POISON IVY & SPIDER WEBS
By Clara and Evil
CHAPTER 3
Clara hurried on the hallways, almost running, her head spinning. She stopped in a corner and glued herself to the cold wall, trying to calm down, inhaling deeply and closing her eyes. She slid to the ground along the wall, the recent events replaying in her mind over and over again.
The two bastards were early in the morning there...Nobody but Scorpius knows about that place and he wouldn't tell anyone, that much I can trust. So, they're spending "quality" time together, and that can be used against them...or for my own entertainment, Clara mused. But what about Kendrick? Did he know he will find me there? If he didn't know, did he come up with a plan along the way or is he sincere and just wants to be friends? And for Merlin's sake, I need to control my emotions around that....that HOT guy! Grrrrrr....Clara, wake up! He will never look at you like that! Even though...no, I have to get that out of my mind! she told herself and stood, walking towards the dungeons.
When she was just about to say the password for the Common Room, a hand pulled her in a corner.
"What the hell...?" she begun in a furious voice, her wand ready.
"Chill out, Clar!" Scorpius said, amused.
"It's you...what do you want? In need to gloat a bit?" Clara replied bitterly.
Scorpius took her hand in his and pulled her in an empty room they sometimes used. He closed the door behind them, not letting go of her hand and softly caressed her cheek.
"I'm so sorry about that, Clar..." he begun.
Clara sighed and stepped away from him. "You don't have to worry, Scorp...I'll get over it!" she said and turned her back at him.
"I know you're strong..." Scorpius said and hugged her from behind.
Clara leaned her head back on his shoulder, her hands caressing his. "So, besides that, was there something you wanted in particular?" Clara asked him in a sad voice, closing her eyes.
"Did you really spend the night with Kendrick?" Scorpius asked amused.
"Not in that way..." Clara answered. "But yes, we were both in the cave...we got caught by the rain and it was almost curfew...I took him to the cave and we fell asleep," she added with a sigh.
"Do you want me to punish those gits?" Scorpius asked, tightening his embrace.
"It's been taken care of...but please do accept them in your special circle of friends, I intend to play with them," she said with a smirk.
"Merlin help them!' Scorpius said with a chuckle, giving her a peck on the neck. "You shouldn't expose yourself like that...I trust you took precautions..." he added, referring to the punishment of the two.
Clara paused for a moment. Malum had been present. She nodded.
"Yes, I did...the secret is safe..." she told him and turned to hug him. "I'll see you around, Scorp," she added with a smile and stepped back.
"If he hurts you, Clara..." Scorpius said, looking at her.
Clara shook her head. "It's my problem, Scorp...you know we can't..." she said and exited the room.
Scoprius passed a hand through his hair in frustration, sighing heavily.
Clara took a deep breath as she closed the door and entered the Slytherin Common Room that was at that time of the day empty, to change back in her uniform. A few minutes later, she was heading towards her next class.
She spent the entire week surveying Malum from the distance. Sometimes he caught her gaze and smiled at her, other times he was trying to catch her alone but she managed to avoid that. She was so confused about him, not sure if she wanted to jump on him or actually try to be just his friend. What confused her the most was the fluttering feeling in her stomach when he smiled at her, or when she remembered the closeness between them.
The week passed and every student was excited about the first weekend at Hogsmead. Clara was in the line, her permit signed by her legal tutor and waiting to hand it to her Head of House who was on duty for this trip.
She looked up at Professor Zabini with a smile and handed him the permit. He smiled back and his eyes lingered a bit on the signature, than gestured her to pass.
Malum had a few people in front of him from where Clara was in the line of students waiting to go to Hogsmead, so he had been glancing over to look at her every time he could spot her. He wondered why she had been avoiding him recently but hoped he could get a chance to catch her during this trip, wanting to talk to her.
So when he managed to give his own note to the Professor, he hurried off towards Hogsmead without waiting for Molly and Albus who were just behind him, wanting to make sure he wouldn't lose Clara too soon.
Molly frowned and glances at Albus who just shrugs at her, not sure himself. And then she turns away with a frustrated huff, watching as Malum hurried off.
Now Malum had made it to Hogsmead, he glances round searching for Clara, wondering where she might have gone off to. But he doesn't see her, so he frowns and wanders through Hogsmead, looking around the place.
Clara didn't notice Malum behind her and she walked around aimlessly, until she bumped into him. She blushed and looked up at the Gryffindor.
"Hey," she said feebly and tried to pass around him.
"Hey," responded Malum as he steps sideways to prevent her from getting passed, not wanting to be avoided again.
Clara let out a small sigh at that and bit her lower lip, locking her eyes with his and raising an eyebrow.
"What is it?" she asked Malum softly, crossing her arms over her chest.
Malum looks into Clara's eyes, shrugging and says "Just wondering how you are, you seem to have been avoiding me recently."
Clara looked down, embarrassed. "It is hard for me to understand why you want to befriend me, Malum...that's why I have been avoiding you..." she replied, inhaling deeply. "And I'm as usual...how are you?" she asked, trying to be polite. "I trust the rumours have died by now..."
"I just think you need a friend, you seem so lonely sometimes, you don't need to understand it, that is just how I am," responded Malum. Then he smiles and says "And I have been okay, same old stuff really."
"Hmmm...old corpses in your drawer?" Clara said jokingly, avoiding commenting on his remark. "So...want to go have a mug of hot chocolate?" she then asked. "On me!"
"Oh, you have no idea," replied Malum to the joke, sounding a little serious, but he chuckles. Then he grins at Clara and says "Now I can't say no to that, what a great idea!"
Clara shook her head at him, now curious as to what he was referring with the old corpses.
"Well, then, let's go..." she said softly and turned around towards the nearest pub, walking away from Malum. She opened the door to the pub and quickly looked around, to see who was in there before entering.
Malum enters the pub behind Clara, looking around slowly, trying to find a suitable table to sit at. Not noticing who else might be in there as he never usually looks for that. Then he glances at Clara and says "There is an empty table over in the corner, only one really."
Clara nods and walks to the table Malum pointed to, sitting so that she can see the door. She looked at him and smiled feebly, gesturing to the bartender and placing their orders. She tapped her fingers on the table, glancing around the pub nervously.
Malum sits down on a seat next to Clara, then he glances over at her and looks confused at her nervousness, then he glances round and notices some people glancing over in his direction, with some girls staring over at him with lustful eyes and he groans quietly and mutters "Oh great, it's the ones who follow me everywhere."
Clara stifled a laughter. "Having a little fan club, do we?" she teased. "You know that rumours will start again, don't you?" she asked him quietly. She then smirked, looking over at the girls. In a split of a second she grabbed Malum and kissed him deeply, her hands caressing his face. She pulled away and raised an eyebrow towards the group of girls that were now outraged.
Malum feels a sense of surprise at Clara's abruptness and a part of him enjoys the kiss from her. And as she lets go of him, he breathes in deeply, trying to calm his racing heart beat, wondering why he felt that way. Then he glances over at Clara, trying to think straight, his face all flushed.
Clara looks back at him, blushing and breathing fast. "Sorry, I...I didn't mean to..." she said and sipped from her hot chocolate mug, gulping hard. Youuuuu....stuuuupid...bitch, Clara told herself.
"I shouldn't have done that, I apologize..." she said again, looking at him and feeling her face on fire.
"Why not? Wasn't bad at all," responded Malum, suddenly leaning forward and locks lips with Clara himself, his arms wrapping around her as he deepens the kiss swiftly, ignoring the sounds of the girls mutterings and the glares.
Clara's heart stopped beating for a second, her mind racing. If she pushed him away, she would be mocked because those girls would've realized that she first kissed Malum on purpose. So, she kissed him back, deepening the kiss with him and moaning softly against his mouth, feeling her knees weak and snaking her hands around his neck.
"So soft and sweet..." she whispered as she gently pulled back for air, her eyes still closed.
Malum watches Clara as he breathes in some much needed air and mutters "Never felt so good before." Then he lifts his hand up to her cheek, caressing it lightly, not sure what he is doing but not seeming to want to actually stop either.
Clara opened her eyes and looked at him with a frown. "We've just doomed ourselves," she whispered, shivering lightly at the touch. She then decided that what was done was done and pulled Malum into another kiss, her mind not ignoring his earlier comment. She gently licked his lips with her tongue, asking silently for entrance while her fingers laced in his hair. She felt that her heart would burst out of her chest.
Malum kisses Clara back, his hands sliding down her back slowly, silently accepting her tongue access by opening his mouth and licking his own tongue lightly against hers, not knowing of anyone else being in the room.
Meanwhile, Albus and Molly had entered the same pub and had stopped in their tracks as they saw what was happening, watching on in shock at it, not quite believing what they were seeing.
Molly gulped and darted to them before Albus could stop her.
"Take your filthy hands off him, Noctus!" she hissed at Clara, grabbing her hair and pulling her.
Clara was suddenly awakened from the world of wonderful sensations that Malum's mouth and hands had induced and yelped in surprise. She released herself from Molly's grip and, without thinking she drew her wand and pointed it at the girl, muttering a spell. Suddenly, Molly lifted up in the air.
Malum shook himself out of the daydream world and looked shocked at the situation before him, standing up quickly, he looks pleadingly at Clara and quietly says "Please put her down, stop that," placing his hand on Clara's arm.
Clara looked at him and growled, letting Molly drop. She threw some coins on the table and stormed out of the pub, pushing Albus in her way out.
"Excuse me," she muttered and slammed the door behind her. She walked quickly towards a clearing of the village and sat on the ground, inhaling deeply to calm herself, trying to stop the tears of rage that poured down her cheeks. "What the hell? What the hell?" she muttered.
Malum shoots a glare at Molly in frustation, not at all happy with her and angrily says "You should have stayed out of that!" Then he storms over to the door, punching the wall and yanks the door opening, rushing out of the pub to go after Clara. As he gets out of that place, he glances round and spots something moving into a clearing.
So he just quickly jogs over there and stands behind her and says "Clara...I..." Taking in a shaky breath as he runs his hand through his hair in frustration, not knowing what to say.
Clara raised a hand to stop him, sobbing with her back turned. "Did I hurt her?" she asked. "If I did, just tell me and I'll report to McGonagall myself," she added and stood, turning to him and breathing fast. She looked at him, gulping, sadness and dread in her eyes.
Malum watches this reaction, having not expected it and shook his head and says "No, you didn't hurt her, she will be fine." Then he goes over to Clara and hugs her tightly and whispers "I'm sorry that she did that." He sighs softly, all of his anger at Molly disappearing from seeing how upset Clara had gotten, a twinge of guilt hitting him, thinking that this was all his fault.
"Not your fault..." Clara muttered, hugging him back. "If...if you still insist of being friends with me, you have to know something," Clara said and took a deep breath, moving away from him. She looked at him and braced herself. "I have a very short temper and have been trained in the Dark Arts," she said in one breath, waiting to see if he just turns around and leaves.
Malum watches Clara for a moment when she said that, then he looks her in the eyes and says "I don't care about that. Of course I'll still be your friend, I just might want more than that, I am not sure. But I couldn't care less what anyone else thinks, I like you." And at that he just walks back to be close to her and places his hand against her cheek.
"M...More?" Clara asked, blushing. "But...you'll have problems with your friends, with your house...I'm in Slytherin, I'm the daughter of Death Eaters...what will your family think?" Clara asked, blinking fast and placing her hands on his chest. "And...what has gotten into you? You've never noticed me in the past and you usually go out with beautiful girls..." she added, with a frown.
"Now I don't care about any of that, not at all. And I lost most of my family, I've only got an uncle and he doesn't do much except let my live in his home" responded Malum with a shake of his head, a small glint of anger appearing in his eyes. But that quickly disappears as he shrugs and says "Most of those girls didn't even have a personality, they weren't good enough for me. And you are beautiful, much more than the ones I have been with."
Then he looks down at that ground and mutters "We may not have talked or got to know each other at all in the past, but that does not mean I didn't notice you, I've watched you for a while in classes and whenever you are in the Great Hall. Even if you didn't notice it, but you sometimes seemed to think you were being watched."
"I'm sorry for your family," she said and squeezed his arm gently. "I just couldn't put my finger on it, couldn't detect who was watching. I gave up after a while, I thought I was paranoid or something..." she then added, blushing. "So...now we will have to deal with the little scandal I provoked, it seems..."
"It is alright, it isn't your fault that I lost them" said Malum with a small smile, feeling better from what Clara said. Then he chuckles and says "Well you weren't paranoid at all so that helps. And we will deal with that when the time comes, it is just not now. But I did sort of snap at Molly before I left to come after you," as he blushes also.
"She is in love with you..." Clara commented. "Or an over-protective friend..." she chuckled. "What would you like to do now?" she then asked with a smirk, taking a handkerchief out of her pocket to wipe off her tears.
"I said we couldn't be like that anymore to her" said Malum with a frown at that talk about Molly, but he shook his head to rid himself of the thought. Then he smirks back at Clara and moves close to her, his hands wrapping round her waist, leans close to her ear and whispers "I thought we'd see where the moment takes us." Gently licking his tongue against her earlobe.
Clara took in a sharp breath, her heart racing. "I think it would be nice..." she whispered back, hesitantly moving her hands up to his face and cupping it.
"I'm glad you agree," whispered Malum as his hands grab her by the hips and he kisses her firmly on the lips, not wanting to waste time and pulls her tightly against himself so there was no space between them.
Clara's body shivered at the proximity, her mouth welcoming his eagerly as she gains confidence and deepens the kiss, moaning softly against him.
Meanwhile....
Albus ran towards Molly and helped her get up, even if his cousin clearly didn't want any help.
"Come on, Molly, let's get out of here," he whispered to her softly, glaring at the girls that were almost bouncing with happiness at the prospect of the fresh news around the school.
"I'll skin her alive!" Molly hissed as she straightened her clothes, her face reddened by rage.
Albus sighed heavily as he walked her out of the pub, leading her back to the castle.
"You shouldn't have reacted like that, Molly! He's not your boyfriend anymore..." he said, placing an arm around her shoulders.
"I will not give up on him, Al, not in favour of that freak and not in favour of anyone...Malum loves me, I know that and he knows it too. I was the best thing that happened to him," Molly said, shivering.
"Molly, Molly...you are my favourite cousin, and I'll help you with anything...We'll make Malum come to his senses, he will soon realize that the snake isn't what he needs. If not, he'll lose two best friends because I don't plan on accepting a Slytherin in our group...I don't trust her one bit!" Albus replied, caressing his cousin's red hair.
"What I don't get is why, for five years, he didn't even look at her, he was making fun of her with us, and all of the sudden he's snogging her in a pub!" Molly said, walking towards the castle.
"No idea...must've been something about that cave," Al replied, half-amused, even if he had noticed Malum looking over the Slytherin table more than once in the past.
Molly huffed in response, visibly disgusted.
Meanwhile, again.....
Clara was pressing herself against Malum, kissing him fervently, her hands caressing his face and neck, then along his arms. At one moment, when her mind was telling her that the boy will think she's desperate and she should stop because people might actually pass in the clearing, she pulled away, breathing fast. She rested her forehead against his shoulder, biting her lower lip and calming her breath.
Malum wondered why Clara had stopped kissing him and slides his hands onto her back, moving to kiss her neck with passion and lightly flick his tongue against it, enjoying the softness of the skin. Then he slips his hands under the back of her shirt, trailing his fingertips along the flesh of her spine.
"Merlin!" Clara whispers, tilting her head to the side and shivering at the feeling of the wet tongue against her skin, her heart beat racing again. "Malum, we need to stop..." she said in-between sharp breaths.
"I don't want to stop..." muttered Malum against her neck, his breath lightly blowing against it as he speaks. His hands starting to slide down her back.
Clara pulled away reluctantly, smirking at him. "Yet we have to, we're in plain view here," she said softly, taking his hands into hers. "Meet me tonight, after curfew..." she whispered after a moment of thought when she pondered whether she wants this to actually go as far as it takes or not. Her body was urging her to continue on the spot, but she knew that they had given enough fuel for gossip in the pub and it was best to cool down.
"Alright, I'll meet you then" responded Malum quietly, gently squeezing Clara's hands, wondering how he had got like this towards her. Then a thought struck him and he asks "Where are we going to meet?"
Clara closed her eyes briefly, trying to shake off the heat that passed through her body. She inhaled deeply.
"Meet me in front of the tapestry of the seventh floor," she replied. "At ten, tonight..." she added and kissed his cheek. "I should go back to the castle now..."
"I'll be there" responded Malum with a smile. Then he nods and says "I should be getting back too, people will wonder where I have gone."
Clara snickered and walked in the opposite direction from where Malum was heading, looking back as he made his way back to the castle.
She took her time, making sure he had already passed through the entrance door and walked inside Hogwarts as well. She walked towards the dungeons, lost in thought when she bumped into someone.
"Will you watch where..." she started to hiss and lifted her gaze. She blinked and blushed. "I'm sorry, Professor!" she said with a sheepish smile as her eyes fell on her Head of House.
Blaise Zabini looked at her with a soft and amused smile. "Miss Noctus, it seems your mind is occupied with more interesting thoughts than paying attention to your surroundings," he said with a velvet voice.
Clara gulped and blushed, looking at the young Professor. "I'm sorry, Sir...I'll try to be more careful," she said.
"I trust you will do that...and I also trust the rumours about any indecent behaviour from your part are completely false," he replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Completely, Sir..." Clara said all red with embarrassment.
"Good, because I would hate to trouble my old friend Draco with that kind of news. You know how much he trusts you..." Professor Zabini poured.
"Yes, Professor..." she said in a shaky voice, looking at the ground.
The Professor lifted her chin gently and smiled at her. "I have nothing against you dating boys from the other houses, Clara, but we need discretion," he whispered to her.
"I understand, Professor," Clara replied, looking at him and smiling slyly.
"Now, I'm certain you still have some assignments to finish. Watch your back!" Blaise said and winked at her.
"See you in class, Professor," Clara said and walked away quickly, inhaling deeply.
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