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"Rose, don't cry, everyone's fine" Tim pats my back and I wipe the tear from my cheek
"Yeah, shut-up, Weasley."
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT INSULTS? YOU ARE IN TROUBLE AS IT IS. NOW DO YOU WANT TO BE EXPELLED?" McGonagall snapped at Rory, as she waved her wand and a wooden chair appeared in the spot next to Scorpius'. "You may sit as of now." She says. I stare at the ghost white boy who is bleeding, and I sigh as he shifts in his chair painfully.
"Tim? Did you find out what happened?" I say looking at him.
"Yes. Do you know what happened?" he says, confusion crossing his face.
"Yeah, Alice told me." I say. I look over at the professors and students who are talking all at once, defending the side they chose.
"Why did they ask you out here?" I ask Tim, standing to his level.
"Well, you best ask Malfoy over there!" He says, stress falling over his face, as he opens his lips to blow upward, his bangs flow up for a second, then flop back down in an angular fashion across his eye.
"Okay," I take a small pause "You alright?" I add, seeing his expression.
"Yeah, I just wish this would stop. We're always sucked into this." he sighs.
"I know...I hate it too," I lean in a bit and lower my voice "I hate him" I glance over at Rory, standing with a red expression, talking loudly to his sister who isn't objecting to the fact she was sleeping with Scorpius. I decide to talk to him.
"Hey," he says in a small pained voice.
"Scorpius, you're really hurt, and you need to go to the Hospital Wing now." I say.
"I can't," he says, his voice is scratchy and hurt.
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to make sure everyone was alright. When your friend came up to him, I was pretty...out of it, and I wanted to see if anyone else was hurt before I let anyone begin to heal me. I mean...it would be my fault."
"It's not your fault it's Rory's fault." I say in a soft voice, hoping that he will come with me to the Hospital Room.
"Well, is everyone fine?"
"Yes, Alice has a black eye, but I think but the professors came out after Rory hit her."
"I'll go to the hospital wing if you come with me and take your friend with us."
"Okay," I say "but I can't leave you here." I say looking at the fragile boy.
"No it's okay." He says waving me away. "Go get your friend and we can all go together." I'm about to argue when I realize that I can't take care of Scorpius. I'll faint at the smell of blood let alone a broken bone.
"Okay. I'll ask Tim to watch over you and make sure you're fine." I say and he smiles slightly.
"I don't need a babysitter for a broken leg and some cuts Weasley." He says as I walk away.
"I know, but I worry about you." I say and warmth touches his pained face. I continue to walk to Tim.
"Did he tell you he won't go?" Tim says as I walk by him. "He won't let anyone even touch him."
"Yeah, but I've persuaded him to come if Alice comes too. Can you tell the professors where we've gone and just...watch over Scorpius please?" I say.
"Sure, I'll see you in class?" he takes a minute to smile. I nod.
I smile back to the best of my ability, but I'm worried.
I find myself running as I go to get Alice. When I come to she's her talking to one of her cousins. "Alice-come-help-Scorpius-he's-hurt." I puff.
"What? Rose are you okay?" She looks concerned.
"I know Scorpius and I are, well...not friends any more, but he is badly injured and he won't go get healed unless you come too! Plus I can't help him! You know how squeamish I am." I say in a begging voice.
"Rose calm down okay? I'll help everything will be fine." she says standing up and placing her hand on my arm.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Of course it will!" She guides me to outside with her hand still on my arm comporting me.
We walk towards Scorpius. The blond looks as if he is ready to scream with pain, until he sees me, then he smiles without any trace of his old pained expression. I miss the way he does this- sensing my emotions and trying to make me feel better, if even for a second. When we were younger he would come over to the Burrow in the summer. Those were the days nightmares haunted my brain of Death Eaters that tried to capture me that one time or father and Uncle Harry in the hospital. "Alice is here to help you." I say. She bends down and examines his leg.
"It's broken." She says. I can't fix it but Madame Pompfrey can," She stands up."He can't walk on his own though. Rose you'll have to help him."
I hold out a hand and he takes it. His hand is clammy from the pain but I have forgotten how soft his skin is. He stands up, and all of the remaining color rushes from his face, along with his right leg going limp. He rests his hand on the back of the chair and lets out a painful (while unbelievably sexy) moan. "A-are you Okay?" I ask, a slight tremble in my voice as my stomach fights back the butterflies filling it at the noise.
"N-no, not exactly." He half groans, half screams as he tries yet again to stand up. He looks whiter than ever, and I hate myself for just standing there with my fingers on my lips holding in the sound that dares to escape my mouth as he makes these noises. "Mind if I...ooohhaahh" He nearly collapses at his third attempt at positioning himself on his left leg. I awkwardly walk over and grab his shoulder. As he takes a minute to breath loudly and whimpers, I'm ashamed of myself for being so turned on by his noises of pain, but I am, and I force myself to help him.
"As you were- umm saying..." I say, helping him sit back down.
"As I was saying mind if I- lean on your shoulder so I can walk?" I have no choice but to force a
"No of course I don't mind." out of my mouth. A knot turns in my stomach as he wraps his soft, sweaty-and might I say- muscular arm around my neck, and grunts as he pulls himself up to lean on me. I feel his warm body press against mine and he moans as he pulls his right leg behind him. I can't help but softly grunt at his soft skin against mine.
"Oh Rose, am I hurting you?" Scorpius said with worry filling his face, as his body tensed and he almost jumped off me.
"No, I just have to get used to your cold arm again." I say and his body eases back into mine and when we reach Alice I am slightly relieved, but then I remember we have to do it for another solid seven minutes at the least until we get to the hospital wing. As we limp along, Scorpius makes noises of pain, and I grind my teeth for about three minutes of this hell. When Scorpius requests a break, I gladly let him go as he leans his back on a wall, which results in a noise that makes me want to whimper. Alice, who can easily be described as the medical genius, doesn't seem to be affected. In fact, she acts on it in a medical manner as she bends down and rolls up his pant leg, resulting in the cold air chilling his wound, and effectively cooling it down. A sigh of relief exits Scorpius. "Does that feel better?" She asks. Scorpius looks down at her and nods gratefully. "Yeah loads, thanks!" he says and looks at me with those dark grey eyes that bore into your soul, stealing away your breath. I swallow hard. "Let's just get this over with." he says with his soft voice that, even though it's strained from the pain, is smooth. I nod, and throw his arm over my shoulder, feeling the soft skin clench as I pull the sweaty Slytherin onto my petite frame. We walk along for about five more minutes, and I have to tolerate more pained noises while we walk down the stairs, before finally entering the Hospital Wing. I help to delicately ease Scorpius into the bed, and finally release my grip on him, but he can't help but moan softly and yelp at me putting him in the bed.
Madame Pomfrey quickly goes to work on him and orders me to ice Alice's eye until she can heal it herself. I wave my wand, and the bag on top of the shelf flies at me. I catch it and fill it with ice and add a little bit of green potion just as I was told. The whole time I await another noise that will probably send me over the edge. I turn around at exactly the wrong moment. As Madame Pomfrey peels the white button up shirt off Scorpius and throws it on the floor with his robe and tie. Oh god, I wish I hadn't turned around because his chest was so sweaty, so bloody and so, well, hot. I almost squeal, and to make matters worse, he groans and clenches his fist, bunching up the covers as a rag drenched in potion is dragged across his wound. On his top of all of this, I can't bear to see him in pain.
"I-I I'm gonna go now!" I say, my voice trembling.
"N-no R-rose, P-please staaaayy-y" Scorpius begged as more potion was poured on him.
"I-I can't. I-I just can't. I-I'm so sorry" I say, handing Alice the ice pack and scrambling out. "Rose, please..." is all I hear as I shut the door behind me and run to class, a few tears rolling down my face.
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