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Five reasons
Reason 5: Taste
Bittersweet. Yep, that was definitely it.
It took me four kisses, four whole kisses to determine that!
One would think it's easy to know what something tastes like. But I can tell you, it really isn't. Take Scorpius Malfoy for an instance. He himself it's a mystery, but what does it matters when he kisses you senseless like that?
It is, without doubt, something not definable. His kisses I mean. I suppose it's basically a mash-up of, well…everything.
I guess is it has to do with the whole teenage-in-love stuff that goes on into my tummy anytime he's near, or whenever I'm conscious he's staring my way, combined with certain taste of forbidden. Though, it's not only that, it's the way he manages to get so close even with Albus sitting right in front of us. The way he touches my hand at meals, and make it look like an accident, or the way he pisses me off so much and still I can't get myself to sincerely hate him.
Yeah well, anyways. It's already past noon and the three of us, Scorpius, Albus and myself, are in the room of requirement. Ever since Uncle Harry gave that map to Albus, Lily and James, we all spend a lot of time there; it has become a lot like our personal common room or something like that. The thing is we're all minding our own stuff.
I'm finishing my potions essay, and both Scorpius and Albus are reading, but none of them are paying much attention to their respective books, you'd ask how do I know that, well, that's easy. Albus it's a fast-reader and yet he's been "reading" the same page for over 5 minutes now, and as to Scorpius, well, let's just say he's never been it to reading and I've already caught him looking my way twice. I tell you, if he doesn't stop being so obvious Albus is bound to notice something. Thought, right now that fact it's not bothering me as much, since I know Albus is not paying mind to us either, he's much more away. Actually I bet he's thinking about Mandy, it's the only thing he ever thinks about lately. He obviously likes her, but keeps denying it tough.
Suddenly Albus shots his book closed for then muttering something I didn't get, being so far and all.
"I'll go to the library, any of you coming?" he asks as he's already halfway to the door. With his hand on the doorknob he turns his face around and stares at us expectedly, we both decline. "As you wish" once he says that, he's gone.
I keep doing my essay and I feel Scorpius finally giving up on his book and putting himself comfortable on his seat before speaking.
"So, do you believe him?"
"hmm?" I was trying to ignore him and I was dealing well enough with it until his deep voice came through my ears. I most certainly work on that. "What do you mean?"
"That he's going to the library… Do you buy it?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
He sneered at this but either agreed with me, or decided not to push it deeper. And knowing him as I do, believe me is the latter. And given that I'm not especially eager about talking to him just now I decide not to push it either. Why? Would you ask, well, basically because ever since that unfortunate night he told me he liked me anytime we're alone he tries to knock the sense out of me or at least that's what he would say. But he doesn't get it! I shouldn't like him, neither should he like me, because we cannot be together, we just can't.
Swiftly he got up from his seat and placed his book near the pile of books on the table.
'Rosalynn Weasley, do not panic!' some voice from within tell me. 'I am not panicking!' I half-shout to myself on a thought. I take a deep breath and make it go unnoticed, but I know he noticed, he always does… I close my eyes as I drop my quill and try to calm down.
"What's wrong?" his voice comes from somewhere very near, too near. I open my eyes and there he is, right in from me with his characteristic sneer.
I open my mouth various time to answer him, and I swear to God I must look like a fish or something. He starts getting closer and closer by now I'm somewhat shakily.
"Why do you do this to me?" yup, I'm pretty sure I said that aloud, that's just great, now I can die in peace. Please notice the sarcasm here.
"What do I do?" as he speaks his soft fine lips are already touching mine, and I'm really conscious of that, and I'm pretty sure he knows, he knows his kisses blow my mind, he knows it as well as I know I'm blushing like mad.
"What if someone walks in?" I try changing techniques. I separate a little from him but he grabs me by the shoulder very softly, and yet I can't get to free myself.
"I don't care" he says as he deepens the kiss
"Please don't say that" I whisper, but I don't think he heard me because he starts deepening the kiss. After that, I'm off.
His kisses are kind and loving, but yet strong and cold, altogether somehow warming. Really, am I making any sense here? Yeah I thought so too, it's not as if I expected any different anyways.
His left hand is resting on my neck, pushing me softly to him (not that I'm struggling to get away either) while his right hand is rubbing caringly onto my arms making my whole body shiver and I really can't tell why, his tongue on mine misplaced me as the only thing I'm conscious of is the bittersweet taste of his mouth.
Our lips, our tongues, they're playing along. Before I can think it any further my hand is on his neck pushing him even closer while he lowers his left hand to my back making me arch it just a little. Our lips part for a few seconds and I bit my lips nervously. I daren't open my eyes because I know I won't be able to stand it anymore, I can't fight him and his damn right awesome kisses. Whenever our lips meet I'm in danger for drowning in blissfulness and sweetness, his lips so soft over mine make me forget almost completely about the whole kissing itself as a matter of fact. If anyone walked in through the door in this exact instant they would be both positively dead, him sooner than me, I bet, since any Weasley but myself seems to have a reason for his death. My male cousins, majorly for the fact of me having a boyfriend, there that would not be anything personal given that they would kill anybody on that position. Now, as to my female cousins, they don't have such aversion towards him but they would definitely tell the gossip forward, hence every living or half dead thing at Hogwarts would know which would bring us to the same solution, therefore, I had to stop this awful bless before it were too late. If only I could get myself to actually do that!
Softly I pull away from his char, and he stars pulling closer, which I scarcely notice because I'm not putting too much of a fight to it.
"Don't" he manages to say with that God-like voice of him.
I'm finding it harder and harder to resist as his beach-y cologne comes through my nostrils filling me up. Dazzling me, baffling me. But somehow I get myself away enough to start thinking straight. But just the glance at that missing sneer on his always crocked face tears me apart. His messy blond hair along with his melting grey eyes, and what's left of the warmth of his lips against mine.
Some would say there are millions of reason why I love him, but they would be wrong, because I can think of just five, five major reasons that means just one thing…everything.
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What an end. Personally I could have liked it more, but I'm happy enough at how it turned out. There's something I'd like to ask you, but first, sorry for the long wait, but I didn't seem to get any shot at this, I would say the third phrase to this chapter would fit me very well (It took me four kisses, four whole kisses to determine that!) I had to begin the story about like four times to actually come to this. After all my effort I'm just hoping you like it just as much as the others or even more I tried to make it a little longer so why don't you review and tell me how you liked it?
as to that thing I'd like to ask you… Remember reason 2? Smells? Well, isn't any of you interested into why does Albus smells like cinnamon? I'd like to make a little story to it so If you are interested I'd like to know that and if you rather I update it as a sixth chapter to the story or as a brand new story?
That was it for today.
Take care and Lovely hugs to everybody and a late "Happy new year" too. =D
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