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"Honestly, Scor, was that really necessary?" I angrily questioned.

He smirked and said, "Wow, you're calling me 'Scor' now? You must really want me."

"Yes, me shortening your godforsaken name must mean that I desperately want you," I sarcastically replied.

He stepped closer to me and whispered, "I know it does, Lil."

His face was far too close to mine, but I couldn't move away as if I were in a trance. And oh dear gods, I really wanted to kiss him. Wait, no. I didn't just think that. It's hormones and meaningless. Oh, poop.

Then he backs up and acts as if nothing happened. Oh wait, nothing did happen. He sits down, and I sit across from him.

"So what exactly is it that you see in Wood?" he questioned with a raise of his eyebrows.

I didn't really know how to respond. Surely, he doesn't want me to list Sean's good qualities.

He spoke up again, "There must be something good about him. Why else would you let him jam his tongue down your throat?"

I glared at him and said, "He's got nice eyes."

"They're brown, the color of shit," he interrupted.

I was shocked speechless.

"Go ahead continue on. Name another one of Wood's great qualities," he drawled in a challenge.

Everything always has to be a game with him, but lucky for him I know how to play.

"He's got one hell of a body," I breathed out.

"Obviously, it's not good enough since you haven't shagged him yet. Plus, open your eyes Lil, he's a midget," Scor smirked and chuckled at his own joke.

"He's got a great personality, and I like his hair."

Ok, maybe that one's a lie because he shaved his hair, and I don't really dig guys with shaved heads but whatever. Scor doesn't have to know that.

He full out laughed this time and explained, "Lil, he has the personality of a freaking rock, and he doesn't have any hair. He looks like a cancer patient."

"You know what, maybe I find eyes the color of shit, boys on the short side, and shaved heads attractive! Maybe, I find those qualities downright sexy and irresistible," I yelled at him.

"Impossible," he confidently stated.

"Oh yeah and why is that?" I questioned

"Well, if all those things were true, surely you would've slept with the poor boy by now. I mean you've been dating him for quite a long time, haven't you?"

He didn't give me any time to respond as he continued, "But that's all beside the point. You want someone else. He's a great improvement too, and in order to receive what you so desperately want, all you have to do is dump Wood."

"Like I would ever dump Sean for you," I scoffed.

He full out grinned at me and said, "Whatever you say, Lil, but I do believe you just admitted that you want me. Oh and Lil, if you care so much about Wood, then why aren't you trying to comfort him? After all, he left this compartment in quite a bad mood."

He let the compartment satisfied with winning his little game and leaving me completely tongue-tied.

Why did I respond like that? Why couldn't I have just said that I don't want anyone else? I know Scorpius Malfoy is the epitome of sexy, but that doesn't necessarily mean I want to leave Sean for him. More importantly, why aren't I with Sean? He was so angry; I should be easing his suspicions not creating more reasons to have the suspicions.

With these thoughts swimming around in my head, I left the compartment in search of Sean, my boyfriend. I searched the whole train, but he must have been avoiding me.

The rest of the train ride went by pretty fast, and soon everyone was back at Hogwarts watching the sorting of nervous first years.

I walked over to the Slytherin table and sat near Al, the pretty brunette him and James fight over (I think her name is Jenny), and Serena, one of my closest friends. Al and Jenny sat across from us facing the wall, and Serena and I facing all the other houses tables.

My eyes searched for Sean's, and I found him. It looked like he was glaring at me. Actually, it looked like even Al was glaring at me. Then I turned around and saw Scorpius behind me.

Anyone want to guess where he sat?