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In Love and War by Phoenix Quill
Chapter 16 : Albus Returns
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  Albus fucking Potter was standing in front of me, with an expression as if he’d just seen a ghost. Although, since I was probably scowling fiercely, I wouldn’t blame him.

“I - I - can we step out-outside, p-please?” Heh. The poor kid was stuttering. He didn’t have half the courage of his siblings. Probably why he didn’t get into Gryffindor.

“I guess we could.” Albus gulped and ran out, checking behind his shoulder to see that I was following. I trailed him to just outside an empty classroom before I grabbed his collar and slammed him into the wall with a loud thud. He cursed and started coughing.

“Okay, you little twerp, tell me what the fuck you wanted me for, and then let me leave. I don’t want to be around a slug like you.” Albus gulped and pulled out a letter with trembling fingers.

“I - I - just r-read it, please.” I released him and took the letter. The little spineless git ran for it, back into the Great Hall, as I opened the well-thumbed parchment.

Dear Taylor,

I’m seriously sorry. For everything. It’s all my fault. I know I’ve been a dick lately...well, for most of my life. Just wanted to tell you once more that I’m sorry.


I sighed and ripped up the letter. This guy was pretty damn thick. Seriously, I’d rejected him about ten times by now, and I was most definitely in love with Scorpius, not with a puny little brat like -

Hang love?

I froze for a second, thinking. I did love Scorpius....but I wasn’t ready to tell him yet. No, better to keep it to myself.

I bit my lip and looked up. Everyone was streaming out of the Great Hall, including my friends. I walked over, but paused. Jasmine was splitting from the group. Strange. I watched her walk towards the stairs, and as soon as she was out of sight, I ran after her, puzzled. Jasmine ran up the stairs, as did I, quietly of course, going towards Ravenclaw Tower. She quickly cracked the logic puzzle and went in. I walked up to the knocker and took a breath.

“I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, to live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. What am I?”

“The future.” The knocker smiled - yeah, it’s an eagle, yet it stills smiles - and the door opened. I snuck in, looking around. Jasmine was sitting on the couch, smiling at someone. I couldn’t see their face.

“I’m glad you’re here. Really, I am. I thought you were still hung up on her.”

“No, of course not. She was nothing but a passing affection, a small spark. You are like a raging inferno in my heart.” The voice was smooth, polished, and familiar. I frowned as I struggled to remember it.

“Well, you certainly put on a good show with your words. Let’s see what else that pretty mouth can do.” The boy leaned forward, twining his hands in Jasmine’s hair. I started to feel uncomfortable, especially when Jasmine’s hands started moving lower. I finally felt I had to say something, or at least make a sound. I coughed slightly, which made Jasmine break off and turn around.

“Uh, hi Jasmine.” She glared at me, brushing back a stray bit of hair.

“How long have you been standing there?”

“Not long. I was looking for Kaitlin, and I saw you two. Speaking of which, who is the latest fling?” Jasmine blushed and ducked her head, letting me see the guy. My eyes met emerald green ones.


“Hey, this is awkward.”

Yeah, awkward was starting to become my middle name.






I got out of there as quickly as I could, mind spinning. Only days ago, Albus had seemed to be absolutely devoted to me, but now he was making out with one of my friends?

Maybe he’s trying to make you jealous.

Oh, shut up, cynical voice! Go back to your cave!

Just saying. And I don’t live in a cave.

Well, maybe you should!

Holy shit, I was talking to myself. That’s a sign of going crazy.

So is paranoia.

Oh, for fucks sake, go move into a cave!

I had reached the common room by now, and was standing at the brick wall. I whispered the password and walked in, looking around. Scorpius was sitting on the couch, writing an essay. I walked over and sat down next to him.

Well, more of a graceful collapse.

Who am I kidding, I plonked myself down with about the amount of grace an overweight Hippogriff with a broken leg might muster.

“Hey, Lori. What’s up?” I sighed and told the entire story, from me throwing Albus against the wall, his strange letter, and finally walking in on Jasmine snogging him on the couch. After the story was done, both Scorpius and I were speechless.

“Well...that certainly is awkward.”

“No shit, Sherlock.” Scorpius glared at me and wrote something down on his parchment. I looked over at it.

“Whatcha writing?”

“Ancient Runes essay.” I groaned and clutched my head in faked agony.

“How can you do such a complex subject? I mean, all those runes you have to learn! Who even uses runes anymore?” Scorpius laughed and rolled up the parchment, putting it on the small table by the side of the couch.

“I just finished anyway. It’s not actually complex once you memorize the various meanings of the runes. For example-“ I yawned, closing my eyes.

“I’m bored already. Seriously, how can - ouch!” Scorpius had taken advantage of my lack of sight and hit me with a pillow.

“It’s not boring if you give it a go!” I opened my eyes and grabbed the nearest pillow, flinging it at him. It hit his chest, bouncing off. Scorpius grinned and grabbed it, throwing it back at me.

“Oh, now it’s on.” I jumped up and started swinging the pillow around with little co-ordination and even less effect. Scorpius just laughed and actually hit me with his pillow. After a brief ‘fight’, we just threw away the pillows and tackled each other, ending up on the couch - and snogging, naturally.

“Oh, get a room, you two.” I looked up and saw Jasmine, grinning at me.

“Oh, because you of all people can say that. Besides, this is the common room, after all.” Jasmine poked her tongue out at me and sat down, playing with a loose thread on her top.

“Look, about that, I’m sorry. I should have told you I was snogging Albus. I know he had a thing for you, and to see him making out with me might have shocked you.”

“Whoa, whoa, it wasn’t the making out that shocked me. You see, he gave me a letter today, which I tore up, saying how sorry he was...again. I thought maybe he was trying to make a move on me, so to walk in on you two making out was....yeah, it was a surprise.” Jasmine laughed nervously and tossed back her hair.

“It was a one time thing, anyway. I wanted to see if he was a good snogger, he is, but I don’t like him or anything.” I nodded and put my arm around Scorpius.

“Well, maybe you’ll find the right one soon. Merlin knows I did.” Scorpius grinned and fake-punched me on the arm. I responded with a real punch.

“Ouch! That hurt! Try to scale down the macho-ness, please!”

“If that hurt, your own macho-ness needs some work, boy.” Jasmine looked at us and sighed.

“I’ll leave you two to your lover’s quarrel. See you later.” Jasmine walked out, leaving Scorpius and I alone. I glanced after her and shrugged at Scorpius.

“She seems a little off today. Wonder why?”

“I dunno. Maybe she’s a little upset about you walking in on her and Albus snogging.” I sighed and lay back.

“Yeah, I guess so. Should I apologise?”

“Yes. March yourself up and apologise to her right this minute!”

“Okay, okay, I’m going. Hopefully I survive.” Scorpius grinned and slapped my arm, pushing me up.

“Go on, you won’t be killed. I’ll still be here when you get back, I promise.” I grinned and poked my tongue out at him, going into the girl’s dorm. I quickly found hers and walked in, biting my lip. Jasmine was sitting on her bed, crying softly.

“Jasmine? Jasmine, I want to apologise, for walking in on you. I should have knocked, or....or something.” She didn’t look up, just kept crying. I took a step forward.

“Jasmine? A-are you okay?” Jasmine put her head down lower, still crying loudly. I walked forward and saw her clutching a letter, written in green ink. Jasmine’s mother always used green ink.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Jasmine just shoved the letter at me, still crying. I took it gingerly and read it, trying to ignore the smudges where her tears had rolled over the writing and made it run.

Dear Jasmine,

I’m very sorry to say this, but your father and I are getting a divorce this month. We’ve been distant from each other and fighting for about three months, and now it’s gotten to the stage where enough is enough. You can either live with me, or move in with your father in a new house, in Hogsmeade.


I put the letter down and sat on the bed next to Jasmine. “I’m so, so sorry.” Jasmine laughed darkly and looked up at me, eye makeup smudged and running in little black trails down her cheeks.

“Please. I know it’s because of me they’re divorcing. Dad never wanted kids, but Mum did, and when she found out she was pregnant, she was overjoyed. Dad, not so much. They didn’t even mean to have kids - they were drunk and had sex and I was made. Dad never liked me, ever. That’s why I don’t have siblings.” I took her hand, at a loss as to what to say.

“Jasmine....I know how you feel.”

“No you don’t. Your parents love each other. They never fight or anything.” I sighed and bit my lip, trying to keep my own tears back.

“N-no, they don’t. M-Mum left Dad, a year ago. I-I didn’t tell anyone, and I o-only told Sc-Scorpius a little w-while ago...” The tears spilled forward despite my attempts to hold them back, raining hot despair onto my cheeks. Jasmine put her arms around me, also crying, and soon enough we were weeping our eyes out over our stupid parents leaving each other.

After about ten minutes of pathetic sobbing, my tears dried up, as did Jasmine’s. We looked at each other, me biting my lip, her playing with a strand of hair.

“Never speak of this. Ever.”

“Got it. After all, our manly girl reputation is on the line, right?” Jasmine laughed and stood up.

“C’mon, let’s get this crap off our faces and layer on some more.” I giggled and walked into the bathroom with her, smiling.

Hey, at least I got all that crying stuff out.

And I got a free makeup sess.

Always look at the bright side.






After recovering from our...ahem, talking session, Jasmine went to the library, and I went back to Scorpius.

“So, how’d it go?”

“Great. She accepted the apology, we had a talk, and we redid our makeup.” Scorpius raised his eyebrow.

“Why the makeup?” I sat down with a small grin.

“It’s a girl thing. You make up, then you makeup. Get it?”

“That was an awful pun. You should be ashamed.”

“Oh, fuck you.”

“You already did that.” I punched him on the arm, hard. Scorpius yelped and rubbed where I had hit him.

“Oh, want me to kiss it better, star boy?” I pressed my lips against the spot, before moving them up to his lips. Scorpius broke off, breathing hard.

“Okay, we have to go back to the Room, because what I want to do to you cannot be done here or in either of our dorms.” I laughed and stood up, waving my wand. Two broomsticks flew in, hovering at each of our hips.

“Well then, let’s make the trip fast.” Scorpius grinned and got onto the broomstick, as did I. We zoomed out the door, breezing past some poor shocked third-years, and out onto the stairs. By some miracle, we didn’t pass a single teacher, making it to the Room without any trouble. I stopped at the door and thought to myself ‘I need a place to have a date’ until the door emerged. We walked in and were greeted by the familiar date setup.

“Well, let’s hope the Room is as perverse as last time.” Scorpius went up to the bedside table and opened the draw. With a triumphant grin, he pulled out a condom.

“Yep, it is. Might as well make use of it.” I smiled and went over to the bed, pulling off my clothes as I did.

Oops, neglected this story. I did have a schedule, and I missed my deadline by two days on this. Stupid exams and music stuff... *mutters evilly*

Anyway, any thoughts? Any tears? Any curses at me for leaving this story to almost rot? If so, review! I love getting abused for abandoning stories!

Cheers, Phoenix Quill :D

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