A/N: Hello my darlings! Midterms are coming up so instead of studying I thought I should write another chapter instead. See how much I love you guys? :)
Professor McGonagall looked at her in disbelief. "You're being hunted?"
Lyra nodded her head.
"By whom?"
"I…I don't know his name." Lyra looked completely frightened even thinking about the man in her nightmares. "He has…" Yellow eyes. "…he…he has…" Sharp teeth. "…he's…" Frightfully strong. "…he has a…" Laugh that shakes your very soul. " I don't know how to describe him…He's just dangerous." Pure evil.
"Rose."
Lyra flinched and quickly covered her ears. "Please…please don't call me that," she said almost like a whisper.
"I don't understand." Professor McGonagall stared at her most favorite pupil. "What's made you fear your own name?"
"He'll find me that way." Tears were forming in her eyes. "Whenever someone calls me by my name, my real name, it's like he knows where I am." She began to tremble. "It's like..."
"…Nomini reperio," McGonagall muttered underneath her breath.
Lyra looked up. "Professor?"
"That's the spell that's allowing him to detect you when someone identifies you." Lyra wiped away her tears and looked at the headmistress with hope in her eyes. She knew the spell. Maybe she could find a counter spell. "Whoever this man may be is very powerful. Only a handful of wizards and witches are able to cast this spell."
Lyra's face fell. "What am I supposed to do?" She looked at the aging witch for help. "I can't run forever." Lyra began twisting her robes. "He'll find me again and put me away with the others."
"Again? Others?" McGonagall got up from behind the desk and sat down next to Lyra. "What aren't you telling me?" Lyra looked away. "Lyra! Talk to me! What did he do to you?"
Tears formed in Lyra's eyes again. "He…" knock knock
Professor McGonagall and Lyra stared at the office door. Knock knock. Professor McGonagall let out a frustrated sigh and flicked her wand to open the door.
A certain platinum haired, grey-eyed boy poked his head through the door opening. "Professor, you wanted to speak to me?" His eyes darted to Lyra.
Professor McGonagall looked at the clock on her desk. Five minutes until four. "You're early." Scorpius began to retreat out the door. "But please come in and have a seat, Mr. Malfoy." She got up and sat behind her desk again. Once seated, she saw Lyra beginning to get up. "Please stay seated, Miss Esowese. This will concern you as well." Lyra sat back down looking at the headmistress curiously but saying nothing. All-the-while avoiding the glances Scorpius was shooting her way.
"Mr. Malfoy," Professor McGonagall coughed to get her mind back on task and away from her recent discussion with Lyra. "as you may have already noticed, Miss Wood will no longer be working with you as Head Girl. Because of her father's involvement with starting the Americas' Quidditch League, she has been transferred to Salem Witches' Institute in the States. Therefore, we are in need of a new Head Girl." Professor McGonagall paused and stared at Lyra. "Due to such circumstances, the only other person I believe to be qualified would be you, Miss Esowese."
Lyra began to protest but was silenced by the headmistress' hand beckoning her to wait until she was finished. "Before you say anything, Lyra. I would really like you to consider this as a very good option for your predicament. It can really benefit you. Ly…" Professor McGonagall stopped mid-sentence and stared at Lyra with wide eyes.
Lyra turned to Scorpius who also had a surprised expression on his face but not one matching that of the headmistress. She suddenly looked down at her hair. It was no longer the straight black hair she had come accustomed to but the red fiery mane of years prior. "Bloody hell," she muttered under her breath. The clock on Professor McGonagall's desk flashed 4:00 pm.
"Ro…" Rose launched herself at Scorpius and covered his mouth quickly.
"Please." She pleaded chocolate eyes meeting metal ones. "Please don't say my name. I'm begging you."
"But Ro…"
"Silencio." They both looked up to see Professor McGonagall with her wand pointed at Scorpius. "Scorpius," Professor McGonagall paused to look right at Scorpius, "you need to keep her identity a secret." She gestured at Rose. "You can't tell anyone she's here. And under no circumstance are you allowed to utter her name. Am I understood?"
Scorpius nodded his head and watched as the headmistress took the spell off him. "I won't mention this to anyone, but I don't understand why I can't." He looked at Rose for an answer. He was then able to actually look at her features more closely. 'She somehow managed to become lovelier than I had remembered. Of course I saw her in a dark corridor while I was standing behind a suit of armor. Nonetheless, she was quite the looker. She had pale, creamy skin with a light sprinkle of freckles across her nose. Her hair cascaded down well passed her shoulders towards her hips like lava flowing out of a volcano; it always seemed to have a glow about it. Wait I said hips…Merlin, those hips. If only I could…oh she's looking at me. I should look into her eyes. Those eyes. I missed those chocolate eyes. Full of life and so warm and inviting. Her lips are starting to move. They're so...haha rosy. So full and so kissable. I wonder what it'd feel like to kiss those, oh wait, she was talking to me.'
"…can't tell you." Rose looked into Scorpius' eyes. "You understand right?"
Scorpius gave a confused look. "Uhh…" He nodded slowly.
"You weren't listening to me, were you?" Scorpius gave a sheepish grin. Rose glared at the boy beside her. "You haven't changed, have you, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy!? I thought you would have picked up on some manners since I've been gone. Merlin, forbids you become somewhat polite!"
"Now listen here, Ro…you!" Scorpius caught himself before saying her name. "You can't come waltzing in here like you never left and start telling me what to do again! If you haven't noticed, I'm no longer that little pansy boy that comes running at your beck and call! If I don't want to listen to your obnoxious voice, I don't have to listen! Even further more!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU," Scorpius and Rose turned towards the headmistress. "Sit…down!" They quickly sat down without uttering another word. "I expected better from both of you. Especially you, Mr. Malfoy. You are Head Boy. You need to act like one."
"Yes, Professor McGonagall," Scorpius replied with his hung. Rose snickered.
"And you, Miss We…young lady." Professor McGonagall focused her attention towards Rose. "You might have been gone, but I expect you to know how to act accordingly. You are to be Head Girl. And that comes with many responsibilities. It leaves no room for such bickering."
"But professor, I really don't want to be…" Rose began to protest, but was stopped by Professor McGonagall's pursed lip.
"You will be Head Girl. And you WILL like it. Am I understood?" Professor McGonagall gave her a stern look.
"Yes, professor." Rose could practically hear the smirk on Scorpius' face forming.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy, I expect you to escort the new Head Girl to her tower so she can pack her things and bring her to her new dorm. As for you, young lady, I think it's time to take your polyjuice potion and leave with Mr. Malfoy."
As if she just realized who she was, Rose quickly pulled out a vial of her potion. "Of…of course, professor."
Scorpius watched as Rose chugged her potion and slowly transform into Lyra. She turned from the tall, fiery goddess to the petite, reserved stranger with straight black hair and ivory skin. He watched as she pulled out her thick framed glasses and got up.
"Thank you for the talk, professor." Lyra said to the headmistress.
"I'm sure we will have another talk very soon." Professor McGonagall made sure to stress very. "Now go ahead and move into the Head's dorm. Mr. Malfoy will explain your Head responsibilities to you once you're settled."
Lyra nodded and followed Scorpius out of the office.
They walked in silence towards the Gryffindor Common Room. Lyra walked a little behind Scorpius and was able to get a really good look at her old friend. He was right to say he wasn't a little boy anymore. Pansy, maybe, but no where near little. He towered over her petite form making her look even smaller. He now had broad shoulders and very distinct muscles. His hair was still the platinum blonde of his youth but now it was styled with mouse and gel to give a bed head look. She hadn't noticed before but he didn't have his robes on, which made it easier for her to see his back muscles under his white button up. Lyra's view slowly worked its way down towards his bum. She didn't know what compelled her to do it, but she stared at it for a good while and wondered what it would feel like to grab it.
"You can, you know."
Scorpius' voice brought her out of her trance. "Can what?" She replied a little too quickly.
"Grab it," He said while still walking and looking forward.
Lyra stopped walking and stared at Scorpius. "Grab what, may I ask?" Lyra prayed to Merlin he couldn't read her mind.
"My arse." Scorpius turned to face her, her once signature smirk plastered on his handsome face. "You've been staring at it for a good while." He read it.
"Huhhhuh…." She tried to laugh it off but sounded like a dying manticore. She then decided it was better to shrug it off and roll her eyes. She then caught his eyes and saw how they sparkled with delight because of her discomfort. She glared at him, "Don't be so full of yourself!" She began walking passed him. "As if I'd want to touch your deformed…" Lyra soon found herself pinned between him and the wall again. She shuddered. Not from fear this time, but from the closeness.
"Are you sure about that?" Scorpius grabbed Lyra's hand and pulled it towards his arse. His face seemed to have gotten closer to hers in the process. She tried to resist but to no avail, which made Scorpius' smirk turn into an almost smile.
Lyra began to panic frantically. 'Bloody hell, I'm about to touch..'
"SCORPYYY?!" Scorpius halted all movement. "Did you come all the way up her to see me? I've missed…WHO THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS SLAG!?" The voice screeched causing the windows near them to shake.
A/N: Kind of another cliffy. I'll try to update as soon as I can. Please review/subscribe/favorite. It makes me happy! :D
