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Chapter 1 : Actions, Reactions and Fists.
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There are three main things in my life that suck (among thousands of other ones that would take to long to specify).
First of: I'm 5'2'' short with red, long curly hair and blue eyes.
How that makes my life suck?
Simple. Nobody takes me seriously. Ever.
Second: I'm a Weasley and my brother is Hugo.
Which theoretically are rather two points than one but all good things come in threes, and the worst thing is yet to come.
And that brings us to
Third: Scorpius Malfoy aka the bane of my existence.
And here comes the part where I could ramble endlessly about how he makes my life hell. But it probably would be better to show you.
Friday. 29th August. Diagon Alley.
"Seriously. I don't understand what is wrong with you!" Ellie stated. "I mean look at you! Beautiful hair, blue eyes. Feminity in person. And then look at me. Boring tom-girl, who is NEVER asked out by anyone."
"It's not as if the whole world is at my feet. Which is thanks to Al and Ty who came to the understanding along with James that I'm not allowed to date until I'm thirty. They scare off EVERY GUY. I mean it. Name one that'd go out on a date with me." I demanded.
She thought about it a few seconds and then said. "Scorpius."
"WHAT?" Is there something wrong with her head? Scorpius bloody Malfoy? NEVER.
"You heard me. Scorpius."
"You know that he'll never go out on a date with me. Plus the fact that I'll never go out on a date with him EVER."
"Well he's probably the only guy who has the guts to do it."
"Hmpf." I frowned. "My options aren't really great then…"
"You should probably go see a doctor. There is something seriously wrong with your mind. I mean, HELL HE'S HOT, GIRL!!"
"He's still SCORPIUS! Do I need to spell it out for you?" I cocked an eyebrow.
"I would date him anytime.."
"Well, then - go for it! You have him all for yourself." I said grinning.
"You know, if he didn't had this huge crush on you and my chances were higher than zero percent I probably would."
I gaped at her. Never had this insufferable git a crush on me.
"What? It's the truth." She looked smug.
"All we do is bicker. Girl, you are the one that should see a doctor." I patted her shoulder.
"Fine. Then don't believe me. He has a crush on you. Big time. Full stop. You'll see for yourself soon enough."
"Who has a crush on ickle little Rosie?" A voice appeared from behind just shortly before I felt an arm draped around my shoulder and could smell the scent of vanilla which without a doubt belonged to HIM only. Great.
"And why would I tell you?" I tried to free myself from the one-sided and involuntary hug he engulfed me in but failed miserably. Damn it. Why must he be so strong?
"Because you owe me." He grinned at me and probably at the fact that I kept wriggling in his arms, not getting out of my current position.
"Do not." I glared.
"Sooo do not."
"Malfoy, we're not bloody 5 years old so would you mind stop behaving this childish?" I pouted.
"Says the girl that's pouting. Very mature, Weasley." He grinned.
"Oh stuff it, you…. you… GIT." I tried to shove my elbow - emphasis on "try" - into his stomach to finally break free but he only chuckled. "You know, if you keep holding me like this, everybody starts to think you fancy being this close to me." Now I was grinning, enjoying my temporary victory.
"And what if I do?" He raised one eyebrow.
SHIT. What now?
"We both know that you don't, Malfoy." I glared. "And now: STOP IT. I'm serious!"
He chuckled once more. "Or you'll do what? Call Hugo for help? Well too bad he's off snogging your best friend…" He trailed of.
"What the hell are you talking about, Ellie's right-" My head shot to the place where Ellie had been moments prior, only to find it empty. "here. Or not."
Now he had to laugh only harder. Great.
I hate it, when he's right.
I looked around and finally spotted her and my lovely little brother between the masses moving around us continuously. They were lost in a rather heated snogging session, where Hugo pressed Ellie up against the wall of Olivander's, in a way that any pedestrian would not be able to recall who's who.
I knew something was going on between them. I KNEW IT. Yet, I ignored this feeling so far with great success. My best friend and my little brother? Oh well…
I frowned and momentarily forgot I was still residing in the arms of no other than Malfoy.
When I looked back at him he was smirking mischievously at no one in particular, pleased with himself. "You know, your smirk won't last much longer if you keep holding on me like that."
"And who's going to "wipe it off my face"?" He asked very self confident.
"My boyfriend." I simply stated.
His face fell. I bet a thousand questions tumbled in his head right now. Something like "Why did I not know this?", "Who is the prat?" or "How the hell did SHE get a boyfriend?".
I truly enjoyed the look of surprise on his face, looking smug until the obvious hit me hard.
I didn't have a boyfriend.
Yes. I, Rose Luna Weasley, did not have a boyfriend.
Well, that's unfortunate.
How very unfortunate.
THANK YOU, BRAIN, FOR HIDING THIS VERY IMPORTANT INFORMATION FROM ME!
I fidgeted slightly and bit my lip.
What am I going to do?
"Nice try, Weasley." Malfoy cut across my thoughts.
This can't be it. I can't let him win. Not this time.
My eyes darted across the people in Diagon Alley, and to my luck, they found him.
"You wish." I grinned wickedly, then shouted. "Tyler!"
Malfoy, being surprised once again, let go of my body. I used his temporary stupefaction to free myself from his grasp and ran towards the stunned best friend of James Sirius Potter.
I wrapped my arms around him and felt him stiffen beneath me. "Just play along, please!" I said-whispered in his ear and he wrapped locked his arms behind my lower back, showing me his agreement.
When I peeled myself of him he grinned at me. "Hi yourself, Rosebud."
I grinned in return before I turned around to find a baffled Scorpius Malfoy.
"Meet my boyfriend, Malfoy. Tyler. Now, if you excuse us, we have better things to do." With this and one last wicked smirk I caught Tyler's hand and dragged him behind me to disappear in the crowd of witches and wizards.
Victory and adrenaline still in my veins I thought of the scene that just happened.
Take that, Malfoy!
Victory felt so good.
Aside from the fact that now I have a fake boyfriend and a hell lot to explain.
"So I'm your boyfriend, huh?" Tyler grinned as we sat down at a table in The Leaky Cauldron. The decoration - if you could call it that - didn't change much in the years. It was still dark, light only coming from a few oil lamps on the tables. However, it seemed as if somebody severely scorgified the dirt and dust that covered every inch of surface in the bar.
"Yeah, sorry about that one." I wrinkled my nose.
"Ha no problem, Rose." He laughed heartily.
I explained the whole story to him and he couldn't hold back his laughter.
"I swear, I've never seen him so shocked in my life before!" Tyler laughed at the outcome.
"Well, that's good." I smiled back.
"But now we have to explain your change in relationship to your brother. And James and Al." I made a face. "This is going to be funny."
"You mean we're playing along?" I asked.
"You can't let him win, can you?"
"Guess not." I mumbled.
"Do you want to order?" A waitress appeared out of nowhere.
"Sure." I said. "Umm… a butterbeer please."
"Make that two." Tyler said and the waitress disappeared as fast as she came.
"So…" I trailed. "Are we telling the others?"
"Do you want the relationship to last or scream "you were right, I don't have a boyfriend" into Malfoy's face right away?" Tyler asked.
"The first would probably be more comfortable."
"I thought so." Ty grinned. "Then I assume we don't tell them this is fake but make it seem as if it's real?"
I nodded, so grateful to call Ty my friend.
I shifted in my seat and leaned over to embrace him in a tight hug. "Thank you so much, Ty. I mean it. Thank you, thank you, thank you." I whispered in his ear, holding him even tighter.
"Well, if that isn't sickening." Someone sneered. "Get a room you two." I couldn't mistake the voice for another if I wanted to.
"Malfoy." I said through gritted teeth. "Get lost."
Suddenly his features softened and he said. "The lady's wish is my command." Before he smiled lightly and then backed out.
I turned to Tyler and found a similar confused expression on his face as was on mine.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Don't ask me." He took a sip of his butterbeer. "Don't ask me."
The day went fairly uneventful after that.
Needless to say, Malfoy didn't cross my way and that was a gift from heaven.
I truly didn't have the nerve to face him a third time that day.
Sighing, I realized that I still would have to purchase a new school robe, for my old one became way to small for me over the summer. I absolutely have no idea how because obviously I did not grow that much. Even my little brother started towering me a year ago.
I suppose my mum's washing-talent, which is practically nonexistent, played a big part in the mysterious shrinking of it. And again I ask myself: How can someone so extremely intelligent have no clue how to start a washing machine right?
No doubt my mum is the brightest witch the history of magic has ever seen. Some say I'm going to outrun her. Well, I don't think so. I mean I have a life, obviously. Mums adventures don't count.
But still. I love the scent of new books and probably would rather spend the night in the library reading than in some boys bed. Strike that. I can't really judge this because I have no idea how it is to spend the night over in a boys bed since I had never had a boyfriend before.
Which brings us back to my current situation. Me and Ty, my fake boyfriend.
My brain just realized that Ty and I would keep the "fake" part of our relationship hidden for everyone. Which also includes James, Al and Hugo. My brother Hugo who is the most annoyingly overprotective scum ever.
And the fact that Ty is their friend doesn't really better the situation. They presumably will make his life suck. Maybe it will be better to tell…
"I know exactly what you are thinking an no we're not going to tell. They'll get over it." I snapped my head to the right to see Tyler watch me thoroughly.
"How do you do that?" I frowned.
"What? Being my stunning self?" He smirked.
"No, you prat." I had to grin. "Read my mind."
"Oh. It's easy follow your thoughts with the expressions your pretty little face makes." He pinched my cheek and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I'm not 10, you know." I pouted. "You're only, what, 6 months older than me?"
"Still one year ahead, love." He grinned and I snorted.
Oh yeah. As if this means everything.
"Oh mighty one, forgive me and my immaturity." I bowed while hearing him chuckling and Madam Malkin pulled me right back up in order to make the last changes on the robe.
"Here you go!" She smiled and I turned in front of the mirror.
I cheered and clapped my hands, happy to have run all my errands.
Books: check. Cauldron: check. Potion ingredients: check. Gringotts: check. Robe: check.
My excitement must have worn off because the people around me all smiled at me.
"I'm finished, Ty!" I exclaimed.
"And grinning like some maniac." He added obviously having fun.
"Oh shut up." I slapped him playfully and grinned.
I payed the price for the robe and Ty grabbed my bags, leaving me with only my purse.
Having a fake-boyfriend definitely has its advantages!
We went down Diagon Alley after deciding to get some ice-cream. I love ice-cream. I'm being serious. I would even go as far as murdering someone for a dish of vanilla ice-cream with chocolate sauce on top.
"And the show begins…" I heard Ty say and felt his free arm drape around my waist pulling me closer.
Great. We're dead.
"This better be not what it looks like, mate." A dangerously low voice appeared from our right.
"Calm down, Hugo." I said.
"Calm down? CALM DOWN? THIS BOY HAS HIS HANDS ALL OVER YOU AND I SHOULD CALM DOWN?" He shouted drawing attention of our fellow pedestrians to the little scene he caused.
I rolled my eyes. "Do I need to remember you that I'm you're OLDER sister and I do not make a fuss every time you choose to shag someone?"
He gulped. "Does that mean you.. and he…"
Oh bugger. "NO! GOD, NO!" I turned lightly pink at the thought an Ty shifted his arm from around my waist to around my shoulders.
NOT HELPING HERE!
"Oh thank God, I thought you were together for a moment here." Hugo said relieved.
"Well, mate, we kind of are." Tyler intervened.
"OUCH!" Ty held his face.
"You really didn't have to do that." I said frowning while I turned to Ty. "Is everything alright? Does it hurt." I took my hand and brought it to his flaming red cheek and slightly bleeding nose.
Being the man as he was he simply answered. "I'm fine."
I searched my purse for a hanker chief and held it out for him to take it. I stroke his arm, knowing exactly how much a punch like this had to hurt, and he wiped the blood off his face.
"Merlin, stop it. I'm going to get sick over here." Hugo made a face and I glared at him.
"And why is that?" Ellie stuck her head from behind Al and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"From having to watch these lovesick idiots." He tilted his head in our direction.
"WHAT?" She exploded.
"This cannot be happening." She rubbed her eyes. "Seriously?" She grabbed my arm and I winced once more. "You have some explaining to do, girl." She glared at me and pulled me away from the boys. "First you tell me no one asks you out and suddenly you have a hot boyfriend?"
"Says the girl who snogs my little brother." I smirked.
"This is so not the point right now, I believe." She fumed pouting.
"Oh how wrong you are." I grinned. "Listen, if I'm going to tell you the story, you are telling yours WITHOUT details because I don't want to hear about my brothers snogging techniques because it'll give me nightmares but ANYWAY I'm going back now before James and Al show up and rip Ty's head off." I caught my breath before rambling on. "So I'd appreciate it if you let go of me now, so I can save my boyfriend and when we're home I'll start telling, okay?" I raised one eyebrow.
"That's my girl." She grinned and put both her hands in the pockets of her jeans.
James and Al - luckily - weren't around and Ty's nose stopped bleeding when we all went grabbing the ice-cream together. We sat down on a bench and I spooned the vanilla ice-cream happily. I looked to my left to find Ty looking back at me seeming quite relieved.
A minute of peace. Amazing.
That was until James came up behind some old woman, Al hard on his heels, with a stern expression on his face.
Crap. Stupid thoughts. Speak of the devil.
I sighed. One last second of peace before the shouting starts.
"TYLER WILLIAMS." There we go. "I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M HEARING!"
And then it really began.
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