another house in here?"

He sighed, facepalming for real this time. "or boy" she added.

"Just cover your ears." He groaned into his palm.

She frowned up at him, glancing down at her filled arms, "I can't really do that."

Rowan sighed and after a slight moment of hesitation, took a step closer to her, clasping his hands over her ears, which she rolled her eyes at, mumbling "It's probably some racial slur or something.."

He grimaced, before whispering, "Pure-blood"

There was a click, and Rowan removed his hands from her ears to push the wall open. He entered, not bothering to hold it open for Aelin who followed him in. Luckily there were no other Slytherins in the room.

Rowan walked over, pulling his robe off and throwing it onto one of the intricately carved chairs. He could hear Aelin ridding her arms of the candy on a nearby the table. He ran a hand through his hair, looking around the familiar room.

"Make yourself at home I guess." Rowan said gesturing around him, his back to Aelin.

When he turned himself to face her he found Aelin wrapped in his cloak, that was ridiculously large on her, and pooled around her feet. Rowan raised an eyebrow at her, lowering his hand from his hair.

She was tugging it around her waist, so it hugged closer to her body, "I think green suits me better than red, don't you agree?"

Rowan smiled slightly, slumping into a chair opposite her and he didn't know why but he said under his breath, "Everything suits you."

So, some of you lovelies have been requesting a second part to the previous Hogwarts AU, and since you're just so goddamn nice, I made it. And I must say it was very fun to write, and I hope you had fun reading it!

BTW (shameless self promo) check out my other fanfics! (if you haven't) Including a TOGXACOMAF crossover (set after EoS) that you guys have been super supportive about. And a more random, less structured, but it still has a plot Rowaelin fanfic (set sometime in QoS), that was completed awhile ago.