So what Scorpius said was right. I didn't believe it… I didn't want to…
I took in a shaky breath and said, in the most forgiving tone I could muster up, that it was okay. That I forgave him. I let him cry on me for the rest of the afternoon. I t was only when I got into bed and relaxed that I realised…
I cared.
When I woke up the next morning my face was stiff from crying. The realisation of last night had sunk in and I had barely slept.
I staggered out of bed, nearly tumbling to the floor.
"Rose?" Lily said, worriedly. I looked at her. She was all dressed and was packing her bag with the appropriate books and equipment for today's lesson.
"What?" I creaked out, my voice sounding like a frog's "ribbit".
"You going to class?" she questioned. I crawled back into bed.
"No. Maybe later." I grumbled and buried myself in my duvet. She sighed and went towards the door, un-bolting it. "
Where's Rose?" I heard Victoire's feminine voice mutter. I didn't hear a response but I could just imagine Lily shaking her head to say "It didn't matter" or that they "shouldn't worry." But they should've been worried…
They had no idea what I was going to do next.
After all the Gryffindor's had left, I made my way down to the Common Room. Ryan Finn, a 6th year Slytherin, was knocking. I let him in and smiled at him sleepily, happy I had freshened up.
"Hey." He grinned.
"Hi." I replied sweetly. He stuck his head in and looked around.
"Scorpius here?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"No, why?"
"He isn't in the Common Room and no one can find him. We thought we'd check here."
"I haven't seen him since yesterday…"
"Oh."
Silence…
"What about his dorm?"
"I don't know. We'd rather NOT check in there. Last time he practically murdered us. "Do you want me to go and check?"
He blinked at me, surprised. "Sure. If you're up for it." I nodded.
Ryan led me to the Slytherin Common Room with his hands casually in his pockets. Feeling suddenly cautious that a 6th year Slytherin was strolling beside me, I walked slightly behind him. I guess you could say I was intimidated easily…
He stopped suddenly and I bumped into him, tumbling to the ground. He seemed to have rolled over in the process so I landed with my face on his chest. "Oops…" I muttered, until I looked up and saw him staring at me. Realising our position, I blushed furiously. "Sorry…" I mumbled. I put my hands on either side of his torso to push myself up, but, taking me by surprise, he brought his masculine hands to my back and pushed me back down onto him. I looked at him quizzically. He smiled oddly and moved his hands lower, lightly brushing my lower back before resting them on my rear-end. I gasped and rapidly tried to push myself up again, but he grabbed my head in his hands forcefully, causing me to smash down on his lips where he held my face. I felt his move his lips against mine and I closed my eyes instinctively and returned to kiss. He seemed to smile against it which brought me back to reality and I snapped open my eyes, trying to pull away. I heard the door open and Ryan pushed me off him gently. I toppled off him. I sat up, shocked and wiped my lips. Looking at him, outraged, I realised what had just happened! He looked back at me softly and said "I'm so sorry. I have a girlfriend." Appalled, I turned to the door, where the entree was growling and giving me a death looks. Oh no.