Chapter 6 : Waffles.
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Lily sank onto her bed and smiled at the familiar smell of her pillows.
“So you got your Sigg yet?” a voice called from across the room. Dom lifted her head off of her pillow and looked at Lily.
Lily shook her head. “Not yet.”
Rose finished handing out cake and smiled as she put one in Scorpius’ hand. She had decided to stop worrying about what the numbers on her did or didn’t mean, and focus on being a good friend to her Potions partner.
Scorpius smiled back and watched Rose clean up the mess the cake plate had left behind. She bit her lip as she waved her wand, levitating it all into the trash. Her hair was dark red, almost brown, really, and he noticed as she looked down at the trash surrounding the bin that her eyelashes were the longest he’d ever seen. She smiled as someone walked by and said hello and then laughed delicately when they told her a funny anecdote about their failed apparition test. Scorpius found himself smiling when she laughed. He liked her, didn’t he?
Suddenly, Rose looked up and smiled at him while still talking to the random Hufflepuff. Holy cow, she liked him too! He could just tell from her smile. That was the smile girls saved for boys they wanted to kiss. He’d seen it far too many times.
Scorpius smiled and then suddenly felt weird standing there, watching her. It would have been okay before he realized he… wanted her. Now he just felt creepy. With a sigh, he turned and left the room without another look, stopping only to hold the door open for Kenley.
Rose finally extracted herself from talking to the Hufflepuff and looked up again to see Scorpius gone. She searched the room, feeling weird that she cared so much, and saw him leaving. With Kenley. Something that felt uncomfortably like jealousy ripped through Rose. Maybe Lily had been right. She’d scorned him a few too many times.
Sighing, she sank down onto a couch and found herself sitting across from Mark, a Ravenclaw.
“Hello.” He said, looking up from his cell phone.
“Hey.” Rose replied.
“Tired of refilling punchbowls that you already charmed to fillthemselves?” he asked bluntly.
Rose smiled. “Yeah. You could say that.” She paused. “And how do you know I’ve been refilling them?”
“I have my ways.” Mark said cryptically. Then he grinned. “I was supposed to meet someone here and they didn’t show.” He admitted. “So I’ve been people watching.”
Lily woke up the next morning thinking about what she had told Dom the night before. She sighed, and climbed out of bed carefully and quietly. Pulling on some clothes, she decided to skip makeup in favor of not waking Dom up. Lily tiptoed out of the room and down to the grand hall for some orange juice and cereal. Just a few seconds later, however, Dom slid into the seat next to her, fully dressed with a full face of makeup. The girl had skills.
“So. Still getting your sigg today?”Dom asked, arching a carefully groomed eyebrow.
“Um, yeah.” Lily said, her heart sinking. She had hoped that Dom would forget, but perhaps it was for the best. If she got her sigg today, she wouldn’t have to explain herself to everyone over and over. Getting a sigg was becoming uncomfortably common for the girls of Hogwarts.
“Can I come with you?” Dom said, smiling brightly. I need to get out of here for a bit.”
“I promised Rose she’d be my plus one.” Lily lied quickly. “Sorry.” She pretended to check her watch and then added, “Actually, I’m going to be late. I better get moving.”
Grabbing a piece of watermelon, she scooted out of the great hall before Dom could ask another question. Lily pulled her coat out of her bag and headed for the passageway to Hogsmeade. She found herself in Weaselys’ Wizard Wheezes before she had made a complete thought and breezed past a shop assistant, saying a silent thank-the-stars that her uncle was nowhere to be seen.
Lily exited the shop, and began to turn towards Sandra’s Sigging, but stopped mid-stride. She really didn’t want to go. Without thinking, she turned and began walking in the other direction. She was standing on the hill above the shrieking shack before she knew it. Sinking down onto a rock, she sighed and pondered her life.
She was sixteen, smart, decent looking, and happy. What was missing? Why did she feel a need to get sigged when she clearly didn’t want to? Suddenly, an idea hit her like a double decker bus. Pulling out her wand, she thought carefully and then tapped on her finger. Black numbers swirled onto her skin and grew more pronounced.
Finn woke up to the sound of a trunk slamming shut. Lysander pulled a sweater on and apologized for the noise. “My bad, dude.” He said. “But at least there’s no chance of poppyhangles spying now. They hate loud noises.” Lysander was an odd mix of what muggles called skater dudes and his mother’s affinity for belief in strange animals. He smiled and tossed a pumpkin pasty onto Finn’s lap and jogged out of the room.
Rose woke up with a smile on her face. She’d gone for a walk with Mark, just trying to get some fresh air—both in the literal sense, and in the figurative “Scorpius situation” sense. And they’d talked and talked. And laughed. And then the end of the night came:
Mark leaned up against the window seat they’d found on their walk and smiled at Rose. “You’re pretty interesting, Rose Weasley.”
Rose smiled back and replied, “I think you’re pretty interesting too.”
He looked at her and leaned in. “Can I kiss you, Rose Weasley?” He said, managing to sound polite and sarcastically cheesy at the same time.
“If you’d like.” Rose said, surprising herself with her flirtiness. But if Scorpius could run off with Kenley, why shouldn’t she enjoy her time with Mark?
His lips found hers and she quickly realized that there was no chemistry. No spark. Nothing like what she’d heard about. It was nice, sure, but it wasn’t as amazing as it was supposed to be. Mark didn’t seem to feel the same way. He continued to kiss her with little to no encouragement or reciprocation on Rose’s part, and only slowly pulled away after several long moments.
“Would you like to go for a walk again sometime, Rose?”
Rose smiled, trying to find an answer. Why not? Maybe then Scorpius would dump Kenley. That is, supposing they were dating. Were they dating? On any account, he would see that she wasn’t just going to wait for him. No, wait. She couldn’t do this to Mark. And that’s not why she was. Mark was sweet, and funny, and nice, and everything she’d hoped for in a boyfriend. Scorpius was abrupt and used words like ‘mudblood’ and temperamental at best. All these thoughts ran through her head in a matter of a few seconds. She mentally shrugged and decided not to question her own motives.
“Sure, Mark. Sounds like a good idea.”
And now here she was the next morning, with a tentative boyfriend who would make everything better.
Rose’s smile fell as she pondered further. Perhaps she was being childish. Then, with another mental shrug, Rose decided she had a right to be childish sometimes. With that, she sprung out of bed and stretched her arms above her head. It was a beautiful Sunday morning and she was ready for some cereal. She dressed and wandered down to breakfast, grimacing as she sipped her coffee. Her mind flashed to the room of requirement, where Scorpius was no doubt having coffee with Kenley-the-whore, as Rose had now decided to refer to her as in her mind. She sighed and pulled out the daily prophet and began to read.
Barely a few moments had passed before Lily walked in and sat down next to her. Rose smiled and looked up. “What are you up to this morning?”
Lily scrunched her nose. “I’ve been up for a few hours. Got some things taken care of.” She said, scratching her cheek absentmindedly. Rose gasped and grabbed Lily’s hand.
“You got sigged!” she said.
“Oh. Yeah.” Lily replied. “Sorry I didn’t take you with me.”
Dom slid in next to Lily and grabbed Lily’s hand out of Rose’s. “You got it you got it you got It you got it!” Dom said, managing to smush four sentences into one.
Lily nodded. “Yeah.” She said sheepishly.
“Four years, huh?” Dom said. “That’s a good amount of time for you. You can graduate and get on your own and everything.”
Lily looked at the numbers and saw that Dom was right. She really hadn’t thought much about the date she made up. “Yeah. It’s perfect.” She said.
“What’s perfect?” came a voice from behind them.
“N-nothing!” Lily said quickly.
Finn slid into the seat next to her. “What are you looking at?”
Dom held Lily’s hand up. Lily tried to pull it away, but Dom’s steel grip didn’t seem to notice. Finn’s eyes grew wide as he took in the numbers inked onto Lily’s ring finger.
“Wow.” He said. “Y-you got sigged then?”
Lily nodded slowly. She wanted to tell him it was fake—of all people, he should know and wouldn’t care. But then the idea of him knowing that she’d faked a sigg to make people accept her…. It was unbearable. She knew that getting a sigg wouldn’t be as bad as making one up.
“Yeah. I did.”
Finn looked at it for a long moment. “Four years, huh? And you didn’t bar out, so that means that he’s already sigged out there, too.”
Lily nodded again. “I guess.” She said, really beginning to think about the decision she’d made. Why hadn’t she just given herself a black bar? That would have been so much easier. With a mental sigh, she decided to just remove herself from the questioning. “I’ve got to get moving.” She said. “I’ll be late for class.”
With that, she grabbed her bag and swept out of the room.
“What was that about?” Rose asked.
“Yeah. It’s Sunday. What class is she going to?” Finn agreed, chewing on his lip. What was with Lily’s sudden change of mind on getting a sigg? His mind then returned to the fact that Lily had a soul mate out there. A real one, waiting for four years to pass. And it wasn’t him.
He could never tell her now. She’d never find out how he felt. Finn’s heart sank into the pit of his stomach. He balled his hands into fists at the thought of a guy he’d never met stealing Lily’s affections and huffed off for a walk.
Dom and Rose looked at each other knowingly.
“I hope he takes it okay.” Dom said. “He’s only been in love with our Lily for years.”
Rose nodded. “I kind of expected him to be her One. They only do everything together. They’re a lot better match than me and Scorpius.”
“Speaking of, how is our favorite Malfoy?” Dom asked.
Rose grimaced. “Great. Him and Kenley should be getting married any day now.” She said sarcastically.
Dom dropped her fork. “What are you talking about?”
“I saw him leaving the party with her last night.”
“No way. Really?”
“I guess he gave up then.” Dom said bluntly.
“Yeah. Guess so.”
Suddenly Rose didn’t feel like finishing breakfast. She tossed her fork down and strode out of the room. Dom looked at the suddenly empty table and shrugged. Could no one here finish a conversation?
As Rose hurried towards the entry doors, Mark found her on his way down to breakfast.
“Rose!” he called. “Good morning.” He reached in for a hug, which Rose found no reason to refuse. It felt kind of nice, at any rate. It didn’t mean she’d made any decisions. But looking over his shoulder, she saw that Scorpius had just rounded the corner at the top of the stairs. He stopped short and surveyed the situation. With no warning, Mark gave her a peck on the lips.
Startled, Rose smiled graciously, and stepped back. “I was heading outside. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Sure.” Mark said, smiling and heading for breakfast.
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