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Snogging Rights
Potions had been devised of an hour or so of Snape's beady eyes staring at you from behind as you fumbled with ingredients to finish the complicated potion in which a major of part of your grade would lie.
When finally it was over, the fourth year Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students would have ran from the poorly lit dungeons if Snape would have permitted it. Of course, it would have only resulted in an extra assignment, or worse a detention with the fowl man, so they exited in the normal, orderly manner and felt their stress instantly leave as they shed the darkness and climbed up into the light.
Potions was followed by Divination. Although a rare occurrence, Jessica reached the classroom first. Her petite stature was a disadvantage in this case, as she couldn't reach the string above to pull down the ladder on which she was to climb up to the musky classroom. Staring at the spot above her, she didn't notice the dark haired boy approaching her.
"Would you like a hand, or perhaps a couple inches added to your height?" He emitted a low chuckle as he pulled down the ladder and crawled up into the classroom.
Jessica rolled her eyes. Luke was no doubt attractive, with a form that even Alex, the blue eyed "God" she'd been known to stare at whenever possible, couldn't match up to, but he was rude and impossible to get along with.
After being shoved past by a few other students, Jessica too climbed up the ladder and chose a seat at an empty table, waiting for a friendly face to appear, or at the very least, Professor Trelawney. Although she had no lack of friends, she wasn't as much of the social butterfly here as she was at home. In fact, she was much more interested in her studies. Still, sitting alone while others talked amongst themselves in groups of friends made her feel uncomfortable.
Her wish was seemingly about to be granted as a chair beside her was pulled out and Jessica turned, expecting to be looking into the face of Gryffindor, Peter Lisely, but instead looking up at Luke.
"Don't look so disappointed, Ms. Nicole." He said taking a seat. "I know you were hoping to see little Petey, but you'd have to wait until after class to begin your snogging, anyway."
Jessica gasped, and saw that the girls at a nearby table were snickering at her. "How dare you!" She said standing, searching her mind for something to say. "I wouldn't be snogging a guy like him.." She sputtered.
"Well, at least now he doesn't have to get his hopes up." Luke sneered.
Jessica's face instantly fell.
"'A guy like him?' What exactly am I like, Jessica?" Peter asked, walking towards her from behind. Jessica turned and instantly saw the hurt in the innocent blue eyes and the strain on his pale face as he fought to hold a nonchalant look.
"Oh, Peter. I didn't mean it like that.." She started.
"Oh, so what did you mean? Guys with a brain aren't the type for you, are they? Good looking, obnoxious ones who won't think twice about a break in the broom closet are more your style, aren't they? Especially if they have blue eyes, eh?"
Tears began to sting her eyes as she stared unbelievably at him, "You know I wouldn't do that."
"Quite the opposite, Jessica, I don't know you at all."
Cruel laughter and chattering flooded her ears. "So, who were you spending time in the broom closet with, Jess?" Several girls from a nearby table taunted, "Or is it a different one everyday?"
Just as the professor entered the room Jessica stormed out, stumbling over panel in the floor and awkwardly climbing down.
"My heavens, go fetch her someone."
And so, with a smug grin on his face, Luke followed after her.