A/N Happy Monday, I thought I'd finish this chapter to start the week. Check me updating quickly. Mainly because I have summer holidays now and I'm going away in a bit. So there won't be updating for a while, but hopefully I can get some in :) Anyway, there is lots of rain references this chapter mainly because here in the wonderful country of England, I'm pretty sure it hasn't stopped raining for about six weeks. Talk about a lack of summer.
Anyway, this is sort of half a filler chapter, small hotting up between Scorpius and Rose. But nothing too explicit, I'll save that for later ;)
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Chapter Ten
Rose Weasley
I was sitting in the kitchen as per usual waiting for Scorpius. I wouldn't say he was my boyfriend yet, just someone who I liked. A lot. More than a lot. Enough that I'd lie to my family about us. Because there's definitely us now. I'm not even sure how it happened. But I'm glad it did, so so glad. I don't think I even realised what I felt about him, what my thinking about him meant. And then he kissed me and everything, kind of, clicked into place.
The door to the kitchen opens and a certain blond walks in.
"Master Scorpius!" Twinky rushes up to him. She has lots of affection for him, because he's so nice to her.
"The Saturday usual please Twinks." He says, looking down on her. He flicks his hair out of his eyes. I laugh at the gesture.
"What?" He asks indignantly.
"You, with your little hair flick." I say.
"Rude." He says looking pointedly at me as he walks towards me and sits down next to me.
He looks me once over. "Whose jumper is that? It looks mighty sexy on you." He says, knowing full well it's his own.
"Well this amazingly hot, sweet guy gave it to me when I was cold." I say smiling at him.
"What a nice bloke." Scorpius adds.
"Yeah, he is… some of the time." I say cheekily. He tickles me, making me squirm on the floor begging him to stop. Merlin how coupley can we be?
"No, no, stop… please… can't breathe." I gasp. He chuckles and pulls me up right. I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Miss Rosie, Master Scorpius, your breakfast." Twinky and two other elves come scuttling over. A plate of pancakes with bacon egg and syrup is handed to us with two sets of knives and forks. We lie on our stomachs, propped up facing each other and start eating.
"Looking forward to Quidditch?" he asks.
"Has it stopped raining?" I ask putting my fork down after only a few mouthfuls.
He shakes his head.
"Then no. Because I hate being cold and wet, it's grim." I say shivering slightly.
He leans over and uses his finger to wipe maple syrup off the side of my mouth. He licks it off his finger, his eyes never breaking contact with mine. I shiver slightly and not from cold.
"Well at least you're doing something, I have to sit in the stands and freeze my beautifully sculpted ass off." He says pretending to look upset.
"Awh, baby, you poor, poor thing, what will you do?" I ask, taking the piss in a big way.
"No, sweetie pie, I think it's more a what will you do situation." He says, grinning brazenly at me.
I smile, thinking back to earlier that week what I'd stopped him taking of my top. Mainly because, he wasn't allowed to see the bruises that Jake had left on my wrists. They had reformed after a little encounter with him on the weekend, which I had fortunately escaped unharmed by the psychopath. They'd faded eventually and luckily Abrams hadn't attempted anything with me this week, so I was back to wearing vest-tops and cardigans that showed my arms.
"Well I don't know Mr Malfoy." I say, looking him in the eyes. I run my finger through excess syrup on the plate that he had finished and seductively suck it off.
"I think there may be some form of reward, for sitting out in the cold all day." He watches my finger leave my mouth and I bite my lip slightly.
"Something on my face?" I ask innocently.
"No…no, you are a demon woman Rose Weasley." He growls at me.
"I know..." I say, smirking at him as I stand up. He scrambles up and slinks his arms around my waist. I look up at him; his eyes are darkened with lust. I wrap my arms around his neck and he brings his lips down to kiss me gently. I pull him closer, and run my fingers through his hair. Then just as quickly as I started I pull away. He moans as I do.
"Gotta go to Quidditch." I smile knowingly at him.
"No please don't" He moans. "I've, uhh, just gonna stay here… for a bit." He says blushing slightly, something I didn't think Scorpius Malfoy could manage.
"Oh I know you do." I reply, winking at him.
"You are going to be the death of me Rose Weasley, the death of me." He says. "But Merlin am I glad that you are."
I win, I win, I win.
"I'll see you later." I say, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. But he pulls me in tight, teasing my lips with his tongue. He tastes of cinnamon and cologne. His chest against mine keeps me safe and warm, like here, nothing can hurt me.
I pull back.
"I really have to go, James will slaughter me." I say looking up at him amusedly.
"Eugh, fine, go, but don't think I'm finished with you." He says mischievously.
I leave the kitchen swaying my hips slightly and head down to the changing rooms. I walk through the oak front doors and am instantly soaked in the rain. By the time I get to the pitch, I am drenched. I step through the door and cast a quick charm over me for warmth, it doesn't dry me, just warms me up. The rest of the team is pulling on their robes and chattering excitedly.
"Rose! Where have you been?" James shouts at me.
"The match doesn't start for half an hour James, surely your pep talk isn't that long?" I ask, earning a laugh from the rest of the team. He huffs and walks away.
"Why are you so late Rosie?" Asks Fred coming over to me.
"I was talking to people about work, got waylaid." I lie. I think Fred might just kill me if he knew I'd been kissing Scorpius Malfoy in the kitchens, no, scrap that he'd kill Scorpius.
"You sure Rosie?" He asks, damn it, I must have some tell sign that I'm lying.
"Yes, I'm sure Freddie." I say, using as patronising a tone as possible whilst wringing out the excess water from my hair.
"Nothings wrong is it?" He asks, suspiciously.
"You've been really quiet recently. No ones bothering you are they?" His tone now concerned.
"I promise, I'm fine." I say pulling into a hug. "Now let me change before James comes back and eats me."
He laughs, but doesn't seem convinced. Eugh, he'll have to wait to question me.
I pull on my robes; scarlet and gold embrace me along with a dryness that my previous clothes had not provided.
"You sure that's where you were?" Josie whispers. Coming to sit next to me.
"Later." I say simply. She nods.
"Right, you lot." James shouts across the noise. Silence falls.
"Ravenclaw, they're a hard bunch, but we're harder and better and stronger. So, lads… and ladies, we will win, we've trained more, and we've got better players. And lets face it, lions can eat badgers." He says, raising to a shout at the end of his little speech. We all cheer.
We grab our brooms and walk under the stands to the door when we wait to walk out onto the pitch. The door opens and we are hit by almost horizontal rain. I wince slightly holding onto my bat with renew vigour. The crowd is screaming. We walk across the pitch opposite Ravenclaw. James shakes hands with Lorcan, whose captain of the Ravenclaw team. I look up and can just make out a small crowd of red in the stands.
"I want a nice clean game all of you." Shouts Madam Silver, the referee. "On my whistle then. Three, Two." She blows the whistle. It cuts clearly through the rain and I kick up from the squidgy ground. Josie grabs the quaffle and passes to James, who passes it back to her, who passes to Will, who passes back to Josie, who puts it effortlessly through the middle hoop. I can barely hear the commentator through the weather.
After about half an hour the score is 140-20 to us, and my hands are beginning to go numb. I thwack a bludger at the Ravenclaw chaser who drops it the quaffle and Will catches it below them. I look round for Max. Willing him to find the snitch. He's flying high above the pitch, frantically searching for the snitch. I'm surprised he can see through the rain. Frigging Scottish weather.
Suddenly, a shout goes up from the crowd, the Ravenclaw seeker is streaking across the pitch 100 feet below Max, who does a double take and sees the snitch as well, he dives towards it. I egg him on, imploring him to fly faster. I think James might jump off the astronomy tower if we loose.
The two seekers are going at a ridiculous pace. If one of them doesn't stop they're going to hit each other. Max reaches out his hand and the Ravenclaw collides with him. There's confusion in the crowd, no one knows what's happened. I fly down to the two seekers who are sinking slowly to the ground. Max is barely conscious, but in his hand is the tiny fluttering gold ball, I pull him onto my broom whilst Lorcan garbs the Ravenclaw seeker. I hold Max's hand into the air, there's a huge cheer from the red and gold clad supporters. Max laughs feebly,
"I did it Posie, I did it." I decide that due to his addled state I shall forgive him for calling me Posie.
"Yeah Maxie, you did it." I say returning the name favour. I pull him down to the ground where he's whisked away by staff up to the hospital wing. The rest of the Gryffindor team engulfs me; we jump up and down in joy of our first win. Being surrounded by so many people warms me up dramatically.
"Inside." James's voice mumbles from near my right ear. We all pile into the changing room and get in the showers.
"Party in the common room, ladies. I think Paul's got some food from the kitchens." James calls through the door of our showers.
Brilliant, I don't really know if I'm up for that. I get out of the shower and wrap myself in a towel. I go and get my clothes and pull them on. I dry my hair and use my wand to make it into manageable waves rather than the frizz it is after its been washed. Josie comes out of her cubicle and Molly walks through the door.
"You two coming?" She asks.
"Yep… honestly, impatience." I say laughing at her.
We open the door to the outside. Josie steps out.
"Now it stops raining!" She exclaims.
"It would, as soon as we finish playing." Says Molly, clearly irritated.
"Bloody weather." Josie adds.
I laugh at them both and we hurry up to the castle, in case it starts raining again.
As we reach the Gryffindor common room, the door swings open and Will comes out.
"Honestly, we were wondering where you'd got to." His says his voice already slurring, he pulls us through the portrait hole.
Josie and I laugh at him, and he drags Molly off to the other side of the room. She gives us a 'save me' look. But we just shake our heads at her she'll enjoy herself.
The common room is full of people, not as many as if we'd won the cup, but many who'd just turned up for the party.
Al, sidles over to Josie and they start talking shyly. I snigger to myself. How unlike my best friend and my cousin, being shy must be alien to them. I wander away from the pair who have taken to actually flirting. Dear Merlin, the world may implode.
I grab myself a drink of something non-alcoholic and wander aimlessly around the room talking to people about the match.
Once I've fulfilled my duty to my house by talking to people, I put my drink down, check that Al and Josie and busy elsewhere, swerve round Fred who tries to engage me in conversation (probably to interrogate me about my health and although I appreciate it. I have a certain blond who I want to see.) I hurry out of the portrait hole. I go straight to our room - Scorpius' room of requirement. I whisper the enchantment and the door appears I pull it open and step inside.
XX
"I thought you'd never come." Scorpius says, standing up from a sofa where he was sitting.
"Why didn't you come to the party?" I pout. He smiles walking over and tracing my lips with his fingers.
"Because, one, I'm a Slytherin, who unlike your dear cousin am not liked all that much by the Gryffindors, especially your crazy cousin Frederick. And two, I wanted to be alone with you. If there's people around, I can't do this…" He wraps his arms around me. "Or this…" He kisses my lips. "Or this…" He swings me up in his arms. I laugh at him and his ridiculousness, which is actually ridiculously cute.
He puts me down.
"Merlin, you're heavy, must be all that food." He jokes. I shove into him.
"Rude." I say pouting again.
He kisses me and I pull him close. Holding him to me like I'm never going to let go. I can feel his chest rise and fall under my body, the pace of which increases as his lips move harder against mine. Wanting more, needing more. This time, I pull his jumper off first. Revealing a tight black t-shirt, that looks indescribable against his slightly tanned skin and his blond hair. I fist into his t-shirt and he moans, pulling off my cardigan, which falls loosely to the floor. His lips never leaving mine, his hands run over my body, feeling the tightness of the vest top I choose to wear. They glide over my breasts and onto my waist and his mouth follows his hands onto my exposed skin. The feel of his mouth against my skin is striking; it tingles where his lips touch and heat spreads through my body. I tilt my head back, enjoying the feel of his lips against my skin.
Kissing me again, he lifts me up, carrying me over to the bed his mouth never leaving mine. He lies me down and lifts my top above my head, so I'm lying in just my lacy black bra with blue trimmings. I pull his shirt over his head as his lips move down my torso. I can feel his hard length digging into my thigh. I reach down and pull him back up to my face and look into his deep grey, lustful eyes. I run my hands down over his chest while he places soft butterfly kisses across my neck and his hands slide underneath my bra. I hear my own sharp intake of breath as his hands ghost across my nipples.
I undo his trousers and we move up higher on the bed. I gently run my fingers down his hard length through his boxers. I hear his breath hitch, he unclips my bra so I'm exposed to him and he gradually moves his mouth down and around my hard peaked nipple. His tongue dances across the flesh, licking and nipping. I can feel the warmth in my centre growing and I struggle to get out of my jeans. He pulls them down and pushes himself against me. I can feel him hard through my underwear I shudder slightly, desperately wanting more. His hands wander down to my underwear, which match my bra. He kisses down my stomach and I moan as he licks along the top of my pants. I will him to go down further, but he doesn't he moves back up again.
"Tease." I mutter. He grins and kisses me.
After a few moments he pulls away, looking at my body, his eyes eat me up.
"No more than this for now. Okay?" He says.
"Scorpius Malfoy wanting to take it slow?" I ask jokingly, whilst tantalisingly running my hands over his chest and under the top of his boxers.
"No, I don't want you to be something rushed. You're different." He says, looking into my eyes longingly.
I pull him round to face me and kiss him lightly.
"Thank you." Is all I say, because however much I wanted it, I don't think now would've been the time to rush into that just yet. We lie together on the bed facing each other, and I trace the lines of the muscle on his chest.
"That tickles you know." He says.
"Sorry." I whisper placing my palms down on him instead.
He lifts my chin up.
"I don't mind Weaslebee. I like your hands on me." The corner of his mouth lifts up slightly.
"When's your birthday?" I ask. He looks down at me amusedly at my random question.
"November first." He replies.
"But that's in like…" I count on my fingers… "Ten days."
He nods, chuckling at my elementary methods of counting.
"You're having a party right?" I ask.
"Obviously, I have traditions to uphold." He says cockily. "But I'm only letting in our year, and perhaps some of the sevenths and fifths if I like them. None of the younger years though, they're so annoying."
"No need to be so disdainful. But yes, some of them, I could slaughter. Plus you can't be giving firsties alcohol."
"Now that would be amusing." He says laughing.
I run my hands over my body rubbing my hands against my arms.
"Why is it always so cold in here?" I ask.
"It's not cold, it's just your lack of clothing." He says, smirking and gestures to my scantily clad body.
I pull a face at him.
"Mmm attractive." He says sarcastically pulling me closer to him.
I pull the duvet down and wiggle underneath it. Scorpius rolls his eyes at me.
"Come on." I entice him under with me.
I snuggle up to him, and he wraps his arms round me, resting his chin on the top of my head. I don't know where he learnt that, but it makes me feel safe, safer than I've felt for a long time what with my nightmares, and being chased by some crazy psycho, that I've yet to tell anyone about.
"You played good today." Scorpius interrupts my train of thought, talking into my hair.
"Hitting those bludgers everywhere." He rambles. "I couldn't do it."
"Yeah, but you're a chaser. So you'd be crap at it." I say smugly.
He squidges my sides with his hands and I squirm.
"I am amazing at everything." He gloats.
"You wish Malfoy." I reply.
He bends his head down and kisses me, taking my breath away.
When he pulls back… "Okay, you are amazing at that." I say. "You can have that one."
He smiles smugly. "I know."
"What? How? Do you kiss your self? Or your pillow?" I say, laughing.
"Honestly, the things your mind comes up with Weaselbee. My looks mean I would never have to kiss my pillow. You can see my body right?" He says mock arrogantly.
I laugh. "You're ridiculous." I say shaking my head slightly. I yawn massively. Quidditch in the rain has tired me out.
"Sleep." Scorpius demands.
"Yes mother." I reply curling into him. He runs his hands over my stomach and I feel him chuckle.
"Sleep Rosie, sleep."
I shut my eyes, my mind hugely preoccupied with the man whose arms are wrapped protectively around me.
XX
"You're so fucking ridiculous Weasley… So fucking ridiculous. I can tell by the way you look at him. So don't even try to fucking lie and tell me that you want no one." He never stops shouting. Never.
"I'll fucking kill him if he touches you Rose."
"I'm not yours Jake. I'm not yours. You have no claim over me."
"You are mine. Mine. Don't you dare forget it."
"Fuck off. I am not yours. What makes you think that after everything you've done to me, that I'd ever be yours. You've left bruises on me, you've hurt me and you've insulted me. So don't you dare even think, in you're twisted little brain that I'm 'yours'"
"You make me. You make me hurt you by refusing."
"I make you. Merlin. You have such issues. Look at my wrists. You think that's normal. You think that will get me to like you."
Suddenly his expression changes.
"Rosie, I'm so sorry, I don't mean too, you just mean so much to me." He says coming to me he strokes my face and I flinch away.
"Don't touch me you freak." I hiss. "And don't you dare call me Rosie."
"One day you'll understand, one day." He sighs shaking his head at me, as if I'm the stupid one.
"Leave me alone Abrams." I say and storm out the door. That was my third run-in with him this week.
XX
"Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose…"
"What do you want Hugo?" I moan at my little brother, whose incessant whining, is pissing me off.
I'm sitting in the Great Hall for breakfast and my idiot of a brother will not stop pestering me.
"Can you please get me and a few friends invited to Scorpius' thing? Please Rose, please."
"Stop acting like a child and I might think about it. Anyway, it's not that I have any sway over his decisions." I say.
Josie chuckles on the other side of the table. I glare at her. Honestly what does she know?
"Eugh, fine Rose, but if you do this…"
"You'll owe me for the rest of your life, et cetera, et cetera. Yes Hugo, I know the gratefulness speech off by heart now, so go away and get out of my face. You're putting me off my food." I look down at my horribly empty plate. I haven't eaten it; I just haven't put anything on it.
Hugo sulks off down to the other end of the table.
"No sway over his decisions Rose? My left buttock would bet against that." Josie says. I catch her looking at my plate too, but she looks away quickly.
I cough, making is sound suspiciously like 'Albus.'
"Oh go away girl." She says smiling embarrassedly.
I laugh at her expression.
"You and him have turned into Dom and Lorcan." I say.
"No, don't say that. I don't want to have my head knocked." She says.
"Who's knocking your head? Do I need to punch them?" Al asks coming over with Scorpius from the Slytherin table.
Scorpius rolls his eyes, and I look pointedly at Josie.
"No one Al." Says Josie glaring at me.
"Come on" I say exasperatedly. We get up and go, picking up Ria, Lorcan, Dom and Max on the way. We all head Charms.
When we get to the classroom I sit down next to Josie.
"What was I saying?" I ask, pretending to forget. "Oh yeah, I remember, you and a certain cousin of mine, turning into Lorcan and another certain cousin of mine."
"Oh shove off." She says laughing.
"You going to do it then?" I ask.
"Do what?"
"Go for it with Al, you muppet."
"Perhaps. I don't know. Maybe."
"Do it, he likes you, it's so obvious." I say exasperatedly.
"I might, but I'm going to wait a bit longer, make him try really hard." She says.
I frown, "That's a bit bitchy, but a brilliant idea, I definitely approve. Yay! My cousin and my best friend." I do a little victory dance. Josie rolls her eyes.
"I think I might do it at Scorpius' unless he makes a move first." She says. I'm about to comment but at this point, teeny, tiny Professor Flitwick comes in and starts the lesson.
I look down at my parchment to see a familiar elegant script forming across it.
Have you done it? – SM x
I smile. What does he take me for?
Honestly did you doubt my skills? x
No I just wondered if you'd worked your magic charm yet. x
I nearly laugh out loud.
Well, you'll see next Saturday. x
My party? You got her to do it that soon? x
Like I say, my touch is magic. Now pay attention. This lesson is important. We'll talk later. x
Swot. x
I smile at his last comment.
"Who're you talking to, Rose?" Josie whispers as she leans over. I quickly wipe the parchment of any writing.
"That's for me to know and you not to find out." I whisper sweetly.
She shakes her head at me.
"Honestly girl. I'm your best friend, you're supposed to share everything with me." She whispers.
"Miss Patil, Miss Weasley. Is there anything you'd like to share with us?" Professor Flitwick squeaks across the room.
"No, Professor." We both say quickly.
He looks at us for a long time. Then continues.
"Yes… well, todays assignment will be the banishing charm. There are cushions for you to be banishing. You have one each and I would first like you to make it your favourite colour. Off you go."
Black cushions soar across the room landing in front of everyone.
"Mr Malfoy, did I not just say, change the cushion to your favourite colour." Professor Flitwick asks. I look round at Scorpius whose already banishing his cushion.
"But Sir." Scorpius replies mock innocently, "black is my favourite colour."
"Black?" The pint-sized professor exclaims.
"Yes Sir, black."
"Alright then. Just change it another colour for me, just so I can see you do it."
Scorpius changes his cushion to a blue that is almost the same colour as my eyes. I grin. Flitwick nods then wanders off shaking his head slightly.
Scorpius looks at me and rolls his eyes.
I transfigure mine into nice shade of blue that's like the colour that's on so many pairs of my underwear and banish it across the room into the box on the teacher's desk.
"Very good Miss Weasley." Comes Flitwick's voice from the other side of the room.
Josie's dark purple cushion soon follows mine into the box.
As soon as she's managed it she turns back round and begins to interrogate me about who I was talking to. I summon our cushions back mid sentence, forcing her to continue banishing her cushion, effectively stopping her rant.
"It's none of your business Jose." I say as we walk out of the classroom.
"Eugh, fine then." She says crossly.
She doesn't mention it again until lunch where out of the blue she asks:
"Who was it?"
"Still not going to say Josie." I reply.
We sit down and I watch as she and Lorcan fill their plates. I look down at the food and don't touch anything.
"You alright sweetheart?" Josie asks. Looking at me and clearly commenting on my lack of gusto for food.
"Yeah, just not hungry."
"You not hungry?" Scorpius asks in astonishment as he and Al sit down either side of me.
"Not really." I reply.
They look at me concernedly.
"Don't worry guys. I just ate a lot at breakfast."
Josie opens her mouth to speak, but I glare at her and she has the common sense to shut up.
XX
"She hasn't been eating properly for about a week."
"I know. I'm worried. Something's bothering her."
"We can't pester her about it though, she'll just get annoyed."
"How about we all try and get her to eat subtly, and if she still doesn't, then we'll talk to her?"
"Sounds like a good id…"
"Hey guys." I say cheerfully bouncing up to my knot of whispering friends in the courtyard. "What's going on?"
"We're just trying to decide on how Lorcan should ask Dom out." Says Scorpius quickly he smiles like a fool at me.
Lorcan glares at him but goes along with it.
"I really like her." He says, going bright red.
"We know." Everyone chorus'.
"I think I might do it on Saturday?"
"At the party?" Ria asks doubtfully.
He nods.
"No she won't like that, you've got to make it special." Josie says.
"Really special." I add.
"Seriously?" Lorcan asks.
"Yep, she's a high maintenance girl, you've got to remember that." I say.
Lorcan groans.
"Don't give up on her though, she likes you, so it'll be worth it." Ria says.
"She... she, likes me?" Lorcan stutters.
"Clearly you fool." Al says. While Scorpius and Max nod like fools next to him.
"Rose?" I whip my head round. Jake is standing behind me. "Can I have a word?"
NO. No, no, no.
"Umm, not right now Jake, I'm a bit busy."
"Please its urgent." He says taking hold of my left shoulder.
"Not right now Jake" I say shaking him off and turning back to my friends.
"Rose please, I really need to talk to you." He says grabbing my shoulder again. I turn round to face him. His eyes have gone black he looks ready to kill me. I'm about to reply but someone speaks first.
"The girl said 'No' Abrams so fuck off. If it's so bloody urgent, you can tell her here." Scorpius cuts in half shouting.
Jake takes his hands off me and storms away. I look gratefully at Scorpius.
"Thanks." I mutter rolling my shoulders slightly.
"No problem. He's not bothering you is he?" He asks.
"Because if he is, I'm sure there are plenty of people who are willing to make sure that he never has children." Max cuts in.
I laugh. "No guys, it's fine. He just gets a bit carried away at times." I say.
Why on earth am I defending him? Why would I do that? Oh right, yeah, cause of his weird black eyes and the fact I think he actually could kill me and everyone I know.
"He's touched you like that before?" Al asks looking shocked.
"Only once or twice. But seriously, it's fine, nothing I can't handle. Anyway, I'm going to go inside, its cold out here."
"Yeah, I'll come too Weaselbee." Scorpius says moving round to follow me.
As we walk away from the others.
"Keep an eye on Abrams." I hear behind us.
As soon as we're out of sight Scorpius takes my hand.
"You sure, it's fine?"
"Yes. It's fine. Can we drop it now?" I snap.
"Sorry, but I worry about you."
"I know. But trust me. It's fine." I say looking up at him and betraying nothing. "I'll see you later okay? I have to go and work." I say giving him a quick kiss.
"Meet me in the library?" He asks, giving me puppy dog eyes.
I smile. "Of course."
XX
After finishing in the library, Scorpius had taken me up to the top of the Astronomy tower to look at the stars. It's beginning to get ridiculous how much I want to hold his hand when there are people around, to be able to be all couplely all the time. Not that we're all over each other all the time. We do talk, unlike those who are stuck together at the lips. Which frankly is foul. But it's like Al always said, we are quite similar and there's never some awkward silence.
I lie in my four-poster with the curtains drawn, thinking about Scorpius and how whenever I'm with him, my nightmares are non-existent, I'm not scared anymore… I miss him when he's not around. Merlin, I never thought I'd see the day when I admitted I missed Scorpius Malfoy. But I do. A lot. Our stolen moments aren't enough and we haven't even been on a date yet. Merlin's uncle, I'm probably have Al's whipped face when I look at him. Damn sharing genes with my cousin.
As I drift in and out of consciousness. Jake Abrams face clouds my much more pleasant thoughts about a certain Scorpius Malfoy. His crazy little cornering's are getting worse. I'm pretty sure he nearly crucioed me last time. Plus, after Scorpius' little episode earlier, he's going to have a fit. Not that he hasn't already. He's completely crazy. He has some serious deep-seated issues. And he scares me. I walk down the corridors and I'm scared when I see him. Scared for my life. Why don't I tell someone then? Why not? It would help.
If you tell anyone, I'll kill you.
His voice rings through my head. And I don't doubt it. Having seen him in his rages, I really really, don't doubt it.
You'll be mine one day. You'll see… you'll see.
No. Stupid bastard. He knows nothing. I'm stronger than that. I'm bloody stronger than him. I will not let him hurt me. Not anymore.
I roll over and my stomach rumbles slightly. I think of going down to the kitchens to eat but the thought of food makes me feel a bit sick. I roll back over listening to the soft breathing coming from the other girls in the dorm. Dom isn't back yet; I've no idea where she is. Probably of shagging Lorcan. I laugh to myself, about bloody time.
Eventually I fall asleep, my thoughts flicking between my Malfoy and my psychopath. And then, the nightmares begin.