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Format: Novel
Chapters: 29
Word Count: 57,006
Status: WIP
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Contains Slash (Same-Sex Pairing), Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme
Genres: Humor, Romance, Angst
Characters: Cho, Fleur, Luna, Albus, James (II), Lily (II), Hugo, OC, OtherCanon
Pairings: Other Pairing, Bill/Fleur, Harry/Ginny
First Published: 03/06/2011
Last Chapter: 02/04/2012
Last Updated: 02/04/2012
Summary:
Once upon a time, I was the best friend of the Scamander twins. Everything was simple. And then my life happened.
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Chapter 10: Bedmates and Best Friends
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“What the bloody hell are you doing in my bed?” I hissed.
I had woken up Sunday morning to find Lorcan in my bed, acting as if he slept there every night. How had he even gotten in there? He couldn’t go up our stairs. Of course, there were ways. How many, I didn’t know, but Lily undoubtedly did.
“Wait. Muffliato.” I murmured, so no one could hear us. I silently climbed to the end of my bed, and rummaged around in my trunk until I pulled out the Invisibility Cloak. Yes, I have the Potters Invisibility Cloak. I’ll give it back before I graduate. James stole it from their dad when he started school, then Albus stole it from James, Lily stole it from Albus, and I stole it from Lily. It was useful when I needed to sneak out of our room to hide with the boys because of Lily. I’m pretty sure she knew I had it, but she had never bothered to take it back.
I tossed the cloak over Lorcan before pulling the comforter up over the both of us, and gestured for him to speak.
“I wanted to test it out. It’s my turn. You refuse to sleep in my bed, so I came to yours.” He explained, seemingly rather proud of himself.
“How long have you been here?”
He shrugged. “I think I came in around one. You’re quite warm.” Lorcan pulled me closer to him before kissing me gently on the lips.
I closed my eyes. “You’re insane.”
“That’s what makes me so sexy.” He murmured as he rubbed his nose against my neck.
“How did you even get in here?” I asked, smiling slightly at his touch.
Lorcan ran his hands over my sides. “I flew across the common room. Kidnapped Anders’ broom.”
I giggled at that. “He’s going to kill you.”
“It’s worth it. I had the best night of sleep I’ve had in a while. I’ll fly out your window, alright? No one has to know I was in here.” He promised. “I’ll protect you from all the nasty fan girls, alright love?”
“If you break the broom, your brother is going to kill you.”
“Hey, just because I don’t spend all my time on a broom doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fly.” He stuck his tongue out at me.
I giggled again, my cheeks growing warm. I was lying in bed on a Sunday morning with a boy. A boy who had snuck into my room. I’d even cast a charm so that no one would know that he was there. What was happening to me? This was the kind of thing that Lily did, not me. I was the good girl, the innocent one. The shy one.
“You’re really giggly this morning.” Lorcan pointed out.
I fidgeted. “It’s just… That’s the only thing I can think of doing, you know? You’re a boy and you’re in my bed, and I’m a girl.”
“I should hope so.”
I hushed him. “I’m adjusting, alright? That’s a good explanation. I’m adjusting to this. What happened to the whole taking it slow and transitioning thing?”
“Well, it’s not like you haven’t shared a bed with a boy before. Like I said, it’s my turn and I wanted to test this out. And… I was bored.” He kissed my forehead. “Thank you for adding a little danger and excitement to my life.”
“Of course.” I murmured. “Now, have you thought about the fact that you’re going to have to fly outside without a shirt?”
Lorcan glanced down at his bare chest. “No, not really. You don’t think about things like that when you’re trying to add danger and excitement to your life. Probably should though.”
*~*~*
“Winters, you were at the Quidditch match, weren’t you?” Robbie demanded. He’s the editor of the paper, and more than a little uptight. He’s brilliant, but you can’t work on the paper without wanting to strangle him at least once. “Where are those pictures?”
“I haven’t done anything with them yet, but I did take a bunch.” I offered him my camera. “Take a look.”
Smile, and be polite with Robbie, even if it’s killing you on the inside. He may be insane, but he has no problem picking up on rudeness, and he has kicked more than a few people off the staff for being insolent. “Not too bad.” He said after looking at probably two of the pictures. “Keep it up, Winters.” He wandered off to his next victim.
“Can I see?” Adria Dione asked. She’s one of the other photographers. Lucky bitch doesn’t have to even bother with sports photography. “Oh, these are nice. You used that new lens of yours, didn’t you?” She noticed the confused look on my face. “Oh, I saw you at the match. I’m a Ravenclaw, remember? I was there supporting my house.”
Adria has never been my favorite person. “I know you’re a Ravenclaw. I just didn’t know that you had seen me there.”
She rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t looking for you. I was looking for the Scamander boys.” Oh lord, she was a fan girl. “You got the lens from one of them, didn’t you?”
“It was a birthday present from Anders.” I said stiffly. “He insisted on giving it to me.”
“Of course he did.” She patted me lightly on the arm. “I didn’t know that Lysander knew anything about cameras.”
I cringed slightly at her use of his full name. No one called him Lysander. I don’t think even his parents called him that. Knowing the Scamanders, they probably had some odd, awkward nickname for him. “Anders doesn’t. He must have done some research.” I started towards the door. There were things for me to do still, but I didn’t feel comfortable in the office anymore with Adria.
She didn’t seem to take the hint, and followed after me. “Well, you’re a lucky girl.”
I looked down at my feet as I slipped out the door. “Thank you.”
“Not everyone has a rich boy to buy them whatever they want, let alone two boys.”
I spun around to face Adria, clenching my fists. Who did she think she was? I was sick of these stupid fan girls. “What did you say?”
“Oh, don’t play dumb. I’m not one of the twins. That act might work on them, but not on me.” She rolled her eyes. I wanted to slap that smug little look off her face. She didn’t know me. She didn’t know the twins. “Oh, come off it. We all know that your family doesn’t have that much money. The Scamanders have given you some rather nice gifts over the years. I can see the appeal to being with them.”
What was wrong with her? She thought I just spent time with the twins for money and presents? Did I really seem like that terrible of a person? “The boys both know that they don’t have to do anything for me.” She snorted at that. “They appreciate having one girl around who isn’t a pathetic, jealous little stalker.” I snarled.
“I’m going to pretend that you didn’t just say that. You’re innocent without the Scamander boys here to protect you, and you don’t know what you’re doing.” She sneered.
I rested my palm on the top of my wand in my pocket. “I can take care of myself. If the boys are nice to me, it’s because I’m their friend. Because they like me, and appreciate the fact that I’m mentally balanced. Unlike you, I don’t insult people just because I have something they don’t.”
Adria brandished her wand. “Insult me one more time. At least I’m not a manipulating bitch like you.”
I raised an eyebrow. Maybe I was being stupid, but she had gone too far. I was self-conscious about my friendship with the twins, and Adria had pushed all the wrong buttons. “No, probably because you don’t have any one to manipulate. Who would want to be around a snotty little-”
She began to utter whatever curse or hex she was planning on aiming at me.
“Expelliarmus!” Before Adria could finish, her wand went flying out of her hand, and she went skidding backwards. “Eva, what the hell are you doing?” Anders demanded.
Adria snorted at the sight of him. “Of course. Poor little Eva always gets rescued by the brave twins, doesn’t she? God, it’s disgusting how badly you’ve brainwashed them.”
Anders turned on her. “Who the hell are you, and why don’t you have a life?”
“You don’t have one either.”
He glared at her. “I beg to differ. At least I happen to have friends, especially a wonderful one named Eva. If you go around picking fights with people, I doubt you have any friends of your own. And if you’re jealous of Eva, this is the entirely wrong way to get mine or my brother’s attention.”
Adria’s nostrils flared. “Well… I hope all three of you have a lovely life with your twisted little relationship. Whore.” She marched up to Anders and snatched her wand back from him. He instinctively moved in between Adria and me. Her nostrils flared again before she spun on her heel and marched in the opposite direction.
“Thanks. I could have taken her, though.” It was nice to have avoided that battle, but I wasn’t a coward. If it had come to a duel, I wouldn’t have been an easy opponent. The boys had taught me far too well for that.
He laughed softly. “Of course you could have. I really do love how they all thing that you’re dating both of us. And they wonder why we’re not interested in them. Do they really think it’s flattering to tell stories about people being in twisted love triangles? It catches my attention, but not in the right way.”
“People like her make me regret being friends with you two.” I murmured, shaking my head as I watched Adria retreat down the hall.
Anders had a terrified look on his face. “But you’re not serious, are you? You don’t…actually regret it?”
I linked arms with him. Who does that? It looked stupid, but I didn’t know what else to do. Pat him on the shoulder? Give him a hug? “Of course not. You know I love you two, even if you are going to be the death of me.”
“Oh, we’re going to be the death of you? Are you sure about that? I think it might just be the other way around, especially if you keep wandering the halls picking fights with girls. Who was that, anyways? I don’t think I’ve ever even seen that girl before.”
There were a lot of girls Anders hadn’t noticed before. “Her name is Adria Dione. She’s a Ravenclaw in our year who’s a photographer. Besides the fact that I am clearly dating both of you, I’m also using you as my twin sugar daddies.” I rolled my eyes.
“Bloody hell. You girls are all crazy.”
“Anders? You don’t think I’m a gold-digger bitch, do you?”
Anders snorted before wrapping an arm around my wait and leading me away from the scene of the almost fight. “No, Evs, I don’t think you’re a gold-digger bitch. The thought has never before crossed my mind, I promise you. Love, you can’t let crazies like that girl get to you like this. You know what is going on between the three of us. You know that you don’t use us for shiny presents. I’d like to remind you that you’ve given me some rather nice gifts before. Maybe not that expensive, but incredibly thoughtful.”
I let out a heavy sigh. He was right. “Sorry.”
“Now, don’t talk like this around Lily, or she’ll accuse you of being a real girl.”
Author's Note: Hey everyone! Thanks to the queue moving so quickly, I've been able to get through chapters faster. I may or may not run out of chapter images soon it's going so quickly! If any of the next few chapters go up without chapter images, know that they're going to be added later.
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