"Weasley? Uh, hello?" I heard from behind me. My head was so filled with bubbles my mind hadn't registered him waiting, leaning against the wall. I'd walked right by the attractive blonde, my mind filled with someone's else's face. I turned towards him as he caught up with me. "Jesus, did you finally lose the last of your brain cells?" He continued, clearly annoyed. Scorpius Malfoy was not used to being dismissed. Malfoy's cutting comment did not pull me out of my reverie.
"Why are you walking with me?" I asked him. Shouldn't he have left to go to breakfast?
"Do you need to go to Mungo's? We're going to the heads dorm! But it's fine by me if you want to attempt to find it yourself. I'm sure your family would move on quickly once your lack of sense had you gone missing forever." He spit out.
"Oh, yeah. Okay. Let's go then." I said. I felt like my voice was softer than usual. I noticed that Scorpius was looking at me like a puzzle. Maybe he thought I was planning something against him. The narcissist. This had nothing to do with him. I looked down at the envelope in my hands, running my thumb over the handwriting. And suddenly it was taken from my grasp. I stared at Malfoy, unable to move for a second as he smirked at me. He started to look down to read it and I lunged for it. He sidestepped and held it out of my way. The movement had sent me down to the floor. I got up as quick as I could but it was too late.
"Hmm, Weasley, exactly who is Lucas Wyatt? Should I go ask Diggle why you've had love eyes since walking out of there?" Scorpius said in a sing songy voice, keeping the envelope out of my hands as I kept trying to grab it. He switched it from hand to hand, spinning around, side stepping me with grace.
"I did not have love eyes! I was just excited about being head girl!" I exclaimed. The excuse sounded weak even to my ears.
"Oh please, a second ago you had completely forgotten about being head girl." Malfoy dismissed. "Really though… What has got your grammy panties in a twist?" He continued with a crude look in his eyes. Being the defensive impulsive idiot that I am, I disputed.
"Nothing! I do not wear grammy panties you rude arse." I walked right into his trap. A smirk crept across his face and he stepped towards me.
"No? What exactly are you wearing? Or is it nothing? Is that your little secret? A slag trapped in a virgin's body?" Scorpius' words were mean and crude yet his tone was soft and seductive. I found myself glued to the spot. "Or was Lucas able to push you to the side you pretend to be so ignorant of, even when your eyes betray that? Was he able to see all the desperate wanting in your eyes, Weasley?" Scorpius' gray eyes bored into my own. I felt a pull at my stomach. And then something else rose up in my stomach. Guilt.
Here I was being turned on by one (horrible) man while supposedly loving a boy in the Great Hall waiting for me and wondering of the soft touches of another. It felt like Scorpius could read my mind. His eyes squinted at me and flashed me a wicked smile before licking his lips. I could not help but shiver.
Scorpius stepped back with a laugh. In that moment, I swear if the bricks had come alive and pulled me into them, entrapping me forever, I would not have minded. I was redder than my Gryffindor sweater. Scorpius handed me back my letter, knowing he'd won this round. My face squished up as I tried to convince myself not to kick him down the stairs as he led me to the dormitory.
Scorpius left me to brew in my embarrassed silence while a self-satisfied grin adorned his face the entire walk up to the seventh floor. We stopped at a tapestry of a lively woman complimenting a bored looking man as they stood by a fire.
"Jenemis, we have visitors." The man in the painting instructed her. His domineering, dismissive tone made me want to take a muggle machete out and scrape through the tapestry.
"Hovier, Jenemis. This is Rose, the other Head Student. I am taking her to her room to get settled but we can decide on a password now." Scorpius said matter-of-factly. I stared at him.
"Head Girl? She does not look like much and I will not have you dishonor your title by lying." The man apparently called Hovier dismissed.
"Excuse me? I am Head Girl and I can ask the Headmistress to have you replaced in
matter of seconds you absolute bast-" Scorpius covered my mouth with his hand.
"She is Head Girl. I would not bother to sneak her type in." Scorpius informed Hovier. I bit his hand hard at this insinuation.
"Fine, if you insist." Hovier sighed, as if he was simultaneously outright offended and completely unbothered. "The password, Boy?" He directed this question exclusively to Scorpius. I was two seconds away from ripping down the tapestry and casting a spell to shred it.
"Chrysocolla." Scorpius responded without a second thought. At that, the tapestry pulled itself to the side as a door materialized. Scorpius walked through. It dawned on me then that we would actually be living together. Part of me was disgusted. I won't discuss the other part.
"You're on the right Weasel." Scorpius dismissed as he went to grab something from his room on the left. The common room had two desks, bookshelves accompanying each one on the left wall. In the center of the room was a large plush silver and gold carpet. The couch was a luscious red and the two green armchairs threw it all off for me. I imagine Scorpius felt similarly about the couch. The fireplace was unlit at the moment was my mind was filled with pleasant images of nights reading by the fire, of being silly with Roxy til late hours by it. My smile was torn off my face by Malfoy's words.
"You're going to miss breakfast if you keep staring at that fireplace. Be my guest to jump in anytime of course." Scorpius said pleasantly as he was half out the door. I glared at him for a second before turning around.
"I need to check my room. Don't know what you may have done in my absence. But thank you for the concern about my hunger." I yelled over my shoulder. I heard the door close as he snorted.
The room was not huge but it was larger than my one at home and the bed was larger and seemingly more comfier than the ones in the Gryffindor dorms. I hid my envelope in my pillowcase- I did not want to read it now. I needed to be on my game now. I was Head Girl, it was the first day of classes. I would make an awesome first impression. I sighed as my stomach growled, knowing I'd have to forego breakfast so I could make it to Defense ten minutes early.
By the time I'd finished charms and divination for the day, I was absolutely starving. I ran down the divination stairs as soon as I was let out, nearly knocking over some second years. Divination was a stupid class to be taking in my seventh year. But Professor Trelawney said she was inspired by me and the woman was so old and senile that I couldn't bear to upset her. Plus it was the one class that Scorpius did not share with me.
I was in the middle of shoving a chicken leg in my mouth when I felt hands slip over my eyes.
"Guess who?" Miles questioned in a happy voice. Guilt and I were best friends at this point, I hardly felt her stabs to my stomach as I remembered just how bloody pleasant my boyfriend was.
"Hi, Miles." I said as best as I could with a face full of food. He smiled widely at me and plopped down. He looked like he was about to ask me something as Roxy exploded onto the seat next to me. Her lips were green and her eyebrows were purple. I nearly choked on my food in laughter.
"Your brother is a right git! All because I scored on him during the last game! I don't care that he's fifteen I am going to maim him so badly no girl will ever-"
"Roxy! No! Merlin, don't say something like that." I was officially grossed out by whatever she was about to mention.
"Just bloody fix my face." Roxy huffed. Even though Roxy was irate with Hugo, most of my family had a code. No matter the prank, don't tattle tale. Roxy was one of the ones who took this to an extreme which usually meant she'd come to me for help rather than going to the Hospital Wing.
Once Roxy was fixed and a little more fed, she was just as fun as usual. Miles laughed along with us.
"Rose! Congrats!" I heard from behind me. Albus was coming to hug me. Shit. I had not told either Miles nor Roxy. The latter was going to kill me.
"Thanks, Albie. Um, so it slipped my mind but um I'm head girl." I admitted, turning to Roxy and Miles as they seem awfully confused. I pulled the badge out of my pocket. I had not put it on yet. I didn't feel like I had earned it yet. Roxy swatted my arm and pretended to faint.
"Rosie! I'm so happy for you!" Miles exclaimed. The smile did not quite meet his eyes though. I took his hand under the table and squeezed it.
"Oh my god, I knew it. It was just too good to be true. Rose Weasley, taking the stick out her ass. Ah, it was a good twenty four hours." Roxy teased but I could see that she was happy for me.
"And we'll get to hang out more, Rosie!" Albus commented. I looked at him quizzically. "It's Scor's dorm too so we'll probably both be there." He clarified. I groaned.
"Albus, you have bad timing." Roxy told him.
"Al, I am happy to see you more don't get me wrong. But the idea of spending time in that place intentionally with Scorpius, ugh. I'd rather have my wand arm broken." I commented. Albus' face fell but I could see it was what he expected.
"Yeah, I know. I just- maybe you could… We'll talk later but congrats, Ro." Albus hugged me again and walked back over to where Malfoy was sitting. I wasn't sure if it was preceded by how's or who's but I knew he mouthed one of those and Lucas. I glared at him and squeezed Miles' hand under the table as I turned back to my food.
Seventh year, first day… had been eventful. The year was already exhausting. And she hadn't even started on the already mounting homework awaiting her in her backpack.
AN sorry about this being short! Holidays and such blah blah blah
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