April 30th 1998
Santana's sure that God's revenge on humans is the hangover.
She's pretty damn sure as her alarm clock (a gift from Brittany) starts beeping. Sher stretches her arm and starts pounding lightly, but the alarm goes on and that causes her to open her eyes. She's on the floor, with only her Gryffindor boxers (a gift from the Weasley twins) and her bra, and she's pretty sure the smell in the room is not dampness.
She stands up and realisation hits her hard, really hard.
Her head connects with her desk and she grunts as she falls down to the ground.
But that's not realisation, realisation is watching Brittany's very, very naked body kneeling in front of her.
'Sex. It definitely smells like sex.' she thinks while she smiles softly
"Are you alright?" She questions as she plants a kiss in her aching forhead
"Never been better..." she mutters as the head ache increases
Brittany giggles at her childlish behaviour and hands her a hangover potion.
A barely audible 'Thanks' is heard and Santana gulps the thing down in one chug even though it tates like Troll's butt, not like she's ever you know, tasted one, but she thinks this would be the way it would taste.
Santana glances at the clock and smiles, then she starts crawling towards Brittany.
"Wha-What are you doing? We are gonna be la-late" the blonde stutters as Santana advances
Santana silences her with a rough kiss and Brittany's thought quickly vanish.
The Latina has never been so happy about her alarm being set 2 hours before breakfast even begins.
'To save water, shower with a friend!' or so a muggle commercial says and Santana happily followed the advice.
Now, in her everyday robes she walks into the Great Hall with her pinkie locked with Brittany's.
After yesterday's match, Santana convinces Brittany in sitting with the Gryffindors.
Catcalls and wolf whistles start as soon as they are spotted by her fellow lions, but they stop as quickly as they started with Snape's cold glare.
"Great job yesterday, Lopez. And what can I say of the after party." Finn says with a smug smirk that means he finally lost his V card
"I can't help but agree. And it looks you two had your own special party, huh?" Ginny signals the numerous hickeys in Santana's neck and collarbone, earning more catcalls than before and a fist bump from Puck
"Oh shut it, Weasley. You so want this body." Santana poses briefly making Ginny blush redder than a tomato
Everyone in the table laughs and Ginny just slumps into her seat.
"How rude of you! Not inviting Puckasaurus to the party." Puck exclaimes while flexing his 'guns', as he likes to call his biceps
"Not in a million years, Puckerman. I'd rather invite Weasley than you; or anyone else, for the matter."
And with that, more laughs and another flustered Ginny, the conversation about the previous nights stops and breakfast begins.
The day goes by, and Santana walks down the halls as her last class ends.
Everything is calm and peacef-
'Scratch that.' Santana thinks as she sees Malfoy's goons approach through the crowd.
She thinks she's off the hook because Crabbe and Goyle seemingly pass by, but when she feels both of her arms being grabbed and she's slammed against the wall and her feet hit a cauldron causing the whole student body to freeze.
Malfoy appeares out of nowhere and stands infront of her.
"What a surprise to meet you here, Malfoy. Seemingly breaking my arm and trying to kill me wasn't enough, huh?" Santana retorts as her muscles ache from the hard impact and from yesterday's injuries
"No, it wasn't because you didn't die, Lopez." Pansy Parkinson chimes in with a smug smirk
"Oh, hey Pansy. Trying to get into my pants again?" Santana replies with a mocking tone that makes Pansy blush and the spectators gasp
"Shut it, Lopez. She's my girlfriend now." Malfoy hisses
"I see, so he's your beard, how interes-" a punch lands in her stomach and cuts her off
It takes Santana a moment to recover the lost air and she smirks lazily. A crowd has already formed and some are even levitating to see.
"You still hit like a girl. Oh wait, your a girl! So your not her beard after all."
Malfoy retracts his fist and Santana visibly cringes but Pansy stops him grabbing his fist.
"Stop. You didn't come for this."
"I don't care." He replies and lands another solid punch
Santana can see from the corner of her eye Puck and Sam being seized from stepping in by Finn and Mike, but they also look like they want to join in.
"So, Malfoy, as I was saying, what's the occasion?"
"I see you still don't have manners after being beat up, but anyways. The occasion is, Lopez, the Carrows and Snape sent me here to give you a lesson, so don't anyone bother in stopping this. I was told to not use magic and talk to you and I am following those exact rules."
"Wow, who thought you could talk this much? You lost me in 'I see'. Sorry pal."
He punches her again.
"Say I win, Lopez." Malfoy orders
"Never." Santana whispers and is barely heard
Both of the Carrows and the rest of the teachers are watching now, even Mc Gonagall.
Everytime she takes a step forward the Carrows signal her not to.
This time after the expected punch arrives, the crowd flinches when Santana opens her mouth to mutter a comeback.
"You've already lost, Malfoy. You lost the moment you were weak enough to ask for permission to hit me. A scaredy little snake, seemingly. You also lost when you required someone to immobilize me in order to land a punch, I'd kick your ass otherwise, and we both know that."
He punches her and this time, her whole body tingles with pain that makes Santana's knees buckle and give in, but Crabbe and Goyle keep her in place.
"See, I told you so. I win, coward." she says and wipes the blood that starts dripping from her mouth with her white sleeve, staining it bright red.
Before anyone can move, Snape finally steps in.
"That's enough, Malfoy. Crabbe, Goyle, release her."
Santana lands with a thud and Snape stands infront of her.
"Not what I expected, but it will do. I hope this gives you a lesson for not messing with authorities and students. Evans and Puckerman, scort her to Madam Pomfrey."
Sam and Puck pick her up easily and with a 'GET OUTTA HERE' from Puck, they're off.
Spending two consecutive days immbolized in a bed hearing Madam Pomfrey muttering how 'reckless teenagers are these days' is not cozy, at all.
And it isn't because the same group of girls that stalked her the day before are there again.
They all take turns in wishing her the best and leaving gifts in the table and one of them- Elizabeth, Santana thinks-even tried to land a kiss on her, but luckily in that moment, all her friends arrive and break the moment.
"Miss Lopez needs to rest, girls. You can visit her another time, your turn had ended like half an hour ago anyways." Madam Pomfrey mutters the last part and signals the door
All the girls groan in protest and it scares Santana to death to see how they are still synchronized.
Saying their goodbyes, the girls leave not before Elizabeth blows her a kiss and winks at her.
"Wow, Lopez. How did you manage to do that?" Puck says while wolfwhistling
"Do what?" Santana groans as her stomach hurts when she shifts
"Make them all fall in love, mate! Those girls are crazy for you, and what can I say about Elizabeth man, I'd definitely mak-" Finn starts talking while gesturing but thank lord Quinn stops him with her elbow
Someone clears their throat, and Santana is 99% sure it's her.
'Yep, I'm doomed' she curses in her mind as everyone stare mouth opened at a really, really pissed off Brittany.
"Hey Baby." Santana tries but flinches at the blonde's glare
"Don't 'baby' me, I saw you."
"But I didn't do anything!" Santana reasons but it's futile
"That's right, you didn't do anything to stop her!"
The conversation escales really quickly and it becomes a full fight with still all their friends still present.
"Well, what about Abrams and how he always flirts with you!" Santana hisses angrily
"I always tell him no, while you just let all of those girls swoon and flirt with you!"
"What do you want me to do? Tell them to fuck off, they are dangerous and you know it. One of them tried to poison me when I told her no!"
"If poising is what it takes, then do it! I don't care, besides, you let that slutty veela drag you around! She winked at you, she fucking winked!"
"I can't control her or tell her what to do! She's the one who controls me. And Elizabeth is half Metamorphmagus and half veela, Brittany."
"Oh no." Rachel whispers as Santana realises what she just said
"She used her full name." Kurt adds with a gasp
"The girl's dead." Mercedes mutters
"Well then, go with this Elizabeth if you want her so much, 'cause I'm tired of it." The calmness in her voice freezes everyone and Santana's is pretty sure her heart has just stopped beating as Brittany makes her way through the door
"What? No, Britt-"
In a second, Samtana's up from her bed and with a flick of her wand, in her robes.
"Stop right there lady!" Madam Pomfrey begins but is shushed by Quinn and Puck
"We'll take care of it, now go before you fuck it up even more!" Quinn yells while casting a sleeping spell in the nurse
It took 3 hours 43 minutes and 27 seconds to convince Brittany that nothing was going on with Elizabeth, that she was sorry and that she loved her.
Now, with her shirt half off and her skirt soon to follow, Santana smiles as Brittany assaults her neck.
They say angry sex is the best way to end a fight and the Latina sure as hell knows that.
It's almost past curfew when Santana and Brittany descend down the stairs with frizzled hair and red marks in their necks.
The surprising part is finding all of the New Directions (as they call themselves) waiting there.
"About damn time! I didn't know it took so much for you to be sexually satisfied!" Quinn yells and everyone laughs as the couple blushes
"I was planning on going up there to help you out." Puck chimes in with a wink
Santana punches him in the shoulder hard and as they all sit down to enjoy their last moments together until McGonagall ushers them to their respective dorms.
I don't really know what I was thinking about in this chap but I think I like it.
Just 3 more days for the battle, so stay tuned guys (:
