When you wake up in the morning you're not always with who you expect. Who I expected to wake up next to after a wild night of drinking and whatever the hell else happened? To be honest: no one. Did that freaking happen? No! This is why I don't drink. Or try not to. Every time I do, something bad happens. I say I won't, I promise myself but gosh, I just keep doing it anyway. No matter how many one night stands happen. Only one happened so yeah. Two now. No matter how many people I ruin my relationship with, I keep drinking. What if I'm an alcoholic? My family would be so disappointed. I'm going to stop. Really this time. Fuck, Annabeth. I can handle not being friends with her to save myself.
Ugh! My head is killing me and judging by the colors of the bed I'm in, when I open my eyes for a second, I'm in the Slytherin dormitories. That's not good either. Please let me be sleeping on either Zabini or Nott because I can so handle that. I always thought that would end up happening anyway. That's a joke. Merlin, I just hope it isn't my enemy, my cousin, Flint or anyone below a fifth year. Especially since I have no clothes on. No underwear, no bra. Well there's no question there, whoever I'm with, we definitely shagged. Score points for me, right? One hundred points to Gryffindor for being sexy enough for a Slytherin to want to shag you and actually carry out with the details.
More importantly, I need to get back to my room before anyone notices that I was missing. Too bad Stephanie probably already noticed because she's a good friend. But I can throw her off my trail easily. Where had I been all this morning? The library to get some peace and quiet after my raging headache. Even more important: I need to do it without this person knowing I was here. That's going to be kind of difficult to do because I'm currently laying on someone and moving could disturb them, destroying my chance of getting out of here unnoticed. I guess the first thing I should do is open my eyes and see who it is before they wake up themselves.
I don't think I'm quite ready to face my 'lover' yet but I push myself up anyway, eyes still closed. Merlin, please let it at least be someone I don't know. Taking a breath, I said a few more prayers before cracking one eye open. And I think I've found a more efficient reason not to drink. It's the person under me if you're wondering. I think I'm honestly going to cry too. He's a blonde... Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic. He's a blonde but that doesn't mean he's who I think he is. Oh, who am I kidding? It's Scorpius. I really need to get out of here now.
Two, I need to freaking find my clothes. Not to mention my freaking wand. Opening both of my eyes, I took a look around to see if any of my clothing was in reach. Would it be surprising if there wasn't? No? Didn't think so either because I have the worst fucking luck in the whole universe. Can I just cry? For once I just want to be able to cry. Is that too much to ask for?
And for a second I don't even realize that I'm practically dry sobbing until I feel my arms shaking. I should probably get away while I can or I'm going to be forced to stay here for longer than I want. Taking another much needed breath, I tried to lift my leg but a bolt of pain shot through my back, causing me to fall forward and hit my head on Scorpius'. Remind me to never sleep like that again. My plan is foiled now too. So much for not causing a disruption.
"Ow, fuck, Nott! Haven't I told you to stop waking me up like that?" He asked, absentmindedly rubbing his forehead, eyes still closed. Weird. Must be used to such treatment. I bit my lip to keep from voicing my own pain. Thank Merlin but there's only a matter of time before he realizes that there's someone lying on him, in which his eyes will open to check. He's dumber than I thought, which is a good thing for me at the moment.
As slow as I could, I began to lift my weight off of him, covering the parts of me that no enemy of mine should ever see with my hands. Although it's a little too late for that, right? It's also a little too late to remember that whenever I moved I got a jolt of pain in my back. This time, however, I was a little but more prepared for it so I didn't fall forward. I did happen to let out a whimper of pain though. That one seemed to get his attention real nice.
What he said when he opened his eyes wasn't exactly the reaction I was thinking about though. I was thinking something along the lines of "What the hell are you doing in my bed?" But it was something along the lines of "Ah, fuck! Not one of these dreams again." Quite flattering, no?
He seemed to get the idea after I glared at him for a few minutes and said nothing. Trying to get up, he fell back to the bed with a groan. I guess his hangover is kicking in or something. Why would he try to get up with me on top of him anyway? Is he really that stupid? Considering the situation at the moment he's lucky I have no clothes on because that's the only thing that's keeping me from tearing him to shreds before this incident can get out to anyone. Imagine if James found out. Then my father would probably find out. The more the merrier, right?
"Ah, Weasley... fancy meeting you here." His smirk is a little too happy for me.
"Keep talking like that and you won't get a chance to write your will."
"Either way I get to die a happy man. I got Rose Weasley to sleep with me. When was the last time someone could say that? And it's really an accomplishment when she's sworn on her life that I would never have a chance. Did I prove her wrong?" Carefree bastard. Once again he's right and now I've really ruined my life because if it ever got out about me and him I would probably be disowned. Not a good thing for me because where the heck am I going to go? Haha. Just kidding, that's the good thing about having a million cousins.
That's besides the point though. I'm not going to sit here and have a freaking party with him. I better at least get flowers after since he's so damn rich. I guess some roses would go well. I'd be lucky if I even got a sorry or at least a thank you. I mean I did provide fantastic entertainment for the night. Did I not?
"Fuck you." I'm very mature sometimes.
"Judging by this situation and the fact that we're both naked and you're on top, I have the right to say that you already did." I'm going to add this moment to the top of my Scorpius Malfoy Statements That Make You Want To Punch The Magic Out Of Him list. I'm not the best with titles, as you can see. I think I'll let James punch him. That would prove to be most entertaining.
I guess you could say that he was lucky too because as soon as I opened my mouth I heard someone moving. Damn, we'd taken too long on making conversation. Who knows? Maybe I could have been back in my bed by now. MY being the keyword. Judging by the devious grin on Scorpius' face I think it's safe to say that he had come across this conclusion too. Then I heard the distinct sound of someone getting out of their bed. Yup, now I'm going to have to sit here until everyone leaves for breakfast. Fucking fabulous.
"Hey, Scorp?" Came a voice dangerously close to his bed. I'm not sure who it was exactly but I know it wasn't Albus. Thank Merlin.
"Yeah?" Scorpius answered shifting slightly under me.
"I'm guessing you had a good time last night. You should be more careful with the girls you bring up here. It's like a fucking tornado came by. Her bra's on Al's bed, which is empty. Where the hell did that git go? Did he ever come back? Anyway, moving on... she has a nice taste in underwear. Lacy? I'm guessing a goody-two shoes. Got a new V-card? Have a little fun?" He laughed like that was something funny. I know that laugh and it belongs to none other than Noah Nott. He has such a cute, innocent name for someone so devious and evil.
Growing tired of covering myself up, I got back into the position I had woken up in. I mean if he would be considerate and let me lay next to him instead of taking up the whole bed then I wouldn't have to lay on top of him. My chest against his, my face buried in his neck. It's just kind of awkward to sit here and listen to a regular conversation of Scorpius'. I wish I didn't have to hear it either. I don't want to hear about what Scorpius thought of last night. I just want to forget the whole thing ever happened. On the good side though, I now know where my bra is at and I know that Albus is definitely not in the room. That's great news.
"Eh, I don't really have any memory of what happened last night." Scorpius responded more to me than Nott I guessed, by the way he was staring at me. Thank goodness he doesn't remember. Now we can just forget it all.
"Yeah? Well you need to remember to cast a silencing charm next time. Save the rest of our memories. Bloody screaming and moaning like banshees, yeah?"
Can I just kill myself now? How could he forget to cast a silencing charm? That's so embarrassing. So you can imagine why my cheeks were suddenly on fire at that moment. At least no one knows it was me. That would make everything incredibly awkward. Not that it isn't already.
"You liked listening?" Add this moment to the list that was mentioned earlier.
There was a moment of silence before I heard Nott scoff before saying, "Had to cast a silencing charm for you. You were so... vocal?... I thought you were taking one up the arse for a second. Thought maybe you and Albus were going at it. Was going to ask to join but I knew there wouldn't be enough space for the three of us. Would have liked that wouldn't you?" Shameless flirting Slytherins. I guess you could say they're all the same. I've never deemed Scorpius as gay. Gonna have to rethink this.
"That was one time!"
"You say that a lot, Scorpius. I don't know if I can believe you anymore."
Get this. They both burst out laughing. I don't see the humor in any of this. Imagine Scorpius and Albus doing such and such. Ew. Not to mention that that means I've gotten stuck with the sloppy seconds of my own cousin. I can forget about the rest of the slags he's been with but if he's been with my cousin that's a boy, then that's not going to work out. Hell, him and Albus can get married. I wouldn't care. I'd actually be happy for them. They are best friends. But me and Scorpius after Albus and Scorpius, that's a no-no.
"So was it Violet?"
"No! Can you fuck off?" I must admit that that surprised me. I thought Scorpius only talked like that to girls. His change in tone was quick, too.
There was a sound of clothes being pulled on and a zipper being pulled before his friend replied with much sarcasm, "Well, excuse me for interrupting your wank. Sorry. You're lucky that I'm the only one left in here. Leaving now, don't want to hear you finish since you obviously seem to have forgotten that there's a thing called a silencing charm. Have fun fantasizing about me, you and Albie." Then I heard the door shut.
I never knew that such a noise could sound as heavenly as that door did. And let's just ignore the fact that his friend thinks he's doing such and such. Long as it doesn't involve me.
"Can I leave now?" I muttered.
"Go ahead."
"Eyes."
"I've seen it already."
"Don't remind me. One time thing anyway. Let's get one thing right. While I'm here you are going to listen to me. If I say get my clothes, you're going to get my clothes. If I say to shut up, you're going to shut up. If I say to close your eyes, you're going to close your eyes. This isn't time to play one of your little games. Do keep in mind that I do not like you at all and if I wanted I could make it seem like you took advantage of me." I threatened halfheartedly because I really wasn't in the mood to sound serious. Neither did I want to lie about the whole thing anyway. I wasn't going to use that against him either. That would just label me as a bitch.
He groaned but complied anyway. And I slipped out of his bed as fast as I could. I was practically about to start crying in happiness. Maybe I didn't have the worst luck in the world because at least everyone else wasn't here, including Albus. Now if I could just get out of the room and the dungeons without being seen.
Scanning the room with my eyes, the first thing I spotted was my bra hanging off the top of a bed. How the heck does an article of clothing get up there? Pulling on my skirt and my bra, I grabbed my shirt. Just my luck too that half the buttons on it are popped off. Frantic much? I'm going to need to fix that. Now all I need is my wand... The location of that is currently unknown so I'll ask Scorpius after I put some clothes on. I was not going to leave without my wand. Now where the heck are my panties?
Walking around to the other side of the bed I found my underwear on the nightstand hanging off a lamp. Classy. Do I still want to keep these after last night? For a second I'm just stuck there trying answer that question and remember the events from last night but that proves harder than any test I've ever taken. I got drunk, there was dancing, a kiss and then... and then... what the heck came after that? Why the hell can't I remember. And then-
My thoughts were stopped short when I heard the door open, sending me diving right back into bed with Scorpius. Forget the fact that that's where I was trying to get away from. I take that comment back about me not having the worst luck in the world. Clearly I was right.
"What the fu-" He began, startled, but I clamped my hand down on his mouth to keep him from speaking. I do not need to get caught when I was so close already to getting away. I would have liked to get away faster but I'll take what I can get.
"Yo, Scorp. You still in here?" Why the hell does everyone want to have a conversation with him all of a sudden? It's like they know I'm trying to get away.
Scorpius was trying to speak but I only pushed my hand down harder. It'd be better if they thought he was sleep then they wouldn't even bother him. Maybe this person would even think that he had already went down to the Great Hall. No I was not going to kill him if that's what you're thinking!
"No?" The person asked. "Either way, if you're in here, Albus is looking for you. He said that if you didn't hurry up he'd drag you out himself. That is if you're still in here." Then there was the sound of the door shutting again and I let out the breath I had been holding the whole time, letting my hand slide from his mouth. His face was a little pink too. I might have been smothering him by an accident. Ah well. He's still alive. For now. That's not a threat either.
"You're sitting on my hand." He hissed.
"Sorry." I said shifting so he could have his hand back. "What's your hand doing down there anyway?"
"The real question is why you have no underwear on. Weren't you just out there collecting your clothes? Did you so happen to skip out on your knickers?" Yeah, a really nice way to turn the whole situation on me. It wasn't my fault that his friends are so freaking curious about him that they have to check up on him like he's their son. Let's skip that and get to the part where I really have to get out of here fast because Albus might be on his way to get Scorpius.
"No! They're right here." I answered, twirling my underwear around my index finger. "Do you want them?"
"Wha- No! Why?" Can I just say that his face was red at this point? Also note that I am no longer smothering him.
"Then shut up about it!"
With a huff, I got off of him and yanked the curtain around his bed back. He needed to leave just as much as I did right now. Now before I had to jump back into his bed again what was I looking for...? I think it was my wand. Yup! That was it. Turning around to face Scorpius, I started to slip my shoes on, after my knickers of course, until he stood up.
"Hey, Sc- Malfoy. Do you know where my wand- My virgin eyes! Put your freaking clothes on!" He had decided to start getting dressed as soon as I turned around. Who the heck does that?
''Nothing you haven't seen before." He sang and added, "I think you lost the right to say 'my virgin eyes' a year ago." How he knew that? I have no idea. Must have been some rumors going around because that's all that people ever talk about in this school. But then again they're not actually rumors if they're true then, are they?
"Blah, blah, blah. Enough chitchat. Help me get out of here and find my wand." I still held my hand over my eyes. I might have seen such and such last night but when I did, I was drunk. Heck, I can't remember anything happening after I had my fourth drink I believe. Or something like that.
"I don't know. Look under the beds."
Obviously, I wasn't too happy about getting down on my hands and knees in the Slytherin dormitories but I did. Desperate times call for desperate measures. While I was peeking under the beds I could hear Scorpius snickering somewhere behind me. Of course he would find something like this humorous. I bet he would think differently if I told James about our little conversation. Or what started out as a conversation and somehow ended up being discussed in the privacy of his bed. Not very private I might add since he can't remember to cast silencing charms.
After who knows how long I spent on that floor, I stood up and groaned in frustration. "IT'S NOT UNDER ANY OF THESE BEDS! I have seen many other questionable items though."
"Yeah, that might be because I have it. I just like to see the lion bow before the snake."
Closing my eyes, I try and stop myself from going over there and slapping him. Least he's dressed now. So I think, rainbows and unicorns, rainbows and unicorns. Stuff that makes me happy, kissing Scorpius, rainbows and unicorns, and candy. I don't even like unicorns. When I finally felt calm and opened my eyes again, I closed the distance between us, without touching him, and snatched my wand out of his hand.
"You're really pathetic. I'm not to be treated like those other girls you whore around with. I have self-respect." He was pretty speechless by now and I ignored him as I buttoned my now-fixed shirt, after I had repaired it, still telling him what I was telling myself to keep from crying. I'd screwed up bad this time. "I'm not going to keep running back to you like some slut. Hell. Why would I even care what we did? I don't even remember half the night. Thank the gods for that. I have enough mistakes on my plate right now. Number one being you."
"You're different but I guess that doesn't really matter."
"No. Don't give me that. Seriously. How many other girls have you told the same thing?"
"Just you... I think."
Think? THINK? He just thinks. Oh, yeah that definitely makes me want to believe. Everyone thinks things but that doesn't mean that they're serious about it. You can't think about something like this. You have to know. It has to come from the heart. You don't say you think that someone's special and then get married to them, do you? You don't say you think you want something and then get it, do you? It's all about what you really, truly do or say or want. Not what you think. Well, maybe sometimes but that's beside the point.
"Did we... you know?"
"Shagged? Yeah. I don't know about the rest like precautions and all that..."
Insert very awkward silence here in which I twirled my wand in my fingers and he seemed to become all of a sudden very interesting in whatever was in his trunk. I should take a peek, no? I always wondered what he was like to Al. I mean we see Scorpius as two totally different people. Al sees him as his best mate who's hilarious, smart, and considerate. I see him as someone who's a stupid, arrogant, slutty, stereotypical Malfoy. I guess that's what he was going for anyway.
"If I get pregnant... If I get pregnant-" I started before he cut me off and rolled his eyes.
"You're not going to get pregnant. Hopefully." He's not as confident as he makes himself appear to be. Not a good thing on my part because I do need support and comfort if I do get pregnant. Hopefully I don't because him as a father is just... I don't know. It would be a disaster. And I'm too young to have a kid.
"If I get pregnant the first person I'm going to tell will not be you. It'll be your father." I must admit that the look on his face made me smile. His eyes went wide like I had just admitted to sleeping with my cousin or something. Comical to say the least.
"You wouldn't." He said narrowing his eyes at me.
One thing people need to know about me is that when I say I'm going to do something I'm going to do it. And if I don't do it exactly the way I said, I'm going to find a way around it because I like to keep my promises and even my threats. I think it helps create good character in some people.
"Dear Mr. Malfoy, I am most sorry to have to write this letter to you about your son Scorpius Malfoy. You see the thing is that we both seem to be quite the party people and when we collide bad things happen. Such as sex. Oh, yes, you might think that I am quite the daring one to be writing a letter to you about your son including the topic of sex but you don't seem to be doing such a good job doing it yourself. Sure if you want that to mean more than one thing then you can take it that way. Anyway, your son got me pregnant and now we're going to have a baby at the age of sixteen going on seventeen. Not that young, but yet too soon. Don't you think? Did I mention that I haven't told my parents yet? Boy is there going to be one hell of a school reunion. Congratulations! You're now a grandfather. Love you father-in-law-to-be, Rose. P.S: My last name is Weasley and I'm the daughter of the woman who punched the magic out of you in Hogwarts. It'll be a nice story to tell your grandchild when he or she is older." I recited off the top of my head. I was so going to write this down later.
I'm starting to have second thoughts as to if I'm in the right house. I could very much be a Slytherin if I wanted. Think so? Then me and Al would be in the same house together. Although, I do wonder where Al's Slytherin characteristics come through. He's so nice and everything you would think he was more of a Hufflepuff. Maybe he has to break or something. No one seems to be able to get on his nerves enough to get him angry so I'm guessing his Slytherin qualities are deep down inside somewhere. I'm not going to be the one to bring that side out.
"I'll just tell my father that I might have gotten you pregnant... today. Or I'll copy you and write a letter. Dear Mr. Weasley, I am writing this letter to inform you that I may have impregnated your precious daughter Rose. Do know that we were both intoxicated at the time. You may also want to note that this isn't the first time your daughter has slept with someone drunk. She might have even been pregnant more than once. The hell if I know. You can owl Logan Wood for details. I am most disappointed to say that I've added yet another to the Weasley tree but that's a story for another time. If you would like to kill me I welcome you to. I'm not exactly excited about it either. Congratulations. Scorpius Malfoy."
"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS FOR ONCE AND STAY OUT OF MINE! Whatever I do with other people is none of your business! How the hell do you even know about me and Logan? Ugh! You're impossible. I doubt you would ever send my father a letter anyway. Good luck with mustering the courage, prat."
"Your business is all over the school. And I didn't actually know... I just heard the rumors but thanks for verifying them. Have you forgotten that I was placed in Slytherin? So even if I don't send your father that letter I'll get someone else to do it. I get what I want either way." He replied without a trace of fear, nor sign of caring, on his face. In fact he seemed just as happy as before. One can only wonder why. Slytherins are known to be sly so I'm guessing he has something up his sleeve.
When I get to my room I'm going to rewrite my letter. I'm so serious with all my heart. This is more important than homework. If I get pregnant then that'll be my way to get more of the blame placed on Scorpius. Of course I'm going to get in trouble too but I'm hoping that he'll get it worst. My father has quite the temper but I don't think he'll kill the father of my child because that's insensitive. Hmm... it's a possibility. Mother says he has quite the temper. I wouldn't mind it.
Rolling my eyes at his obvious lie, because he's not going to send that letter or write it down, I gave him one last look before walking over to the door and opening it. Boy did it feel good to finally be about to leave that room. Now I could leave all this behind me and pretend like it never happened. I'm quite good at that too but I have to establish things first.
"You know you said I never listen last time and I listened. I want you to listen to me now. I don't want to talk you ever again. Don't owl me. Don't look at me. Don't stop me in the halls. Don't sit next to me unless you have to. Don't talk to anyone about me. Don't even think about me. Forget about us ever having to talk. And forget that we ever kissed or anything else. It doesn't mean anything to me anymore. You're nothing to me. We both fucked up this time. This isn't fixable." It even shocked me how cold I sounded. The silence making everything that more intense.
"Look, Rose. I'm sorry. If that's what it takes then I'm sorry." It would have meant more if he was actually looking at me.
"It's Weasley and there's nothing to apologize for."
Then I left. I slammed the door behind me and everything else that had happened in that room. This is why I should never drink. I get carried away and things like this happen. I wake up next to someone I shouldn't be next to and I don't remember a thing. This is the last and final time I ever listen to Annabeth again and I mean it. I don't want to be like her even if she is my friend. In fact I just might end our friendship. She's a bad influence on me and everyone else. We don't need that. I most definitely do not need that.
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"Rose! Are you crying? What's the matter?"
Of course I wasn't expecting anyone to be in here so that's why I was crying on my bed. I don't like people to see me cry. I'm supposed to be Rose Weasley. I'm supposed to be brave and courageous. I'm not supposed to be crying on my bed over something so dumb as what I'm crying for. I'm not going to tell you either because then you'll just laugh at me and call me dumb because I basically brought this upon myself. Therefore that's how I'm going to handle it. By myself.
"Steph, can you just leave me alone for a while?" I asked closing the curtains on my bed.
"Rose!" I heard her protest.
"Alone!"
Thus I ended up crying in my bed for the rest of the day and skipping dinner. I did go to classes though. I'm Rose Weasley. The girl who has the perfect life. The girl who only has a few imperfections and they aren't even worth counting. Little do people know... I'm the exact opposite. A smile goes a mile though. Makes everything believable, too. Even if it is fake most of the time.
Author's Note: I'm tired right now so I don't know what to write down here besides the fact that I want to write something in Scorpius' point of view. I don't know. I have so many unfinished things I'm writing. :p School is getting to be a hassle. Working on the next chapter now. Review and enjoy and stuff. Lol. What if Scorpius was bisexual? Hahaha. It would only be one time, right? xD x's and o's. Will edit later when I'm not half dead.