Chapter 2:
Gold light shined through my eyelids, causing me to wake up. My eyes were practically swollen shut from all of my crying last night, and I felt my cheeks burn. I hadn't meant to cry so much, honestly. It just…happened. I was hoping it would never happen again because I hated feeling so vulnerable to my emotions and Robin was definitely not worth all the trouble. I forced open my eyes, waking up to the dormitory bathed in morning light. I could see the corner of Dominique's bed and her perfectly manicured hand hanging down off the covers. Her trademark, flaw of a snore filled the room. I almost laughed. Turning over slightly, I could see the other two girls who shared our dormitory. One of them was Roxanne Pickens; a headstrong Gryffindor who we had instantly became friends with ever since she put plastic snakes under our pillows in our first year. The seemingly muggle trick had caused us to overlook the prank itself, and get to know the real Roxanne, who had been raised in a muggle orphanage her whole life. The other girl in our room was Grace Wumbledar, someone who was so quiet and shy all the time; I often forgot that she was capable of human speech. I stretched my arms and legs, swinging them over the side of the bed and reaching the hardwood floors.
It was Saturday, and today, I was determined not to let Robin get to me. I quietly crept across the dorm to the bathroom, and readied myself for the day. The warm shower I decided to take helped me think, and after a few minutes, the dormitory was filled with sounds. Roxanne was humming a popular muggle song she had heard on the radio over the summer. I could hear the turning of the pages of Grace's book. Dominique continued to snore, but I knew she would be awake soon. I stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and dressed in the same hoodie I had fallen asleep in, and some shorts. Hogwarts didn't really have a dress code on weekends, and the warm summer air that lingered refused to leave. Still, the rain from last night that had finally stopped had left a slight chill to the air, and I hugged my body tight as I made my way downstairs to the common room.
It was completely empty downstairs except for Albus, who had fallen asleep on one of the couches, a Transfiguration book open on his stomach. I smiled as I placed a hand on his forehead, immediately losing it in his messy black hair. He turned his head to my hand in his sleep, a peaceful look overtaking him. When he wasn't awake, he could be pretty quiet. I took one last look at him before leaving the common room through the portrait hole and taking a familiar path to the great hall for some breakfast.
On Saturdays, usually no one gets up as early as I do. This is something I have grown to savor in the passing years. I hardly ever get time to myself because of my huge family and my other friends and peers constantly surrounding me. The house tables were scattered with a few random people, all half asleep and munching on pieces of toast. I sat down at the Gryffindor table, reaching for a glass of orange juice.
Scanning the hall, I noticed how empty the Slytherin table was. There were only two people, Scorpius Malfoy, and his best friend Hayden DeMoine. I had tried to avoid Scorpius over the years ever since that episode on the train that I could still remember vividly. He had scarred me with that look, and every time I looked at him, it would just come back to me. However right now, Scorpius looked a mess. His regularly immaculately styled hair was disheveled and his eyes looked tired, like he hadn't gotten a good night's sleep in a few weeks. He kind of reminded me of myself. He was looking at the copy of the Daily Prophet in his lap, so I was free to stare at him all I liked while he was preoccupied. Hayden was falling asleep against the table, and I knew he would never realize I was looking at either of them.
Feeling like a stalker, I sipped my orange juice and stared at Scorpius. No— stared felt like a strong word for the situation; like I was spying on him or something (which I wasn't.) I racked my brain to come up with a new word. Observed! That's right, I was observing Scorpius.
Anyway, I guess I had started to doze off or something. I hadn't even realized that my orange juice was empty, or that Scorpius was staring back at me. Blushing, I averted my gaze. I had inherited what was called "the Weasley blush", most often used by my dad. Scorpius must have known I was observing him by now, because of my violently pink cheeks. I searched the hall for something to look at other than Scorpius. A few other people had come into the hall in the meantime, and I landed on a familiar face with deep brown hair and striking green eyes. Robin.
My stomach lurched. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to be avoiding Robin today. My world went crazy, what the hell was happening? I couldn't stay in the hall any longer. I stood up, sprinting out the doors, accidentally knocking a few people over but not truly caring. I ran down the corridors, willing my legs to move faster, trying to get as far away from Robin as possible. Finally, I found an empty classroom, and I ran inside, quickly shutting the door behind me.
I slid down the door to the floor, taking deep breaths from exhaustion. Why was he doing this to me? I wasn't supposed to care about Robin anymore, so why did I? Why was he able to get to me this way? I broke down in silent sobs, though no tears came. My body shook, but I couldn't find it in myself to cry anymore. I shook from not understanding, from feeling weak, and from hoping beyond all hope that Robin would not come looking for me.
It took all of my will power to stand up, heave myself over to a desk, and lean against it, away from the door. I continued to sob, unable to stop. Was I going crazy? Probably.
The room was quiet, except for my quick breaths and the few sounds from the window. It was so quiet, I could hear the door handle opening, and I snapped my head up to meet the eyes of none other than Scorpius Malfoy.
A/N: Ooh! Suspenseful much? Let me know what you think and if this story is going anywhere! Good news is, I have the first few chapters already typed up so there won't be a long wait in between until later and I might work on one tonight Thanks for the review Youknowwho not Voldemort ;)
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