Scorp is on top of me.
Well, this is my fault, of course. If I hadn't been running behind him while he tried to bring me out to the Quidditch pitch I never would have tripped…and then consequently tripped him, which then landed us in this compromising position.
So here we are, outside, completely alone and he's staring at me with those grey-blue eyes and straddling me with his hands on either side of my head and his face is almost touching mine. And I want to him to kiss me. I'm just staring at his lips with their stubble and I just want him to…but I can't, we can't.
"Scorp?" I wonder if he's as affected by our positioning as I am. If he wants to …
Then his lips are on mine, snogging me furiously. I react almost immediately, snogging him back. He grinds into me, pressing his body against mine. And he tastes so good. I delve my hands into his hair and he groans and I start to twist on the hair on the back of his neck
His lips move to my neck and I moan his name. I can't help it. Fuck. His hands are everywhere at once, my waist, my thighs, my hair, my face. I arch into him, begging him to touch me more. My hands fiddle with the bottom of his shirt and I'm just about to take it off when…
…I wake up, sweating in my bed. My sheets are twisted around me and I see that it's still dark outside.
Fuck. This is the fifth night in a row that I've had a sexy dream about him! This is definitely not good! Ever since that day in the corridor hiding from Hank…gah! And we've been forced to spend more time together than ever because Layla and Al are always off snogging, Ian and Luca are off snogging their girlfriends of the week, and Em and Hugo are off snogging. We're all alone in a world filled with couples snogging!
That's it! That's why I've been having these dreams! Not because I want Scorp but because I'm constantly surrounded by all these couples and I don't have Hank to snog anymore. Or maybe it's just teenage hormones.
Whatever it is, it needs to stop. This is majorly uncool.
I glance around and realize that everyone else in my dormitory is asleep. They're probably not having sexy dreams about their friends!
I grab a book off of my nightstand and quietly make my way down to the common room. Oh, this is just bloody perfect!
Ethan Wright is sitting in my favorite armchair, reading a book.
How incredibly awkward.
See Ethan and I have a bit of a history.
Ethan's extremely smart but has always been a bit shy. And I'm being completely honest here: attractive in a weird way. Like, in a you-have-to-look-at-him-a-few-times-before-you-realize-he's-actually-quite-attractive way.
Anyway, Ethan and I used to have these fabulous discussions on the books we have read (both Muggle and magical alike) and we actually became quite close friends.
Until I ruined it by asking him to Hogsmeade one time two years ago.
Oh dear, this is becoming a pattern isn't it? I really should stop falling for the cute sexy boys that I'm friends with.
Anyway, Ethan was really sweet about it. He said something along the lines of "I really like you as a friend and a person that I can discuss my books with" but being a mere fourteen years of age I was crushed.
To this day the only person that I had ever told about Ethan was Scorp and that's only because Scorp found me crying after Ethan had rejected me. Now that I think about it, it was actually really unlike Scorp to threaten to tell Al about the whole Ethan Fiasco.
The weird thing is: Ethan hasn't really talked to me since that day. I mean even after I got over the rejection thing, he seemed almost intimidated to talk to me…
"Reading a good book?" I ask him.
He looks up at me, startled. "Oh, um, hello Rose," he says quietly.
I'm suddenly feeling very bold. "Ethan? Why don't we talk anymore?"
"Um." He looks a bit uncomfortable.
"I mean, I'm totally over the whole rejection thing now and I've always enjoyed our lovely book discussions."
"It probably had something to do with Malfoy and Potter threatening to break every bone in my body if I ever hurt you again."
THEY DID WHAT NOW? But, Albus doesn't know about this!
"I'm sorry, what?"
Ethan fidgets a little. "Yeah, well they found me and threatened me a little while after…well you know."
"But I never even told Albus about it! That's so mean of them!"
I am in shock. Who gave them the right to go and threaten sweet little Ethan Wright?
"Don't worry about it Rose." Ethan smiles at me. "I'm enjoying this fantastic book. I wonder if you've read it, Crime and Punishment by Fodor Dostoevsky? It's quite fascinating actually."
Huh, I've actually never read that one before.
"No, I haven't read that one before! But maybe I could borrow it after you've finished?"
He smiles at me. "I'll probably finish by tomorrow. You know me, once I start a book I can't ever seem to put it down."
I glace at the clock. I suddenly register that it's three in the morning and Ethan's still in his school robes.
"Have you even gone to sleep?"
"No," he shakes his head, "too good of a book, you know the feeling."
"True."
Suddenly he becomes serious again. "Why did you talk to me tonight? You usually just ignore me."
Because I'm trying to forget the sexy dream that I just had that involved my best friend grinding on me.
"I don't really know. I guess I just felt a bit like a Gryffindor tonight."
Ethan makes a face. "Speaking of Gryffindors, Rose…you really shouldn't be seeing that Lutfy prick. He's such an obnoxious, contemptible, person!"
Ethan has a big vocabulary.
I roll my eyes at him. He's starting to sound like the boys and we've only just became friends again for a few minutes!
"I only went on one date with him Ethe! Merlin, you're starting to sound like the boys!"
He smirks at me. "And how are Em and Hugo? Al and Layla? Ian and Katherine? Luca and Claire?"
"What are you doing, stalking my friends?" I tease him.
He chuckles. "I'm just very observant."
"Of course you are."
"How's Malfoy?" he asks me, raising one of his eyebrows.
Well hell. And here I thought I was going to forget about Scorp and that dream I had just had.
"Fine," I reply.
"And how are his slags?"
Ethan helped me come up with the name 'The Slags', granted, we were both thirteen when we came up with it so it's not very creative…but it works all the same.
"As tarty as ever, I assume." I can't help that my voice has an annoyed tone when I say this. Stupid tarty slags.
"Mhmm..." he gives me this knowing stare.
It's creepy. I've forgotten how observant Ethe is.
"How about you Ethe? Any girlfriends I should threaten to hurt if they break your heart?"
He blushes. "No…no…"
"Ahhh I see. But there is a girl." There totally is a girl! I can see that look on his face!
"So did you ever read The Scarlet Letter? I found it fascinating and I really liked how Hawthorne portrayed Hester as a strong, independent woman even though that was so against the-"he quickly tries to change the subject.
"Oh alright, Ethe! I give up! I won't question you about your mystery girl!"
I laugh at him and soon he joins in.
We continue to talk books for a while. He's read so many of them! I wish I could read all that he has! He's offered to lend me quite a few that he thinks I would enjoy and I can't wait to get my hands on them.
"Oh I'm sorry! I know that you were probably just dying to finish that book tonight!" I exclaim two hours later.
"It's okay Rose, it's been great talking to you. I'm glad it isn't awkward…you know with the…" he trails off.
"How about we just pretend like it never happened?"
That should be my new motto. Rose Weasley: you know that really embarrassing thing that I did and that could possibly ruin our friendship? Yeah, let's pretend like it never happened!
"But it did happen." Ethan frowns at me.
"Nope, I don't remember it."
He chuckles. "Fine, I have no idea what I'm talking about. It must have been my other friend named Rose Weasley."
"Must have been." I wink. "I don't know how you could get us mixed up! I am so much prettier than her!"
He laughs, "You want to head down to the Great Hall for breakfast? It's five."
I smile at him and I realize just how hungry I am. "Sounds like a plan! Let me just go change quickly so that I don't have to show the whole school my pajamas."
"Sure, I should probably change my robes too…meet me down here in ten minutes?"
I nod at him and then rush up to my dormitory. Everyone is still asleep so I change quietly and rush back down stairs.
When Ethan and I reach the great hall, I'm surprised that we're not alone; I forgot that the Slytherin Quidditch team sometimes practiced this early in the morning. It's unfair how sexy Scorp looks in the morning, with his hair sticking out all over the place.
"Morning, boys" I smile at Al, Scorp and Ian. Luca isn't on the Quidditch team. Says he prefers to sleep in.
"Morning Rose," they all grunt back.
I grab Scorp by the arm. "Sorry, boys but I have to borrow Scorp here for a second…we have to discuss something."
I mouth 'I'll be right back' to Ethe and he nods and pulls out his book again.
What could Scorp have possibly been thinking? Oh my Merlin he looks sexy. He's half asleep and he looks fit!
"Scorp," I say in my warning tone.
"Rose," he mimics me.
"Did you take Al with you and threaten Ethan Wright after he rejected me?"
He looks at me in shock.
"What? Um, yeah, I guess."
"I told you not to tell anyone!"
I did. I asked him specifically not to tell Al because I knew Al would just humiliate me with it and I was humiliated enough as it was.
"Rose," Scorp says calmly, taking my hand, "I was so angry at Wright. I literally came back into the dormitory after holding you while you bawled hysterically for a good half hour and I was ready to hurt somebody. Al knew something was wrong and when I wouldn't tell him what it was he was going to go drag it out of you. I knew that you wouldn't appreciate that so I just told him. So then he gets angry too and he dragged me with him to go threaten Wright."
Oh. Well, huh. Wait a minute…
"So why did you threaten to tell Al about the Ethan thing to get me to that party when he already knows anyway?"
Scorp smirks at me and he's just about to say something when,
"Scorp! Get your lazy arse over here! We're talking strategies before practice!" Al screams at him.
Scorp squeezes my hand and then walks away from me. Great, so much for answers.
I sit back down with Ethan but I realize he's not reading anymore. He's staring at something behind me. I turn my head and see Sarah reading a book, Sarah as in one-of-Scorp's-slags-Sarah. Oh I think the world just got a whole lot more interesting.
I swivel my head back and forth from Ethe to Sarah. Sarah is sitting at her table, reading a book, her hair in a loose bun.
"I wonder what book she's reading," I say casually.
Ethe clears his throat. "Sorry? What book who is reading?"
"Sarah."
"Sarah Burkhart?"
So that's her last name. I feel bad now. I think I always referred to her as Sarah-the-Slag.
"Yes, Sarah Burkhart."
"Well I have no idea," Ethe says, turning back to his book.
"Why don't you ask her?"
"Why don't you? You seem to be interested in what book she is reading," he says in a snarky tone.
"Ok!" I smile at him. "I might even mention you!" I wink at him and head over to where Sarah is.
"Good morning, Sarah."
Sarah glances at me and smiles. I try to glance at the cover of the book that she's reading, but she seems to have it concealed.
"Morning, Rose. You're up early!"
"I could say the same for you!" I smile and sit down next to her. "Watcha reading?"
She blushes and glances around the hall. "I confess: you got me started on her."
Um, okay I have officially confused.
"Got you started on whom?"
"Jane Austen." Sarah giggles.
"Seriously? I am so excited! I love Jane Austen! Which book are you reading?" I question excitedly.
No one ever really reads Muggle literature at Hogwarts. The only reason I was ever introduced to it is because mum is muggleborn. Well, Ethe reads it I suppose, but it's not as exciting talking to a boy about Jane Austen.
"Well, I'm starting with Pride and Prejudice."
"Where on earth did you get a copy?"
I always have to ask mum to send me copies of Muggle books. Hogsmeade is entirely a Wizardring village so they don't exactly have copious amounts of Muggle paraphernalia lying around.
"It was in Scorpius's dormitory."
Fuck. Scorp has still been seeing Sarah? Has he been seeing some of the other Slags too? Did the straddling/tickling/chocolate cake eating mean nothing to him? Not that I expected it to mean anything to him…I guess I just…fuck. I wanted it to mean something to him.
This is bad. Very, very bad.
"Oh! Rose! Not like that!" Sarah exclaims, staring at me, her eyes wide. "I wasn't in Scorpius's dormitory for Scorpius! I just thought that you would identify him with the dormitory—I was there for Richard Inheppie."
I wrinkle my nose. Richard Inheppie? He's not very…attractive…or smart. I'm pretty sure he's a little ADHD too.
"Oh! Rose! Not like that! Richard Inheppie is my second cousin and we were discussing the Easter hols!"
Um wow. Okay, then.
"Okay, let me get this straight. You got my copy of Pride and Prejudice from Scorp because it was in his dormitory. The only reason you were in the dormitory in the first place was because your second cousin, Richard Inheppie, also happens to be there and you two were discussing the Easter hols."
Most importantly: she wasn't shagging Scorp.
"Yes! You know, Rose. Scorpius has been acting really strange recently."
"How so?"
"He hasn't been as…active. Ever since that one Slytherin party anyway."
The one where I straddled him? He hasn't shagged Sarah since then? DO NOT GET AHEAD OF YOURSELF! He could just be screwing around with another girl.
"He hasn't been with any of the other girls either," Sarah says.
It's almost like she's reading my thoughts.
"Well that is strange. But I don't know think that Scorp's…active life has to do with me."
There. Now I sound like I really don't care.
Sarah smiles at me knowingly. "I think it's because of you."
"That's a possibility. I mean I haven't really given him a lot of time to himself recently. All my friends are off snogging my family members so I've been hanging out with him a lot more than usual."
Sarah shakes her head. "Rose, that's not what I meant. I meant that—"
"Morning Rose! Morning Sarah!" Layla greets us.
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
"Good morning Layla." I smile back at her.
Bloody typical. As soon as Sarah is about to say something really important someone interrupts us.
Sarah looks at me sympathetically but I don't think she wants to finish what she was going to say with Layla here.
"Sorry, Layla, Sarah and I were just going to head back to my dormitory so I can give her a book."
"That's fine. Al is coming to meet me in a few minutes. You know how he is Rose, always late." She says good naturedly, rolling her eyes.
Sarah and I get up from the table. I glance over to where Ethe used to be sitting but he seems to be gone. We begin to head outside, I think we might just take a little walk around the grounds.
"Hmm...I wonder where Ethe went," I say casually, glancing sideways at Sarah.
"Ethan Wright?" she asks curiously.
"Oh yes, I was eating with him earlier."
She sighs quietly. "He's very attractive."
I giggle a little. "I think so too. In a different way, you know? Like you have to see him a few times?"
She nods,. "Yeah. Is he seeing anyone?'
I'm about to reply when,
"Rose! Watch out!"
I turn my head and duck out of the way just in time to see a bludger flying down the hallway and Scorp on his broom, chasing after it. In a few seconds we see Ian, chasing after Scorpius and Tyler Wood running behind with the box that holds all the Quidditch balls. Scorp grabs his beater's bat and hits the bludger to Ian, who hits the bludger back to Scorp and then with one last motion, Scorp smacks the bludger into the box that Tyler Wood is holding.
"Bloody fucking Gryffindors!" Ian curses.
"What happened?" I rush over to them as soon as the bludger is safely put away.
Scorp and Ian get off their brooms and I realize that they're panting slightly.
"Stupid prick-ass Gryffindors had the pitch last. They must have charmed the bludger. I bet it was James. He's always trying to fuck with Al."
"It almost hit you Rose, are you okay?" Scorp says, his grey-blue eyes piercing me.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
"Fine," I reply.
Scorp nods at me. "Good."
He puts an arm around me, shrugging it over my shoulders.
"Eww! Scorp! You're all sweaty!" I whine.
He looks down at me and smirks. "I think you'd rather have my sweaty arm around you than a bludger to your head." This is true.
But as he says this he moves his arm and moves his hand to my cheek, in a very distracting manner.
"Doesn't mean that you sweaty, gross arm should stay on my longer than necessary!" I say squirming out of his reach. Or else I might be tempted to do something very, very friendly. "At least shower!"
I'll shower with you. Oh, fuck. This whole Sarah thing is really getting to my head.
"Fine," he says and begins to walk away.
"Wait! Scorp!"
He turns around. "Why does Sarah have my Pride and Prejudice book?"
He doesn't even seem fazed.
"She asked for it. I had it. I tried reading it but it was rubbish so I gave it to her and she said that she'd give it back to me when she was done."
He tried to read my book? Wait, he thought it was rubbish?
"It was rubbish?"
"Rubbish." He smirks at me. I'll see you later then," Hhe says, and he and Tyler and Ian begin to walk back outside toward the pitch.
That bastard! Insulting my book and then just walking away! Who does that kind of thing?
"Rose?" Sarah says quietly.
"Hmmm?"
"I think he likes you."
"Who?"
Please say Scorp. Please say Scorp. Please say Scorp.
"Scorpius. I think that's why he hasn't been off when any of 'his girls' for a while. The thing is: what's changed?"
I clear my throat and look away.
"Rose? What's changed?" Sarah says in a stern teacher-y voice.
Ok, maybe it's time to come clean to someone.
"On the night of the particular Slytherin party you mention I might have been under the influence of alcohol and could have possibly, maybe, potentially, straddled him."
Great, I can feel my blush coming now.
Sarah gasps. "You didn't!"
I look away from her.
"Oh my Merlin! You totally did!" She starts laughing hysterically. "Well, that's one way to get a guys' attention, Rose Weasley!"
I roll my eyes at her. "I haven't exactly told him that I remember doing it…"
She gapes at me. "Oh this is so romantic!"
Is it? Huh, I guess I've never really thought about it.
"Rose?"
"Yes?"
"Is Ethan Wright seeing anybody?"
Suddenly something clicks inside my head.
"Is that what brought he whole reading thing on?"
She blushes. "Every time I see him he's always either reading or has a book in his hand! I wanted to have something to talk to him about!"
"You could always straddle him." I suggest casually.
Sarah laughs so hard she begins snorting with laughter. "You are something, Rose Weasley. If anyone ever told me last year that I'd be here with you, discussing how I should get Ethan Wright's attention I would have told them they were barmy! Especially when they told me that you would be telling me to straddle him while I would be reading to get his attention!"
I guess it is strange.
I join in and laugh with her. "And yet here we are…I still can't believe Scorp thought that book was rubbish!"
"Well, I'm sure you'll have lots of time to yell at him later, but we should probably be going to get ready for classes."
I realize that she's probably right. Everybody else is starting to wake up and head down to breakfast.
"I'll see you later Sarah! Let me know what you think of the book!"
"Sure!" She smiles at me.
I begin to walk back to my dormitory. Does Scorp like me? Maybe he just hasn't been active because he hasn't been in the mood or something! That sounds stupid. His whole not active thing can't just be because I straddled him can it? Well, fuck. Now I won't be able to pay attention in any of my classes today.
A/N: Okay, so I apologize for the lateness of this chapter! FF is experiencing problems with some technical things so if you're trying to update a story in a really large fandom (take for example, Harry Potter) you can't! I know! Extremely irritating.
Anyway, I have just discovered how to update my story!
So...since it is so late I made it extra long! :) I expect a gazillion reviews on the epicness of this chapter length! ;)
Let me know what you think (especially about Ethan!)
~wwccd
