Hope I havent kept you waiting too long! This chapter's pretty important so i wanted to give it some time. Hope you like it!


I took another swig of the Firewhiskey. I was starting to feel a tad woozy, the alcohol was really getting to my head. I tried to control myself. I was not going to give that git Malfoy the satisfaction of making a fool of myself in front of everyone.

Speaking of the devil, where was Malfoy? He was supposed to be "supervising" me or something.

I turned my head and spotted him a few meters to my right. He had Roxanne cornered.

Oh great. I wanted to watch this.

I stepped a bit closer. Once again, my curiosity had gotten the better of me.

I caught one of Roxanne's sentences: "…and anyway, your best mate has already asked me out, so quit trying to hook up with me. Go find someone your own size and temper to play with" she said before pushing him off her and stalking of proudly, her long hair swinging behind her.

Malfoy growled before turning my way. He smirked when he saw me.

"Eavesdropping again Weasly, I see. Our little encounter on the train didn't teach you anything?"

I stepped forward angrily and pushed a finger against his chest. Ouch. It was hard as rock.

"Listen here, Malfoy, that was Louis's girlfriend you were snogging on the train. So I believe I have every right to eavesdrop in order to protect my cousin's feelings."

He narrowed his eyes. "Protecting your dear cousin's feelings, were you? Of course, her Royal Highness Rose Weasly always acts for the benefits of others," He sneered.

I wanted to punch him. I really, really wanted to punch him straight in the face.

Instead I hit him squarely on the chest.

"Ouch!" I squealed. He had barely budged, while I may have broken a finger or two.

"Ouch?" he asked quizzically. Then he started laughing. I glared at him.

"Drink up, firecracker!" he ordered.

"Oh, sod off Malfoy" I said before lifting the bottle to my lips and gulping down the burning liquid.

I hiccoughed. "Oh, and by the way albino, I'm not dancing with you. I'd prefer to drink troll piss, and I know you have something up your sleeve."

"You want that truce or not? Scared of me Weasly?"

"Never" I retorted. We were really, really close now. And I was almost drunk.

I lifted my hands and tied my hair up. It was really getting in the way. Malfoy looked at my neck hungrily.

"Something you want Malfoy?" I smirked before downing the rest of the Firewhiskey. There. I had completed my part of the deal.

"That dance Weasly,"

"Never in a million years. By the way, I drunk the Firewhiskey, I've done my part."

"Oh no you haven't. The deal was for you to get drunk in front of everyone in here. You're not drunk, seeing as you don't slur and can think pretty reasonably. So…."

And with that he pulled out a bottle of Old Jack Brows Intoxicating Vodkawhiz. He was the limit.

"That's really strong, I'm not drinking that" I retorted, but just then I lost my balance and stumbled forward. He caught me and trapped me with his arms. I struggled but he was so strong I could hardly move.

I gave up. His arms felt surprisingly warm, like a strong protective shield. I tried to ignore the goose bumps that erupted on my arms at is touch. This is Malfoy, I thought.

"Well, well, well, if this isn't firecracker surrendering…" he murmured. All I could do was glare at him.

To my surprise he didn't speak further.

"Never, Malfoy" I said and slipped through his arms. I had taken him by surprise. I grabbed the bottle, glared at him and took a large gulp.

The liquid burned my throat and I choked down immediately. I started seeing stars and my head was spinning. I wasn't giving up.

"See Malfoy? I never surrender." I slurred before gulping down more of the drink.

"Hey, Weasly, no need to drink any more" he was starting to sound worried.

"No" I said before taking another sip. I stumbled around and he caught me again. I found out I didn't mind.

He tried to grab the bottle but put it behind my back before taking another quick sip. He was now holding my waist.

"That's enough Weasly" he finally managed to grab the bottle and quickly vanished it.

"Hey.." I was completely intoxicated.

"Alright, you're drunk, and seeing as this is the center of the dance floor it's considered "In front of everyone", so that's your part of the deal."

Oh, no. I was in the middle of the dance floor. In Scorpius Malfoy's arms. For everyone to see.

The prick had managed to get me over here.

"So, I think I'm having my dance now firecracker" and with that, he started guiding me in time with the music.

I struggled a bit and managed to steer us away from the centre, and then gave up. Malfoy lifted his hand and undid my patchy ponytail. My curls flowed down.

He started running a hand through them.

"For goodness' sake, why don't you ever let your hair down." he growled.

"Why do you hate me?" I asked dazedly.

"That's a question to which an answer I'd like to get from you" he said.

"Answer me" I demanded. "And not the usual shit about me being ugly and irritating. I'm only irritating when you're a git"

He kept on fingering my hair, his other hand at my waist.

"Think of it as my defense. You're always uptight, bossy and so unreachable. I can't treat you like the other girls. You hate me too, and that makes you irritating as hell"

His answer surprised me. I looked into his liquid silver eyes, before my vision started blackening, and they were the last thing I saw.


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