C.F.R. 3
Inside the Great Hall, Aaron Young was rather unsettled. He felt absolutely horrible about what he did to Kylee. He had stayed up all night thinking of ways to apologize and to ask her out again. He was sure she would forgive him and give him a second chance. She had done so in the past. He watched Rory and Marcus clown their way to the Slytherin table.
'Good, she's alone, 'he thought as stood by the door. It was a rare occasion to catch Kylee without Rory attached to her hip or vise-versa. Not to mention the fact that Rory was the reason he and Kylee didn't want to be with him. Rory was the one who told Kylee that he wasn't worth her time and emotions. So nothing could be done with Kylee while Rory watched over her friend.
Kylee appeared a split-second later. Aaron stood up straighter and began to walk to where she was. He stopped. Jeff O'Malley, of all people in school, held her right hand. Aaron felt his jaw drop to the floor and his heart thudded dismally in his ankles. She really didn't give a whip about him anymore. He thought he saw her smirk in his direction. Perhaps it was only his paranoia acting up, but she barely even glanced his way, if she noticed him at all in reality.
His eyes flicked to Rory first and then O'Malley, as if it was their fault Kylee was over him. It was, but Kylee was the one who really made the decisions. Maybe there was no hope for him, and maybe there was. He resolved right then and there he would get Kylee back; not matter who he had to hurt.
Rory and Marcus were having World War III at the Slytherin table. Rory made a scene and dove under the table and yelled at Marcus.
"It really sucks that we can't get along all the time!" She bellowed, hugging her knees to her chest and a little red-faced, "I was just about to say yes as well," she pouted and hid behind her long bangs.
"All I want to do it take you out on a date!" He whispered furiously at her. He stuck his head up and noticed that half of the Hall was staring. "Stop staring; start eating!" He yelled and the whole Hall jumped and resumed their rather loud conversations.
"I hope you know that it isn't polite at all to ask a girl out and then tease her about how ridiculous her hair looks and make fun of the fact her nails are going to be Chinese Fireball Red for the rest of her life!" Rory muttered as Marcus lithely slid under the table with her.
Rory was amazed. "How do you do that? Be so tall and graceful? I'm jealous...I wish I could be graceful and skinny," she whined. Marcus laughed and pulled her into a tight hug.
"You can stay the way you are. I don't want you any skinnier! OK?" he said and pointed a rather skinny finger in her face.
She knocked his finger out of the way and nodded. "How about a picnic? I like picnics." she said and batted her unnecessarily long eyelashes in his face.
He smiled "Sounds perfect. I'll nick the food from the kitchen, and you?" he asked and turned her around to lean on him.
Rory smiled and laid her head on his chest. "I'll find the spot," she said and giggled. She moved to get out from under the table, but he pulled her back.
"It's a date," he said and planted a small kiss on her lips. He, once again, climbed gracefully out from under the table. She blushed magenta and fell backwards.
"Why hello cherry face! How are we this lovely afternoon?" Rory opened her eyes. She had fallen on Kylee's feet and her best friend was about to burst out laughing at her.
"SPLENDID! NO, BEEEEEYOND SPLENDID!...BRILLIANT!" Rory squealed. Kylee jammed a finger in her right ear.
"I kind of need that ear, love"
"You have another!" Rory sang as she came up the other side, only after hitting her head on the table. "Owie," she muttered and rubbed the spot it hurt.
Kylee was falling over laughing. In between giggle she managed to get out, "That's Karma for you!" Rory pouted.
Lunch was for the most part uneventful. No more unexpected occurrences. Jag and Thalia were missing, again, nothing unexpected.
The bell rang for afternoon classes, Kylee and Rory nearly cried with joy. Marcus held out his arm and O'Malley did the same. The girls exchanged glances, but said nothing. They took their men's arms.
Sean DeRobb was Rory's ex. He, according to Rory, was an unfeeling, paranoid little bastard that had nothing better to do than bring her down. She broke up with him after he hung out with another girl until like two in the morning. Merlin only knows what they were doing, and frankly, Rory didn't care. She dumped like garbage, only because that's what he was. He, apparently, was still madly, passionately in love with Rory still, to the point of total insanity. She let go of Marcus when she saw him approach. He was a Ravenclaw and his blue badge stood out like a black sheep among all of the green ones. Marcus leaned casually on the table and waited. He knew that this was her fight not his. He wouldn't get involved unless things got ugly. He slipped his wand up his sleeve just in case. Rory was a very capable girl, but there was not use in being unprepared.
"What do you want?" She asked him. He tossed his flaming red hair and scowled at her.
"I want another chance; I want you to get away from that bastard," he said, maniacally. It scared her. She though quickly to Kylee, Stay in the Entrance Hall, Sean's about to loose it, finally. Rory felt Kylee sprint to the door to the Great Hall. She and O'Malley waited; Rory noted that both of them could look really menacing when they wanted to.
"No," Rory said simply. She didn't think he needed any more explanation. She turned to walk back to Marcus. Sean's hands grabbed the front of her robes and he pulled her face close to him. She was unafraid. She felt Kylee try and talk to her, but she closed her mind to everyone.
"Are you scared of me?" He asked. Rory could tell that he had been drinking or something this breath smelled like death. Rory scowled.
"I'm not afraid of anything," she said and spat in his face. He recoiled and let go of her. She let her wand fall into her right hand and she pointed it at him, "Not you, not anyone," and she turned to walk away.
He dove for her ankles. Rory fell and Sean soon had her pinned to the ground. At that point Marcus, Kylee, O'Malley, the Slytherin Quidditch team, and a vast majority of the Slytherin house all had a hand in pulling Sean off of Rory and helping her to her feet. Marcus first got right where Sean could see him clearly and looked him in the eyes. No one noticed but Sean but Marcus's eyes flashed from his normal hazel color to a vibrant and evil yellow. Marcus grinned and let Kylee stand in front of Sean; Marcus then went and held Rory in his arms.
"If you ever touch her, talk to her, look at her like that again...better, if you ever touch her, talk to her, look at her at all again. I swear on everything I believe in I will hurt you, and I'm talking just a scrap or two, really hurt you. She ended and gave him a shove with her Converse.
Sean wiped Rory's spit out of his eye and stormed away, enduring curses given by everyone. Kylee watched him go with a death look on her face then spun around to look at Rory. Her face was in Marcus's chest and Kylee touched her shoulder. Rory looked up at her. Kylee turned waved everyone else off. When the majority of people were gone, Rory turned to Kylee. Kylee wiped one of Rory's tears with her hand.
"He won't be bothering you again," Kylee said and Rory smiled.
"Good," Rory sputtered through her tears. Marcus picked up their bags and wrapped his arm around Rory's waist. Kylee and O'Malley walked behind them. Kylee was obviously tense.
"What's up?" O'Malley whispered as they neared the common room.
"I'm just wondering. Sean is normally a very passive person; non-confrontational and definitely not the one to rely on physical attacks," she said and rubbed her temples.
"Something, someone, whatever; made Sean attack Rory like that," she broke off.
"I did fell a little weird when he grabbed her by the robe," he said. Kylee nodded, she debated with herself whether to tell him or not, she deiced that if he noticed, he was probably as aware of telepathic waves as she and Rory were.
"Rory has a strong telepathic/telekinetic mother. Incidentally, she has some abilities. What you felt was Rory's defensive shield, something that protects her mind from everyone and everything. I couldn't even reach her and usually I can. She's never shielded that hard before. She did it as a precaution, but she it so fast that it was like a wave, a mental current. I felt it, and I'm sure that's what you and others felt as well," she said and nodded. Rory would explain better later but, Rory was in no state to do anything but cry.
O'Malley nodded and watched Rory and her bright auburn hair.
"So what's the story on the hair?" he asked and Kylee started to laugh.
"It's longer than I'm willing to tell you right now," she said and put her head on his shoulder and giggled some more.