Rose
"Red!" I hear a voice behind me.
I turn to find Scorpius running after me down the corridor.
"Yeah?" I stop, and he catches up to me, breathing heavy.
"We've got a problem." He tells me, grabbing me firmly by the arm and begins to pull me in the opposite direction.
"I have class." I protest, following him.
"This is more important." He insists, dragging me away and towards the Slytherin common room.
I sigh resignedly and follow him.
He mutters the password to the blank wall, and pulls me through the entrance.
"Fuck, you're going to bruise my arm." I glare at him.
He ignores me, and drags me up the stairs to the boy's dormitories. I hear a low whimpering coming from one of the rooms. Scorpius pulls me through that door.
We find Al sitting on the ground with his arms wrapped around his knees.
"Al?" I question gently; honestly, if Al's had his heart broken again, I'll have to keep myself from laughing.
"She didn't even say why." Al looks up at us, green eye dull, hair even more disheveled than usual.
"Who was it this time?" I sit down on the floor next to him, and Scorp follows suit.
"Georgia…" He trails off, a faraway look in his eyes. "I thought she was the one, honest."
Scorpius pats Al's knee, "Mate, you say that every time."
Albus glares at him, and jerks his knee away from Scorpius, an affronted look on his face. "Well I mean it this time."
May I point out he says this every time also.
I frown sympathetically, and rub his back consolingly. I've done this for him since we were seven and Lydia Bowman from down the street broke his little heart. She left him at the playground for little Tommy Rennings. Al broke his nose.
"It's just like with Lydia." He actually says this. I'm not even kidding. "With no word, just on to the next one."
"Did you ever actually ask her out…?" I probe gently.
"Not officially or anything, but we shagged in the broom cupboard a couple times. I thought it meant something." He wipes at the tears in his eyes.
Scorp claps him on the back, "We'll find you a new one. Let's throw a party in the Head dorms." He lights up with this idea.
"No." I say firmly, ignoring the puppy dog looks I receive from both of them.
"Pleeeeeease, Rosie." Al pouts, his eyes almost tearful, "I'm broken." He tells me pitifully.
"Please, Red." Scorpius doesn't pout, but instead kneels, hands clasped; pleading.
I roll my eyes at them, "No. We could get our Badges taken away for that. And just think of all the points you could lose!" I try to encourage them that it's not a good idea.
"We've never been caught." Al pouts again, "And think how many points you could lose if any teachers find out you two have been shagging all over the school." Al points this out, triumphant.
I turn beet red, and Scorpius' ears turn a little pink. We can't look each other in the eye now.
"Please, Rosie." Al says again, "I need this."
Sighing resignedly, I stand. "Fine. But I don't want to be involved."
"So you won't come?" Scorpius frowns at me.
"No." I tell him.
He sighs, "Well I guess I'll have to hang out with Daisy then…she has been pestering me lately…You know how they are, Huffelpuff girls." He smiles charmingly at me.
Prick. Trying to make me jealous.
Al chuckles to himself, glancing between the two of us.
"I guess you will." I reply coolly. If he wants to act like we're nothing, then he can. I mean, it's true, right?
His smile falters, "Red." He steps closer to me, ignoring Al, "I don't want to hang out with her."
"Yeah?"
"I want to spend the whole night with you." He whispers in my ear, "I want to dance with you. I don't want anyone else." He informs me, a serious expression on his face.
"Yeah?" I whisper again, a slow smile spreading across my face. His grey eyes light up when he sees my smile and slight blush.
"Yeah." He swoops down and kisses me, cradling my face tenderly.
"Blind me!" Al calls out, throwing himself on his bed, ruining the cuteness of the moment. He mock-retches, burying his face in his pillows.
"At least then you couldn't see Georgia with any guys." Scorpius points out.
Al lets out a new wail, "I'd almost forgotten." He buries further into his blankets.
"Well, fuck." Scorp looks at me, sighing and rolling his eyes before settling down in Al's bed and patting his back.
From how cozy they look, I should be jealous of Al.