[I don't own anything, except for a few original characters and the plot. Everything else is JK Rowlings. Enjoy!]
To sit in the Great Hall and eat dinner that day was awkward, the few students in my house which had seen James confront Lucas had of course told their friends, but none of them knew the real reason to the fight, but they figured that it had something to do with me and Lucas. Point being; they all stared at me.
No teacher had seen the confrontation, so James wouldn't be given detention. Which was good, it meant that he would be able to play in the Quidditch game which was being held the following Saturday.
I sat alone until my brother and Albus came and joined me, bringing Lily with them. They had obviously told her and I guessed that she wanted to do something comforting, she was Lily after all. It was over pretty quickly, she came, she hugged me, she left. I loved her for it.
She didn't waste her time saying things that she knew wouldn't make a difference, instead she just showed me that she was there if I needed her and that was it. When she had left, I looked over at my cousin and brother, it was rather obvious that neither of them knew what to say.
“So,” I began, “Where's James?”
“Up in the kitchen, getting some ice for his knuckles. He punched a stone wall after all. Probably not he smartest thing to do, but you know... Better than him hitting Lucas and been given detention.” It was true, even though I would have allowed him to beat him up really good, because at first; Lucas had tried to deny everything but then he had, when I came in to the room, admitted to cheating on me.
“I agree,” I said and my eyes snapped towards the door and I saw Lucas walk in, his eyes locked on mine from the second he saw me, he looked quite upset. I felt anger rush through me as he tore his eyes away from mine to look at Melinda, then back at me.
"If you are trying to murder that chicken, I've got some bad news for you.." James said as he sat down next to me, I looked at him.
"It's already dead," He said while grinning.
I couldn't suppress the smile which crept up on my lips as I realized I had been stabbing my chicken with my fork. I blushed and hit him on his arm. I guess I had imagined that Lucas or Melinda was the chicken.
“How's the hand?” I changed the topic and made a motion with my head towards his hand and he held it up.
“Well...” he stretched his fingers out and winced, “It hurts like shit.”
“I tried to stop you,” I said and raised my eyebrows at him and he sent me a small glare in return, obviously I had said the wrong thing in his ears.
“I'm hurt here because I was standing up for you, how about a little sympathy?” When I didn't do anything else but to stare at him, he sighed, “Fine, it's my own fault, yadda yadda, spare me the- Oh, no, he isn't!”
I looked behind me as I saw James eyes glare over my shoulder. Lucas was walking towards me and he avoided James and looked just at me.
“Rosie, could I speak to you for a second?” He said as he stood next to me.
“No,” James answered for me with disgust dripping off his voice.
“James...” I said warningly and sent him a pointed look before I looked back at Lucas, “Sure, let's get this over with.”
I stood up and we walked out together, but as I did; I couldn't help but to send a nervous glance to the Slytherin table and Scorpius. He looked encouraging at me, as if telling me that it needed to be done. I looked away from him and swallowed the nervous feeling I had.
We walked in to an empty, rather large cupboard and he closed the door behind him before he faced me, it was rather dark in there, which helped me. Because then I wouldn't have to see his face.
What was I supposed to say now? I hated this, I wanted to run off to the library, I wanted to hide. But no, that wasn't an option any more.
“Yes?” I said and was rather surprised at how strong my voice were. He moved closer to me so that I could see him more clearly, I could see how he looked really deep in to my eyes as he spoke.
“I'm so sorry, Rose. You know that right? I never meant to hurt you... I made a mistake,” he ran his fingers through his hair, “I made a big mistake.”
I held my position, I wasn't going to let him see how much it hurt to hear him say this.
“I still love you, Rose, I still want you. I want you back, ” his voice was soft and he reached out to take my hand, but as soon as he made contact with it, I flinched back. Lies, lies, lies...
I bet that he had believed that he held such control over me because I had been so in love with him that I would overlook every mistake he did and come running back in to his arms as soon as he said those words, but I would not accept cheating or lying in a relationship, ever. Lies...
“No...” I pulled my arm towards my chest as I spoke, “It's too late for that and to say that you love me, who are you trying to fool here, Luke?” I clenched my fist as I thought about the pain he had made me feel, “You wouldn't do something like that to someone you love, I honestly can't believe that I actually believed you when you said that you loved me in the first place. I wish I would have figured it out sooner, maybe it wouldn't have hurt as bad, but I won't let you drag me down that road again just to hurt me again-”
“I would never hurt you again, I promise...” His words made my heart ache, but I knew he didn't mean it. I wished it was true, but it wasn't...
“Just like you promised me that you would never hurt me the first time around? Hey, maybe I'm not the most popular girl in the school, I might not be the prettiest or the most confident, but I deserve a lot more than to be treated like this. How could I have believed in you the first time? Well, call me naïve, but I'm not going to forgive you now. You don't deserve it,” by the time I was finished, I had tears in my eyes, but they were from anger not sadness. My finger was pointed at him, and I was shaking somewhat. It felt so good to have finally stood up for myself against him. He looked at me for a long moment before he opened his mouth to speak again.
“So... We're really over?”
“We are most definitely over,” I said calmly and matter-of-factly as I watched him closely to see his eyes turned a bit colder, a bit harder and a bit darker.
“Then why would you agree to go talk to me now? Why did you kiss me back in the Great Hall yesterday?” I ignored his first question, because I didn't know the answer to it.
“Because I loved you, I think a part of me always will, but right now all I want to do it find a way to tell you-”
“Tell me what?” He cut me off in a mocking tone and I was once again on the verge of shaking of anger.
“I want to find a way to tell you what an unbelievable little piece of shit you are for cheating on me, for thinking that you could get away with it, and most of all for thinking that I would just take you back. How can you even think that?” I said and then I pushed him out of the way and headed for the door. He looked rather furious, actually. He followed me outside and he didn't seem to care that there were students and teachers present as he continued the conversation out there.
“And there she goes again, back to library, I assume?” He mocked and I saw in the corner of my eye how he sped up to walk behind me, but that was it for me. I wasn't going to take more crap from him, he had hurt me enough.
I turned around at the spot, and without thinking about who was watching, or what the consequences might be, I raised my clenched fist and aimed it at his nose. I hit the target, and I was surprised at how much my hand hurt; I had never hit someone before and I never thought that the person who hit would hurt too. I hoped he hurt worse, though.
“Ouch,” I mumbled to myself and rubbed my knuckles.
My guess was that he did hurt more than me, seeing as he started to bleed from his nose and he backed away from me while holding it.
“Are you insane?!” he screamed at me, and then I heard the whispers around me and I wanted to do something that would silence them. So I decided to tell all of them.
“That's what you get for cheating on me,” I said before I turned around to walk, but was faced with my Head of House, which happened to be a close friend of the family, as well.
“Miss Weasley!” the Professor sounded shocked as he looked at me, I hung my head, “50 points from Gryffindor for fighting in the corridor. Miss Weasley, this is not acceptable and if I find you doing this ever again, I will have to give you detention.”
“I understand, sir. It won't happen again,” I said, somewhat ashamed. Professor Longbottom then leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear.
“I hope you hit him hard for doing that to you, Rose,” I suppressed a smile as I nodded and he have a short nod and walked away. I was relieved that I hadn't gotten detention as I made my way through the crowd of people who had gathered around.
I refused to go to the library. I just wouldn't do it, instead I wanted to do something for fun and that didn't include books this time. The sun was shining outside and it was the perfect weather to go out, so I decided to do just that. Leaving my bag of books in the common room, I made my way down the castle and people turned their heads to look at me as I walked past them. I just wore a warm sweater and a pair of jeans, but it was warm despite it being in the middle of January so I wasn't cold.
I wondered if I would go down to Hagrid's, but decided against it. Instead I walked down to the lake and stood there and leaned against a three. The lake wasn't covered in ice as it should have been, but the dark, close to black water looked freezing cold anyway.
“Look who isn't in the library...” I heard an amused voice behind me and I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.
“Scorpius,” I acknowledged with a smile before I turned to face him, “Thought you'd be in the
“Nah, it was no fun in there without you,” he winked and I burst out laughing, knowing he was joking. He was joking, right? My laughter died out slowly and I looked at him, he was smiling and I had to admit that he didn't look bad. He didn't look bad at all, to be honest.
“Very funny,” I said, just a bit nervously, “Seriously, though? You're always there...”
“Seriously?” He grinned and put his hands in his pockets before answering me, “I'm going to meet up with Nott and we'll probably head back to the common room in a while, for some Wizards Chess, or something. Much more fun than to spend the evening in the library, don't you think?”
I nodded and looked back at the lake. I could hardly remember the last time I played Wizards Chess with my friends and felt a stab of jealousy. I wanted a friend to do that kind of things with, actually... I wanted to be a part of the group of friends which I had been a part of before. Before they all started to consider me a weirdo, that is.
“So, why do you keep calling her Nott? Aren't you two quite close?” I asked after a while and I heard him chuckle behind me.
“Nott is just way easier to say than Desideria. Yeah, we're quite close, I guess,” I could almost see him finish that sentence off with a shrug.
I turned to face him again and furrowed my eyebrows, “I thought she was you're girlfriend...?”
“Nott?!” he laughed and shook his head, “No way! She's like a sister to me. I don't think of her that way, and I never will,” somehow it sounded as if he was trying to reassure me of this, but why? Then again, I might have imagined it.
“Oh,” I couldn't help but to blush at my own silliness and I ran my fingers through my hair.
He looked over his shoulder and I followed his eyes and say the small girl standing there, she was about my height and had long, dark brown hair. Even longer than Melinda's and it hung in soft curls down her back and chest, as she waited for him with one of her hands on her hip.
“There she is, wanna come say hi? I could introduce the two of you...?”
“I... I don't know...” I said and looked from him to her and back again, “Another time, perhaps.”
“Another time it is,” He smiled and then he nodded goodbye, “See you tomorrow,” he turned and walked away and I looked at his back, just like I had done the day before, but just as I was about to look away he turned around, “Oh, by the way,” he called as he grinned sheepishly, “Nice punch, Weasley!”
I blushed even though he didn't see it and just shook my head before I turned away from him and whispered a 'thanks'. Then I glanced over my shoulder again, to see him hit the Nott girl on her shoulder, playfully, with a laugh she hit back. As they began to walk he hung his arm around her shoulder and they made their way back up to the castle. I sighed, turned away from them and ran my fingers through my hair before I decided that a visit to Hagrid's might not be such a bad idea after all.
I sat next to James and Hugo in the common room that evening, going over some homework, a foot long Potions essay which was due the next day, I had written it days ago, but I was looking through it to see if I had made any mistakes. I couldn't quite concentrate on that, however, as James was being the lovely, annoying cousin that he normally was and kept hitting me in the head with his quill, and my patience was wearing thin. If he would have hit me with it one more time, I might have hexed him in to oblivion. I sighed and decided to think about something other than the essay for a few seconds. I thought about the fact that the secret was out, everybody knew and surprisingly enough; it didn't feel as bad as I thought it would. James was upset that I hadn't been given detention because if he would have punched Lucas; he would have been. Other than that, he thought that it had been brilliant and he thought I seemed fairly good at hitting people. When he had said that, I had simply rolled my eyes at him.
“Hey, Weasley!” someone called across the room and both me and Hugo looked up, “Rose,” he corrected himself but we both kept staring at him. “Heard from Melinda that you and Malfoy are very good friends now? I guess you're over Wilson then, huh?”
Of course it was Andrew Thomas, and of course Melinda had told him what she had seen in the library. I groaned and tried to ignore him, turning my eyes back to my essay but he kept calling my name and he demanded my full attention.
“Rosie, Rosie, Rooosie?” he called in a sugar sweet voice and his friends laughed as I glared at him.
“What?” I snapped and he smirked at me, “I'm not very good friends with Scorpius, we talk to each other, sure,” I said the word 'very' the same way he had, “But I talk to you too, that doesn't make us very good friends, does it?”
He made a gagging sound and again, his friends laughed. “Gods, you are so immature!” I groaned again before I turned my head to look at James, he was ignoring Thomas as much as he could.
“You and Malfoy talk to each other?” He asked somewhat shocked, “When did that happen?”
“I don't know. I mean, we've both spent a lot of time in the library and he isn't that bad of a guy but there isn't anything between us, not like what Thomas is implying,” I sent a glare over my shoulder before I looked back at my cousin, “We've talked a bit lately but that's it. I just broke up with Luke, why would I even think about other guys this soon?”
James looked as if he was in deep thought, but then he shrugged, “I don't know Malfoy, so I shouldn't be judging him, I guess. But I've heard that he is a real jerk, so... Be careful around him, Rose.”
“Yeah... I will,” I promised and gave him a small smile and then I felt a pillow hit my head and knew that it had been Thomas who had thrown it, “I swear to Merlin, if murder wasn't illegal, then he would be dead by now...” I muttered and only James heard me, “And so would Melinda.”
James eyes widened at the last part and he slowly sat himself up from his lying position on the couch to look at me more closely.
“What is your problem with Chang?” He asked, “And be honest, would you?”
“You really want to know?” I raised an eyebrow as I studied his face, he nodded slowly and I sighed, knowing that I would tell him sooner or later, “Melinda was the girl which Lucas cheated-” I didn't have a chance to finish that sentence before James interrupted.
“Shut up! Really?” He silenced as he realized how he had reacted “I mean, what was he thinking? What is she thinking? She is always so nice towards you, she always wave and smile at you... She even greeted you today despite the fact that she... He slept with her?”
I nodded sadly and then I let out a deep sigh and leaned my head back on the sofa, telling myself that I wouldn't waste any more tears over him. It took a great effort to hold the stinging tears back but somehow I managed to do it.
“You know, James, he was right that day in the Great Hall, you know when he said that I was hiding... But I'm not going to do it any longer, no more hiding.”
“What do you mean?” he asked curiously and moved even closer to me to be able to hear what I was saying, since I was whispering. I didn't give him a real answer, I just smiled and said that he would be seeing me around a lot more.
As I went to bed that night, I laid there and thought over what we had talked about, were Scorpius and I friends?
Well, I said to myself in my head, you two speak, you two joke and you two do spend some time together willingly, and you are going to meet him at The Three Broomsticks this Friday, so...
Wait, what? When did I make my mind up on that?
The moment Scorpius mentioned it, I answered myself.
Oh, fine, I snapped at myself, I'll put him under the 'friends' category, and with that, I pulled the covers over my head and inhaled the scent of my pillow before I closed my eyes and felt myself fall asleep almost immediately.
[Chapter 4 is up! Yay. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed, it means a lot that you take the time to review!
What did you think of this chapter? So, I let Rose hit Luke instead if James, and I'm sorry you didn't get to see the confrontation... Don't hate me, please?
So, what do you think of the Scorpius scene? He is going to become a bigger part of the story as it goes on (:
I'm also going to make Desideria Nott a bigger part of the story, what do you think of that? Well, over all; what to you think of the chapter? Thanks! - Cathyyy]
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