Scorpion's venom Chapter 10: The pressure and the exclusiveness, a harry potter fanfic

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Chapter song - "Haunted", by Beyoncé

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"It's what you do, it's what you see

I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me

My haunted lungs, ghosts in the sheets

I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me

My wicked tongue, where will it be?

I know if I'm on to you, you must be onto me

You want me?

I walk down the hallway

You're lucky, the bedroom's my runway

I'm pinned to the doorway

Kiss, bite, foreplay

Haunted"

I was absolutely irritated. Here I was, with this great boy, who took me to this great pub, ordered some great lunch, and was actually talking about himself and asking questions about me.

This is the guy I should be focused on.

He is the one I should be obsessed with.

But all I could think about was last night.

That mischievous smile.

His words.

His lips on mine.

Oh, why did he had to show up?

"So, what about you? Any favorite class?"

I shook my head, trying to think straight. I was going to be present in the moment.

I had to.

I was going to enjoy this date.

"I guess not. I just really like them all.", I said shrugging.

"Am I boring you?", he asked, in a good humored way.

"Why'd you think that?"

"You seem really away."

I shook my head as I said sorry. Was it that clear?

"Can I ask you something, Rose?", I nodded, so he continued, "Is something going on between you and Malfoy?"

Wait.

What?

How did he know that?

MERLIN HELP ME, DID THE WHOLE SCHOOL KNOW THAT?

'CAUSE IF THEY KNEW, I MIGHT BE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK.

My heart started beating too fast, and I felt my cheeks burning. I must be as red as an actual rose.

"Why are you saying this?", was the only think I managed to say, and I still think it was pretty smooth, for the ABSOLUTE CHAOS that was going on inside.

"My friend is a prefect, and he said you did a lot of patrols together. More than usual."

OH MY MERLIN WERE PEOPLE NOTICING?

WERE THEY SUSPECTING?

I was just too nervous. I had to breath in a few times before saying:

"No, it was nothing. I just had to change it for personal reasons, and it just happened to be a coincidence. That's all."

I was actually trying to convince myself too. I thought we had nothing going on, since the day he said we couldn't date. But what about yesterday?

He smiled as he said "Oh, I see", but I don't know if he bought it. Everyone always said I was a terrible liar.

Oh Merlin, please don't let this be public.

For everything on earth.

Please, please, please. Amen.

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I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the afternoon. My mind was too terrified with the thought of everyone suspecting, and I would always blush at random moments, just for imagining what people were saying.

And when I tried to calm down, all I could think of was his voice, or his kiss.

This was happening to be a terrible date.

I was under the cloak (finally Draco Malfoy was able to actually do something for me!), when I spotted her. Her and that Broughton guy. Apparently, he was accompanying her to her tower.

Nice gesture, Broughton. Too bad it won't take you too far.

From the distance, I could see them talking.

He said something, kind of uncomfortable, and she blushed.

There was this hilarious moment when he made a move to kiss her, gave up in the middle of the way when he saw her face, and turned it into an ultra clumsy hug.

I was trying very hard to not laugh out loud, because that was just absolutely stupid.

After that, she hurried to the stairs.

I went back to my common room, to write her a note.

I've won a bet.

Now I collect my prize.

I was at the dorms, squeezing my pillow, to let out the frustration and the rage. This date was supposed to be perfect! It was my chance of proving that I was over him!

But who was I kidding? During the whole day, all I could think about was him, with this cute Broughton right in front of me!

It has been a disaster.

Not only did he noticed I was away, but what was that awkward moment at the end? It was just so embarrassing! He standing there, not knowing if it was appropriate to make a move or not!

Oh, Merlin, I just hated it.

And I lost the bet.

What would he ask for?

For a moment I considered avoiding him, to not let him see that I hated the date and that I lost the bet. After all, the moment he saw me, he'd know.

But who was I trying to fool?

After all this time away from him, I'd run in his direction as soon as possible. Specially now, when he was the one who showed up and kissed me again..

I hated when he gave me hope.

That was the moment an owl came through the window and left me a note.

"Meet me in the seventh floor, right next to the ballet dancing trolls tapestry. At 23:00. And do not be late again, I have a prize to collect."

It was pathetic, silly, and reckless, but everything in my body told me to go.

And what's even worse: I was looking forward to it.

I was there on time. And he was standing next to the tapestry. Arms crossed, leaned against the wall, staring at the ground.

Absolutely gorgeous.

As I walked in his direction, I couldn't help but wonder what was it that kept pushing me towards him.

I knew it was wrong, I knew we had no future. Maybe I even knew he didn't had feelings for me.

So why was I just ignoring all that stuff?

Why was I irrevocably hypnotized by him?

The moment he saw me, that smile started forming on his lips.

That heavy, dark, mischievous smile.

And I realized I wasn't being pushed in his direction.

I was being pulled.

"So you actually came. Congratulations, Weasley, you know how to lose a bet."

"So what do I have to do?", I asked quickly, before that smile took all my sanity.

"It's very simple, actually. All I need you to do is tell the truth."

I didn't understand.

"What truth you want me to say?"

"That you're mine."

My heart started beating too fast, and I felt my cheeks burning.

And I don't know why, since being his was always natural to me. I fancy him ever since I can remember.

So why was I so nervous?

"Come on. You know it's not that hard.", he said, getting close. "You had a great opportunity to date another guy. But you still choose to meet me here. This can only mean one thing. I just want you to say it. Out loud."

He started getting too close, and his perfect smell made me a little bit dizzy. My heart was beating faster than ever, increasingly as he came nearer.

Merlin, what was happening?

I just closed my eyes, trying to focus, and let it out:

"I'm yours."

He then suddenly grabbed me by my waist, stronger and quicker than ever, and kissed me harder than all nights before.

My heart continued to beat fast, and I kissed him back, my hands altering from his neck to his shoulders.

He leaned me against the wall, and I felt a doorknob behind me. He opened it with what I can only assume was a silent spell, because I didn't feel his hands leaving my body.

Once inside, I heard the door locking, and he pushed me to the wall again.

I was so drunk by his smell that I didn't notice I was almost out of my clothes. And he had only his trousers on.

When did he do all that?

He suddenly took me in his arms, and laid me on the bed.

WAS THERE A BED? WHAT KIND OF CLASSROOM WAS THIS?

I didn't spend much time on that thought, though, because I saw he was completely naked, kissing my neck.

MERLIN, WHERE ARE ALL THE CLOTHES GOING TO?

He then took of my bra, and I freezed.

That was the moment I realized this was actually happening.

He noticed my nervousness, 'cause he stopped, looked me in the eyes and said:

"Why are you blushing this hard?"

That smile on his face started getting me hypnotized again, as he leaned closer to my ear to whisper:

" Why you blushing this hard, Weasley?", there was something in the tone he used in my name. The kind of one that gave me pleasure.

"There's no need to.", he continued whispering, "Your body is wonderful. The kind of one I'd like to explore."

He then leaned back, taking off my last piece of clothe, with his head between my legs.

I moaned a little when he… Well, when he kissed me, you know, there.

I could only assume it was a kiss.

And it was incredible.

He then made something with his tongue that sent a wave of pleasure through my whole body.

And then I moaned a little more.

He rose up and looked at me, that smile in his face bigger and more mischievous than ever.

He was suddenly back to my ears, whispering:

"Say it again. Tell me the truth."

"I'm yours.", I said automatically, without even thinking.

And then, when he was finally in, I didn't feel pain, not exactly.

I felt this pressure, this weird sensation down there of an entrance, a presence.

And the pressure.

I didn't know if it was a natural pressure, or if it was just another effect of being with him.

It was just a heavy, strong pressure.

He then started moving inside, as he kissed my neck and my ear.

The pleasure I felt turned everything into a blur, and I couldn't think of anything else.

I just felt.

And I felt him.

I was laid in his shoulder, and he was embracing me with both arms. His hair looked incredible in the light of the fireplace.

Yes, there was a fireplace, right next to the bed, and it all just seemed too perfect.

What classroom was this?

"Did it hurt?", he asked making little circles in my shoulder with his thumb.

"Not really, no. I just felt this.. Pressure."

"Oh, great. 'Cause you actually bled a little, so I was worried."

I think I felt it, but I was just too drunk by his smell and his moves to care for any bleeding. I mean, it isn't exactly news to girls, right?

"So,", he continued, "I guess that means you won't be seeing Broughton anymore, hugh?"

We laughed. I blushed before asking:

"So you're saying we're like… Exclusive?"

He looked at me and smiled.

"Yeah, we're exclusive.", he said, kissing my forehead.

This heat spread through my chest instantly, and I couldn't help but widely smiling.

"Now try to get some sleep. I'm still worried about you and I think you should rest."

I nodded, and closed my eyes.