Chapter 9 : Nine
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I grabbed Louis by the arm and pulled him out of the Great Hall, with Lucy and Lysander trailing after us. I picked the first broom cupboard we came to and shoved him into it. Lucy and Lysander squeezed in after us and shut the door.
"Already pushing me into broom cupboards? You sure you're not getting ahead of yourself, Darcy?" he smirked. He was standing much closer than I was comfortable with, but with so many people jammed in here, I didn't have much of a choice in the matter.
"Shut up," I said, glaring at him. "Louis, what the bloody hell was that?"
"What, just a second ago?" he asked innocently. I nodded, still glaring. "Well, if I remember correctly, that was you agreeing to be my girlfriend."
"Yeah, because you blackmailed me into it! I thought you said the deal was I went on a date with you and we were done!"
"That was the deal, but then I realized that I didn't want us to be done."
"So you blackmail me into being your girlfriend?" I hissed.
Lucy and Lysander stood silently, staring at us openly, because they were clearly both as shocked as I was. Even I didn't think Louis would sink this low.
"You didn't have to agree to it, you know," he said.
"You bloody well know that I did!"
"What's so bad about people finding about the Towel Incident, anyway?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at me.
"What's so bad..." I trailed off, shocked, before putting my hands on my hips and staring him down. "You want to know what's so bad about people finding out? Ok, I'll tell you why. Firstly, I'm not a prefect, and therefore I'd get points taken from Hufflepuff for being in the prefect's bathroom. Secondly, everyone in the entire school, including teachers, would find out that you saw me getting out of the bath! Do you know how embarrassing that would be?"
"They'd get over it."
"You don't get it. You're involved, and that means you're entire bloody family would find out eventually, which would lead to someone in my family finding out and telling my parents! How would you feel if you were me and had to face your parents after they found out that a boy caught you naked in a bathroom where you weren't supposed to be in in the first place?"
"Technically you weren't naked," he smirked. "You were wearing a towel."
I smacked his arm and he frowned, rubbing the spot that I'd hit. I rolled my eyes and opened the door to the broom cupboard, and starting walking towards Herbology. It was more like stomping than walking, actually.
"Dee, wait!" I heard Lysander call, and turned to see him walking towards me with Lucy and Louis.
"Why is he here?" I asked, glancing at Louis, not willing to fully acknowledge him. I didn't care in the slightest if I was being immature.
"You're my girlfriend remember?" Louis said.
"Don't make me smack you again. You can at least try not to act like a prat, you know. Because if you keep this up anyone will be able to see that our feelings for each other aren't mutual."
"You two can talk about this later," Lucy interrupted, as Louis opened his mouth to say something. "We have to get to Herbology, Dee."
"Do I get a goodbye kiss?" Louis asked innocently.
"Don't push your luck, Weasley," I said, hearing him laugh to himself as I grabbed Lucy and Lysander to walk to class. "He is so annoying!"
"Are you sure it's worth it? Being his girlfriend, I mean," Lucy said.
"You know I have to go through with this!" I said desperately.
"But, Dee, if people did find out, would it really be so bad?"
"Don't tell me you're taking his side."
"I'm not taking anyone's side! Just think about it. So your parents find out, and it's embarrassing for a while. But people would get over it. And we'd be here for you."
I was quiet as we reached the greenhouses just in time for class, and went to get our instructions from Professor Sprout. Herbology passed in a bit of a daze, as I thought over the events of the morning. I cringed as I pictured my parents faces if they ever found out what had happened with Louis. Out of everything, I think that was what I was the most worried about, and what my friends didn't understand. I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing my parents like this, especially if they heard about the Towel Incident through a rumor chain, rather than hearing it from me.
I didn't know if I could look at my dad and tell him what happened. He always called me his beautiful little girl, so how could I ruin that by telling him I had been seen almost naked by a seventeen year old boy in a forbidden bathroom?
"Dee, the bell rang, class is over," Lysander said, giving my shoulder a light shake.
"Oh. Sorry," I said, shaking my head and following them out of the greenhouses and up towards the castle.
"You're really worried about this, aren't you?" Lucy asked softly.
I nodded, a sour feeling settling in the pit of my stomach as I pictured my parents' shocked faces if and when they found out. Which would be never if I could help it.
"I have to keep this up, Lu. I can't let anyone find out about what happened."
"If you have to, then I won't try and talk you out of it. And trust me, I'll do everything in my power to keep Louis in check," she said, linking one arm in mine and the other in Lysander's.
"Thank you," I breathed, feeling a rush of relief. If there was anyone who could control Louis, it was Lucy. She could be scary when she wanted to be.
"You'll be ok. You always do manage to get out of sticky situations,"Lysander laughed.
"Thanks, Lys," I said, grinning and feeling much better than I had earlier.
I smiled to myself as we walked back to the castle for our break, and hoped that Lysander was right and that I'd be ok. Usually I was pretty optimistic about situations like this, but this time, I wasn't so sure. And that scared me. I needed a plan.
"Hey, Louis," I said, sitting down across from him at a table in the library.
"Hey, you," he said, giving me a wink and smirking to himself. I shook off the feeling of revulsion that had settled over me and leaned closer to him, wanting to keep our conversation private. He followed suit and leaned over the table towards me. "I have to say, I like where this is heading."
I rolled my eyes.
"I just want to talk. I know you're capable of having a legitimate conversation, so could you humor me? You are my boyfriend, after all," I said. Ok, I wasn't going to be calling him my boyfriend again any time soon. It left a bad taste in my mouth.
"Sure thing," he grinned, showing off a mouth full of perfect, white teeth. Or, you know, as perfect as they can be when the guy they're attached to is a git.
"We both know why I agreed to this," I started, and he nodded, letting me know that I could continue. "But I don't want either of us to be miserable, and I don't want to fight all the time."
"So what are you saying?" he asked, his eyebrows knitting together.
"I'm saying that we should try and compromise. This has to at least look like it's working, doesn't it?"
He bit his lip, thinking it over.
"Compromise can work. So I guess I can try not to annoy you as often. Even if you're so entertaining when you spit fire," he smirked.
"I don't spit fire!"
Well that came out louder than I intended it to. We got a few glares, and plenty of students were now staring at us, so I motioned for Louis to follow me out of the library, and opened the door of a broom cupboard that was in the corridor that was steadily filling with students.
"And we're back in a broom cupboard. Any particular reason why?" he asked innocently.
"Do your thoughts ever revolve around anything other than snogging?"
He laughed, leaning against the wall behind him.
"But really, why are we in here?" he asked.
"We're not done talking and this is the only place close by that was private! I don't exactly want people eavesdropping on this conversation."
"Good point. So where were we? Oh, I remember, we were talking about what a firecracker you are," he said with a wink.
"You really aren't as funny as you seem to think you are," I said drily. "But my point is we can't try and take the mick out of each other all the time or there's no way anyone will believe I wasn't blackmailed into this relationship. So I guess I'm trying to say that I'm willing to put some effort into this if you are. Granted, I have a lot more to lose if this doesn't work out, but I don't exactly have any other options."
"Ok then, we compromise."
"Lovely. Now that this is all settled, I think were done here," I said, reaching for the door handle.
"Not quite," Louis said, leaning down towards me. I pushed him away with both hands, and leaned back.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not going to snog you," I said, shuddering, and opening the broom cupboard door.
"You did say we were just having a conversation, so I'll give you this one. See, I can compromise," he said with a smirk.
"Well, while it's been great to work on our, er, relationship," I said, forcing the word out of my throat. "I'm going to go."
"Ok. But Darcy," he called, making me stop and turn around. "You're going to have to kiss me sooner or later."
I swear I almost ended our relationship right then and there. Compromising was going to be a lot harder than I thought.
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