Chapter 6 : Black Wind Blowing
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"What, you think because you're the oldest you're just entitled to everything?!"
“I get it now,” James laughed maliciously in response. “I've been wondering why you've been walking around like you have a giant stick shoved up your arse, but I get it. This is all about the wedding!"
He continued to laugh as his little brother glared daggers at him.
“You’re just mad because Ted chose me to be one of his groomsman and not you. Wuss.”
"Would you just get over yourself already!" Albus shouted back angrily, his voice rising in pitch.
"Why don’t you bugger off!" James retorted, stalking out of the room.
"Wanker!" Albus called after him,"can't even stick around long enough to have a normal argument."
James clenched his jaw and returned to the drawing room, where Albus had plopped down on the sofa. "You can be such a fucking girl, sometimes,” he sneered.
"Are you really going to go there, James."
"Yeah, I am. Wanna have a tea party later?"
"Maybe we can invite, Meghan," James said nastily. "Or that other girl who left you, what was her name?"
"I'm going to kill you if you don’t shut up.”
"Ah, that's right...Elizabeth," he said, rubbing his chin in mock concentration and ignoring his brother’s protestations. "I should know since I'm the one who is fucking her—“
Albus jumped up from the sofa and grabbed his brother's collar, pushing him up against the nearby wall. James smiled wickedly.
"Are you really going to go there, Al?"
"What the hell are you doing!" Teddy yelled.
Both Potter boys looked over to see Teddy standing in the doorway, sheet music tucked under his arm and looking horrified. Al released his brother's collar and took a step back. James, however, continued to seethe, his face red and his fists balled up.
"What the fuck is going on with you two?" Teddy interrogated, using the tone that Al and James had once referred to as his "big brother" voice. He looked exasperated, and about ready to pull out his hair as he walked into the room. Al knew that things had been tense between James and him for a while, but he didn't realize it was beginning to wear on anyone else but himself. Guilt slowly seeped into Al’s conscious.
James inhaled deeply, and said snarkily, "Well, I was just telling Al here about what his ex-girlfriend likes to call me when were in bed."
Never mind the guilt, that was definitely anger Al was feeling when he spun around and punched his brother squarely in the jaw. It was apparent that this was the moment James had been waiting for, and he pushed his brother violently in retaliation. Al staggered backwards, the back of his knees bumping against the coffee table. James’ punch sent him to the ground, and the coffee table collapsed under the force of his fall. Unsatisfied, James continued to wail on his brother. Al hit back, of course, as he struggled to gain the upper hand on James. Teddy ran forward to pull the fighting brothers apart. James brought his hand back to swat Teddy away from his shoulder, accidentally hitting him hard across the face. Teddy recoiled into the sofa, as James and Albus continued to roll on the floor, each one trying to inflict as much damage as possible to the other. Albus finally got the upper hand and began punching every inch of his brother that he could find until a jet of red light hit him and sent him back several feet. His legs began to wiggle uncontrollably.
"Enough," Victoire ordered from the doorway where she stood with her wand drawn. There was a frightening glint in here eye. "What is it with everybody!" She spat as she moved forward to examine Teddy. She mumbled something about Dominique and Chrys as she healed the cut on his lip and then lifted the hex off of Albus.
Teddy himself still looked furious as he observed James and Albus, each one bruised and beaten by the other's hand. Painful looking hematomas were already starting to form around both of their eyes.
"I'm going to go to Mary," Teddy said when Victoire was finally done with his lip," and ask her to move the two of you into separate rooms. I think from now on, its best if the two of you just stay away from each other. But, we're going to have a talk...after the wedding." He was getting married in two days; he didn't have time for James and Al to take their stupid rivalry to new lows.
James and Al rolled their eyes simulataneoulsy, like they always did when Teddy tried to talk to them like they were still little kids. Well, Teddy didn't care if they rolled their eyes. They were still acting like kids, so he was going to treat them the same way he did years ago.
Teddy and Victoire were almost at the door of the drawing room when a sudden thought occurred to him. Turning around, he said, "You two should be ashamed of yourselves. You're brothers, you're blood...what they hell were you thinking?"
James and Al exchanged murderous glances with each other before heading off in separate directions.
Rose shut the door to her hotel room quietly, leaving Scorpius asleep on the bed. She sighed, wondering what to do with her morning. She was about to turn the corner into another corridor when the sound of angry voices stopped her.
“THOSE ARSEHOLES!” Teddy exclaimed angrily.
“I know, I know,” she heard Victoire saying in a soothing voice, “but maybe things we’ll be better now that they got it all out.”
Teddy snorted in disbelief.
“Well, lets just be thankful that they didn’t think to use their wands. It could have been a lot worse.”
“Did you see them, though?” Teddy asked, concern etching his voice, “They looked like they wanted to kill each other.”
“Well, let’s hope not.”
There was silence, and then a small amount of quiet chuckling as Teddy said, “That would put a real damper on the wedding, wouldn’t it?”
“All I want is to marry you, but no one can get along,” Victoire sighed.
“I know,” Teddy whispered. “Maybe we should have eloped instead.”
More silence followed the statement, and Rose got the distinct impression that Victoire and Teddy were kissing. She leaned her head back against the wall and smiled, genuinely happy for the couple.
“Two days,” Victoire said.
“Right,” Teddy replied, “two days until our wedding.”
Victoire groaned, “The wedding!”
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just that I can’t find Jill or Chrys, and Dom shacked up with Lysander last night—“
“Yeah…I know, I know…I’ll talk to her about it later, it’s just that right now there is so much to do for the wedding and all my bridesmaids have abandoned me.”
Rose frowned, thinking it was really too bad that Victoire’s bridesmaids had gone MIA. She felt a little guilty, herself, for not spending more time with her family. Ever since she’d gotten serious with Scorpius, she’d kind of let her ties with her family drift away. Not that there was a lot of tension between Scorpius and the Weasleys. There was some, but Rose thought that maybe they had gotten a little too into each other a little too quickly. There were times when she felt smothered by his presence and strange habits. She did love him, however, but was beginning to rethink the wisdom of moving in with each other so soon.
Lost in her thoughts, Rose didn’t notice Lysander approach and jumped when he spoke.
“Hey, Rose. You haven’t seen Lorcan, have you?” He asked urgently.
“No, actually,” she answered, adding, “Is there something wrong?”
“I don’t know. I just can’t find him.”
“Well, I saw Hugo and Lily and a few others leave to explore the island earlier, maybe he went out, too.” She suggested.
“Don’t tell me that someone else is missing?” Victoire asked as she came around the corner with Teddy. She scowled at Lysander for a moment, before turning her attention to Rose and smiling.
“I can’t find Lorcan.” Lysander replied immediately.
“He probably just went hiking,” Teddy said, echoing Roses’ earlier comments.
Lysander didn’t say anything, but continued to look unconvinced. There was just something about the room this morning that really unsettled him.
“Hey, Victoire,” Rose piped up harping back to her earlier thoughts, “I was wondering if you need any help with the wedding stuff today.”
“Oh,” Victoire replied, looking surprised, “well, I do, but I don’t want to keep you from Scorpius.”
“Oh, don’t worry about him. He’s not much of a morning person, anyway.” Rose marveled at how understated that sentence was.
“Well, okay then. How is your handwriting?” Victoire asked eagerly, as she pulled away from Teddy and headed down the corridor.
Rose grinned as she followed, “Pretty good, actually.”
Teddy smiled at Rose like she was a saint as he watched them walk away. Lysander, however, remained deep in concentration.
“Hey, don’t worry,” Teddy comforted, “I’m sure Lorcan is just out exploring. Magical animals are his thing, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, yeah…thanks Ted,” he said vaguely and walked away.
Teddy scratched his forward and sighed at all the drama occurring before heading in the other direction to search for Mary.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!
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