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This was going to be a total, utter, unbelievable disaster.
What on earth put the idea in my head to go to a party with Nick Crint of all people in order to quench my anger at a certain stupid platinum haired fool...
"You should straighten your hair."
"Huh?" I glanced across at Letty. Oh. I'd forgotten she was there. I sighed. "I think I'm going to catch a sudden and incurable case of whooping cough tonight."
"That bad, huh?" Letty was sprawled across my bed, her arms folded behind her head, and her feet in the air. "I'm sure Crint is an okay kisser, anyway."
"What?" I spun around, the earring I had been putting in dangling from the lobe, my face heating up. "I am not planning on kissing Crint, for Merlin's sake."
Letty snorted. "I don't think Crint sticks to plans."
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the mirror. Fuck, I looked awful.
Suddenly, Letty was at my side, pulling the half-inserted earring from my ear and dragging out my pretty crap attempt at a messy ponytail. She snatched up her straighteners and pushed me down into a kneeling position.
"Undress." She ordered.
"Excuse me?"
Letty laughed shortly. She gestured towards the bed with the straighteners. Draped over the top was an electric blue strapless dress. I sighed and followed Letty's instructions, awkwardly attempting to pull the green dress I was wearing off and casually slip into the blue one.
There was nothing casual about any of it. By the time the dress was on Letty had burnt my scalp a minimum of half a dozen times, and I had knocked into her so she was also kneeling down... of course, not a comfortable position.
"Done." Letty pulled me up so I was standing, brushed down the dress, moved my now incredibly straight hair so it was all over one shoulder, and turned me so I was facing the mirror.
She pressed mascara into my palm and patted my arm. "If I was a guy, I would definitely want to-"
"Thanks Letts!" I yelled quickly, before she could give me any extra details.
I sighed and looked back to the mirror.
Wait a minute...
I looked again.
"Letts..."
Oh...
"Mmm?"
My...
"I look..."
"Beautiful? Stunning? Amazingly stupendously gorgeous?"
I stared at the reflection. Merlin.
"That's not me." I said at last.
The girl in the mirror was... well... she was tall. Pretty. The dress was stopped mid-thigh and clung to her figure attractively. Her hair was... nice. My hair was definitely not normally nice. I looked back to my friend. She grinned at me and pointed to the mascara I was clutching in my palm.
"Put that on and Crint won't leave your side for the entire night."
Fantastic...
"You look-"
"What?"
"-look really-"
"Sorry?"
"I said you look really hot!"
"Oh. Thanks."
Merlin, this party was going to suck. My eardrums were thumping in time to the ridiculously loud music some deaf person was blaring out from the front of the room. Crint was holding my elbow, steering me through the crowds of grinding people. I held on to my side, making sure the papers didn't fall out from my pants – yes, I had brought my story along with me. I was totally prepared for being left alone and bored for the entire night. And yes, I did put them where you think I put them – there was no where else that Crint wouldn't see.
"I'm gonna get a-"
Can't hear you, arsehole... I nodded, knowing he was heading for the drinks table. I considered mentioning that he had already had his fair share of Firewhisky, and the party wasn't even half way through, but I wasn't going to embarrass myself by giving Crint life advice, especially not by yelling over this music.
It didn't take long before Crint melted into the crowds of people and, shock horror, Scorpius Malfoy had struggled his way over to me. I glanced at him scornfully.
"Honoured to think the one and only Mister Malfoy wants to spare a minute to talk to little old me." I said, holding a hand against my heart.
Scorp laughed softly. He was in his usual party state – drunk, but not drunk enough to throw up over everything, which was what I supposed Crint was probably doing now.
"Didn't think you'd come, Rosie." He slung an arm over my shoulders. "Who you with?"
I didn't answer immediately. Partly because I couldn't remember, and partly because the reason for me not remembering was the fact that Scorp had whispered that last line, his warm breath tickling my cheek. He was so close and his arm was weighing me down and Merlin I felt so clautrophobic-
"Rosie?"
I snatched up the drink in his hand and swallowed it down, feeling it scorch my throat... I swallowed hard and blinked.
"Um... wha-?"
Scorp laughed softly and allowed his fingers to lightly trace patterns on my shoulder. I shivered involuntarily. Merlin, I was going to have to kiss the crap out of him some time now-
I threw more Firewhisky down the hatch, my cheeks burning with my unexpected and horrifying thought. I could see Scorp grinning beside me. It was like he knew what I was thinking. A hot feeling was flooding everywhere- jeez, I needed to get out of there...
I pulled myself free of Scorp's grasp and stumbled away from him, still holding his drink. I could see a slightly fuzzy exit and headed for it, conscious of the uncertain movements of my feet-
A hand grabbed my arm fiercely, spun me around, and I momentarily caught Crint's face before his mouth came crashing down on mine. Shit... I stood there, motionless, not even moving my arms as Crint held my face between his hands and kissed me furiously. His tongue snaked into my mouth... Get... Him... Off...
Suddenly the hot area where Crint's lips had been became cold as he moved away from me very quickly and shouted – what the? – I looked around me, confused, trying to organize the colours and shapes flashing in front of my eyes – before they landed on Scorp who was – wait... what was Scorp doing?
He suddenly became very, very close to me, his eyes flashing with what looked like – anger? – and then his hand was holding mine... his rough, calloused hand... I looked at the back of his neck as he started to walk... his messy hair... oh, look, I was walking too... I drank some more... more... whatever it was...
The cold of outside felt like a slap in the face. Fuck, it was so cold, and then I was so hot inside... I coughed... and looked up at... at Scorp...
I smiled at him.
"Scorp?" He was still holding my hand, but he had stopped walking and was watching me with his... beautiful... grey... eyes...
"Yeah, Rose."
"Thankyou Scorp." I leaned into him lovingly as he stared at me, his grey eyes confused. I leaned harder, my eyes still holding his, and slowly I lifted up my drink... no... his drink... and brought it to my mou-
"Hey!" I struggled to get the cup back from Scorp who was holding it out of my reach. I shoved him backwards, craving the heat... He grinned momentarily – Merlin I loved his grin, when the edges of his eyes crinkled – as I pushed him against the wall and pressed myself against him...
"Hey Rosie." He whispered. His face was incredibly close. I felt myself smile slowly and I just... wanted to...
I leaned my head in. Scorp stared at me, his eyes holding mine... Scorp... Scorp...
I wanted to kiss him.
So badly-
His lips were centimetres away from mine. He was looking down now, down at my mouth-
Something stopped me from kissing him. I didn't know what, but I ignored the burning sensation in my throat and the knots in my stomach and the way his slightly parted lips looked so soft-
I pressed my lips gently against the middle of his cheek and rested my head against the soft bit between his neck and shoulder.
Sigh. I could feel serious Rose nagging away in my head for getting so near him.
A few minutes passed before Scorp touched my shoulder... I wanted to grab his hand and have him touch me forever...
"Come on, Rose, I'll take you back to your dorm."
I agreed with a silent nod and allowed him to slip an arm around my waist and haul me awkwardly back through another entrance into the building. Once we were at the staircase he took my hand and placed it gently on the banister.
"Hold on," He whispered. "Don't want you to fall."
We struggled up the winding stairs. I couldn't help being aware of his hands on me... his eyes watching me carefully to make sure I didn't trip... he must've been mad... I wasn't going to trip for the world... I'd probably die... then Scorp would never hold my hand again...
Knock knock knock.
I glanced up. Scorp's mouth quirked up at one side. God he was gorgeous.
The door opened and Letty's head popped around. She stared at us, her eyes wide. I giggled. She looked silly...
"Scorpius Malfoy, what the fuck have you done with Rose?" She snatched my arm and hauled me towards her. I frowned when I lost contact with Scorp. I looked back at him... his eyes locked with my own. I tried pathetically to move my hand from Letty's but she wouldn't let me-
The door banged shut.
"Rose Weasely, you have some serious explaining to do. Once you're sober, that is."
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