CHAPTER 32: Conflict

"Regulus! Christ, you scared me," Isabella jumped. Regulus smirked and proceeded to snake his hands around her waist.

"No, not now!" Isabella swatted his hands away. Regulus narrowed his eyes at her.

"You never came at 8," he coldly said. She shrugged her shoulders.

"I was busy," she blankly replied. "Nice to know you were thinking about me at 8."

"I don't waste my time, Clarke," Regulus spat. Isabella narrowed her eyes at him.

"What do you want, Black?" She rolled her eyes at him. Regulus took a step closer towards her, which caused her to step back.

"You of course…well, your body at least," Regulus smirked at her. Isabella looked around to see if anyone was looking.

"Don't even think about it. You can fuck off," she gritted her teeth and started to storm away. Regulus grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"Listen to me Clarke. If you don't give me what I want, I'll be forced to expose your little slutty ass to Hogwarts, understand?" Regulus squeezed her arm. Isabella winced at the pain but refused to show it on her face. She didn't want Regulus exposing what they had done…especially to Remus. She looked around again, hoping someone would come help her.

"…Fine, let's go," Isabella reluctantly agreed. Regulus smirked and loosened his grip on her arm, but still led her to the Slytherin Common Room.

Fuck, she thought. If Remus or Sirius were here, it would be very helpful.

"James, what the hell?" Remus and Sirius chastised. James looked bewildered.

"What the hell did I do?" He defended.

"Dude, there was no need to call her vermin!" Sirius exclaimed. James dropped his head in his hands.

"What do you two see in her anyways? I think she's annoying," he shook his head.

"James Potter, if you do not start being nice to her, I will be forced to confiscate your broomstick," Remus threatened. James widened his eyes.

"You would never," he dropped his voice. Remus slowly nodded his head. James flared his nostrils.

"FINE! You know what? Fine. I will TRY to be nice," James threw up his hands. Both Sirius and Remus smiled.

"Good boy," Sirius cooed.

"James, once you get to know her, she's lovely," Remus assured. James pushed his glasses back up his face.

Isabella lay next to Regulus, both panting in his bed.

"Well done Clarke, you're useful," Regulus smirked and nudged her arm. Isabella uncomfortably smiled and got up to put her clothes back on.

"Listen, Regulus. This was fun and games and all, but I don't-" she started. Regulus narrowed his eyes and cut her off.

"I'll do the deed," he smirked. Isabella raised her eyebrows.

"Deed? What deed?"

"Sirius. I'll hex him or beat him up or anything I come up with," Regulus shrugged.

"You don't need to anymore. Regulus, I'm done with you," Isabella grabbed her jacket and headed for the door. Regulus sprang up and blocked her from leaving.

"Why you leavin'?" He brushed her hair out of her face.

"Get the hell out of my way, or I'll kick you in the dick," Isabella threatened.

"What's the matter Clarke, you scared of me?" Regulus inched closer to her face. Isabella gritted her teeth and met his eyes, then smiled at him.

"Oh Reg, you wouldn't want me telling Dumbledore now, would you?" She innocently asked. Regulus narrowed his eyes at her.

"That would be a pretty fucking stupid idea," he started to wrap her hair around his hand.

"Well if you don't want me carrying it out, then let me go," she cooed. He yanked her hair back, exposing her neck.

"Alright Clarke, I'll let you go," Regulus said and immediately proceeded to give her a hickey. Isabella winced at the times he bit hard, and she was pretty certain he drew blood. He finished with a smile and opened the door for Isabella to leave. She ran her hand over the fresh hickey and quickly exited his room and the Slytherin common room, ignoring the hateful comments from other Slytherins. She headed straight for the girls' bathrooms to inspect the damage.

"Oh SHIT," she swore out loud, seeing the size of the massive, purple-red, obvious hickey. She flipped her collar upwards and proceeded to jog back to the Gryffindor common room. She entered to find the Marauders sitting and arguing on the armchairs. FUCK, she screamed in her head.

"Isabella! Hey!" Remus immediately jumped up.

"Oh hey Remus! I just need to uh go upstairs," Isabella tried to run off.

"Hey Clarke," Sirius chimed in. Isabella nervously smiled at him, which weirded him out. "Don't do that again," Sirius looked disgusted. Isabella narrowed her eyes and flipped him off.

"Isabella, James here has something he wants to say," Remus gestured to James.

"Wow, that's great. Remus, I really need to go upstairs," Isabella tried again to run off, but Remus wasn't having it.

"Isabella, this won't take long, and we worked hard for this. So just listen for a little bit, and then you can go!" Remus happily clapped his hands.

WHY IS HE ALWAYS THE HAPPIEST LITTLE SHIT IN THIS ROOM, Isabella screamed in her head. James finally stood up and walked over with great effort.

"Well Clarke-I mean, Isabella, I've come to the conclusion that you desire to be my friend, and I can be the kindest person today and let that happen. I shall no longer make you cry-"

"You never made me cry," Isabella interrupted. James started to turn red.

"Please don't interrupt me. As I was saying, I shall now start to be amicable with you, if you do so with me," James concluded. Isabella quickly nodded her head.

"Yep, sure, whatever you want. Okay Remus, I need to go," she tried once again to run off.

"Isabella, hang on! Why are you running off?" He questioned, concerned for her well-being.

"Remus, it's nothing! Please I really need to go," Isabella looked desperate to leave. Remus saw her covering her neck and grew even more concerned.

"What happened Isabella? Did someone hurt you?" He asked. She quickly shook her head, dreading revealing her huge hickey.

"It's nothing Remus, no DON'T-" she was cut off by Remus pulling down her collar and gasping.

"Christ Clarke," Sirius observed, smirking. "Ya got some action, eh?" he teased. Isabella blushed and looked at Remus.

"It's nothing Remus, I just need to go cover this up," she tried to reassure Remus, who was quite stone-faced.

"Oh, uh, yeah sure go ahead…didn't know you had a boyfriend already…" he murmured.

"I don't…okay guys I'll see you later," she ran upstairs, embarrassed. James didn't seem to care too much, but he was slightly interested to know whom Isabella had been with. Sirius was quite interested to find out who the mystery man was. Remus couldn't understand properly why or how Isabella found someone else as he was under the impression that she liked him.

"Fuck," Isabella mumbled and threw herself on her bed.

"Hey Isabella!" Lily called from her bed. Isabella looked up and saw Lily smiling at her.

"Hey Evans, whatsup?" Isabella spoke in her pillow.

"Nothing much, I just- oh wow, uhm, did you get…hit or…" Lily saw her hickey and wasn't sure how to ask. Isabella looked up again.

"It's a hickey Evans, just not from the right person," Isabella muttered. Lily's eyes grew.

"Did someone intentionally do that to you against your will?" Her voice rose.

"Not against my will, no. Intentionally, I think so," Isabella shook her head. Lily walked over and sat on Isabella's bed.

"You will tell me right now who did it. It's inappropriate and against proper behavior!" She exclaimed. Isabella smirked in her pillow. She wasn't sure whether to tell Lily about Regulus or not.

She is pretty trustworthy…and she's a prefect, Isabella thought.

"Look, if I tell you who it is, I don't want you to do anything about it. Swear to me that you won't do anything, alright?" Isabella drew her eyebrows together. Lily hesitated but nodded.

"Alright. I guess it is none of my business…but I still am concerned," Lily said. Isabella took a deep sigh.

"You promised, right? No telling anyone or no going after him?"

"Absolutely. I don't break my promises."

"Fine…it was Regulus Black."