Lauren510125
Thanks for the review Lauren, I appreciate it. I always enjoy new reviewers! Sorry to keep you waiting, but I'm glad you're enjoying the story. I'll keep writing and updating as fast as I can. Your compliments make me blush! And I'm sure you can write something just as amazing, if not more :D
lullabysk
Glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for the review!
Spark10111
Sirius doesn't know the whole truth yet, but he will very soon!
Bubs No. 2
Haha, I'llt ake that to mean you enjoyed it. I'll try updating more in the next week!
AnaBella1969
I try to keep my readers guessing. It makes writing all the more exciting! Nothing too much happens here with the Marauders. It has more to do with Jessica and Lucius, but I hope you still enjoy it! And I always try to recognize new reviewers, so welcome!
Nocturnal Rose
I love Sirius puns, even if that wasn't meant to be one, haha. They just never get old!
SevSnape4ever
Sirius had a bad lapse in judgement. He overreacted and things went too far. He regretted it immediately, but he won't admit to it for a while. His temper just got the best of him this time. Just a little warning, things between Jessica and Lucius aren't going too well either!
mlinds2
Welcome back! I always love hearing from you!
Yes, she isin trouble. Not that she actually knows how big of a mess she got herself into just yet, but she'll find out eventually. Lucius... will get revenge and he'll try to make sure that Sirius stays out of the picture.
As for the boys, James's jealousy set the whole thing off. In his head, Jessica didn't want him and went after Sirius, only to leave him too. He thinks they're being screwed, and he convinced Sirius the very same... leaving out the part where he had a thing with Jessica too. It's just jealously, arrogance and stubbornness in their case.
I promise Jessica and Lucius will be fine. They'll come to an understanding in the next few chapters. Until then, things are a little shaky. Thanks for your review, it was good to hear from you!
Author's Note: I have a little break from school, so expect more chapters! I want to do nothing but take advantage of the free time! There's bound to be some writing going on. Thanks to all the reviewers and readers, I appreciate it.
- Lady Rosalie B.
I moan a little in my sleep as I hear the door open noisily. I toss and turn in the bed, waiting for the noise to cease and for the sounds of the approaching footsteps to become quieter. The sounds of footsteps do stop eventually, but only to be replaced by the loud scraping of a chair and several slurps of a drink.
'You're doing that on purpose!' I complain, pulling the covers over my head.
'Obviously.' Lucius replies, condescendingly.
'Lemme sleep.' I mumble under my covers.
'I thought you were an insomniac.' Lucius points out.
'No, I very much enjoy my sleep.' I reply, after pulling the covers off myself. 'I just prefer to do other things besides sleeping... most of the time.'
'Well, I'm not letting you get any sleep tonight.' Lucius informs me. 'You may as well get out of bed and join me.'
'I don't drink.' I tell him. 'And you could very well just join me in bed and just sleep... you know, just spend the night with me.'
'You can start.' Lucius says, pouring me a glass of Firewhiskey. 'And you know very well I don't... spend the night with others. I prefer my own bed and my own space.'
'And you're mad at me.' I add. 'So you're being a complete dick and tormenting me in little annoying ways that eventually build up and get on my nerves.'
'Sounds like you need a drink.' Lucius mocks.
'What will getting me drunk accomplish?' I ask, finally sitting up but still refusing to leave my bed. 'Lucius if you're upset or mad, talk to me, yell at me, do something! Drinking and being a bloody wanker won't accomplish anything.'
'I beg to differ.' Lucius replies, his lips curling up into an amused smirk. 'Bloody wanker, you say?'
I glare at him for a few seconds, before deciding not to indulge him in this petty conversation. I'll just skip all the awful small talk and awkward change in subjects and get to the point. There's no reason to keep dancing around this any longer.
'How many girls have you slept with since meeting me in September?' I ask him. 'Hell, how many girls have you slept with since the day you called me your girlfriend?'
'That slipped out.' Lucius replies, drowning his entire glass in one gulp.
I wonder if he's an alcoholic, or if this is the beginning of a drinking problem. Merlin knows I have my share of health problems, mainly my eating habit.
'I know it slipped out.' I reply with difficulty. 'I know I'm not your girlfriend... that you don't do that sort of thing. My point is that... if I say nothing about those other girls you sleep with then you have no right to interfere with any other sexual relationships I may or may not have.'
Lucius pours himself another glass.
'And you have to... absolutely have to stop invading my privacy like that.' I tell him firmly. 'I try very hard not to invade yours and let me tell you that it's extremely difficult and you may as well be the only person I know who is more private than I am.'
'Have a drink.' Lucius merely responds.
I nearly scream in frustrations angrily get out of bad, purposely stomping my feet as I walk over to Lucius.
'If I have a bloody drink, will you talk?' I ask, angrily.
'Why do you think I'm drinking?' Lucius retorts.
'Well great. It's nice to know you can talk to me only when you're drunk!' I exclaim. 'Why'd you even come? It's obvious that you care so little for me, so why the hell did you come when Barty called?'
'Just cause it slipped out, it doesn't mean I didn't mean it.' Lucius says, handing me a glass. 'Drink up.'
'You know, it's not worth being with you if it means I lose everything I have.' I tell Lucius, before recklessly pouring a new liquid down my throat.
It burned. I swallowed too much at a time. I coughed and choked a little, making a sour face once I was done. How do people drink this stuff? I couldn't have imagined a worse taste. I can't comprehend how people can get addicted to alcohol... but then again people don't understand how one could starve themselves.
Lucius, to my relief, doesn't poke fun at me for inability to drink. He looks as if he saw that coming, actually. He could've warned me!
'And obviously you feel the same way.' I continue, as if I never choked on my drink in the first place. 'I already lost Sirius and James because I was so worried about pleasing you – '
'For the record, I'd prefer it if you didn't sleep with Black to please me.' Lucius retorts, scornfully.
'I slept with Sirius so I'd be experienced enough for you!' I exclaim, forcing myself to take another sip. 'God, this tastes awful!'
'Sirius, the guy who tried to strip you naked in front of all your housemates?' Lucius snaps. 'I don't want you to be experienced. What's the point of damaged goods?'
'He didn't do it!' I defend, ignoring his last comment.
'I should kill him for what he did.' Lucius spat, viciously. 'He's lucky to be the heir to the Blacks.'
'Stop being so dramatic.' I say, shaking my head.
'Stop being so naive.' Lucius retorts.
'Can I have some more?' I ask, extending my glass towards him. 'We should play a game.'
He pours me some more Firewhiskey with a small smirk on his lips. Whatever he's trying to accomplish, he probably believes he's close to achieving it.
'You're a mean drunk.' I tell him, suffering through another sip.
'I'm a talkative drunk too.' Lucius says. 'I thought it'd please you.'
'Oh, it does. I'd be happier if we were to play a game.' I say, putting on my own smirk. 'Even played this game called I never?'
'I don't think that's a good idea.' Lucius says.
'Why not?' I ask, huffing. 'I can't think of a better way to get to know my boyfriend that I've been dating for six months now!'
Lucius leans in to kiss me and I'm half tempted to pull away and yell at him, just for thinking he could distract me like that. The only problem is that it's working. Whatever problems we seem to have, it all seems to go away with a kiss. Always. Which of course, isn't very good. We'll never move forward if we keep doing this but how could I possibly resist? Anyways, we must be doing something right if we're both still this passionate about each other.
Lucius breaks the kiss and looks at me thoughtfully. 'I've never argued with my parents.'
And here I am thinking we can't get past our problems. He tried distracting me but in the end, he's the one who ended up giving in. I suppose we're not as hopeless as I think. Oh right, I gotta take a drink. He doesn't look surprised at me gulping down my Firewhiskey but I'm surprised at him. I mean, he's really never argued with his parents? How is that even possible?
'I've never seen someone die.' I say, examining him.
He drowns his glass. I frown but don't ask questions. He's probably seen a relative die or something along those lines. He looks at me expectantly as he refills both our drinks.
'I've never been sick.' Lucius says.
My jaw drops. 'No way!'
He shrugs. 'Never. No cold, no fever, no nausea, nothing.'
'That's not possible!' I say, stupidly.
Of course, it is quite possible. Witches and Wizards have amazing immune systems and are less prone to diseases and viruses. That, added to the fact that Malfoy is probably a health freak makes what he just said believable... but come on! How can anyone be that lucky?
Reluctantly, I pour the awful contents of my drink down my throat.
'I've never shared any details of my sex life with my parents.' I say, thinking we both needed a break from our drinking.
To my utter astonishment and frankly, horror, Lucius gulps down some more Firewhiskey.
'Okay, I think you've had too much to drink because you clearly didn't understand what I just said.' I tell him, frowning. 'We should stop drinking.'
'No, I heard you. I've shared information with my father before.' Lucius informs me casually. 'I was young, he asked and I answered. Simple as that. He still asks now, but mostly to monitor who I'm sleeping with, I suppose. He's probably scouting out my future wife.'
'I'm sorry, your dad asks about your sex life?' I ask, horrified. 'What do you mean you were young? You couldn't have been young enough that you'd willing share the details of your sex life with your father!'
Lucius cocked his right eyebrow at me as if you say you wanna bet?
'I was eleven.' Lucius says, nonchalantly.
Okay, now I think I've had too much to drink. I swear I just heard my boyfriend tell me he had sex when he was eleven.
'You heard right.' Lucius says.
'Stop that!' I snap. 'You have no right to go into my mind and read my thoughts like that. How the hell are you a Legilimens when you're so young? Even more disturbing, you were having sex since you were eleven?'
'To answer your first question; I was taught by my father.' Lucius says, refilling his glass. 'To answer the second; I had gotten my Hogwarts letter and I had just turned eleven so my father decided it was time for me to become a man.'
'Okay, that wouldn't make sense to me even if I was sober.' I tell him, shaking my head.
'I turned eleven and he decided that his heir should learn how to fuck women.' Lucius clarifies. 'He hired some strange woman to have sex with me and that was that.'
I think I'm going to be sick... and it has nothing to do with the alcohol.
'Still want to play?' Lucius asks.
I shake my head and express the thoughts I'd usually keep in my head out loud.
'I think I'm better off not getting to know you.' I say, softly. 'I don't want to know you.'
It sounds awful, I know it does. There are times when I believe Lucius Malfoy is the most misunderstood person in the world. He must be lonely if he keeps coming to me; a Gryffindor third year who's labelled as his enemy. He's had so many stereotypes put on him just because he's a Slytherin, because he's Pureblood and because he comes from a wealthy family. Very often, I believe with every fibre of my being that everything everyone says about Malfoy are complete misconceptions. Because I swear, I've seen otherwise. He kisses me so fervently that it's impossible to say he's anything but wonderful. If he were as vile, cruel and ruthless as everyone says, then how could he kiss someone like that?
He constantly makes time for me. He indulges me, listens to my stories, makes me laugh and buys me presents. He protects me and comforts and helps me with my homework. So yes, there are huge moments in my life where I believe everyone is wrong about Lucius Malfoy.
But then, the more I get to know him, the more I believe that perhaps I'm wrong. I can't always ignore what's right in front of me. He's so damaged, it actually sends chills down my spine. He truly believes that as a Pureblood, he's better than everyone else. He's possessive and protective to the point where he will harm those who don't deserve it. He can charm everyone around him and yet he cannot have a proper conversation with being fuelled with alcohol. He may kiss me in the most ardent matter, but he is still distant, aloof and condescending.
He threatens people, he hurts them. He believes everyone should worship and bow down to him. He invades my privacy constantly and in all honestly, I hate asking him questions. I don't want to hear that he truly loathes Muggleborns, not when one of my best friends is one. I can't stand hearing him talking about his childhood, knowing that he thinks his parents raised him properly. There's a darkness about him that I can't get past. I can see in his eyes, so cold and void of any emotion no matter what I'd like to believe I'm seeing.
'Precisely my point.' Lucius says, at last. 'Believe me when I say you're better off leaving this as it is now. No questions, just acceptance.'
Acceptance. Accept Lucius Malfoy for who he truly is.
God, I swear I'd think more clearly if I was sober. What attracted me to him in the first place? The ball. His grey eyes... I could've sworn they sparkled, that they were friendly. How could I have imagined that... I didn't know who he was. Alright, what else? He was handsome, a tremendous dancer, very charming and humorous as well.
Fine, that's what originally attracted me. It was good enough for one night, after all. What made me stay with him though? What kept me coming back to him?
Lucius leans in to kiss me once more and I'm glad for it. I wasn't sure how to reply in this kind of situation. I feel open enough with him to tell him everything about me... so why is it that I'm afraid to know more about him? An even better question to ask is why he's so okay with me not knowing anything about him. I suppose though, if neither of us want to talk about it, that we could leave things as they are... at least for now.
Lucius has been good to me lately. I've been hiding out in the Room of Requirement wanting to avoid the Marauders ever since that humiliating day. He's been with me every second of his free time. Barty and Regulus have been here as well and I'm so thankful for the three of them. Barty's always been loyal to me and I've grown to... appreciate Regulus's presence. He isn't as bad as Sirius makes him sound, but I do have to admit that there's a lot about him that Sirius was right about.
I can't blame him though. It's how he was raised. Not everybody is like Sirius, not everyone can break free of the morals and prejudices hammered into them since childhood. Merlin knows that after being raised the way I was, I could never understand their beliefs or live according to their values.
Unfortunately though, it makes it hard for me to trust Slytherins and lately, I've been constantly surrounded by three of them. One, who's my childhood friend, one who's my boyfriend and another who... is my ex-best friend's little brother. It's definitely a very odd situation to be in.
I notice now how deep and serious our kissing had become. In fact, I hadn't realized that we've taken our robes off. Pulling away from my dreary thoughts, I concentrate on Malfoy now. I break the kiss slowly and stare at him, allowing his eyes to stare at me too. I could feel the frown on my face the confusion in my eyes. I bite down on my lower lip, just willing for some kind of happiness to show on his face.
Not lust, not amusement, but something more. Something that proves to be that he isn't as empty as it seems.
I absentmindedly begin to unbutton his shirt, still searching his eyes for some kind of emotion. Nothing, nothing, still nothing.
Malfoy pulls me up on top of a desk, once I finish unbuttoning his shirt and he throws it aside. We resume out kissing again and I can feel his heartbeat against mine. Well, it's good to know he has a heart.
'I should go.' I blurt out. 'I have a whole life I need to get back to.'
'You're gonna leave every time it gets serious?' Lucius asks, pulling away.
'I... am not sober enough for this.' I reply, lamely. 'Anyways, the longer I drag this out, the better.'
'And why is that?' Malfoy drawls.
'So that maybe one of us can come to their senses and realize what a huge mistake this is!' I reply, insensitively. 'I don't think I could with this kind of regret.'
'Fine, then get out of my sight.' Lucius dismisses.
'I'm sorry, Lucius. Despite any feelings I may have for you... at the end of the day, you're a stranger. And a Slytherin on top of all that.' I reply, with a shrug. 'You shouldn't have to be drunk to talk to me and I shouldn't have to be drunk to sleep with you.'
'I said leave.' Malfoy all but hisses.
I pick up my robes as I leave and slip them back on only after I leave the room. It's been days since I've set foot anywhere else. Sighing and plucking every ounce of courage I am, I make my way back to my beloved Gryffindor Common Room.
'Gillywater.' I say calmly, before the portrait hole swings open.
'Jessica!' Lily exclaims. 'You're back! Oh thank Merlin, I've been so worried about you! Black and Crouch wouldn't tell me anything!'
She runs up and hugs me before grinning and holding out something for me.
'I cursed Potter's bloody arse and got your wand back.' Lily says, smiling. 'Trust me, Alice and I have been doing everything to get them back for you. I'm proud to say I got them a month's worth of detention with McGonagall too!'
I laugh a little. 'Thanks Lil.'
'What they did was positively vile.' Lily says, disgusted. 'They should be expelled!'
'I beg to differ darling Lilykins.'
I inwardly cringe at the sound of James's voice. I instinctively point my wand out in his direction.
'No need for violence Jessy baby, I've got nothing planned for you today. Unfortunately I wasn't informed you'd be crawling out of your pathetic hole today, ready to face the atrocities we, the brilliant Marauders, have in store for you!' James replies, smugly. 'I just wanted to say you missed Quidditch practise. The next ones tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock so don't be late!'
I ignore James entirely.
'Lily, can I talk to you?' I ask, still not lowering my wand.
'Yeah, of course.' Lily says, before shooting James a death glare. 'Bugger off, Potter. Take that obnoxiously huge head of yours and go drown yourself in the Black lake!'
'You know Evans, I'll leave the lovely Jessica alone if you go on a date with me.' James offers. 'I swear on my Gryffindor honour that no harm shall come to her at the hands of the Marauders if you go with me to the next Hogsmeade trip as my date.'
I could see Lily really considering it. She's actually thinking of taking up on James's offer for my sake.
'Don't do it, Lily. It's not worth it and he's not going to stop, not for just one date.' I tell her, honestly. 'I can handle them... and anyway, I have other things on my mind than them.'
'Like what?' James nearly snaps.
'As my former friend, you're no longer entitled to know anything about my life.' I reply, rudely. 'Can we go upstairs Lily?'
'As if I won't find out!' James exclaims. 'You can't hide anything from us, Jessica.'
'Come on now, James. You're acting as if you actually care.' I mock. 'Don't let Sirius hear you, he might catch on to the real reason you turned him against me. Jealously is such an awful trait. It's a good thing you're not in Slytherin; green doesn't suit you at all.'
'I don't know what you're talking about.' James says, clearly uncomfortable.
'Pathetic.' Lily whispers. 'Let's go, Jess.'
I readily follow Lily up the stairs and into our dormitory. I'm not exactly in the mood to deal with James right now.
'So what did you want to – '
'Snape.' I cut her off. 'What do you see in him?'
'Seriously Jessica?' Lily asks, annoyed. 'You came back here to annoy me about Severus?'
'No!' I exclaim. 'I... honestly want to know. With all the awful things people say about him... with things he does, the way he acts... just who he is... how is possible that you're friends with him?'
Lily crosses her arms, but her gaze softens. 'Do you really want to know?'
I nod my head slowly. 'I just... need to understand this. I want to understand it.'
'Well I can't explain it.' Lily says, as she approaches her bed and takes a seat. 'It doesn't make sense... even to me. He's my friend though, Jessica. I can't explain it. I didn't like him when I first met him but as we spent more time together... there was a connection.'
'A connection?' I question.
She nods her head.
'I know the awful things people say about him... and I try very hard to ignore them or even defend Severus... but I can't deny that he does some... awful things. There are things about him I just can't forget though, things that no one else could possibly understand.' Lily says, slowly. 'He's guarded, Jessica. He's a very and private person who's had an awful childhood. He's been treated so badly that often times, I don't think he knows how to treat others.'
'But Sirius had an awful childhood.' I defend. 'He's perfectly happy and he's incredibly popular with lots of friends – '
'Jessica, I don't know Sirius very well... but I think I've heard enough about him from you to know that isn't true. It's not normal to never talk about your family, to hate them and constantly get into duels with them. For Merlin's sake, he makes his own brother sound like the devil.' Lily exclaims. 'Sirius can be pretty brutal too... I've seen what his temper does to him. He hexes and cruses students for no reason, he can be so cruel not only to Slytherin but even people he cares about. I've seen him poke fun at Peter, I've seen him hurt you, hurt his own family and break so many hearts.'
I stare around my dormitory now, very self consciously. It's easy for me to use Sirius as a defence, to say that he's different. He's just better at pretending than everyone else, he just got luckier than everyone else because he has James. He found someone, a true friend, with similar interests as him. He found someone who pulled him out of the dark grasp of his family, into a world full of freedom, courage and rebellion. Sirius Black got lucky and yet, God, I could tell how haunted he is to very core.
'You know all his flaws, Jessica and you still love him, adore him. You idolize him even with the knowledge of the awful things he's done and of his horrid past.' Lily tells me. 'You and Sirius have a true friend, a connection that can't be explained with words. I feel like that with Severus, he introduced me to magic and this whole world I never knew about. He's been there for me in ways you cannot imagine.'
'Okay, fine! Let's say I understand this connection you're talking about. Let's say I can forgive the dark past, the flaws and the horrible things being said about him.' I ramble. 'What about the fact that he's a Slytherin? That he hates people who weren't born with the purest of blood? Sirius isn't my natural enemy, he's capable of love and... I'm not afraid to know more about him.'
'They're not all bad, Jessica. Being a Slytherin does not make someone your enemy. Your mother was in Slytherin. Crouch is in Slytherin and you like him plenty.' Lily reminds me. 'And if I'm not mistaken, it seems to me that you and Regulus Black have taken quite a liking to each other.'
'My mother changed... but that's only years after she graduated, Lily. She was just as bad as any of them. Crouch... I've known since I was a child but I have no idea what he's like with his housemates!' I say, sadly. 'And Regulus... he's Sirius's little brother. He's trouble and misguided... but he loves Sirius so much... more than either of them know.'
'They're Slytherins.' Lily says, firmly. 'Our natural enemies... and you still care about them. And clearly, you still care about James and Sirius as well. I don't understand your relationship with any of them any more than you do my relationship with Severus.'
'I love James and Sirius more.' I say, softly. 'Maybe you understand Lily... maybe you could forgive it, but they can't. They won't. Ever.'
'I'm not saying they won't be upset, but Jessica, they love you so much.' Lily says, hesitantly. 'I could see with my own eyes, even when you guys are feuding, that they love you. They wouldn't stay mad at you forever.'
'I'm not too sure about that.' I whisper. 'I can't stand the thought of them hating me forever, Lil.'
'They won't.' Lily informs me. 'You've grown up so much this year, Jess... but those two knuckleheads have a long way to go. One day, they'll understand it, Jessica.'
We both stop talking now. I'm not too sure what to say anymore. I've made my thoughts and worries clear and Lily says I have nothing to be afraid about. We all accept her friendship with Snivellus... perhaps they would be okay with Malfoy too. I mean, Remus is okay with it, isn't he? He hasn't given up my secret, he still remained my friend, too. I don't know though... Sirius and James are a whole different story. They already hate me enough as it is... if they were to ever find out about Malfoy, I doubt we'll ever be friends again.
'You should go to him.' Lily says, breaking the silence.
'Who?' I ask.
'Whoever your mysterious Slytherin friend is.' Lily says with a knowing smile. 'It's okay to be friends with them, Jessica. The last thing you would want is for that friendship to fall apart... after all, true friendships are really rare. Slytherin or not, if you think you've found something good, fight for it. Get to know this person and make yourself realize that it's worth all the risks.'
'What if my... friend isn't a good person?' I ask, nervously.
'Then show them that they are one. Forgive them Jessica and their flaws. They grew up differently from most people. Show them a whole other world that they never knew existed.' Lily says, smiling. 'Laugh with them, make them smile, believe in them and stand by them. You obviously care about this person... so do something about it. Let them know you and get to know them more.'
I suddenly grin.
'You're way too smart for your own good Lily!' I grin, before hugging her. 'Thank you, I really needed that.'
'That's what friends are for.' Lily reassures me. 'Tell me how it goes!'
I don't wait a second longer before dashing out my dormitory. I run down the stairs and don't even notice if James is still in the common room. I need to somehow find Lucius and tell him... something. Tell him that I won't regret it, that it's not a mistake and that I do want to get to know him. I can't get this far only to quit, can I?
Finding Lucius is always harder now that I don't have access to the Marauders Map anymore, but I'm sure I can always count on him to be near the dungeons. I abhor that floor, minus the nearby kitchens, but he loves it. It's like home to him apparently.
I keep my wand ready, preparing to run into Slytherins. Let's face it, I don't exactly have the greatest luck in the world.
I stop dead, not because I find him, but because I hear a giggling voice around the corner.
'Lucius, stop that! It tickles!'
I pinch myself, thinking I'm in another dream. Nothing. I pinch myself harder, trying to block out girlish squeals. Okay, I'm a Gryffindor. Whatever's happening, I can check it out. It can't be what I think it is, after all.
But of course, I'm wrong.
Turning the corner, I see some Slytherin girl with her back pressed against the wall. She's giggling and flirting with Malfoy who seems all too interested in her. He's fiddling with her skirt and her shirt, paying no attention to anyone else who may be watching. He starts kissing her very soon and she moans, a little too loudly, in my opinion. She clearly wants people to know she's about to be fucked by Lucius Malfoy.
A bitter smile appears on my face as I imagine the look he's giving her and the lustful dance he's doing with his eyes. It's about the only emotion I ever see in him after all. Lust. I get the same look every other girl gets, nothing more and I'm his girlfriend. Yup, girlfriend. They very same girlfriend who was running around the castle, desperate to assure him that our relationship isn't a mistake, that I will accept him for who he is and that I want to get to know him.
I hear a low whistle beside me and I sigh, already knowing who's beside me. After all, Sirius has a similar whistle.
'You must've really pissed him off.' Regulus remarks.
'Not more than usual.' I say, trying to feign indifference. 'He always sleeps around with other girls.'
'Yeah, but do you know who that girl is?' Regulus questions.
Well, as long as it isn't Marlene, I doubt it'll mean anything to me.
'Just some Slytherin.' I reply, shrugging.
'Not just any Slytherin.' Regulus tells me. 'That's Sylvia Selwyn.'
I frown and give Regulus a quizzical look. 'Is that supposed to mean something to me? I've never even heard of her.'
Regulus nods her head. 'It's definitely supposed to mean something to you.'
I doubt it.
'Two birds, one stone.' Regulus says. 'Very nice.'
'What?' I ask.
'He's more pissed off than you think he is.' Regulus informs me. 'I'd be careful if I were you. Lucius Malfoy is not someone you want to mess around with.'
But... she's just another stupid girl.
'This is going to be interesting.' Regulus says, smugly. 'Hogwarts is every bit as fun as everyone said.'
'I'm glad you find amusement in my sorrow.' I say, despite myself.
Who am I kidding? Regulus obviously knows I'm upset. I mean, what kind of girlfriend wants to catch her boyfriend fucking another girl?
'Not just yours.' Regulus says, smirking now.
'Lucius doesn't look that upset.' I say, scornfully.
'Who said anything about Lucius?' Regulus questions. 'Goodnight Jessica. The last thing you need right now is to get detention for breaking curfew.'
I sigh and pull my eyes off of Selwyn and Lucius. Regulus is right, I don't need any more trouble that I've already got. Thankfully, tomorrow is a new day and I'm very sure I'll be spending every second of it trying to get back at James and Sirius before they get me again.
Author's Note: Hope you guys enjoyed that. Next chapter, there's some Quidditch, some detention, a birthday, oh and some more pranks. Thanks for reading!
- Lady Rosalie B.
