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"Alright, we're here because you lot are too thick to pass your potions OWL." I sighed as I sat on the desk in the potions room. Dominique, Roxanne and Craig Lambert were sat at one table, Rhiannon Lexis, Tia Dobbins and Christian Everdeen at another.
"Where's Lysander?" I rolled my eyes, of course Lysander wasn't here.
I arched an eyebrow at Christian who just shrugged a shoulder and returned to flirting with Tia and Rhiannon.
"What about you pussycats? You see Scamander?" I sighed and aimed my question at Craig.
He just glared and shook his head.
"Fine, screw him. Today we're going to be going over the cure for boils –"
"That's a second year potion." Dominique interrupted me with a small pout in her voice.
I rolled my eyes and tried to keep my temper in. "A second year potion that you cannot do! Any of you. I made this potion successfully in my first year –"
"Nobody likes a show off." Roxanne snapped, rolling her eyes and sending a small glare at me.
"And nobody likes a thick shit either!" I snapped back, jumping off the desk. "I can go to McGonagall and refuse to do this, I'll probably get asked to do something else. You will fail your OWL. You will get kicked off the Quidditch team. I don't give a shit either way."
She blushed but didn't look away from me. None of them did.
They all knew I probably had the worst temper in my entire family, and they were probably all waiting for it to explode.
"Right, now as I was saying a cure for boils. If I can't teach you that then I don't want to see you back here again." I scowled at them all before landing on my two cousins.
It turns out that most of the people in this group could barely scrape together a decent enough potion for me to even work with.
"What the hell is this?" I asked when I looked over Tia's cauldron.
"A cure for boils." She muttered, looking at me nervously.
"Are you asking me or telling me? It's rubbish, start again. You too Everdeen. Call yourself a Ravenclaw?" I snorted and walked away from their table.
I silently went over to the Gryffindor's table and peeked inside all their cauldrons.
"Good work, Lambert." I nodded once as I saw that Craig's was pretty average.
"Blondie, Foxy…what you got for me?" I asked them dryly, smirking when they both stiffened and glared at me.
"Are you kidding me? Blondie, you have nothing in here!" I yelled when I dragged Dominique's cauldron over the desk.
She just shrugged and looked back down at her potions book…which was holding a magazine.
"Incendio"I muttered, pointing my wand at the magazine. Straight away it went up in flames, making Dominique throw it up into the air and let it land on the table.
She looked at me like I was crazy, but with a silent flick of my wand the flames died out. Leaving her magazine in ashes and her book all burnt and charred.
"Do. It. Again."
For the next three weeks, three times a week I taught them potions. After a week, and after me screaming at each and every one of them, they were able to make potions to a second year standard. Lysander Scamander hadn't turned up to a single session, and I couldn't find him round the castle either. I didn't care whether he showed up or not though, the fewer morons I taught the better.
Things in my life were pretty simple; I went to lessons and had a laugh with Ivy, Vinnie, Scorpius and the other boys in Slytherin. The other girls and I ignored each other; Janey knew now that she couldn't cross me again so she stopped trying. We simply existed beside each other, neither friends nor enemies.
I went to Quidditch practice and had a laugh with the guys on the team- and to make sure we had an advantage on another Quidditch team, I arranged tutoring sessions when Gryffindor organised their practices. Roxanne was an extremely talented beater so with her missing three practices a week, there was no doubt that Gryffindor would be disadvantaged. With the Dobbin sisters' brooms hidden under Malfoy's bed, the only team we were on par with was Ravenclaw.
Even as things in my own life were getting simpler, I noticed that things in my friends' lives weren't.
I was walking down to Care of Magical Creatures with Vinnie, Ivy, Scorpius and Logan when somebody pounced on Vinnie, sending him to the floor.
Straight away Scorpius and Logan pulled the guy of Vinnie and pushed him away.
"What the hell Potter?" I yelled in Albus' face when he straightened himself up and lunged at Vinnie once more.
Oddly enough, Vinnie didn't do anything to defend himself. He just moved out of Albus' way.
Before anybody could say anything, James appeared with some of his sixth year friends and the rest of the Gryffindor fifth years.
"What is going on?" Ivy yelled, glaring at Albus, who was now being pushed away by Scorpius who was a good foot taller than him.
"Know what company you keep, Rosie?" Albus snarled, glaring at me through narrowed eyes.
I stiffened straight away and sent him a filthy glare back. "Better than I used to keep, Ally."
He ignored my jibe and just turned his glare back to Vinnie. "You hang around with kiddie fiddlers!" He spat.
For a minute I was too shocked to say anything, but then the feeling of Ivy pushing past me and running at Albus and slapping him full force brought me back to reality.
"She's FOURTEEN!" Vinnie shouted, shaking his head and clearly trying to keep his temper in check. "I'm fifteen! I'm only a year and a few months older than her!"
"She's a third year!" James sneered, stepping closer to Vinnie. Straight away I moved to stand in front of him, standing up straight and glaring my cousin down.
"Look, if your whore of a sister wants to drop her panties in her third year at school, then let her." I ignored the scoffs, shouts of 'hypocrite' from the Gryffindors and the glares I received and just kept my gaze on the oldest Potter.
James was known for having a silent temper. Unlike Albus and Lily, he kept his temper under control until he couldn't no longer and then he'd snap. Attacking his baby sister, physically or verbally often broke his control.
"Are you really that thick?" I rolled my eyes and looked from one cousin to another, smirking when I saw Roxanne glare at me. "Ickle-Lilykins has a boyfriend. Get over it. They've been seeing each other for a while; guess it's just obvious to the filthy snakes. Guess we watch our friends closer than you precious pussy cats do." I shrugged and nodded to my friends to follow me.
"And you're alright with this?" James moved to step in front of me, sneering at me.
"Alright with one of my best friends going out and getting laid?" I deliberately worded it like that to wind my cousins up.
"Am I alright with my friend having a life? Yeah. I'm a little disappointed at his choice, there's plenty of whores around this school; he didn't have to go for Princess Potter…well," I smirked and looked over James' shoulder to where Dominique, Roxanne and Amy Wilson were stood.
"I suppose Foxy and Amy were taken so Vinnie had to go for the next biggest whore in school." Ivy and Logan laughed when I said that.
"Rose, enough!" Scorpius snapped at me, giving me a little glare.
I made a show of closing my mouth and holding my hands up innocently. "Look guys, we're already late; we might as well ditch." I saw Ivy nodding to where Hagrid was already speaking to the rest of the Slytherins and all the Hufflepuffs.
I looked at James and then Albus once more before I nodded and allowed Ivy to take my arm and lead me away from the Gryffindors.
"Scorpius." I called out when I realised that it was only Ivy and Logan I was walking with. Scorpius and Vinnie were stood with the Gryffindors, Vinnie looking at Scorpius as he had a little argument with his girlfriend.
"You'll get into even more trouble and then your Dad won't let you visit over Christmas." Roxanne hissed, looking at Scorpius who was scowling at the ground.
"Are you two coming or not?" Ivy asked her brother and best friend. Vinnie shook his head straight away and Scorpius sighed heavily before he shook his head slowly. Logan muttered something and then walked over to Vinnie and Scorpius.
"Ha. Look, I can see Foxy's thumbprint." I pointed to Scorpius' head, before I turned and walked away from the boys and the Gryffindor's.
"We didn't need the boys!" Ivy hiccupped as we walked down to the Slytherin common room. We'd been in Hogsmeade all day, and had stolen a bottle of fire-whiskey from the Hogs Head and were now slightly tipsy. We hadn't eaten all day either.
I just smiled and laughed as she stumbled over her own feet; we'd had the same but she evidently couldn't handle her drink as well as I could.
After giving the password, we both entered the common room, and froze when we saw who was sat in the sofas in front of the fire place.
Greg Goyle, Professor Urquhart, Vinnie, Lily Potter, Scorpius, Roxanne Weasley and Professor McGonagall.
"Oh shit." I scowled and sent a little glare to my cousins.
"Dad?" Ivy frowned when we walked over to them. I noticed that Vinnie's eyes were red and he had tear-stains down his cheeks.
Vinnie never cried; neither of the Goyle twins cried, their father even said they seldom cried when they were babies.
"Ivy…" Greg smiled sadly as he stood up, holding his arms out for Ivy to give him a hug. I noticed Scorpius, Roxanne and Lily all trying to make eye contact with me, when Scorpius did; he nodded to the spot between him and Lily on the sofa.
"What's going on?" I whispered as I sat down between them, ignoring Lily completely.
"Eileen has died." Scorpius whispered back; Eileen was their grandmother, their mothers' mother, who lived in Italy, where their mother was from. Their mother died a couple of days after they were born, when she died, Eileen and Greg became close and she called him her son, and the twins classed Eileen as their mother. Greg's parents were dead and Eileen's husband died when Sophia, the twins' mother, was a child.
Ivy was particularly close to Eileen, she was the only mother figure she had, excluding Astoria Malfoy.
"No!" I looked up to see Ivy practically fall into her father's arms as he told her the dreadful news.
"No! NO!" She was screaming now, I looked round and was briefly surprised to see the common room completely empty apart from our little group.
"Ivy," I stood up from my seat and moved to her side.
She moved away from her Dad and hugged me, resting her head on my shoulder, sobbing quietly. On instinct, I wrapped my arm around her.
Greg asked Scorpius and I to help Ivy and Vinnie pack since they would be going to Italy for the funeral and both twins were in a state of shock, I took Ivy by her hand and led her up to our dormitory, noticing how a silence seemed to fall over the room as soon as I opened the door. I ignored the bitchy girls in there and sat Ivy down on my bed.
"Is there anything special you want to take with you?" I asked her as I pulled her trunk out from under her bed. I rifled through it until I found one of her large school bags; with a silent flick of my wrist, the insides grew so I'd be able to fit all of the things she wanted to take with her easily.
"C-can I…um, can I borrow your black dress for the funeral?" She whispered, looking up at me with fresh tears in her eyes. Without saying anything, I sat next to her and wrapped my arms around her, resting her head on my shoulder.
Ivy and Vinnie left with their father that night, people asked questions and pestered Scorpius, Roxanne, Lily and me, but they stopped when Scorpius and I told them to leave us alone. Well, they stopped asking us, I was walking through the entrance hall by myself when I heard Lily getting pestered by some Hufflepuff and his friends; my cousins were stood talking with some of their friends several feet away and normally I'd have left it to them to stick up for her…but this time was different.
"Come on Potter! You've been banging Goyle for months! You must know why him and his hot whore of a sister have fucked off –." I think he's called Justin Summers, laughed at her as she stood with some of her friends. Out of all my cousins, I was closest to Lily when we were growing up; our parents saw each other the most so that meant we saw each other more than our other cousins. She was the only other girl in the group of five we had; it was easier playing with her sometimes than playing with three boys. Now, out of all my relatives in school…I probably still felt more hurt towards Lily – it's why I was coldest towards her. We were so close and she dropped me so quickly. That is why I normally left her alone if I saw her getting teased or tormented…just not now.
"You know…now that Goyle isn't here, I could keep your bed warm for you – hey!" Justin looked up from glancing down at Lily, who was glaring at him, to see who fired a jinx at him; the jinx narrowly missed his head by a few inches. He glared at me when he saw me stood with my wand in my hand.
"Back the fuck away from her you complete and utter knob." I scowled at him; Justin Summers is a renowned wannabe ladies' man, he thinks he's the best thing to happen to witches in this school since they were actually allowed to study here; in actual fact, he's a tall, greasy, pimple-ridden freak who can't take no for an answer.
"Nobody asked you for your input, Wilted Rose – go stick pins in a doll of your parents – ouch!" Once again, he stopped speaking mid-sentence, this time because I pushed my way through his friends, grabbed him by the front of his robes and slammed him hard against the wall. "What the hell are you doing? Let me go whore!"
I slammed the palm of my hand on the wall, where his head was before he moved it and it made an extremely loud echo; catching everybody's attention. "I dare you to call me, or my best friend, that again." I sneered in his face, ignoring the yells from his friends.
"Go on then Weasley; hit me and get yourself expelled. Make your parents proud." He spat in my face; his breath brought tears to my eyes. "What will happen if you get expelled? Will they throw you out? Where will you go, without Goyle, you've got nobody." I felt my hands slack against his neck and regretted it instantly because he then grabbed me and pushed me against the opposite wall; I felt a searing pain across my back and knew I'd wake up to a bruised back. Over Justin's shoulder, I saw my cousins look at each other quickly, not one of them doing anything.
"In my book, if you're big and hard enough to dish it out, you're big and hard enough to deal with the backlash." He yelled in my face, his breath making my stomach turn. Suddenly, Justin was being dragged off me, making me fall to the floor. I looked up quickly and saw my family looking at me, when they saw me looking they looked over at where Justin was being held up against the wall, his feet dangling in the air.
Even though Justin's a seventh year and tall for his age, Scorpius towered over him. "She's got me and you just made a big mistake; hitting on my brothers girlfriend? Wrong." He smirked, dropping him and then kicking him in his stomach twice.
"Calling my sister a whore? Wrong." This time he flipped him over with his foot and kicked Justin's back.
"Calling my best friend a whore? Attacking my best friend?" Scorpius dragged Justin up by his hair and pinned him against the wall, punching him square in the jaw. When he fell to the floor, Scorpius stamped on his leg, making Justin scream out in pain.
"Get him the hell out of here." Scorpius hissed at Justin's friends, they had just stood and watched Scorpius beat up their friend, stood in shock as their friend cried out in pain. Hufflepuffs are cowards.
I tried to stand up myself, but my back hurt too much; when Scorpius held his hand out, I accepted his help gratefully.
"Thanks for that. His breath knocked me sick." I winced as I rubbed dust from my robes and put my wand back in my pocket.
"Somebody had to do something." Scorpius scowled, looking over at Roxanne with a raised eyebrow. My entire family looked uncomfortable, Roxanne was looking at Scorpius with a guilty face but Lily was looking at me.
"Um…Rose? Thanks." She muttered, giving me a brief smile.
"I didn't do it for you. If Vinnie or Ivy were here, they'd have done more than that." I shrugged, looking away from her smile before I smiled back.
"Come on Rose; let's get you out of here." Scorpius muttered, grabbing my arm and leading me towards the dungeons. "Remind me never to let you out of my sight." He chuckled once we were away from the group of Gryffindor's. I looked back to see them all watching after the two of us.
Scorpius was true to his word, two days after the fight – which got spread around the school but since no student involved reported the incident I couldn't get punished, - I found myself in the Gryffindor common room with Scorpius as he sat and snogged Roxanne. I was ignoring the glares that the Gryffindor's were giving me, ignored the awkward glances my brother was sending me and tried to focus on not showing how annoyed I felt.
I don't even know why I felt this annoyed, I'd been in the Gryffindor common room before, I've been in the same room as my family before – maybe it was because I normally had another friend to speak to while Scorpius tasted Roxanne's saliva. Maybe because I didn't have to constantly feel Scorpius move against my back as I sat next to him. Every single time he and Roxanne giggled quietly, or moved I felt it because those two were taking up more than half of the sofa and I point-blank refused to sit next to anybody else and Scorpius point-blank refused to let me go to the Slytherin common room alone.
Just as I was about to throw something at Scorpius' head – most likely the book I was trying to read, I saw the portrait door open and saw Lysander Scamander follow James and his friends in.
"Scamander!" I yelled as soon as I saw him. "Where the hell have you been? I am not wasting my time teaching a bunch of dumb fucks remedial potions and to not have you show up! What the hell? Do you want to fail OWL Potions, again –"
"Chill Weasley!" Lysander groaned when I stood up and stormed over to the table that he walked over to sit on. "Why do you even care enough to teach Potions? You probably won't even be here in June to sit your own exams. Too badass and everything…and what a fine arse you have Rosie." He looked me up and down and even tilted back on two chair legs so he could look at my bottom. I scowled at him and pulled my already too short skirt down a couple of inches.
"Look, Sandy, if you fail this exam it will look bad on me. If I get any more bad credits I'm out, which means I'm going to be stuck at home with the woman who pushed me out of her private parts for longer than I will be now!" I yelled at him, grabbing a book from the table and hitting him over the arm with it.
"You really need to calm down Weasley." Lysander rolled his eyes as he stood up and grabbed the book from me. I didn't realise how much he had grown since last Christmas when I really saw him last; then he was a little taller than me. Now he was two feet taller and huge! His arms were twice as thick as both of mine put together and the white t-shirt he was wearing clung to his chest.
"Don't tell me what to do Scamander!" I scowled up at him, forcing myself to look away from his chest. "And give me my book back!" I tried reaching up for it but my attempts were feeble, he was too tall.
"If you calm down I will."
"How am I meant to calm down when you make me so angry?" I shoved at his stomach, feeling myself heat up when I felt how hard it was under the thin fabric.
"Like this."
Before I could do or say anything, Lysander Scamander had put his lips on top of mine, dropped my book, put one hand on my hips to pull me closer to him and put the other on the back of my head to deepen the kiss. When I felt his teeth nip lightly at my lips I opened them and then felt his tongue dominate my mouth.
After several minutes, during which we heard several loud piercing whistles and stupid comments from Lysander's friends, he pulled away from me, leaving me stood panting and trying to catch my breath.
"Calmer?" Lysander arched an eyebrow as he looked down at me.
I couldn't say anything; I only nodded my head before I turned to make my way over to the couch again.
"Potions. Library tomorrow night, six o'clock." I turned my head and smirked at him, noticing that as well as my family and several of the older girls and boys, Scorpius was also glaring at Lysander who didn't look fazed at all.
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