Chapter 6 : Skyscraper
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Planning your whole future is great in theory. You sit down in a comfy chair. You get out your most trusty quill and you make a glorious list. A list that you would be proud to show your future children because they know you have accomplished all those goals. The problem with this is; what if everything you plan falls through?
Until June 1st my whole future is at a stand still.
First thing this morning, I packed on my winter gear and hiked up the Owlery. I had seventeen applications that needed to be sent to five different departments immediately. It took about ten minutes for me to securely tie the envelopes to three different Owls. When I sent them off I sat on the steps of the Owlery, anxiously watching the applications grow farther and farther out of my control.
All my life I was excited for my future. I couldn’t wait to be in the ministry and start to make my mark on the world. I just hated the thought of waiting for something that could never come true.
If I didn’t have to go to Potions I would never have left. The Owlery was cold and in no way comforting, but at least I didn’t have to be around other people.
Albus had once again decided to sit next to someone else during Potions. I wanted to storm over to him and tell him to grow up, but I didn’t feel like wasting the energy. He wasn’t the type of person to get over something easily and I wasn’t in the mood to kiss his ass. If he wanted to be angry fine. He could seethe by himself. I didn’t do anything wrong. Sitting up front, I laid my head on my arms and closed my eyes. Maybe if I fell asleep I could wake up on June 1st. Kelly’s birthday will have gone off without a hitch. Albus will have gotten over his hissy fit. Victoree’s wedding will have passed. And I will know whether I will be unemployed for the rest of my life. Oh how I wish it were June 1st.
Especially now. “Bugger off Malfoy.”
“Now is that anyway to greet me?”
“Actually.” I started bitterly, “I think it’s precisely the way I should greet you.”
He leaned over the table, unintentionally flexing his arm muscles. “Come on Weasley. Can’t you just do me this one simple favor?”
“It’s anything, but simple Malfoy.”
“Seriously Weasley why won’t you help me?” His tone turned curious to serious.
I shook my head at him. How could he not understand? “I’m not doing this to insult you. I’m doing this because I simply don’t want to play stupid little games anymore.”
“You’re done with whining about how unfair your life is then?”
“For now.” I spat at him. “Why can’t you just go bother someone else?”
He sighed, “Because you are the one person that she’s afraid of. Didn’t we go over this yesterday?”
“Yes we did Malfoy and clearly you missed the entire point.” I lowered my voice as the professor began to teach. “Just ask someone else!”
“Look, I’m not going to do it so what is going to just get on board?”
I didn’t answer him. In fact for the rest of class I successfully ignored him. Oh he tried to get me to crack, but I never gave in. Not when we were paired together. Not even when he spilled the potion on me, ruining my robes. Malfoy wasn’t going to get it. So I figured maybe if I just ignored him he would just take the anvil-sized hint and move on. It didn’t work. All it did was make him angry which was refreshing to see for a change. He was always the collected and cool one. It was nice to see him sweat for once.
When I gathered my things for class I hoped he would give up and leave me alone. As usual I’m not that lucky. His long legs propelled him after me and he never lost me for a minute in the crowded halls.
“I’m not leaving you alone until you at the very least answer my question.”
I rubbed my temples irritably. “What question?”
“What is going to take,” He steered around a group of oddly rowdy first years. “For you to agree to this.”
“I don’t want anything Malfoy.”
“Nonsense. Everybody wants something.”
The lie was ready on my tongue. “Not me. I’m perfectly fine. Now if you’ll excuse me-“ I tried to side step him, but he put his arm out to stop me.
He folded his arms and leaned against the staircase railing. “If I can’t do what you want then I will leave you alone.”
I eyed him skeptically. “For eternity?”
“Try me.” Malfoy repeated calmly.
“I don’t want anything-“
He stopped me again, his eyes softening. “Come on.”
“Fine. You know why I won’t do what you’re asking? Because I want to be in love. I want a guy to like me and for me to like him back. I want the big sweeping declaration of love in a crowd full of people.” I glanced up at him coldly. “No offense Malfoy, but this is a little out of your range.”
This time he didn’t stop me.
Moving through the crowd I halted when I saw Lauren. “Hey.”
“What took you so long?”
“Malfoy.” I sighed exhaustedly. “He has the resilience of timber wolf.”
She rolled her eyes. “Well come on then. We have to set it up before you go to your next class.”
The Gryffindor Common room was filled with streamers, happy birthday banners and all kinds of festive decorations. We set up a table for presents, drinks, cake and music. After a half hour of swearing criticism at each other Lauren and I hadn’t done too shabby of a job.
“What did you get her anyway?” I asked as we fell back onto the sofa.
Lauren smirked. “A karma sutra book.”
I gaped at her. “No you didn’t!”
“It’s about time she knows where everything goes.”
“You got her the fuzzy handcuffs too didn’t you?”
Her grin grew. “The pink ones.”
“You are a sick, sick person.”
“And you are going to be late for Herbology.”
I groaned into the sofa. “Fuckkkkk.”
“You could ditch.”
“Yeah because I would really keep my Head Girl position if I ditched the same month I punched a girl in the face.”
Lauren shrugged. “I still say it was worth it.”
“As do I, which is why I must head to class.” I slung my bag over my shoulder, “Make sure Eleanor keeps Kelly away from here.”
“Got it captain.” She saluted me as I left.
The minute I left the hall I saw Albus standing outside of the portrait hole waiting for me. He fell into step with me easily. “So I’ve decided to forgive you.”
“Oh how gracious of you.” I drawled darkly.
“It was one of my finer moments.”
“Now that you’ve gotten over yourself when is Quidditch starting back up?”
He ran a hand through his messy hair. “Next week. I’m fighting with Malfoy about using the field.”
“Huh. Well keep me posted.”
“Oh and speaking of things to keep you posted about Rachel was asking where you were earlier.”
My fist balled up as we turned down a staircase. “Did she not get a clue when I punched her? I’m this close to beating her ass.”
“I would love to see you in a fight.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I glowered at him.
“Rose, I love you. You know you’re my favorite cousin, but at the end of the day you follow the rules.”
I was about to retort something cutting when I saw a large mass of people outside the Great Hall. Albus and I shared looks before pushing through to the front.
“Alright break it up! Everybody move along-“ The words died on my tongue as I caught sight of Malfoy and Rachel.
Rachel was attempting to jump him, her claws were digging into his white shirt like a racoon in heat. To his credit, he was doing everything in his power to defend himself without hurting her. She was screaming about something, but I don’t know what it was. I was about to intervene when Malfoy broke away from her and stumbled towards me.
“Malfoy what’s-“ I began, but never finished.
Then, without a word his hands wrapped around the back of my waist. At first I thought he was going to just hug me, but what he did do was much more traumatizing. He picked me up and in front of at least a hundred people he kissed me.
A moment prior I felt nothing. My body was cold from the winter chill, but that was all I felt. The second his lips touched mine a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. Everything that could cling to him clung as he pulled my closer. It was like he knew precisely how to set off every neuron in my body with minimum effort. I never knew kissing could be this…electric. I knew from the second our skin touched he only intended for a brief kiss. He just wanted her to leave him alone. The reason behind the kiss wasn’t because he liked me. But then drastically it changed. It transformed into this thrilling charge. This jolt of energy that made him hold me tighter and forced my arms around his neck.
When our faces separated a gasp escaped my lips as both our faces displayed perfect shock. We both were breathing heavier than normal and I felt his heart beating just as hard as mine. Then, gently, he put me down and retracted his arms from my waist. Neither of us looked at each other as we both were at a profound loss for explanation. My eyes caught onto Rachel’s enraged face, but it took longer than it should have for my mind to snap back into focus. Her five-inch stilettos punctured the floors face as she stormed over to us. I was still slightly dazed from the unexpected kiss, but the closer she got to me the more I began to give into Scorpius’s idea.
“You!” She snarled hatefully. “You stupid bitch! How could you? You were supposed to be dating Logan!”
“Logan and I agreed we had zero chemistry but thank you for paying for my new batch of sugar quills.”
Her icy eyes narrowed on Scorpius. “And you! How could you-?”
I inhaled remorsefully before moving front of Scorpius. I was so going to regret this. “As you just saw we can’t hide our relationship anymore Rachel.”
“You heard me.”
She glowered at me, “I’m going to get you for this Weasley. I’m not going to play nice with you anymore.”
There is a moment in everybody’s life when they have to make a choice. Maybe it was taking up a new hobby. Maybe it was taking a summer job instead of playing a sport. But I’ve always wondered if it was really a choice what happened next or was it fate?
It’s easy to say everything’s up to chance, but I’ve always hated the thought of some all-powerful being in control of my fate. But at the end of your life there is a place you can look back and see the point where everything started. The point where you made your biggest mistake. The point where you took the biggest risk. For me I would have always thought it would be getting a job at the ministry, saving someone’s life or helping discover the cure for Levee Itch. Oddly for me it was this moment.
Puffing out my chest, I set my jaw and starred her down. “Are you threatening me Levitt?”
“What if I am?”
“Then Me and my-“ Merlin I was going to regret this. “…Boyfriend will go to the Headmaster and report you.”
I’ve never seen so many jaws drop at once. Mine was included when Malfoy moved next to me and put his arm around my shoulder stiffly. I felt like throwing myself of a very short cliff. Weird was when your grandma listens to the same music you do. Strange is when your mother randomly dyes her hair pink. This was fucked up. Scorpius Malfoy hand was on MY shoulder. I just told the entire school that he was my boyfriend. Holy god. Before I could even second-guess my impulsive decision Rachel let out a shriek and run through us so we were knocked a part.
“Alright everybody shows over!” I announced loudly, “Get to class!”
I looked around for Albus, but didn’t see him anywhere. It didn’t take a genius to know I’d hear about this for a week, but that wasn’t the biggest problem on my mind. The bigger problem was that Malfoy was still standing next to me, starring at me. What the hell was I supposed to say to him? Hey thanks for the make out session but don’t worry about the whole school thinking we are dating it’s cool? Besides I couldn’t exactly bolt to Herbology. Now I was late and there were too many people still trying to get through the corridor so I couldn’t even run back to my dorm. I was stuck with Malfoy, literally and metaphorically. So I just decided to deal with it. It meaning him.
I grabbed his unnervingly muscular forearm and dragged him into a broom closet the opposite way of the mass of people. Slamming the door I backed away from him and crossed my arms. At first it was hard to look at him. My body was still tingling from him kissing me and that disgusted the hell out of me. Maybe I could make a joke out of this. He had to be just as freaked out as I. What a minute what was I thinking? Malfoy felt nothing when we kissed. He probably was logical and saw it as a reasonable step. I was the idiot that told him exactly what it would take to get me to agree to his plan. Sighing I sucked it up and broke the awkward tension.
“Well…We’ve really fucked up.”
He leaned back against the woodened wall and tilted his head in thought. “We? There’s no we. I didn’t fuck up. This was the exact plan I told you. I intended for this to happen. I am surprised that you didn’t slap me when I kissed you.”
I couldn’t look at him, suddenly the already claustrophobic room felt smaller. “Since there’s no turning back now we should discuss terms.”
“How long are we going to do this? What is comfortable what isn’t….Things like that.”
He subconscious licked his bottom lip. “Until she gives up or the school years over-“
“That six months!” I cut him off in disbelief.
“Don’t be overdramatic. It’s January 24th. Graduation is June 17th.”
“Do you hear yourself?!”
Malfoy let out a shallow laugh. “What do you have something better to do? Haven’t you been complaining about how you wanted everyone to leave you alone?”
“And you think this helps?!” I shouted at him incredulously. “Now I’ll never be left alone!”
“Get over it!” He scoffed, his cheeks tinting pink in anger. “Seriously why do you care so much what other people think about you?!”
It was my turn to scoff. “Because you don’t? Please! You strut around this place like you’re Jesus! You would be livid if people treated you the way they treat me!”
“I’m sure I can handle it.”
“You know what though?” A smile popped onto my face, “You’re going to see it anyway now. Watch, all of your friends, anyone that liked you before is going to treat you like dirt now that you’re with me.”
His smirk lost some of its arrogance. “What do you mean?”
“I may be popular Malfoy, but it’s not for my looks or my line of gentlemen callers like the rest of the hoes you usually parade around. I’m popular for my family name.” My lip curled boldly as his smirk faded from his face. “Which as you know is known for being the opposite side of the war as your family name. So all of them who look up to you for bringing you as the resurrection of the Malfoy name are going to be appalled that you are seen with the likes of me.”
Malfoy scowled, but said nothing.
“Yeah.” I snorted, “That’s what I thought.”
“I’m sticking to this. Dealing with you is better then dealing with her.”
“So we’re back to terms.”
Malfoy nodded curtly, “It appears so.”
“Don’t ever kiss me again in public like that.” I snapped.
He looked taken aback by my intensity. “Alright.”
“We can…I guess hold hands…or something around other people.”
“We’ll have to sit with each other for meals to make up for the rest.”
I made a face at him. “This is going to be awful.”
“Yes. Yes it is.”
We starred at each other for a minute but I broke quicker than usual. “I can’t do this! I’m a horrible actress.”
“I’ll do good enough to convince everyone.”
“Oh hell.” I groaned and kicked the wall. “Fuccccck. This is so incredibly stupid!”
He rolled his eyes. “Well I’m leaving this nasty closet. You can stay here and pointlessly rant if you want to.”
“No I’ll leave.”
“You going back to class?”
I shook my head. “No point now.”
“Rose Weasley skipping class…” He gave me an amused look. “Never thought I’d see the day.”
“It technically wasn’t my fault so I don’t feel bad.”
He walked up the steps with a grin on his face. Malfoy didn't say a word, his grin said it all.
“What?!” I yelled after him. “I don’t!”
The song in the summary is Skyscraper By: Demi Lovato. Forgive me, i can't stand her but i do like this song especially the youtube version sung by Boyce Avenue. THANK YOU FOR READING! PLEASE REVIEW!
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