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Knew it All Along by randomwriter
Chapter 2 : To First Times
 
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 Maybe if I shut my eyes real hard and pretend that the world worships me, I can be JKR and own all of this.

Just kidding :P
Here’s chapter 2. Quick update going out to wildcat for being so nice and dropping in a review.
Enjoy!


 

 









 









“You know, Rose. This is strong shit”, he tells me.

“It’s not like I’ve never had alcohol before, Malfoy. “

I hadn’t.

I grab the almost empty bottle from him, throw back my head, and gulp down its remnants without inhibition.

My mistake.

I feel a fiery, intense burning sensation as soon as the golden liquid makes contact with my throat. I swallow, never the less. I refuse to lose face in front of a Malfoy.

Hey, wait. Did he just call me Rose?


“What did you call me?”

“Rose. I am told that it happens to be your name.”

I hit him lightly on the arm. And… giggle.

For Merlin’s sake, I do not giggle. EVER.

“You know what we should do?”

“Hmmm?”

“Get you another drink.”

“I thought this was ‘strong shit’? Maybe even too strong for me?”

“Oh. I think you can handle it”, he says, grabbing me by the wrist and pulling me towards the make-shift bar in the corner of the room. He lets go of my hand and makes his way through the small crowd around the bar. A minute later, he emerges with two bottles of firewhiskey.

“A whole bottle?”, I ask, not bothering to mask my surprise.
He shrugs. So…what the hell, right? I mean James’ birthday parties only come thrice a year.


Once again, I try to take in as much as I can in one swig. However, I end up embarrassing myself, coughing and spluttering, with firewhiskey all over my t-shirt.

“Whoa. Slow down there. We have all night.”

*suggestive wink*

WHAT!?

I decide to ignore this and drink in silence, while pretending that nothing out of the ordinary happened. Although, us getting along for more than five minutes is definitely ‘out of the ordinary’.

“Can you imagine our fathers’ expressions if they saw this?”, I ask him, just to break the silence. He gives me an odd look, which is somewhere between confusion, apprehension and… desire?

By now, both our bottles are almost empty, just like the room. There are a few couples making out like their lives depend on it. There are few other people who are dancing wildly, most of them, clearly drunk out of their minds. I notice that we are the only two people sitting on the couch, apparently talking. I quickly survey the room to see if any of our close friends are around. I notice that both Pat and Alice have left. Dominique is dancing with Richard ‘The Creep’ Crawley. She is clearly drunk. I can see them slimily moving their bodies against each other, dancing to the beat. James is making out with slut number ‘I haven’t bothered to keep count'. Al has passed out on the floor near the bar. Lucas, one of my best friends is nowhere to be seen. All of my other friends have either left/passed out/gone to secluded areas or bedrooms to ‘do the dirty’.

Thank Merlin I won’t have to explain my civilities with Malfoy to anybody else in the morning.

Malfoy is still looking at me weirdly. I guess he’s not going to answer that one. I fear that I’ve crossed some sort of invisible line by mentioning our fathers, but before I can hastily change the topic, he answers, with a giant smirk across his pretty face.

“Well, that’d show them I guess.”

He scoots closer and discretely rests his palm on my thigh. He’s bending over so close that I can see the tiny light gray specs in his wonderfully dark eyes. They almost look silvery in this light, a dark and exquisite shade of silver. His blond hair is sticking up in about fifty odd directions. His pale skin has gained a rosy flush across the cheeks, probably due to the alcohol. I reach out my hand and place my palm on his chest. I can almost feel his abs underneath.

“You look good in black.”

The words escape my mouth before my brain even has a chance to process what’s going on. And in my alcohol induced haze, I don’t even mind that I’ve just said this to him. It’s his fault for being undeniably handsome, so friggin gorgeous…so…

His mouth descends on mine before I can come with up anything else and now there’s no turning back. We kiss like there is no tomorrow. It’s clear that he has a fair bit of experience in the department because he is so SO good. I can’t stop myself. I can’t bring myself to even want to.

We break apart for some air.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all night”, he admits, his voice hoarse.

“It’s funny, cause now I want to that all night”, I reply in a sickeningly sweet voice that sounds so much like Dom’s flirty voice.

He smiles and bends in again, but stops just suddenly, just centimeters away from my face, our noses almost touching.

“Rose. You look beautiful. Your hair. Your eyes. Just everything. I thought I should tell you before I don't have the chance. Please don’t stop this.”

He leans in again and our lips touch briefly. I can literally feel my heart beating, but he pulls away. I open my eyes in disappointment, which soon turns to horror. Alice Longbottom is trying desperately to pull us apart and she is very much sober. Her expression is scary.




 

 







 










I awake with a jolt. Annoyed, I sit up and look at with bewitched alarm clock on my bed-side table, which reads 3:13 A.M. Unfortunately, my mind doesn’t pay heed to that. Apparently it still wants to think about this dream.

Actually, if I may be honest, that wasn’t even a dream. It was more like a memory. The memory of James’ sixteenth birthday party, where I had my first taste of alcohol and got messed up enough to have my first kiss with Scorpius Malfoy. It was also the first time a boy had called me beautiful. Or maybe that was the alcohol talking?

Either way, it was a night of firsts.

I remember waking up the following morning with a serious hangover. Alice questioned me thoroughly and I had no option but to spill out all the details. She obviously insisted that I tell Pat. The two of them promised that they would never breathe a word to any of my relatives or other friends. I did, however, tell Lucas about it.

Malfoy, on the other hand, chose to act like the incident never happened. To my fifteen year old heart, it was almost like rejection. It’s not like I liked him anyway. It’s just that I guess I expected a little less enmity from him. If not that, I at least hoped that he would talk to me about it so that we could close the case on account of drunken misjudgment. I guess I just wanted an opportunity to explain myself.

We carried on for the rest of the year as if nothing had changed. We still fought over the stupidest issues. And within a few months, that night with Malfoy was almost forgotten. 

(...As if)

Now, let me tell you about Scorpius Malfoy. It’s not like we’re ‘I-hate-you-so-much-I-could-blow-your-head-off’ kind of enemies. We don’t get along, but that could be mainly because we’ve never tried. We’ve always tried to out-do each other. Once in a while, we manage to be almost friendly, somewhat. Till we are reminded of who the other is. My relationship with him is some sort of a mystery, even to me.

But it annoys me that I actually have begun to notice some nice things about him.

I hate how good looking he is.

I hate how smart he is.

I hate how he’s so good with words.

I hate how almost every girl in Hogwarts is ready to worship the ground on which he walks.

When I hear people talking about him, calling him clever, funny or interesting, I don’t even doubt them. Because I know it’s true. He’s arrogant and annoying, but I can’t deny any of that.

I look back at my alarm clock, which now read 5:27 A.M, and I realize that I’ve just spent over two hours thinking about him. I thank Merlin that it’s a Sunday and go back to sleep. Hopefully, he’ll stay out of my dreams for now.

Unfortunately, this is proving to be a little harder than I thought. Because, every time I close my eyes, it’s his face I see, reminding me of that night, and of first times.



 











 

Author's note:
A little boring? Sorry, this was kind of a filler.
Anyway, please do review this. It would mean so much to me and I will love you forever. Thanks! :)


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