Chapter 3: Alone with your thoughts

"But Scorpius, you don't mean that, you love me and you always will." She tilted her head to the side, giving him a glare. "Do you understand? Or I will be telling the Headmaster what you have been doing in the girls and boys bathrooms." A smirk started to form at the corners of her lips.

Scorpius raised an eyebrow at her threats, "and what makes you think I'm so scared?"

"Well, I doubt your father would be amused with what you have done, since you are supposed to be his perfect son." She was now smirking.

"Dominique, I already know you have nothing on me, just making pity threats." He crossed his arms, rolled his eyes and shrugged.
She stepped closer to him, leaned in close to his ear, "that's what you think, Malfoy; it's called blackmail for a reason." She laughed lightly and pulled away.

A shiver ran up Scorpius' spine, "well then, I'll have to think about this. Now if you excuse me, I have studying to do." Scorpius turned away from her and walked off toward the Slytherin common room.
Dominique called after him, "you have until tomorrow night; or I'll tell!" She smiled to herself.

Scorpius walked down to his common room entrance and whispered the words, "Pure-Blood"; giving him entrance to the passage that would lead him to the common room. The rocks closed behind him as he stepped within the passage and made his way to the common room. From there, he took the left stairs down into the guys dormitories and entered the first dorm on the right. Scorpius walked over to his bed and laid down on it; he looked up at the ceiling while he ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. He lied, he didn't have to study, he did that earlier, as usual. He was their alone with just his thoughts.

What seemed like moments, passed and thoughts filled his mind. He couldn't deny his feelings for Rose no matter what he tried; they were there and they weren't going away. Should he make a Pros and Cons list? His mother used to make them all the time when she was faced with a tough situation. But, there were already more cons he could think of than Pros, either way Rose would be hurt. At least his father wouldn't be disappointed in him. The biggest con of all, that the list could have is staying with Dominique, "obsessive, annoying, crazy, psycho," Scorpius whispered to himself.

The stench of blood started to fill the air around Scorpius, he looked down at his shirt and realized that it still had Roses blood on it. Scorpius swung his legs to the side of the bed, stood and walked over to his wardrobe. He unbuttoned his white shirt, taking it off his shoulders and tossing the shirt into his dirty laundry basket. Opening the wardrobe he grabbed the first shirt he found, plain and black, putting it on. Then, he took off his pants that were also stained with a bit of blood tossing them with his white shirt. Instead he put on a pair of plaid pajama pants. After they were on he went to his bed and crawled under the covers.

Thoughts of Rose filled his mind, he thought of her soft voice, her smile, her eyes that he could stare into all day long. He started to wonder how she was doing in the hospital wing. Was she sleeping? Was she awake? What is she dreaming about? What is she thinking about? He wish he could know these things, read her mind, but he can't. One word slipped from his mouth in a form of a whisper as he started to drift off to sleep, "beautiful."

Adam and Tory burst into the room, causing Scorpius to groan and pull his covers over his head. Adam looked over at Scorpius' bed, "woah, what's your problem?" Adam said.

"It was a long night," Scorpius mumbled under the covers, "go to bed."

Troy picked up Scorpius' shirt with his wand, "want to explain the blood on your clothes?" He raised an eyebrow.
Scorpius sat up, letting the covers drop to his lap, "can't a man just sleep?"

Troy and Adam looked at each other before simultaneously saying, "no."