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Chapter 11~ Flaming youth
She awoke first, her head leaning on his shoulder. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes she checked the time: half past three.
Sighing she pulled herself away from him, tapping his shoulder while she was at it. His legs were tangled in hers and his arm was wrapped around her waist.
"Potter" she whispered wearily. "Potter" Ala tried again a little louder this time but too no outcome.
Picking up a role of loo paper, she hit him around the head with it. "Ouch! What on earth...?" he trailed off, blinking.
"Ala? Did we fall asleep?"
"Yes" she whispered irritably.
"Look we better get back to our dorms before someone finds us."
He nodded, stretching and tried to pat down his unmistakable bush of hair. They untangled themselves with ease, standing awkwardly for a moment before he leaned down to kiss her cheek. She couldn't help but smile.
Which she soon wiped off of her face. Smiling was a very un-Malfoy thing to do after all.
"You'll be on the train Saturday? I mean tomorrow?" he asked, a lopsided grin playing on his lips.
She nodded, smiling to herself. "Meet me in the last compartment at half one" he winked, not even waiting for a reply before strutting out of the broom cupboard.
The prat.
Ala made it back to the slytherin common room without anything disastrous happening, the hallways were pitch black and she occasionally walked into a wall and skipped a step but she had managed to avoid both peeves and filtch. Which, in anyone's book is a bit of luck.
You never know maybe now things will be different, better even.
Ala had been lost in her bubble for so long she had forgotten what it was like to live. But this year, for some unknown reason seemed to bring adventure excitement and she supposed above all pain.
But pain was good, if you had pain then you know you were alright, you could feel you were really there.
Much better than the dull numbness she had felt for so long.
And if she was truly honest with herself, she knew she was partly to blame, she let people believe what they wanted about her until she herself wondered if they were true or not.
But she felt she was turning a corner, breathing new air, a new perspective in life. And it was nice, even with the pain.
Ala smiled to herself as she walked through her common room to her dormitory, yeah this year was going to be a good one.
Rose .P.O.V.
Rose slumped against one of the comfy green sofas in the common room, her nose in a book.
A light chatter danced around her, nothing out of the ordinary; Caroline Thomas forgot to wear underwear to a chaud last night and apparently flashed half the room, Page Wood and Alex Krum two sixth year students were caught going at in the third floor girl's bathroom.
Rose just zoned out and let the words flood her mind.
Well until an unmistakeable presents made an appearance, that is. "Are you going to spend all of lunch here?" Scorp asked, one eyebrow raised.
"My dear, you knew before we embarked on this incredibly intoxicating journey of ours, that I might have been slightly addicted to books" she smirked returning to where she left off.
Scorp frowned somewhat. "But…" Rose rolled her eyes. "What is it?" He grinned holding out two thin pieces of paper. She quickly snatched them off of him glancing at the writing.
"South Africa?" he smirked. Rose glanced down at the tickets again. The port key left the day after they got home, just like she asked.
She leaned up to kiss him. Then glanced at the tickets again.
"Wait, when did the ministry start issuing tickets?"
Scorp sniggered then pulled the tickets out of her grasp. "They haven't you toad, this is my handwriting" he laughed, waving the tickets in her face.
His looping writing came into view, she frowned. His writing wasn't there before. Sensing her confusion he smirked again "I cast a handwriting charm on it"
She smacked him round the head with her book, before be bent down and kissed her softly, her laugh echoing around the common room.
~ Later. ~
Rose rested her head in her arms letting her charmed quill take down the history notes as Professor Binns talked on and on about some goblin rebellion from god knows when.
Rose couldn't help the anticipation of her upcoming trip. It would be nice to get away, let loose a little. God knows she needs it.
Scorpius was smirking somewhat smugly beside her, playing with the tips of her hair.
The grace period, Rose couldn't help but think. The pessimist in her being predominant. Soon it would all go to shit and all she'd be left with was the memory of good sex and a crushed heart. So worth it.
She wasn't entirely sure herself if she embarked on this relationship to spite her parents or just for the hell of it but she knew she'd done the right thing, she honestly couldn't think of a life without him.
Rose rolled her eyes at herself. She knew she needed to stop overanalysing everything or it was going to drive her mad.
She just needed to accept the here and now but above all just enjoy it. She was only young once.
Rose sighed at herself in defeat. She will stand up to her parents tomorrow (again) and she will go away with her boyfriend, no matter the cost. Anyway her family gave up on her years ago, why should she think of them?
Albus P.O.V.
He didn't regret what he done, he did like her and he was beyond annoyed at himself for it.
He reckoned it came down to the fact that he couldn't have her and now that he could maybe the feelings would go away and he can just forget about the whole thing and pretend he didn't even know Malfoy had a sister. That would work right?
Al sighed, his DADA book resting on his lap; he was sitting on his favourite armchair beside the fire.
He really didn't understand his infatuation with her. She was just a girl, he could have any girl he wanted, any at all but he had to choose her?
At least he had been smart about it; a secret relationship was definitely a better idea of his. He did feel like a bit of a prick though.
He regretted the whole "no strings attached" thing. He didn't think he would like to see her snogging anyone else. Even the thought of it made him clench his fists in anger.
He cursed himself for even thinking of being jealous.
She was a Malfoy he shouldn't even be embarking on a secret relationship with her let alone beating up other people because he was jealous.
He shaked his head, he had to distract himself and not think about the blonde that had been on the edge of his mind for weeks.
He felt a bit bad about accusing her of taking the map, especially when she burst into tears, she seemed so venerable and he most certainly didn't help matters.
"Albie!" a soft voice sang, plopping herself down beside him.
"Hiya Lils, everything alright?" he asked. His sister looked flustered, her greasy hair was flung into a ponytail and her pale skin had a green tinge.
"Yeah, madam Pomfrey said I have a standard stomach bug, it should be gone in a couple of days"
Al nodded at her, turning his attention back to the book propped open on his lap, but his mind back to Ala.
He couldn't figure out why he thought of her so much, the girl was like a plague, taking over every bloody waking moment.
It wasn't like it was his first time with her or anything, god no. He was a Potter and they were in high demand at Hogwarts, especially now James has left.
He just didn't understand why his brain reverted back to thinking about how her hair shined in a sun filled room or how when she saw him she would get a slight blush along her cheek bone, barely noticeable to the untrained eye.
And he couldn't help but look for her in the corridors all day, and when he did spot her, and she him, she would sport the blush, and he would smirk in satisfaction.
"Al?" Lily asked leaning her head against the back of the sofa, her knees under her in a slouching position.
She really didn't look too good
"I haven't really had much time to talk to you in the past couple of weeks" She said nodding to the OWL study books open on her lap.
"But I have seen you and Rose talking, I'm proud of you, overcoming your dislike and moving on with your life. it is never good to dwell on hatred and I think it will help Rose, you know, mend the family, bring us all back together, it was never her fault and I'm glad you two made up" Lily smiled, highlighting the heavy bags under her eyes.
"What does Dom think?" She continued.
Al shrugged she hadn't really said anything to him about it, neither had anyone else for that matter, maybe Lil was right and things can change for the better.
But then again this was his cousins he was talking about, if he knew them as well as he thought he does, they almost defiantly have something up their selves.
"Nothing really Lil" he smiled. She nodded then in a hushed whisper asked "anything about Molly?" Al shook his head and she let it drop.
That never really left his mind. He didn't practically like Molly and they weren't close but she was still family and he hoped to god they found her soon.
It really didn't leave his mind, especially with Lucy skipping around the common room, like everything was fine and dandy. Bless her.
Lucy was in Lily's year, she had flowing red hair, like most of his cousins excluding Victorie and Roxy.
She was a little eccentric but she always seemed to light up the room with her qurke's. He hated the thought of her being hurt and by those monsters too. He shook his head again and left his sister to do her homework in peace.
~Aludra P.O.V~
He didn't look at her once all day. Thank god. Her plan was working, whether she liked it or not. But it was for the best. She missed him, their witty banter and whatnot but it would all be worth it if it kept him safe.
She also couldn't get what her father told her out of her head. She knew she should have told Potter last night, they were in this stupid, stupid situation together. She'll have to tell him tomorrow on the train. Another thing to look forward too, he won't be happy she hadn't told him already but what could she do?
She couldn't help but smile as she thought of tomorrow. The train. Half one. It sent shivers through her back. Sometimes she hated just how much she liked him, it wasn't fair. Couldn't she just settle for a nice slytherin boy?
She rolled her eyes at her own stubbornness, but a Potter of all people. She decided not to think of him as that anymore, she was just going to see him as Al, the boy who almost killed her, the boy who seemed to like throwing her up against walls and the boy who knew her darkest secrets and fears.
The boy she liked.
"Ala are you alright?" Drusilla asked poking her head around the door of their bathroom, their three other room mates were sitting together in the far corner whispering about god knows what, while Ala sat on her bed, off in her own little world. "What? Oh yeah" she smiled.
Poor Dru seemed more out of it than normal. Ala knew she should enquire, but she was the kind of person who would tell you when she was ready.
Much like Ala really. Dru made her way across the room and sat down next to Ala, sighing lightly.
"Don't you wish everything was just easer?" Ala chuckled silently. "You have no idea"
They sat side by side for the remainder of the night in silence, both wrapped up in their own problems until the rest of the girls climbed into their beds and shut the lights off.
Dru seemed to snap out of her trance and climbed back to her own bed next to Ala.
Ala let her head hit the pillow and dreams over take her ramped mind.
Xx
Ala dragged her trunk behind her with one hand, forgetting that as a witch she could perform magic.
She momentarily cursed herself, took out her wand and with one looping hand movement she guided the trunk up the stairs to the great hall.
The atmosphere was manic, the younger students excited to see their parents after two months and the older ones annoyed, not being able to see their friends for a week.
Discussions of butter beers at the leaky cauldron and double blueberry chocolate at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour echoed around the hall.
Ala left her trunk alongside everyone else's in the middle of the entrance hall, a large pyramid was forming and a couple of third year Hufflepuff's were trying to levitate their bags to the top. Ala shook her head and wondered silently into the great hall.
She spotted Dru eating with their dorm mates and headed over beside her.
A choir of "good mornings" danced around them and Ala took a slice of toast from the rack, chewing on it absentmindedly, thinking of the day to come.
Xx
Steam poured out of the top of the train, hooting twice indicating it was time to leave the frosty Hogsmead station.
Ala jumped on the packed train. It seemed everyone was returning for the holidays.
She walked down to the compartment full of chatting Slytherin girls. They all smiled as she entered, she saluted back, sitting beside Dru.
The train took off at twelve on the dot and the light hum of conversation buzzed around the compartment.
Only Ala and Dru remained silent, both still locked up in their own thoughts.
Ala snapped out of it first and looked curiously at her friend. "So" she said softly, "Who's the lucky chap?"
Poor Dru almost fell off her seat, "W-what?" she stuttered, looking at a loss.
Ala just raised an eyebrow, un-amusement settling on her face.
"You don't have too tell me" she shrugged, trying to seem less curious than she was on the subject.
Dru smiled. "Well, I'll tell you if you tell me" she had her there and Ala knew it.
"Fine." Dru smirked, thriving in her win. Ala just rolled her eyes and checked her watch. Twenty past one. Where had that time gone?
She made her way out of the compartment, saying she needed the loo and no-one even blinked at her. She sighed. This was going to be easier than she thought.
Heading down the hallway she passed the Weasley and Potter compartment where she could have sworn fireworks were being set off, passed several Ravenclaw compartments where they seemed to be either reading or debating books, until she reached the last compartment.
The windows were blacked out and there was a dent in the wooden door, Ala couldn't help but wonder how on earth it had gotten there.
She shook her head, she needed to focus.
Ala hesitated for a moment, catching her breath, before pushing the heavy door open.
Potter was sitting beside the window looking out at the leaf-less trees, rolling hills and muddy fields, ah the English countryside.
She stepped in, sliding the door silently behind her and waited for him too look up.
He did.
Ala plopped herself down opposite him, avoiding his eyes.
"You came." He observed. A Malfoy-worthy smirk appearing across his lips.
She smirked right back. "Well done Potter."
He leaned back in his seat, sweeping his eyes over her. She raised her eyebrows questionably, until she decided she had enough of the silence.
"So…?" well that was a fail, to say the least. He smirked again and stood up; she did the same and fell into his open arms.
The embraced like an old married couple, they knew each other so completely in that moment that Ala was surprised she hadn't known him all her life. He leaned down slightly and kissed her lightly on the lips.
She could feel his stubble on her cheek and his breath under her ear, shivers ran up her spine, she was a goner that was one thing she knew for sure.
"I have to tell you something" Ala started, breaking off their moment.
He frowned slightly, but let her continue.
"When I was in hospital, the news of the deatheaters regrouping broke"
She hesitated slightly, waiting for an indication to carry on.
He wearily nodded.
"There was mayhem, the ministry stopped the news reaching Hogwarts but Al…" she broke off. Her eyes jumping around the room until she continued.
"More people have gone missing"
Al nodded, he knew that the deatheaters wouldn't limit themselves to three targets; it was stupid to even think that they had finished.
"That's not all" she whispered, not sure how he would take the news, it wasn't her place to tell him but she thought that he needed to know.
"Bodies have been found Al, and it's bad, really bad"
Al scratched his head awkwardly, letting realisation dawn on him.
Molly.
"Molly?" he whispered, suddenly gone numb. It couldn't be true, yeah Molly was a pain in the arse but she was a smart witch, there was no way those slime bags could have killed her. Just no way.
She nodded slowly.
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PS. so i completly blanked to tell you all but i was sorted into gryffindor on Pottermore (i know shocker right?) i always seen myself as a slytherin, but i am warming to my new house :) is anyone else on pottermore? :) Well night! or morning or you get the idea :) have a good one ~ Niamh xx