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Chapter 4: Jealousy is an Ugly Beast

Ria's POV

As soon as our lips met, we broke apart. Or, more accurately, were pulled away as I started to levitate. I would have giggled at my sudden weightlessness, but the giddiness that I had recently experienced had vanished, and shock had replaced it. What had I done? Oh yeah, that's right I kissed Scorpius. I glanced back down at the blond-haired boy, who looked just as shocked as I felt. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, when I crashed down to the floor very abruptly. I whipped my head around, searching for the person who put me down. My eyes rested on Madame Pomfrey. She stalked over me, running her eyes up and down my body, looking for any sighs of remaining giddiness.

"Oh good, you're healed," she said rather curtly, turning on her heel to take care of some other drifting student.

I faced Scorpius, "Scorp—" I started but he cut me off. No, not with words, but with his lips. I reflexively pulled away and averted my eyes from his confused expression.

"What was that for?" he asked, referring to the fact that I ended the kiss.

"I might ask you the same question," I responded a little harshly.

Scorpius lifted his hands in surrender, "Hey, you kissed me first."

"Yeah, but I was under the effects if a Billywig sting, unlike you."

"And your point is…?" he asked, reaching for my hand. I didn't pull away.

"My point is, I'm not responsible for whatever I did."

"Sure you aren't," he whispered in my ear, tickling me slightly. "Now let's go find Albus and Ursula."

"I have a feeling I know where Albus is," I laughed.

"And where is that?"

"With Anya."

"I doubt it."

"And why is that?" I gave a sidelong glance at Scorpius, who was looking smug.

"Well, I, unlike some other people," he gave me a pointed look, "am actually observant."

"And…?" I responded, raising my eyebrows.

"And I noticed the way Albus as glancing at Ursula. I think you noticed to."

"What, you mean the whole 'jealous' thing? I wasn't serious. I just dubbed it resentment toward Ravenclaws. I mean, who doesn't hate the know -it-all?"

"Hm, sure you did, sure you did. And just FYI, Albus' aunt is a know-it-all."

"But she was in Gryffindor…"

"And your point is…?"

"Way to use the same line." Scorpius smirked and was about to respond, when he was cut off by a loud banging from a near by broom cupboard. With both of our eyes and mouths wide open, we warily walked to the source of the noise. Scorpius looked to me and gestured to the cupboard, clearly saying, "you open it." I rolled my eyes, and reached for the handle. Just as my fingers brushed the wood, it burst open, the sheer force of it flinging me backwards onto Scorpius. I shot him an apologetic look, but he wasn't paying attention. He was staring up at the ceiling instead. I followed his gaze, and to my great surprise, Albus and Ursula were slowly floating upwards.

"Found them," Scorpius whispered to me and I giggled. Maybe not all of the effects had worn off. I looked back up at my two friends, eyeing their composure. Ursula was blushing like mad, and trying to cover it with her hair, not realizing that her hair was much too short and all it did was bring more attention to her reddened cheeks. Her sweater was slightly rumpled as well. Albus, on the other hand, had this huge goofy smile on his face. Like a kid who's heard Christmas is coming early this year. His hair was sticking up in every direction (more so than it usually does) and his tie was undone.

"Were they…?" I asked Scorpius, not taking my eyes of the floating Slytherins.

"Stung by Billywigs? Yes. Extremely giddy? Yes. Stuck in a broom cupboard? Yes." Scorpius said, smirking.

"I was going to ask if they were snogging." I replied with a roll of my eyes.

"I think it's safe to say yes, they were snogging."

"Hey! Can you idiots stop flirting for one minute and get us down!" Ursula cried, make Scorpius and I blush. I got myself off of him, smoothing down my robes, and then reached down to help up Scorpius.

"Why don't you find Madame Pomfrey, while I somehow try to keep them from floating away?" Scorpius suggested, glancing back up at Albus and Ursula.

"Why can't I stay here?" I asked stubbornly, putting my hands on my hips.

"Because," Scorpius rested his hands on my shoulders, "you have a very short attention span, and we don't want two Slytherin's floating about, uncontrolled, around the castle. And if I recall, you're quite the fast runner," he smirked.

"Oh ha-ha. You're just hilarious," I said sarcastically. Scorpius grinned, playfully shoved me towards the Great Hall and I started a paced jog to Madame Pomfrey.

Georgia's POV

How dare that bitch, that Mudblood kiss Scorpius? My Scorpius? Does she not know the girl code? I saw him first! I know his exact birth time and date! I know where in Malfoy Manor he sleeps! I know his favorite classes! I know everything there is to know about Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. And then that bitch, Citriana Oliver came in and started snogging him! And I thought she was so nice. Yah, nice my arse.

Not being able to bear seeing the love of my life kiss another person, I stomped out of the Great Hall, down two flights of stairs, and into the Slytherin common room. In all the confusion, I was thankfully able to deflect the Billywigs. God, who hired that oaf anyways? I threw my bag down roughly on a nearby couch and winced when I heard my new ink bottles shatter. But I was too enraged to stop. I continued my march up to my good friend, Molly's, dormitory. I knew Molly like all the other pureblood families did, parties and distant relatives. But nonetheless, aside from my sister, Molly is my closest friend. Sure, I have "friends" but not many that I really trust. Especially not Darcy Nuotsabus. She may be cute and all, with her flaming orange hair, clear blue eyes, and numerous freckles. First of all, she could pass as a Weasley, and not only in looks. She has a super high tolerance of muggles and muggle-borns. It's quite irritating. Based on what I have experienced in the last few days, Muggle-borns are not to be trusted.

When I reached her dormitory, I wondered whether or not Molly would actually be in there. Well, I reasoned with myself, she wasn't at breakfast and god knows she's a late sleeper. Of course that filthy mudblood and the half-blood whore wouldn't think to wake her up. Coming to the resolution that Molly was, in fact, still sleeping, I shoved open the door with a bang and stalked over to the only bed with the curtains drawn. I reached out and yanked them open, light flooding in. There, sleeping soundly was none other than Molly Richards.

"Molly," I growled and shook her violently, "wake-up, it's important! MOLLY!"

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU—" Molly started, but cut short when she was it was me. "Georgie! This better be important, or else you let me go back to sleep."

"One, don't call me that. Two, it's already lunch. And three, yes! It's very important!"

"Ugh, what is it now!"

"You roommate just snogged Scorpius!" I cried. That woke her up. She launched herself off the bed and at me.

"Who was it?" she screeched. And when I didn't reply, she practically screamed at the top of her lungs, "GEORGIA JENKINS YOU BETTER TELL ME WHO ON EARTH SNOGGED OUR SCORPIUS!"

"I'll give you three guesses," I sneered.

Molly gasped, "The mudblood! Ugh that foul evil little cockroach! What are we going to do?"

"Well," I started, giving Molly a knowing look, "she already had a rough start to the morning…"

"That was you? You woke me at two in the bloody morning!" Molly was back to screeching.

"Maybe, maybe not," I shrugged and she lunged at me. I quickly grabbed my wand and cast a simple shield charm. Molly was pushed backwards, landing on her arse.

"Ugh, it was you! You know how much I need my sleep," She pushed herself up and smoothed down her robes.

"I told you, it's might not have been me!"

"Well why can't you give me an exact answer!"

"Why can't you just leave it! I have a plan, now listen!" that snapped her our of it. She leaned in close as I intertwined out arms and began pulling her towards the Great Hall, whispering all the way.

A/N: I'm super super sorry that this one is much shorter than the other ones! there might be a little but of some chappie inconsistency. after all, last chapter was 3x as long as the other ones. Anyways, i hope you enjoyed it (cause I did) and there will be more soon!

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