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Chapter 2 : Chapter 2: Unexpected Intentions
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In the Slytherin Common room, Scorpius Malfoy sat on his favourite couch in front if the blazing fire, which he had been staring at for a very long time. Across his seat his friend, Derik Jones, began to sense that something was bothering Scorpius. He knew what it was, but still wanted to prompt his friend and get it out of him.
“So . . . asked your dream girl out yet?” Derik decided to ask while smirking. Scorpius didn’t answer him and continued staring at the fire.
“I guess I’ll take that as a no,” Derik continued. “I thought we planned yesterday that today was the day you’ll get the girl of your dreams.”
Finally, Scorpius lifted his eyes away from the fire and looked at Derik instead. “How do you think I was going to ask her out when I didn’t see her the whole day?” Scorpius pointed out, annoyed by his friend.
“Scorpius, Scorpius. You saw her just before dinner . . . you just lost your chance again mate,” Derik clarified.
Scorpius sighed heavily. “Her friends were with her that time, so are you saying I should’ve told her how I feel in front of her friends?”
“I’m not being a chicken.” Scorpius muttered, throwing the book he just realised he was holding at Derik, who dodged it by an inch.
“Suit yourself, mate,” Derik began to yawn. “I’m going to bed.” He got up and went upstairs to the boys’ dormitory without another word.
Scorpius remained on his seat, thinking of what Derik had just told him. Derik had a point, he was being a chicken. He didn’t have the strength to go and ask Rose Weasley out, the girl who he had started to fancy in his second year at Hogwarts. True, he can get any girl he wanted in a flash, but with Rose, it was different. She was a Weasley, and like the rest of her clan, she hated him. It was only Albus Potter who he had really become friends with, but every other Weasley or Potter prejudiced him just because his name was Malfoy.
“You no Scorpy . . . I don’t know why you’re so nice to that Weasley girl,” She furrowed her brow. “Your father won’t approve-”
“It’s none of your business what I do Jonquil!” Scorpius cut in, furiously. “And it’s none of your business of what my father approves of or not.”
“Alright . . . alright, I was just telling you,” she suddenly stood up and came to sit on the hand of Scorpius’s couch.
“And besides, I don’t know what you see in her,” she muttered, starting to stroke his hair. Scorpius was really annoyed by her behaviour. She always did that to him.
“What are your first lessons today again, Rose?” asked Jasmine sipping a glass of pumpkin juice. Rose read out her timetable.
“Same . . . except when you have Arithmancy, I have Divination.” Jasmine groaned. She was never fond of Divination and neither was Melissa and Rose. Although, the other girls in their dorm, Violet Finnigan, Emily Averill and Susan Conway, virtually worshipped the subject and believed everything Professor Trelawney had taught them.
“I’m going to drop it next year when we choose the subjects we’d like to continue for out NEWTs and all. I suppose I have no choice this year,” she clarified, nodding her head to confirm that was the best idea. “What about you, Mel?” She asked glancing at Rose’s right. Melissa didn’t seem to have heard her. She was too busy glaring at James and his girlfriend, Violet Finnigan, who were unfortunately snogging. Rose recalled that her father had once told her that he had dated Violet’s mother, Lavender Brown, to make “Hermione jealous”, as he liked to put it.
“Oh there you are Nick...yes I think we should go,” she declared, louder than necessary. She sent a disgusted look at James and Violet before she went.
“Al, can you tell James to stop acting like a...a...” Rose couldn’t find the right word to describe James. Al glanced at James and knew what she had meant.
“Oi James! We’re in the great Hall, not Madam Puddifoot’s teashop!” Al declared, disgusted by his brother’s behaviour. James and Violet broke apart.
Violet looked nervously from Albus to James. “I think I should go now James, class starts soon,” muttered Violet and walked away as quickly as she could, obviously embarrassed. Rose checked her watch and realised there were only 10 minutes left for Potions so she quickly finished her food.
“I have a free lesson...” He shrugged, his anger still evident. “Where’s Mel...I mean Melissa?” He added casually.
“She’s already gone...and we should be going too.”
The three of them went to the Dungeons for Potions. As they entered the classroom they saw Melissa already there. Rose and Jasmine went to join her and Albus went to sit next to Matt Thomas and Jonathon Peakes.
“Good morning, class,” addressed their Potions Master, Professor Aplomb, once the whole class had settled. “Now today we will be brewing the Draught of Peace - can anyone tell me what this potion does?” Rose, as usual, was the first to put her hand up. “Yes Miss Weasley?”
Jasmine started to pale and look uncomfortable. “Come on Jaz, go. Al’s not going to kill you.” Rose tried to joke. Jasmine slowly got up and walked her way next to Albus. Albus, Rose noticed, seemed to have turned red as well.
Rose’s name still hadn’t been called out yet and she began to slightly panic. She hoped that she wouldn’t be paired with Scorpius, for obvious reasons.
Much to her pleasure, Aplomb spoke, “Now that you are paired off, I would like you all to start. You have an hour and a half.” he instructed in is usual jolly voice.
Rose, trying her best to avoid looking at Scorpius, took out her cauldron. She tried not to make a fool of herself in front of him.
“Do you want me to get them?” he asked quickly, before Rose could move.
“No, no, it’s okay, I will.” Rose blushed and swiftly walked away to the store cupboard before Scorpius would realise she was. Albus was there too and she noticed both that Melissa and Violet, who remained sitting on their seats, arguing.
“Miss Rivers and Miss Finnigan, your potion is terrible . . . you have missed quite a lot of ingredients,” both Melissa and Violet glared at each other in response. “I would expect better from you two if you want to be in my NEWT potions class next year.” He then walked over to Rose and Scorpius’s table. His frown changed to a wide smile.
Rose shook her head. “I’m not any better at it brewing potions than you. And thanks for teaching me that method . . . it really helps.” Rose was flattered by his recent comments about her and she was so red in the face that she could almost feel the heat emitting from it.
“I think we should go now, it’s nearly time for the next lesson,” Rose said, annoyed by her friends. She waved at Scorpius, who waved back and went to join Derik Jones. She smiled at herself before going to her friends, noticing that Zabini, yet again, was glaring daggers at her.
“Thanks loads you two! ...you just ruined my first proper conversation with Scorpius Malfoy,” Rose whispered crossly.
“Sorry Rosie, I wasn’t going to call you, but-” Jasmine pointed her thumb at Melissa, “-Melissa here decided otherwise.”
“At least you didn’t get paired up with Zabini, or any of the other Slytherins,” Rose pointed out, trying her best to lighten the mood.
“-shut up Mel! Don’t say it here!” Rose hissed furiously. She looked around to ensure herself that no one had heard.
A/N: Sorry it took long to post chapter 2...I was really busy! Hope u like this chapter!!!
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