Chapter 4 : Chapter 4
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I opened the door and my jaw dropped.
What the hell?
I stood there for a while staring at the person before me.
“Hey Rosie…. Surprise”
“T…Toby? What are you doing here?”
“I got home early and James said that you were feeling a bit under the weather, so I came over to see if you are ok.”
James again, oh how I hate him.
Scorp was upstairs, Toby down…. This could get a bit awkward.
“Can you hold on a sec?” I asked him trying to by myself some time.
“Yeah sure” he walked to the lounge room and sat on the recliner.
I raced back up the stairs and all but slammed the door behind me. This was never supposed to happen. I wasn’t ready for this yet!
This was way too fast.
“Rose are you ok? Scorp asked me, his eyes swimming with anxiety.
“Yeah I’m fine but you need to leave, that was Toby, and I don’t think he’s planning on leaving any time soon. I’m sorry” I massaged my forehead; I had a headache coming on.
“Sure Rose. You will figure all this out right?” Scorp asked taking my hand in his. I took a deep breath.
“Yes, I will figure all this out, but it will take time so maybe until then we could put this on pause? I don’t want to damage what we have or hurt you” I could feel the tears starting to form.
“Rose, Rose, Rose.” Scorpius sighed “I waited for five years for you to notice me, I think I can wait a little longer” he brushed a piece of stray hair behind my ear. It was strangely soothing.
“I’ll see you around then?” I said wiping a stray tear form my eye.
“Yeah” Scorp said “I’ll see you at school”
I watched scorp climb quietly out of the window and fly away.
From that point on my life began to crumble.
There was a knock at the door “Rose?” Toby called. I wiped my eyes, drew a deep breath, opened the door and walked back into reality.
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It wasn’t until a week later that I saw either Scorp or Toby after that night. I had gotten a terrible head cold after that, a sure sign that I was stressed, I got one every year usually at exam time, this was an early one. I sat by myself in the back of the car on the way to the train station. Hugo has slept over at Lorcan Scamander’s house last night. Those two were as close as Uncle George and Uncle Fred had been.
I had long ago put in my iPod ear buds to drown out the horrible so called noise that my Mother called music. I was listening to Bethany Warbeck singing some song about another break up she had. I don’t particularly like her but Nana Molly got ne her album because Bethany’s mother was big in Nan’s day.
So far I had listened to what felt like hours of endless “Oh baby, you hurt me bad. Oh baby, you make me mad. So charm yourself a new girl because this one is flying away, flying away from you heart”
Yeah I know, lame right. It was that or some other muggle rubbish that my roommate Teagan listens to.
We arrived 45 minutes later at the station. There were hundreds of people already there for their morning commute to work. The muggle school year didn’t start for another few days, so it was crowded with teens waiting for the city trains. I got my trunk out of the car and made my way, with my Mother, to the platform.
Mother gave me her usual ‘stay out of trouble’ talk and gave me a hand full of galleons for the Hogsmead weekends. It was her way of giving allowance money, we got them quarterly and it always totalled to the same amount, she just makes it look like he grabbed it out of her purse.
I smiled weakly and thanked her. Dad had started work early that morning and left a note; he wasn’t that good at saying goodbye and always looked like he would rather be somewhere else. He always sends letters every other week though, so it had to count for something.
I stored my luggage in the back of the train with Mothers help and I said bye again and boarded the train. I found an empty compartment at the back of the train and made myself at home. I lounged out on the seat and turned my iPod up again. I looked at my old tattered watch, it was only 5 to 11 and there was still no sign of James or Toby.
Maybe I had gotten lucky.
A full ten minutes after the train literally lurches from the station (and causing me to fall out of my seat) the door opened and shut quickly.
It was Dominique.
Never saw that coming.
“Hey Rose” she said taking a seat opposite me. “How you been?”
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked her. “You know what will happen if someone tells”
“Trust me, I’m beyond caring, that Jerk.” She shook her head on frustration sending her platinum blonde curls into an endless tangle. “He thinks he can control everyone! He’s told me not to talk or even look at Lysander because he’s in Ravenclaw, and you know what I feel about him, I might as well jump off the back of the train.”
Dom’s been in love with Lysander since she was five and because Lorcan is always at my place, Lysander would have to take him through the floo because he’s still under 13 (Luna didn’t like the floo that much). She would hassle me for information about when Lorcan would be coming over and just happen to turn up an hour before so she could pose on the couch for when they came.
He never seemed to notice that she was there, it was always “Sup?” then he would tell Mother that he would be over at five to collect Lorcan and before he left he always said “See you later” and disappear.
For anyone else in the Hogwarts population it would be very hard to miss the lead chaser of the Gryffindor team lounging on a sofa wearing some low plunge, short skirt ensemble. It was like she was posing for playboy sometimes the outfits were so short and tight and missing a considerable amount of fabric. I constantly tell Dom that the day she is covered in mud will be the days he falls for her. She tells me not to be ridiculous. It’s true though.
“Well why don’t you do something, quit quidditch or do it anyway”
“Yeah right and miss my shot at becoming captain next year? Are you mad?”
“No everyone else is mad; they listen to James for one.”
“Mmmm...” she nodded and rolled her eyes.
We talked for about 15 minutes before she had to ‘report’ to James. We went over the usual; music, family, school and boys, meaning for me spending the best of ten minutes listening to how good Lysander was looking at the station. See, told you she is obsessed.
After Dom left I continued to listen to music and watch the scenery fly past. That was until a familiar brunette walked in.
“Hey Hyperion” I said as he took a seat.” What up?”
“Not much, just though I’d come by and say hello, so hello.” He looked out the window and then caught my eye “Have you talked to what’s-his-face yet?”
“Not yet, I haven’t seen him, must be talking quidditch tactics with James” I rolled my eyes, James was all quidditch, quidditch, quidditch, and most of Gryffindor house (especially the females) agreed with him.
“Yeah right, I know for a fact that he’s nowhere near James or his entourage, some Ravenclaw chick is getting a tonsil wash in compartment 405, and the guy looks fairly familiar, brown hair, tallish and responds to ‘Toby’ I think I might have heard of him.”
I shot Scorp a look and dashed out the door to look at my compartment number. It read 710, he was three carriages ahead. “Are you sure?” I asked Scorp.
(AN: I hope the carriage numbers make sense... each carriage has ten compartments in them so 710 is compartment 10 carriage 7.....)
“I promise I’m not lying” he stated placing his hand over his heart “I’ll wait here and save your seat if you want”
“Thanks, and I hope you’re mistaken.”
I walked slowly up the train to 405. I arrived just as Toby walked out; his hair dishevelled and his normally straight tie askew.
He did a double take “Rose? Where have you been? I’ve looked everywhere for you.”
“Obviously you have been looking really hard” I said my voice full of doubt.
“Ummm.... yeah... well” he said running his hand through his hair. “I looked everywhere and asked everyone.”
I rolled my eyes and walked off back to my compartment.
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AN: sorry it took so long everything has been soooooooo busy!
I have about half of the next chapter done so that will be out soon
Thanks for reading and don’t forget to review :D
Ps: i totally made the Bethany Warbeck lyrics up..... sorry if they sound weird.... i wrote them at 4am
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