Lucy-
Lucy pulled out something that Uncle Harry gave to her on her fourteenth birthday. His Invisibility Cloak. She ran down the switching staircase and slowed down every time Professor Garland, Divination. She got past the guard dog, Pim, and believe it or not, he didn't smell her perfume. She pulled off the cloak as soon as she got out of the gates. She got so excited that she found herself running to the trees. She found herself inside a glade. There was a boulder that was big enough for her to sit on, so she did. She waited, and waited, and waited. 10:40. She stood up and turned around. Circling and circling and she still found nothing. "Stop spinning, Alice, you'll find yourself in a rabbit hole."
It was Cyrus, hiding behind a tree.
"Why did you want to see me now? Out of all times, now?" asked Lucy.
"I was busy. Really busy. Even if we did keep in touch, I wouldn't be doing it often and you'd get angry," he explained.
"I already am angry," she bluntly said. "I know that and I'm sorry. Just listen to me carefully. I wanted to talk, honest."
Walking her way he took his big hands and stroked her long red hair. She shivered a bit and looked up at him. His eyes were staring right through her. But then she regained her strength and stiffened herself.
"Did you forget what happened last year? At all?" "Absolutely not. You kept appearing over and over and over again in my mind. In my dreams. EVERYWHERE!"
"I felt the same thing. But I'm still angry.
"I know. I'd like you to stay that way. It makes you extra cute."
Cyrus pulled Lucy inward and kissed her so fiercely that Lucy lost total balance in her limbs and fell in his arms. Passion was igniting. Sparks were flying (literally because there were fireflies in the air that night). Love was definitely in the air. They both fell to the ground, but it barely hurt because nothing could ruin this moment.
"So, what does this mean?" asked Lucy.
"What does what mean?" asked Cyrus. "This," she pointed out their position on the ground. "What would you call it?"
"A great start to our story," he responded with a smile.
"That is so cliche," she said, "but it's sweet."
Hugo-
It was morning. Hugo Weasley ran out of his dormitory and into the Gryffindor Common Room. In there he found his sister, Rose talking with their cousin, Fred. Hugo had a sly grin on his face and was eager to black mail Rose. That sounded okay with him even if he did know how sick it actually was. Hugo walked over with swagger in his step and graciously asked for a moment with Rose.
"What do want?" said Rose.
"Tell me what you've been up to, Rosie," he started. "I feel like we need to talk about our lives more."
Rose gave a suspicious look at him and squinted a bit.
"I'm...fine. Is there something you wanted to talk about in particular?"
"Actually, now that you mention it there is. You see, as my job as a younger brother it is my duty to annoy you as much as I possibly can. This job consists of doing things that get on your nerves like filling your perfume bottle with polyjuice potion, rummaging through your underwear drawer...reading your diary," he raised his eyebrows a quarter of an inch.
Rosie widened her eyes so big that you could see every detail of color in them. "You didn't," she whispered fiercely.
"Oh, I did," he laughed out, "and it's going to get you in so much trouble once Mum and Dad find out."
"You are not going to tell them!" she shouted. Almost everyone in the common room could hear her, but went back to their own conversations.
"Well, I could tell them or you could just do as I say for the rest of the semester."
"Fine! Anything to get you from telling them. Do you know how angry they'd be? They'd send me to prison camp or some other school where I have no friends!"
"I know. That's the beauty of it," he chuckled out. He then let out a malicious laugh so loud that people were getting a little concerned by what was going on with the two of them.
"But remember, if you don't do everything I say, you can kiss your little boy toy goodbye before Mum and Dad will file charges for sexual harassment."
Rose's nostrils flared up the size of balloons and was prepared to give him a ranting speech about how she is so much better than him and that she doesn't have to take it. But what good would it do? He had actually gotten to her. He had never done that before. Rose walked back over to Fred. "Everything okay with you two?" he asked.
"You could call it that," said Rose.
"Or I could say that Hugo has something shady up his sleeve and he's blackmailing you," Fred added.
"That too. Whatever works for you," she said and walked off.
Lysander-
"Roxanne, you don't have to put on that red light," Lysander Scamander started singing to himself. He sat at the Ravenclaw table tapping his foot to the beet of, "El Tango de Roxanne".
"Would you stop daydreaming?" asked his brother, Lorcan Scamander. "We have to stay focused. Quidditch tryouts are this weekend and we need to be prepared."
Lysander was still thinking. Thinking and humming. Humming and thinking. Lorcan rolled his eyes and leaned over and said.
"I think I just saw a nargle," he fibbed.
"WHAT? Where?" asked Lysander. All his distractions were gone and he was anticipated to see a nargle.
"Will you pay attention. Please?" "Sorry. It's just that, she's so beautiful!"
"Quit your wining. You spent the entire summer doing that and it made me sick. The only person I could have a civilized conversation with is Dominique Weasley. Not that it wasn't unpleasant, but you're so lovesick that it makes me sick sick!"
"Sorry. I'll stop."
They both nodded their heads and started talking Quidditch.
"So, you going out for Keeper again?" asked Lysander.
"I don't know. I think I want to be a Seeker."
"You know you're going to have a lot of competition against you don't you?"
"Yeah, but it wouldn't hurt to try, right?"
"Yeah, I guess."
Rose-
Rose was looking both ways to make sure that no one was noticing her signals for Malfoy. She finally caught his eye. She raised her eyebrows and motioned her head out of the Great Hall. Scorpius responded with a subtle nod. She got out of her seat and held out the number ten on her fingers. She waited outside the door. Ten seconds later, there was Scorpius. "What's up?" he asked.
"My stupid brother found us out."
"What?"
"Yeah, and now I'm like his slave or something."
"Well let me talk to him,"
"No that'll just give him a better reason to tell my parents."
Scorpius did a semi-pace around Rose and ran his fingers through his hair. Then he said, "I can't believe this got out."
"Well you know what happens with secrets. They blow up in your face!"
"I know, but this was supposed to last longer."
The next bell rang for class. Rose started to walk away, but felt something pull her back. It was Scorpius's hand.
"What?" she asked.
"You forgot something."
"What?" she looked around.
"This," he leaned in and kissed her.
They departed and Rose felt a smile on her face, even though she was not in the mood for it.
"Thanks. I needed that."
