-CHAPTER FIVE-
"He is so unbelievably jealous, it is not even funny any more!"
I spun around on my heel after leaving the Hall to find myself facing my darling cousin who came up with this ridiculous plan in the first place. A plan that a certain Malfoy was taking it upon himself to manipulate and bloody feel me up under the dinner table.
In front of my ex-boyfriend.
I knew this whole plan was entirely a means to get back at him, but there was something niggling in the back of my mind saying that Scorpius was unnecessarily taken by the idea. And to an extent that was quite worrying to be honest.
Lily hooked her arm in mine practically skipping as she did so. "What's even better, is that the new boy, you know him, right?"
"I'm guessing he's the curly haired one you were flirting with all dinner?" I deducted.
"Yes, him. Well, he's asked me out!" Lily grinned at me, and made an odd satisfied screeching sound. "It's brilliant isn't it!" She was excessively excited about this date for some reason. Now, don't get me wrong, she does in fact like all the guys she dates, but never has she been so excited about going out with someone than she is for this guy, whoever he is.
I sighed slightly. "That's great, Lily."
"I know, right," she said, excitedly. "Anyway, back on the topic of you and that dork – I mean, Lorcan…why exactly, when you left the room, was he looking as though he wanted to take you to a deserted corridor and ta-"
I groaned, and planted both hands firmly over my ears. "Please, don't finish that sentence! You are extraordinarily sick-minded, Lily Potter!"
"Oh, come on, you should've seen his face, he was practically drooling. Well, drooling and looking insanely jealous about something – I'm guessing our plan is working brilliantly," Lily smiled, almost jumping up and down on the spot.
"Well, if you really to know –" Lily threw me a looking stating that she did really want to know. "Basically, Malfoy kind of…well…he had his hand on my leg at the table…"
Lily produced a low-whistle and gave me a half-surprised half-approving look, "Rose Weasley is no longer innocent!"
"Shut up, it wasn't like that," I snapped back in reply. When, in fact, thinking about it, it was actually like that. Unless Scorpius was faking it, but then if he was as revolted by me as he normally states, then surely he wouldn't want to go near me.
Stop thinking, Rose. It's obvious it was nothing.
"It was just...nothing," I said after a short pause. The only thing was, if it was nothing, then why did it elicit such a reaction from me? Surely, if it was nothing I'd feel nothing too? I wouldn't have some sort of merry-go-round in my stomach, with my heart pounding in my ears.
"Rose, honey, if a guy is taking the time to remove his attention from food and feel you up in front of your cousin aka. Your best friend, and your ex, thereby risking his pretty face being smashed up by either of their fists, you can safely assume that it is not nothing," Lily told me, with a roll of her eyes.
"I'm just saying it was probably nothing to him."
Lily's eyebrows shot up her forehead. "Are you implying that it wasn't nothing to you?" she said, sounding thoroughly surprised, but with the hint of a smirk playing at her lips.
"N-no.." I stammered, in a pretty unconvincing manner. I must be the least subtle person alive. I'm not kidding. Even Albus could see through that blatant lie, and that is saying something because he is probably the least perceptive person alive. Lily grinned. Damn her and her conniving ways of getting things out of me! "Oh shut up and stop smirking!" She continued to smirk at me. "Whatever, I'm going to bed, we have lessons tomorrow and then that stupid match on Saturday."
I gave her a fleeting hug and then jumped up the stairs two at a time.
"I never thought I'd see the day when you called Quidditch stupid," she called back, and I stopped on my position half way up the stairs to throw her an annoyed look. "But then again," she added, still smirking incessantly. "I'd never thought I'd see the day when you'd enjoy Scorpius Malfoy feeling you up under the table."
"Shut up Potter! I have the authority to give you detention!" I smarted back, trying to sound threatening.
"Oh, you have the means Weasley, but you don't have the guts."
That is not Lily Potter's voice. In fact, that is not a female voice at all. That is the voice of…
"Malfoy?" Lily managed to choke out, then she quickly recovered herself. "Fancy seeing you here! And…Albie, my darling brother, looking as annoyingly smarmy as usual." Oh great. So Al heard her little anecdote as well. Great. Just what I need. But, to be honest, what would make it even worse, would be if the other idiot knew. "And Zabini? Please remove that facial expression from your collection, it makes you look like a paedophile." It seems I spoke too soon.
Bugger.
"I told you she enjoyed it, Al," Malfoy said loudly, his eyes never leaving me, so I gathered he didn't notice Lorcan leaving hall just behind. Is it coincidence that these things always happen to me? "I'll see you in the Head's dorms in a bit, Rosie-posie."
Oh.
My.
God.
Did he honestly just wink at me after saying that?! This was so unbearably embarrassing that my face turned the traditional Weasley red. Trust me to inherit all the bad genes from my parents. Before I felt the need to insult him or something similar, I forced myself to smile in a way that wasn't repulsed and then walked as quickly as possible away.
*(Saturday)*
"Good luck for your match today!" I heard Lorcan's tone wafting to my ears from several places down on my left. His voice was almost completely concealed by the excited screeches of the various female members of my family, but after 8 months of dating, I had grown used to identifying his voice amongst Lily's squeals. Before I could so much as open my mouth to say anything, I received a sharp blow to the back of my head, and Lily bent down and whispered in my ear.
"Be cool!" she muttered urgently, giving me a significant look. I peered to my left so that I caught Lorcan's eye and gave him a tiny smile that would probably not even have been noticeable with a magnifying glass, then I quickly looked away. "Brilliant, Rosie! He's staring at you in shock that you rejected him now! This is brilliant!" Lily whispered in my ear, giving me a hug.
"Depends what you think brilliant is," I replied, tucking into a slice of toast with a shocking amount of jam on the top. I need a lot of energy for big games, and seeing as today I was playing against Slytherin, I was going to need more energy than normal. As if bloody Scorpius Malfoy wasn't perfect enough – you know, perfect hair, perfect grades – he also just had to be Seeker on the Slytherin team. The exact position that I played on the Ravenclaw team, as luck would have it. And to top it off, being the irksome perfection that he is, he is also unnervingly good at his role on the Quidditch team with apparently little effort.
Though the past few games over the years between Ravenclaw and Slytherin resulted in a wounded ego on his part after I snatched the snitch from under his nose three years in a row.
I could tell from the slightly sneering frown he was throwing my direction from the Slytherin table that he was remembering my habit of continually beating him as well. I bounced out of my chair and sauntered over to their table, taking care to conceal my jittering nerves under a grin of confidence.
"Excited for the match, Malfoy," I asked, oozing satisfaction at his dejected features and sitting opposite him next to Al. He threw me a disgusted look. "I suppose you're remembering my win from last year." I grinned widely at him, grabbing an apple from the bowl in front of me.
He grimaced. "I try not to remember that occasion as far as possible," he grumbled.
"What about the year before?" I asked, taking a bite of apple to stop myself from laughing out loud at the downright worried expression that had currently crept its way onto his face where it looked distinctly out of place. After all, he was the epitome of all things cool and collected.
"I'm trying to forget that one too," he added with a distinct air of being thoroughly miserable.
"How about – "
"You've made your point," he snapped back. "Anyway, if we're talking about having one over on the other," he added after a second, that damnable smirk clawing it's way onto his face yet again. "Then, perhaps I ought to mention the fact that you," he pointed a fork covered in baked bean juice at me, "like me." He grinned smugly at me.
"I do not like you," I smarted back. "Lily interpreted the situation incorrectly, is all."
Both Scorpius and Al threw me looks suggesting that they distinctly disagreed with this fact. " Is that so?" Al sniggered into his cereal. He and Scorpius exchanged an amused look.
"Regardless of any attraction my stupid body feels for you, my mind is not that stupid," I interrupted their sniggers, though unfortunately, for me, this caused Al to start laughing even more obviously.
"Is that so?" Scorpius said, echoing what Al had said seconds earlier.
I rolled my eyes, trying to distract myself from thinking about the fact that my face was in fact turning red. Again. "It is so annoying when you say that, you know."
Scorpius and Al exchanged another look. "Is that so?" they said in unison and then collapsed into laughter. I decided at that point to leave them to their immature primitive behaviour and walk with Lily to the Quidditch pitch.
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