Disclaimer: Though I RP and write Fanfiction, I do NOT own harry potter. Doesn't that seem obvious? If I was J.K. I'd be milking the Hogwarts Express for all it's worth
"Quite the show, Malfoy." Arianna froze and crossed her arms, looking around the dark hallways.
"You're an insufferable git, you know that?" Arianna asked, sitting down against the wall and waiting. "Why are you following me?" she demanded.
"I'm not following you," Albus said, removing his cloak and she jumped up. "I just happened to see things get a little heavy down by the Black Lake," he said, twitching his eyebrows suggestively.
"You are a complete and utter pervert," Arianna hissed. "Do you get some sort of sick thrill watching my boyfriend and I snog?"
"No," Albus shrugged. "I was just curious to see how far you were going to let him go," he smirked. "And I figured out what your problem is in the process."
"My problem?" Arianna demanded. All she wanted was to go to bed and forget about this.
"With sex," Albus clarified, and she turned a surprising shade of pink. She looked like she was struggling to keep herself from hexing him.
"I don't have a problem with sex," Arianna ground out from between clenched teeth.
"Precisely!" Albus exclaimed. "Your problem," he began, stepping closer to Arianna and putting a hand on either side of her as he backed her against the wall, "is that you're not properly attracted to Micheal."
"I like Micheal a lot," she said quietly, not meeting his eyes.
"You like Micheal, but you don't want him like he wants you," Albus informed her, as if he had spent a lot of time researching the matter.
"Is that so?" Arianna asked, glaring up at Albus now.
"Yes."
"How do you know, then," she began, putting a restraining hand on Albus' chest as he got a little closer, "that I'm not just morally opposed to having sex before marriage."
"You're a Malfoy, are you not?" Albus asked. "Something tells me you're not opposed to fun. It's Micheal that's the problem, not you." He trailed a hand down her arm, and goosebumps erupted over the pale skin there.
"Please, stop," Arianna whispered, biting her lip.
"You really don't want me to, though," Albus said confidently. He looked into her eyes for what could have very well been several hours. Arianna was frozen by the feelings coursing through her. Her heart was thundering in her chest, and her whole body felt almost uncomfortably warm. She couldn't bring herself to stop him as he moved closer still, her hand doing nothing to stop him, so she let it drop to her side. He leaned down and very gently pressed his lips to her neck. Arianna gasped, blinked several times, and pushed him away with both hands.
"I'm not going to cheat on my boyfriend," she muttered.
"Arianna, he's been cheating on you," Albus said, and Arianna flinched as if he'd smacked her across the face.
"You're lying," she hissed.
"No, I'm not. Where do you think he is on the nights he's not snogging you?" Albus asked. "I know guys like Micheal, alright? He can't go more than a couple weeks without shagging someone, and he doesn't like waiting for you." He felt a pang of guilt as tears sprang to her eyes, but she blinked them away hastily.
"Micheal cares about me," Arianna said quietly. "He would never do something like that." Albus rolled his eyes impatiently.
"He's cheating on you. Right now!" he emphasized. "I hate to say it Ari-"
"Stop calling me that!" she practically shouted. "Will you just stop? I don't know what your problem is, or why you're telling me this complete shit, but just stop!" Albus sighed and grabbed hold of her arm, sighing as she practically growled.
"Save the growling for the bedroom, princess," he muttered under his breath as he tugged her along.
"Let me go!" she snapped, trying to break his hold on her arm.
"No, you won't believe me, so you're going to see it for yourself," Albus told her, shrugging.
"Like hell I am," she said, yanking her arm from his grasp.
"You just don't want to find out I'm right," Albus accused. "If you trust him, you'll follow me," he pointed out, and Arianna threw her hands up in a dramatic act of defeat.
"Fine, lead the way," she muttered, secretly worried that he was right, and was about to confirm what she pretty much knew already. Or at least, had been expecting. Albus gestured to the closed door of an empty classroom. Giving him a look of the utmost loathing, she rolled her eyes, and twisted open the doorknob.
The occupants were so busy with each other, they didn't even seem to notice the intrusion.
"Micheal, what happens if she finds out?" the girl asked in between heavy kisses. Micheal didn't answer as his hands traveled up the girl's shirt, kissing her still.
"Let her," Micheal finally muttered, groaning as the girl fumbled with the button of his jeans. "I don't give a damn about that girl," he said. He shook his head as her hand slipped into his pants. The last thing he needed was more teasing.
Albus nudged Arianna, indicating that she should either say something or leave. Arianna just looked at him for a minute, feeling as if she was about to faint.
"Micheal," Arianna finally said, stopping the boy in the process of undressing the girl in front of him. He spun around, facing her with a worried look on his face.
"Ari-" he began, before she stepped forward and punched him in the face, smirking at the blood now flowing copiously from his nose.
"Fuck you," she snapped.
"He was kind of in the middle of that, now wasn't he?" the other girl said, sneering at Arianna.
"Ari, we can work this out," Micheal said. "Do you get it?" he asked. "I can't take having to beg you daily for sex."
"So now it's my fault that you're a cheating son-of-a-bitch?" she screeched. "Sorry, I wasn't too keen on giving my virginity to some guy who would stick his penis in anything that stood still long enough!" Albus had to stifle a snicker at this part.
"Why the hell are you even here, Potter?" Micheal demanded. He took the other girl's hand and shook his head as he left the room.
"Hey!" Arianna called. "He's not going to be faithful to you either," she told the girl. She shrugged and continued to where ever they were going to finish what had been started and Arianna found herself wanting to hit Albus as much as she had Micheal.
"Happy now, Potter?" she asked, walking back into the room and sinking against the nearest wall. "I can't hold a guy's attention, I get it," she muttered as tears started to spill over. She felt like such an idiot. "Why did I ever think he cared?" she choked out as Albus sat down beside her. He was feeling a strange combination of emotions. He felt, honestly, extremely bad for Arianna as she sobbed, but he also felt a sense of accomplishment. It should be almost too easy to get to Arianna now. Of course, the last thing she needed was someone else using her. Albus shook his head and with it, the thought.
Arianna flinched as he touched her back, but then proceeded to sob harder, burying her face in her hands.
"I was so close to giving in to him," Arianna mumbled. "M-Maybe he would have stayed if I had," she said, wiping her eyes. Albus looked at her, shaking his head. "What?" she asked.
"Malfoy, you're not to blame here," he told her. "You were right not to have sex with him. He's a complete scum-bag, and you should be glad you didn't give him everything and then find that out."
"I just hate it!" she exclaimed. "Most of my friends have had sex with at least one guy, and I..." she sighed. "Maybe I'm just asexual," she muttered, wishing Albus would leave her alone.
"I seriously doubt that," Al offered. "Maybe you're gay," he suggested, smirking as he got a laugh out of her. She hit him upside the head, giving him an exasperated look.
"No, I think you know that I'm straight," she said pointedly. "You seemed intent on making that point earlier," she muttered. Albus chuckled awkwardly.
"Yeah," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "About that..."
"Just drop it, Al," she requested.
"Will do, Ari," he said, laughing when she scowled. "Hey, if you're going to call me Al, I'm going to call you Ari," he shrugged. Arianna grimaced. She was getting too familiar with Albus for her own good. She really didn't know what to think anymore. She had just lost her boyfriend, punched him, then sobbed in front of someone she really should hate. Someone who was being way too charming.
"What do you want from me?" she asked suddenly. "I'm sick of being oblivious." Albus looked guilty for a split second.
"I don't want anything from you." Not yet, at least, he added in his head. "I'm just trying to get to know you. Maybe I'm just feeling rebellious," he grinned. "And, if you tell anyone I said this, I'll kill you, but Scorpius isn't so bad, so maybe you're alright too."
"I knew it!" Arianna giggled. "You have a thing for my brother, don't you?" she accused.
"Haha," Albus laughed dryly. He stood up and offered Arianna a hand that she ignored. She got up by herself, dusting off her uniform and sighing. She had almost forgotten about Micheal when she was messing around with Albus. She felt tears threaten to well again, and she blinked hastily, not wanting to cry in front of Albus again.
"I'll walk you back to your common room," Albus offered.
"I think I can make it by myself, thanks," she said. Albus rolled his eyes and sighed.
Every time I think I'm making progress with her, she just shuts me out again, he thought to himself. Well, at least Micheal was out of the way.
Cunning and Ambition
Hey, guys. I was wondering if you guys would want to see more of Hugo and Olivia, because I realized I've yet to really mention them. So, just let me know! Please, please, please review!!!