Albus walked back to his dorm slowly, mulling over the previous events. He had been watching Arianna so much, he saw Micheal often by default, and Albus prided himself on being fairly observant. He didn't much like Micheal anyway, he personally knew a couple girls that had slept with them, and he had seen them crying over him. Micheal, Albus felt, was the definition of 'bad news.' And he was in the way of 200 galleons and bragging rights. Albus needed to get some sort of dirt, and when he noticed Micheal sneaking around several nights that he wasn't seeing Arianna, Al got curious.
So some trailing and strategic use of the Invisibility Cloak revealed an interesting situation. Of course Micheal wasn't going without sex. It wasn't enough for him to try and guilt Arianna into it, he was getting it from someone else, and Al had gotten several earfuls in the process of determining this. Micheal wasn't quiet, that was for sure.
He groaned to himself at the sight of Jessica Finnigan upon entering the Great Hall. They had dated briefly during fifth year. Well, not too briefly, after all Jessica had been the first girl Al had ever been with. She was pretty enough, a heart shaped face with wide brown eyes and a thin mouth. She had a good body, but Merlin she was clingy. Two years later, she still acted as if she had some sort of claim over Albus. It was obnoxious and it sometimes drove other girls away.
"Hi, Al," she greeted, giving him what was probably meant to be a seductive smile, but just made Al want to be anywhere else.
"Hi, Jessica," he responded blankly, not wanting to completely embarrass her in front of the several students in the common room.
"Where have you been lately?" Jessica asked. "You've been gone, like, all week," she pouted slightly. "We've missed you."
"Who's we?" Albus asked curiously, sitting down on the same couch as her, though as far as the space would allow.
"Well, everyone, of course!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, Al," Hugo said with a grin, "We've all missed you so much," he said, making fake puppy dog eyes, earning him a glare. Hugo snickered slightly, shrugging as Jessica sent him a curious look.
"So where have you been?" Jessica asked, a bit to urgently, again.
"A friend of mine found out her boyfriend was cheating on her," Al replied evasively, not wanting to give away too much information, but he had always been terrible at out-right lying. He didn't want to give names, and 'friend' sounded like a fairly decent term.
"Did you cheer her up?" Hugo asked, making the question sound very suggestive, and Jessica huffed a little, crossing her arms.
"No, mostly just...kept her from crying too much," he admitted, and Jessica seemed to relax. "The guy was an ass," he shrugged.
"Alright," Jessica sighed, and Albus took this as his opportunity.
"I'm tired, I'll see you guys in the morning," he muttered, standing up and going to his dorm, and changing into a pair of pajamas. He fell asleep almost immediately upon his head hitting the pillow.
There was a girl below Albus, clutching at his hair. The way she was kissing him made Albus feel almost faint. Her tongue sliding against his, her teeth nipping at his bottom lip lightly. His hand slipped under her shirt, and she pressed herself against him, almost greedily. "Merlin," he groaned, pulling her shirt over her head, kissing the blush on her cheeks and then down her torso all the way to her flat, smooth stomach before unclasping the dark blue bra covering her.
"You're beautiful," he murmured, kissing her, hands roaming her chest and down towards the green and gray skirt.
Before he could rid her of it, her small hands were pulling his shirt over his head, running her hands over his chest when it was discarded. "Ari..." he groaned.
Albus shot up, sitting up ramrod straight. Ari?! He was breathing heavily and was rather...excited, for lack of a better word.
"Good dream?" Hugo asked, smirking widely.
"Not bad," Albus allowed.
"Who about?" Hugo asked curiously, pulling on his robes and straightening his Gryffindor tie.
"You don't know her," Albus lied.
"Oh, so it was a coincidence you kept moaning 'Ari' in your sleep?" he asked. Albus threw his pillow at Hugo, hitting him on the side of the head.
"Shove it," Albus muttered, standing up, deciding now would be a good time for a cold shower.
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