Today the minutes were ticking by slowly. I couldn't help but think that maybe one of the students here had accidentally slowed down time but I knew it would have been fixed by now. The room was empty, everyone had already deserted me saying I was taking too long, as I buttoned my white collared shirt slowly in an attempt to pass time. That didn't work though. You only have so many buttons to button. Why don't they put like a thousand buttons on shirts for people like me?
There are no people like me. There are no people who are trying to waste time so by the time she gets down the stairs Scorpius Malfoy is gone. Why does he have to be gone? Well because I have to kiss him in front of everyone. I can only imagine what James will actually do to me if I go through with this.
Merlin, it's suddenly hot in here. Or maybe it's just the fact that I'm hyperventilating over here. What will Albus say after he sees me snog the face off his best friend Scorpius? Better yet, how the heck am I supposed to do it without attracting too much attention? Do I just sit next to Albus, say hi, exchange rude comments and then jump him in front of everyone? Do I just throw myself across the table or do I walk around to sit next to him, then do it?
THE RUMORS! Think about the rumors, Rose! They'll say that you and Malfoy have been sleeping together for years now. They might even say that you were seeing him behind Paul's back and that's why you two broke up. Heck, they might even throw a little threesome with Violet in there. Maybe even a foursome with Annabeth, too. What if someone takes pictures? No, no, no, no! What if he rejects you? What if he pushes you away before your lips can touch his and he makes a suggestion about you having herpes or some kind of STD?
Looking in the mirror at my reflection I try to find a way to make my hair look sexier. Is there a book on how to seduce someone in about two minutes? That might be in the Restricted section though. Do I have enough time to go look? No. I'll stay right here and check my face, for the next ten minutes, for pimples or any bruises or anything that might make my appearance even worse.
How is he having this effect on me when I don't even like him? Why the heck am I flipping out over kissing him when I've done it like four times already? Not that I'm counting or anything because if I counted how many times I snogged people I would be here for days. What? Can't I go wild for once? There's no parents around to bug me about stupid things. Why not take advantage of it? It's only snogging.
I just thought of something bad. What if I mistake someone for Scorpius and kiss him instead? Like what if I'm in such a hurry to get it over with that I end up kissing Albus or Thomas Flint instead? Kill me. What if I'm so nervous about it that when we finally kiss, he uses tongue and I accidentally throw up in his mouth because the butterflies in my stomach won't settle down?
So many questions. My brain is cluttered with questions right now and I don't think I can take it any longer. If I stay in this room, alone with my thoughts, for a minute longer my brain is going to explode and then maybe I won't have to do the dare. That's a good idea actually. I think I'll do that. Except I'll need my brain if I want to become successful in the future. Or if I even want to live into the future. Or if James even allows me to live into the future after he sees me sucking faces with Scorpius Malfoy. Malfoy. Malfoy. Marriage. What if we have to get married afterward because of some freaky unknown curse? Rose Malfoy. Not too shabby.
Taking deep breaths I made my way down the stairs ignoring all the weird looks I was getting. I feel like I'm about to tell my mum and dad that I'm pregnant with my cousin's child. Or any child at that. Calm down, Rose. There will be no incest. But what if Malfoy is secretly related to me and I didn't know because my mum hid it from me all these years? Which could only mean that she had an affair with Mr. Malfoy. Ew. I called him Mr. Malfoy. Sounds like some sort of sick role-playing.
Standing outside the doors I could hear the chatting of the many kids sitting in there unaware of the show they're about to get. Some not even of age to see because I'm sure this is going to be a PG-13 rating. Muggle Studies come in handy you know.
When I pushed that door open I made my way over to the Slytherin table slowly. Almost as slowly as I did yesterday when I had a hangover. Knowing Scorpius, he would probably think that I did. After my drunk incident with him he probably thinks I'm an alcoholic. He'll tell my mother that I need to go to a rehabilitation center right away and Hugo will just smile and laugh as I'm taken away, innocent as can be.
Sliding into the seat across from Scorpius I begin to plan out the exact way I'm going to heighten his senses with my nervous, crazy, incompetent, insensible, desperate, frantic, out of control kissing. I didn't even realize that both him and Albus were looking at me with concern. I was out of it.
"Hey, Rose." Albus said cautiously as if he expected me to starting attacking him at any minute if he said something wrong.
I merely waved my hand at him as I tried to recalculate my results. It would work if I was in a kneeling position on the bench as I leaned over to snog him senseless. That would have to work for now because I felt like if I got up I would throw up everywhere. I would throw up a bunch of stuff that wasn't even there in my stomach to throw up. A horrid sight really. No one would want to kiss me after that. Then they'll make rumors about me having morning sickness.
"You're a bit out of it today, Weasley." Scorpius stated as he smirked at me. HE KNOWS! HE KNOWS EVERYTHING ROSE! ABORT THE MISSION AND RUN! ABORT THE MISSION AND RUN FOR YOUR LIFE AS IF JAMES WERE CHASING YOU! But do I ever listen to myself at times like these? No. I just shrugged and dug my nails into my wrist under the table to keep myself from following my conscience's demands. I wanted to run like hell but instead I sat there like ice.
"I-I..." I stumbled on my words and you know what. How do I stumble on words that I didn't even know I was going to say in the first place? I saw his eyebrow raise in question but I ignored this particular gesture. I'm going to lose it soon. I'm going to lose it and end up in Azkaban all because Annabeth dared me to kiss Scorpius in front of everyone and Hugo bribed me.
"Are you alright, Rose?" I heard Albus' voice but I didn't really care at the moment. I almost kissed him just because he said something. I was going to end up kissing everyone in this room. EVEN THE GIRLS! I HAVE NO OBJECTIONS TO THAT RIGHT NOW!
"Yes." And I even surprised my own self when the word came out of my mouth. It calmed me a bit. It let me know that some part of me was still in control whether I liked it or not. I'm Rose Weasley and I'm one stubborn girl. There will always be a part of me that thinks something even though I know I'm wrong. Does it matter? It saves me from the dementors in Azkaban. I have to think very happy thoughts. That doesn't even make sense.
"You sure?" SHUT UP ALBUS! I know you care about me and all, and it's sweet but honestly. You're messing up my concentration of just getting this kiss over with and leaving to lock myself up in my room. If I keep remembering that Albus is there then it will throw me off and make me want to leave instead. Who wants to show their own cousins their kissing skills up close? Not me.
"Sshh." I whispered shushing him. I was going to try it now. I was going to try and write my death will right in front of the whole Great Hall. I just hope that James doesn't send a curse my way as I lean in because that'd be embarrassing. Maybe I would even die and fall forward making my lips touch Scorpius' anyway. WHAT IS MY LIFE? DO IT ROSE! THROW YOURSELF AT HIM! NOW!
"Scorpius." Damn it brain, I wanted to say Malfoy and not that loud but this made it all the more suspenseful. "Look at me." I added as I placed one hand on his cheek. There was no doubt that everyone's eyes were on us now because the whole Great Hall was quiet besides a few shifting people. I didn't care. At that moment there was only two people in the world. Me and him.
I could only gaze back as his eyes searched my face for an answer to why I was doing this but I couldn't say. Therefore when he opened his mouth to say something I took my chance. It was now or never. I slipped my hand around his neck and pulled him towards me not caring that Albus was right there and James would probably kill me. It was only for a brief second that our lips touched together lightly before I pulled away.
The silence was still heavy and I managed to catch the small smirk that spread on his face as he leaned in and kissed me back. That wasn't supposed to happen. And this couldn't be considered just a kiss because now it was like we were in the library again. We were full-on snogging and I didn't have a care in the world. I didn't even protest or pull away when I felt his tongue slide into my mouth, I know some can see this move, and touch my own. This was different. We were going at each other not just kissing. Now I know what they meant by sexual tension because I want him. I want to start tearing clothes off. Screw the fact that people are watching. It's only turning me on more. But I know better and I notice that one of my hands had found their way into his hair so I yank his head back. We're done. I'm free.
Flustered I collect my right thoughts before leaning in to peck him on the lips one more time. Simple as that I shrug my shoulders at all the girls who don't even try to hide their envy and make my way to the doors. But not before I give him one last sympathetic smile. I had dragged him into the drama filled world of Rose Weasley now.
"Rose Weasley is a whore!" I hear someone shout breaking the silence only to be enveloped in it again. I know that most of those kids expect me throw a tantrum and care or at least ask that person to come forward but I don't care. I kissed Scorpius Malfoy in front of everyone and I liked it. More than that. I loved it. There was no way I was going to let one person ruin that.
"You only say that because you wish I was yours." I respond with a smile and almost laugh when I realize that it rhymed. Walking through those doors I was in a completely different world. I didn't even care that boys were mercilessly whistling and throwing obscene inappropriate comments at me as I left. To whom did I belong anyway? No one. Though I have a feeling that I'll be having a few boys to answer to after that scene.
Author's Note: Pssh. I liked this chapter a great deal so I decided to post it early. Please enjoy and review. I'm still trying to write those oneshots. You can still suggest ships too if you want. I don't mind. And I just want to thank you all for taking the time out of your day to review this story sometimes. To thank you for reading this. To thank you for favoriting it and all that yum yum. You guys are absolutely fabulous. Amazing. Awesome. Fantastic. Marvelous. Everything. :D