Chapter 13 : Support
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“Hey, Sirrah,” someone called out. A moment later I felt the black, leather couch give a little as someone sat down next to me in front of the fire.
I looked up briefly to see Tybalt carefully eyeing me before I returned to staring at the enchanted, green flames.
“Ty,” I replied, coolly.
“Is something wrong?” he questioned as he leaned back into the couch.
It was just past curfew and the common room was pretty empty, most of the Slytherins had decided to spend the rest of the evening in their respective dormitories, sleeping or chatting up a storm with their roommates.
I saw Leighton go up the stairs earlier this evening. She had walked into the common room, looked at me sadly as I sat here alone, and then quickly headed up to the dorms. She wouldn’t face me while I was still blaming her for my humiliation from last night.
“Nothing’s wrong,” I lied.
I’m furious with my best friend and James Sirius Potter is determined to use his last year here at Hogwarts to make my life a living hell.
Nope. Nothing at all.
“Nothing?” Ty asked, sounding like he didn’t believe me. “So is that why you and Leighton aren’t speaking to each other right now? Because of nothing?”
“It’s none of your business why Leighton and I aren’t speaking, Ty,” I responded calmly, refusing to let him get a rise out of me.
“Are you sure?” he continued, nosily.
“Positive,” I answered, brusquely.
“Come on, Sirrah,” he pleaded, sounding a bit agitated. “Talk to me.”
“There’s nothing to talk about,” I replied, annoyed.
“In that case, you’ll go and apologize to Leighton then, yes? Tell her you’re sorry for ignoring her for no reason and beg for forgiveness?”
“I’ll do no such thing,” I responded quickly.
“Then there is something to talk about? Hmm? Some reason you refuse to talk to your best friend?”
“Leave it alone, Ty,” I sighed out, annoyed.
“No, I will not leave it alone, Sirrah,” Ty stated, harshly. “Leighton has nobody without you.”
“She still has Kenny,” I reminded him.
Kenny had yet to try and talk to me today, which meant he was probably taking her side… or he just didn’t know why Leighton and I weren’t talking. If she told him, he would’ve come to me by now, surely, only to clear everything up and convince me to forgive Leighton so that we could go back to being the best of friends.
“A lot of help he is,” Ty rebuked. “Fiona and Jenna look ready to eat the poor girl alive, Sirrah. She needs someone who’s actually willing to get their hands dirty. She needs you.”
“She does not,” I argued. “She’s a Selwyn and she can tell those hags where to stick it just as well as I can.”
“Maybe so,” he confessed. “But where’s the fun in that when her partner-in-crime isn’t there to back her up?”
“Well then why don’t you back her up then if you’re so worried about her?” I chastised, angrily.
“It’s not the same, Sirrah, and you know that. This isn’t about me, it’s about Leighton and Leighton desperately misses you,” he replied coolly.
I said nothing in return.
It’s been one freaking day, she’ll get over it. It’s not like she’s helpless without me. If she really wanted to curse those bitches, she would. But no! Instead she’s chosen to make me look like the bad guy in this situation because she’d rather play the damsel in distress than the villainess!
“You can trust me, Sirrah,” Ty stated, completely changing his tune from aggravated to compassionate. “I know I’m your brother’s best mate but I do know how to keep secrets. Just talk to me. Tell me what’s gotten you so upset. Is it Potter?”
I turned on him instantly, “How do you know about that?”
He smirked, “Babe, after your little prank on the train I think everybody knows about that.”
Oh, he was just talking about the train incident. I don’t know why I reacted so quickly. No one knows about everything else that’s been going on between James Potter and myself.
“But you settled the score with that prank so I don’t understand why that would be what’s bothering you…” Ty suddenly added, looking deep in thought.
“Unless, something else has happened since then that no one knows about… except Leighton… is that was this is? Did something else happen between you and Potter?” he asked, looking at me curiously.
“Maybe,” I answered coldly. I wasn’t happy that he had figured it out. And the fact that this conversation had me thinking about James Sirius Potter again only made me more infuriated.
“Wanna tell me about it?” he asked, pushing me further.
I looked around, the common room was empty. There was nothing stopping me from telling him the truth. Except for my pride, of course. But this whole thing was starting to seem pointless anyway. Not having Leighton around only had me thinking about Potter all the more because I had no one else to distract me, and maybe telling Ty would help me blow off some of the steam that’s been building up since I saw Potter this morning.
“You promise not to tell anyone?” I asked. “Especially not Scorpius?”
He crossed his heart with his hand quickly, “Slytherin’s honor.”
I laughed lightly, “A lot of good that is.”
He laughed with me for a moment and then our facial expressions turned serious again.
“Tell me what’s been going on,” he entreated, gently.
“You’re probably not going to believe a single word of it,” I warned him.
“Try me,” he smirked lightly.
“Okay, but I warned you.”
“And you’re warning will be taken into serious consideration once you start telling the story.”
I nodded, thoughtfully.
Where in the world to start?
“Well, you already know about what happened on the train…” I trailed off.
“Potter kissed you?”
“Yes,” I answered. “And then Leighton and I went around and spread those nasty rumors about him, which, if you must know, weren’t true even in the slightest. I mean, yes, he kissed me but there was no groping or bad breath. To be honest, it was perfect,” I sighed, unhappily. It was something I never wanted to admit. But I knew Ty; even if I didn’t say it he would have caught on anyway and eventually forced it out of me.
“Perfect?” Ty asked, looking quite shocked at my admittance. “Really?”
I nodded reluctantly, “Yeah, it was. I couldn’t have asked for a better first kiss in all my life, if only it hadn’t been Potter and his friends hadn’t been laughing at us the whole time.”
“I’m sorry, S. That must have really sucked for you,” Ty stated, sympathetically.
“It did suck and I hate him for it,” I replied before moving on. “Anyway, that night, Leighton and I were talking about it and she suddenly gets the craziest idea and accuses me of fancying Potter! I mean, honestly, I don’t know where she gets her ideas from but this one is just wrong. And then later, the next morning, Potter stops me in-between classes and begs me to meet him at the top of the Astronomy tower that evening, he said he needed to explain what really happened on the train to me.”
“And did you go?” Tybalt asked, sounding intrigued.
“Yes, but only because Leighton basically commanded that I go. I don’t know what her deal is, but for some strange reason, she actually believes he’s a good guy and that I should give him a chance.”
“And you don’t believe that?” Ty queried, watching me intently.
“Of course not!” I exclaimed, turning toward him to look at him seriously.
“Why not?” He asked curiously.
“Because!” I yelled, thinking it was obvious. “He’s a Gryffindor and a Potter, Ty. Not to mention, Scorpius’ rival! And any rival of my family is a rival of mine. He doesn’t deserve my attention! He just wants to mess with my head and trip me up!”
“And you believe that? Wholeheartedly?” Ty questioned, looking at me critically.
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “I swear this whole situation is all Leighton’s fault. If she hadn’t practically forced me to go see him, I wouldn’t be so mad at her right now.”
Ty nodded, appearing to understand my point. “So what happened at the Astronomy tower?” he then asked, wanting to know the rest of the story.
“He was already there when I arrived, although I was hoping he’d be a no-show. He told me what really happened on the train had been a random dare of some sort. He said that he and his friends were playing truth or dare and that he had been dared to kiss the next girl to walk by their compartment, no matter who she was and that it just so happens that I was that girl.”
“And you don’t believe him?” Ty asked.
“Why should I?” I replied indignantly. “There’s no reason I should trust him.”
“Well, is there really any reason why he would want to ‘mess with your head?’” he asked, quoting me.
“I don’t know!” I responded, exasperated. “I’m sure there’s something. There’s no way he could actually like me!”
“What?” Ty asked, looking confused. “Wait, what makes you think he likes you?”
“He practically said so,” I replied. “Later on he said that he wanted us to be friends and I think he expects us to turn into something more because then he cornered me against the wall and forced himself on me.”
“Wait, he forced himself on you?” Ty asked, becoming suddenly angry.
“He kissed me again.”
“He had me backed against the wall and kissed me when I pointedly told him that I didn’t want anything to do with him,” I continued.
“Someone should really teach that boy a lesson,” Ty stated, looking furious as he stared into the fire with his elbows digging into his knees and his chin resting on his balled-up fists.
“I just wish he would leave me alone,” I stated, sadly.
“Don’t worry, S,” Ty said encouragingly as he took a hand and rubbed my back softly. “If he ever tries to mess with you again, I’ll make sure to stop him.”
I smiled at him, though still solemn, as tears began to well up in my eyes, “Thanks, Ty. I’m glad I can at least count on you.”
“You can count on all of us,” he stated firmly. “Scorpius and Talon are here for you, too, you know.”
I smiled a little wider and my eyes became a little drier.
“But are you sure this is just a game to Potter?” He then questioned, curiously. “How do you know he doesn’t really like you?”
“How could he?” I asked as the tears came back. “He doesn’t even know me!”
“But we still don’t know why he would single you out,” Ty continued. “I mean, Scorpius doesn’t bother the Gryffindors anymore and Talon and I have never really been on bad terms with them. They keep their distance and we keep ours. And you’ve never done anything to tick them off, have you?”
I shook my head no, “I’ve never even spoken to any of them until now.”
He glanced back at the fire, looking thoughtful. “You know,” he started and then turned back to face me. “This could all just be happening because of that kiss on the train. You said so yourself that it was perfect; maybe he thought so, too. Maybe that’s why he’s doing this. Because from that one kiss, he may think he really likes you and wants to get to know you better and eventually date you.”
“Yeah, but perfect kiss or not, we’re from completely different backgrounds, and rival parents to boot. What would he want with me?” I asked, completely indignant.
Ty shrugged, “Well, you’re not that terrible looking, in case you didn’t notice. You’re very attractive, S. You’re probably one of the prettiest girls in the school. It’s highly likely that that’s enough for Potter to want to get to know you and if it weren’t for that kiss, he never would have known what he was missing.”
I laughed slightly when I saw his smirk.
He was trying to be logical and cheer me up at the same time.
But I just couldn’t buy into his theory.
There’s was no way a Malfoy and a Potter could get along. We were bred to hate each other and, honestly, we were just too different.
There was no way it would work out between us.
“Thanks, Ty,” I finally spoke after several moments of silence. “I feel a lot better finally getting it all off my chest.”
He smiled, “No problem, S. I’ve got your back and if Potter tries anything again so will your brother and Talon. But I think you should really think this through first, because if you keep pushing him away, he’s eventually going to give up and move on, and you might just regret not ever giving him a chance. Now, please don’t hate me for saying this, and I still expect you to talk to and forgive Leighton, but I think you should at least give Potter the opportunity to prove himself, you know, to see what he’s really up to. You might just be surprised.”
And then he quickly stood up and strolled off to the boy’s staircase. “Goodnight, S,” he called back before finally going upstairs to his dormitory.
I watched after him, feeling incredulous.
I mean, how could he say that?
After everything I just told him he sounded just like Leighton, telling me I should give him a chance and that Potter might actually turn out to be a nice guy who just happens to have a crush on the daughter of his father’s childhood enemy!
What was wrong with everybody!?
Am I the only sane person left in this school!?
Author's Note: Hey guys! Figured I'd leave this to the end of the chapter. PLEASE DON'T HATE ME. I can't help it. Sirrah is very stubborn. You have to give her some time. I know it's chapter 13, but I don't even think a week has passed in Sirrah's time. And she won't give in so easily, so just bear with me here. Please. I am doing my best to make all of this work. I've actually recently written the scene where her and James first become friendly. Why? I don't know, considering it's no where near happening anytime soon, but even so, I think you're going to love it. I think it's quite funny myself.
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