Serena gave me a questioning glance as Scorpius sat extremely close to me. He grinned as if he had done nothing out of the ordinary.
"Don't you have any friends to sit with?" Al spoke up obviously irritated.
Scor smirked and replied, "Well, Potty, no need to get snippy; I just wanted to congratulate you on making quidditch captain."
"Now that you have, you can go ahead and sit with your cronies," Al said with a slight smile.
After all, my brother was very proud of beating Scorpius out for quidditch captain.
However, he didn't leave and simply asked, "Actually maybe we could talk quidditch strategies?"
He was up to something; I could tell by the look on his face.
He looked at Al's stony expression and questioned, "No? You don't want to? We can talk about something else if you like?"
Scor grinned and winked at me, and yes, he made it so everyone at the table could see. It didn't really bug me that much, but I could tell that if he continued to pester Al, then Al would probably explode.
Al full out glared at him and spoke his words filled with hatred, "Okay I've got a topic. I mean I've been meaning to tell you this for a while. Stay the fuck away from my sister!"
"Ooh wow Potty. Yeah, that's a great idea. Let's talk about girls. Okay I'll go first. You see, there's this girl who's really tickled my fancy. She's smoking hot. She's got this red hair that I'm just dying to run my fingers through. She's got a great rack too. She's so bloody sexy, really the perfect girl for me. Oh and my dream girl, she plays quidditch too. She's a chaser, a brilliant one, and mate let me tell you, she can handle my quaffle anytime. The only downside is she has a boyfriend, but don't worry cause I'm not. I mean she's a snake, and snakes always end up together. Isn't that right, Potty?" Scor playfully said while giving a pointed look to Al and Jenny.
I don't know what to address first the Al-Jenny-James love triangle or Scorpius' speech. Honestly, I am quite unsure how to react to Scorpius' confession, so I'll just give you the scoop on my brothers' love lives.
I believe James is the current boyfriend of Jenny, but it won't last much longer. Anyone with eyes can see Al and Jenny are in love. They just fit better together, and now that James isn't at Hogwarts, he can't really keep them apart. It was only a matter of time before they got together, and Scorpius simply called them on it.
Before I could ponder anything else, Al lunged across the table at Scorpius. Yes, this is the second time today Scorpius has been attacked. Although this time, punches were thrown.
Years of their built up mutual hatred of each other fueled the fight making it explosive. The whole Great Hall seemed to be in shock as the morons resorted to muggle fighting as if they had completely forgotten they had wands.
Jenny seemed to make up her mind and grabbed Al trying to calm him down. Serena gave me a pointed look, so I stood up and put my hand on Scorpius' chest. His breathing slowed, and he pointedly looked at my hand and gave me a smirk.
This little moment of peace was interrupted by Professor Longbottom shouting, "Detention with me all four of you starting tomorrow night!"
He continued ranting about our disturbance of the feast, and I didn't even argue about the detention because for the first time in my life, Professor Longbottom was frighteningly angry. I don't wish to mess with an angry professor.
When the professor finished his ranting, Jenny quickly led Al away probably heading to Madame Pomfrey.
Scor stared at me with his black eye, bruised cheek, and split lip and full out pouted. Of course, he'd want me to take care of him.
"Scor, I can't take you to Madame Pomfrey. Al's there," I explained.
"But, Lil, it really hurts," he whined like a baby.
"Well, then go heal yourself. You caused all this!" I harshly said.
He glared at me and limped away slowly. I sighed, got up, and followed him. Damn my conscience! He waited for me, and the second I reached him, he threw an arm around my shoulder and walked like he normally would.
"You stopped limping," I stated.
He grinned at me. Fucking con artist!
We stopped walking, and I stated the obvious once again, "We still can't go to Madame Pomfrey."
"Well, I'm in pain, so where else are we going to go?" he complained.
"Quit being such a baby! Everyone in there could see that Al got the worse end of the deal!" I yelled.
"So I did win the fight," he proudly stated.
"That doesn't even matter. You know you really are impossible." His antics started to annoy me, and I started feeling bad for Al.
I began to walk away from him, but he spoke up, "Lil, please."
I frustratingly bit out, "Fine follow me."
I led him all the way into the kitchen.
"How on earth is the kitchen going to make me feel better?" he scoffed.
I smiled at him and said, "Trust me."
I left him at the table and convinced a house elf to bring me ice and a few bottles of fire whiskey. I put the bottles on the table and gently placed the package of ice on his eye.
"Fire whiskey?" he questioned with a grin.
"What? It heals all wounds," I explained while uncorking a bottle and handing it to him.
"Here, here," he agreed taking a gulp of the numbing liquid.