TeddyL/OC

Slytherin Common Room

I ran into the common room and Cora stood up from her armchair, following close behind.

I was beyond upset. How could he do this? He had really pushed his boundaries this time. I hated him. How could I expect him to be anything more than considerate of my feelings?

Falling into the comfort of my bed and hugging my pillow, Cora sits down on her bed and waits for me to speak.

"He," I began angrily.

"He?" she asked.

"Teddy," I said, disgusted just from just saying the name, "said Preston is snogging girls behind my back."

"And? It could be true. Why does it matter?" Cora said, concerned.

I fell backwards, letting my head hit the sheets. "It shouldn't. It just.. annoys me how much he has tried to hurt me. He was waiting, when he told me. For my reaction, I mean. He's gotten round with millions of tricks and he ran out of things to do so he got creative. He's good at that. And now he's reached an all time low. I've talked to Preston. He seems disgusted that I would even suggest he would do that."

"But he helped you," Cora said, as confused as I was. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the regret. I had probably done the wrong thing, made the wrong assumptions. I had been surprised and had reacted angrily. Perhaps I should apologise. No, we hate each other anyways, and he was probably overjoyed to be the one to tell me the news. News? Maybe he heard it somewhere and thought it was true. I would have noticed if Preston was...

"Speaking of help, thanks. It was all my fault anyways. My medallion... See? Pixies like shiny things! It attracted the little demon and.. Well, pffft, guess it wasn't very lucky," Cora laughed. A second later, her reassuring snores filled the room. I sat back up and Jules walked in.

"Oh hey!" she said, cheerily.

"Hey! What's got you so smiley and happy?" I said, smiling as well. Her bounciness was rubbing off on me.

"Oh, well... Let's see... There's this guy. Nope, not telling you who. I might just reveal him to you guys at the Halloween dance. Anyways, he's just so nice and romantic. And good looking. God, he's just perfect!" Jules gushed, "He took me on the best date ever. We went out by the lake and he told me he loved me and... We talked about all the problems he has in his life..."

She trailed off and I wondered if I could ever be as much in love as she was. Of course, the whole thing was a little too cheesy for my liking, but she seemed like she was in another world. Her smile had flickered away near the end though, and she looked up at me confusedly.

"Uh, I'm going to sleep," she said, hesitantly before jumping into bed.

Teddy's POV

I hit the desk and sent a number of first years scurrying away.

"To be fair that's kind of a hard thing to take in," Twy offered, consolingly.

"Hard to take in? He is a cheating jerk!" I yelled.

*"Tell me everything," she demanded, and I blinked several times. She really wanted to talk about this... Now? I puffed out my cheeks and sent her a long look.

"Preston's cheating on you. He's pretty much snogging half the girls in our year," I explained. I stood there, watching her face for emotion. There wasn't any. Then, anger. I had expected this part, but not what came next.

"And you honestly expect me to believe you?" she shot, giving me a contemptuous glare.

"What? Yes I expect you to believe this! If you don't, you're a fool," I blurted out.

"Well thanks for helping me on the pitch, but I don't think you have any idea what you're talking about with Preston and I," she said, flatly, walking away.

"No, wait!" I yelled, running after her and grabbing her arm, "Why is it so hard to believe that he is a slimy git who doesn't think twice about hurting you to meet his own ends?"

"Well what about you? You fit the description as well. Why should I trust you over my boyfriend?" She said, gritting her teeth.

I stumbled for a moment and stopped, running my hand through my hair and watching her retreating back. "Fine! The two of you deserve each other anyways!" I yelled. She ignored me and kept on walking, at which point I wanted to punch something*

"Teddy, maybe if you tried talking to her again-" Twy started.

"I am not talking to that woman again. I was trying to help her and she accused me of lying," I said, bitter.

"How did you know anyways?" Twyford asked.

"Oh, I was out late patrolling the corridors," Teddy said, rubbing his temple, "And I caught him and some girl from our house snogging. Lindsey, I think it was. Disgusting. In the end I gave Preston two weeks of detention that he now needs to do with Professor Vector."

"Hmmm... I see you've been abusing your head boy privileges to no end," Twy chuckled, "But at least he got punished, right? And Spencer will come around."

"Urghn, why did I have to tell her? I should have just minded my own business. She was right! I'm her enemy and will probably stay that way," I said bitterly, running my hand through my hair frustratedly, "Stupid, stupid, stupid..."

Twyford looked at me pitifully and got up to change into his pyjamas. The door swung open and Harvey accompanied by Henry walked in.

"Hey! What's going on?" Harvey said in a boisterous spirit.

"Ah, nothing. I have to get to the prefects/head meeting," I groaned, remembering suddenly. Bidding them farewell, I made my way down to the fourth floor and greeted a group of tired, too-old-for-their-age students.

When the meeting was over. I returned to the Gryffindor dorms to find Harvey and Twy passed out on their beds while Henry sat around a half finished game of gobstones.

"How was the meeting?" Henry asked.

"Great, we decided on an agreeable colour scheme, music, and entertainment for the Halloween dance," I answered.

"Awesome! This is going to be so cool!" he exclaimed.

"For fifth, sixth, and seventh years at least. The younger ones aren't allowed unless they're someone's date," I grinned.

I rolled up the covers and blew out the lamp on my bed-side table.

"Wake up!" Harvey said, snapping his fingers a'fore my face. With a jolt, I straightened up and looked around.

"What?" I hollered.

"You were almost face-planting in your cereal, mate," he answered coolly. I looked down. Oh yeah, I had quite forgotten about that.

"So who will you be taking to the Halloween dance?" he asked.

"Don't know, you?" I reply, staring down my bowl of cereal.

"I think I might ask out Cora," Harvey said, thoughtfully.

"But she's a Slytherin," Henry added in.

Harvey shrugged. "Well she doesn't act Slytherin and she's good looking. And her family comes from a small, lesser known pureblood line that has had no connection with dark wizards..."

"Staaaalllkkkkeeeerr," Henry commented, grinning ear to ear.

"Shut up," Harvey said, but he was grinning as well.

Spencer's POV

"Halloween dance is only two Saturdays away!" Jules screamed, pointing to the Slytherin common room's public announcement board. Jules was mad with joy; screaming things about dresses, haircuts, and pedicures. Me and Cora left quickly. Knowing Jules, she'd rant about the dance all day. Anyways, Preston was announcing the tryout outcomes today and Cora was too nervous to be worrying about the dance as well.

We approached Preston apprehensively and he looked up from his clipboard.

"What?" he asked, still strained from the abandonment and later accusation I had placed so tastelessly the other day.

"Oh, uh, we just came to see the tryout listings," I said. He nodded, handing me the clipboard. My eyes ran down the list, and again and again. I checked the beater section again. Cora wasn't there.

"Cora was easily the best beater. These others... They're second years!" I sputtered.

"I nearly got killed by that one bludger she hit! Not to mention her going haywire afterwards," Preston said defensively.

"That was just one time. The others were no better. And the only reason she was like that was because of the pixie and she's allergic. So that's not going to happen again," I protested.

"Look, I'm sorry Spencer, but the other beaters already know. I can't tell them I've just changed my mind or something. The good news is Cora can be like an... An understudy!" Preston said, sympathetically.

"It's fine, Spencer, I can always try again next year!" she said, not portraying any sign of sadness.

"Well... Alright then..." We traipsed awkwardly back to our table and sat down next to Jules and two of her friends.

"What's with the long face?" I asked, for Jules looked absolutely distraught.

"The guy I- hic- like is going with -hic- this total -hic- bitch," she stammered. Then, she got up without finishing her owl-o's which were getting pretty soggy anyways. I can only assume the matter was Halloween dance related.

"Who?" I inquired at her retreating figure. She didn't look back and I turned to exchange a look with Cora that agreed with her confused shrug.

Finishing up, we stood to go to our common room to do Monday's homework (which wasn't much) and perhaps waste our time playing wizarding chess or dung bombs.

Exiting the Great Hall, I looked up the see Teddy. "Actually, Cora, I'll catch up to you later..."

"Hello Teddy," I said, stepping out in front of him as he walked by.

"What is it now, Loveless? Come to reprimand me again?" he snarled.

"Hmmm lacks cheer. You need to put more effort into your greetings," I said automatically. He rolled his eyes and walked past me, entering the Great Hall.

"No wait! Lupin! That's not what I meant to say! Wait!" I said, following after him; I had meant to apologise after all. He seated himself at the Gryffindor table and, after a moment of stealing myself to go, sat down next to him. He looked surprised, but continued maple-syrupping his pancakes.

"Look, I'm sorry," I said quietly, glaring back at the Gryffindorks who were staring at me with disparaging (and utterly rude) expressions on their butt ugly faces.

"Yeah, me too," he said, taking a bite of his food, not looking at me.

"Well... Is there anything I can do?" I asked anxiously. He still didn't look at me.

"Yeah, pass the cream," he said, sliding another pancake onto his plate. I did as he asked and he continued eating. 'GODDAMMIT LOOK AT ME I'M TRYING TO APOLOGISE!' I screamed in my head, but what came out was, "Err, is that all?"

He gave a noncommittal jerk of the head before getting up and leaving. What just happened? I stole a piece of toast off the Gryffindor table before running after him.

"TEDDY!" I scream, and Professor Mcgonagall looked up from her seat of headmistress disapprovingly.

Finally catching up to him in the corridor leading to the library, I put a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to make him stop and to my surprise he halts abruptly and turns around. It takes about five seconds for me to register what's happening. Teddy has his arms wrapped around me while I'm... sort of complying to the kiss; a language of the lips. My toast drops to the floor. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT.

/A/N So like... Yeah that happened. Before Teddy was kind of in the confusion of liking Spencer and just realising it and also confused by what was going on with the whole Preston thing. I hope that was clear enough but I'm not too sure./