Chapter 9: An Un-Ordinary Week
Scorpius didn't speak to me again until a few days later. I'd been genuinely worried that I'd done something awful, and he was going to realise that he was a thousand times better than me and break up with me. It had gotten to the point where I had to duck into the girls bathroom every time I saw him in the corridor because I felt a panic attack coming on. That was where Rose found me on Thursday afternoon.
“Scorpius is looking for you,” she frowned at me, her hair back to its usual bushy texture. “Are you alright?”
“I'm fine,” I hiccupped, trying to breathe deeply and slow my pulse down. I leaned against the sink and splashed my face with cold water, and swore when it made my make up run down my face.
“Well, he's waiting outside for you,” she told me, and left. I quickly cleaned myself up and prayed to Rowena Ravenclaw that my heart would stop hammering.
I was planning on just slipping out casually and running away as fast as humanly possible, but Scorp had other plans. He literally held his arm out in front of the door and caught me around the waist and dragged me off to somewhere more private.
“Hey!” I said indignantly, but he refused to let go. I tried to pull myself in the opposite direction.
“I'll carry you,” he threatened, and I gave up immediately. There was no way I wanted everyone in the entire school seeing my knickers.
“Couldn't you have just asked me to come with you?” I said irritably.
“And given you a chance to sneak off? No way,” I could hear the grin in his voice. “You're practically a Slytherin sometimes.”
“How many muggle-borns are in Slytherin?” I challenged him.
He chuckled. “More than you'd think.”
Eventually we came to a quite corridor near the library. Scorpius span me around to face him, his hands still on my waist to prevent me from leaving.
“I'm sorry,” he said quickly, blurting it all out in a rush. “It's just, well, Veela really freak me out. I didn't like what that potion did to you.”
“Why?” I asked, more out of curiosity than still being mad.
“They look all lovely and charming on the outside, but then they can turn,” his grey eyes were frantic. “You're all lovely on both the outside and the inside, and I don't ever want that to change.”
“Er, ok,” I wasn't really sure how else to respond.
“I've missed you,” he grinned at me, leaning down for a kiss.
I stood on my tiptoes to meet his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms tightened around my waist and I realised that I'd forgotten how good it felt to be wrapped in his arms.
“Oi!” Albus' voice came from around the corner. “Boys and girls are to remain six inches apart at all times.”
“You're joking,” I narrowed my eyes at him.
“You're not so scary now you look normal again,” he ruffled my hair. I glared at him while smoothing it back down.
“Albus Potter, you are a prick,” I told him bluntly, and Scorpius let go of my waist and laced his fingers into mine. “Now go away, we weren't done talking.”
“You weren't talking,” Albus pointed out, so I kicked him and he finally buggered off.
Scorpius' lips met mine again as soon as he'd gone. Reluctantly, I pulled away.
“What's wrong?” he frowned, reading the look on my face.
I bit my lip, knowing I was being silly but still feeling insecure all the same.
“What?” he urged.
“Well, when Rose took the potion... you were looking at her and it just got to me. You've never once looked at me like I'm the most beautiful person in the world and we're bloody well engaged. I got scared that you were going to leave me when you realised that I'm boring and dull and plain and that's why I took the potion.”
“That's stupid, Em,” he said gently.
“Is it?” I asked, and my voice shook.
“Yes,” he stroked my cheek. “I love you. Of course I think you're the most beautiful person in the world. And you're definitely not boring, dull or plain.”
“You're insane,” I rolled my eyes, but let him reassure me.
“I'm not. If anything, I'm not worthy of you.”
“Oh, not this again,” I said, taking his hand again and heading towards the Great Hall for dinner.
“Alright, I'll stop,” Scorp said cheerfully. “So we're ok?”
“More than ok,” I stopped walking to smile up at him, reaching up to give him a soft peck on the lips.
Of course, by that point we were in the main corridor on the second floor, which was packed full of students, namely first years that had just come out of Charms, who squealed at us kissing.
“Oi! No PDA!” Rose shouted at us from the other end of the corridor, pushing her way through the throng. “I'll have to take points for that!”
I raised an eyebrow. “I'd like to see you try, Weasley.”
Disgruntled, she addressed Scorpius. “So you made up then?”
“Yeah,” Scorp said, squeezing my fingers gently.
“Good,” she said. “You two are bloody awful when you're in a mood with each other.”
“We've only had the one argument since we got back together!” I said, scandalised.
“Yes, but you didn't see how utterly depressed he looked before you did,” Rose said bluntly. “You weren't in half his classes then. He looked like an abandoned puppy.”
“I did not,” Scorp insisted. “I was sad, but I wasn't that bad!”
“You were pretty bad, mate,” Albus had slipped through the crowd and was behind us.
“I was not!”
“What was Scorp not?” Charlie asked, as we managed to descend to the Entrance hall and met up with him.
“Depressed when he was single,” Albus smirked.
“Yeah you totally were,” Charlie agreed seriously. “I didn't even know you then and I was worried for your health.”
Scorp groaned. “Can we change the subject please? Especially seeing as I'll never be single ever again, I really don't see how it's relevant.”
“It's not relevant, it's bloody funny,” Albus grinned as we sat down at our usual spot at the end of the Ravenclaw table, and we were quickly joined by Louise and Allie.
“I hate you guys,” Scorp glared at them.
“New topic,” Albus announced. “What's the password for the Slytherin common room?”
“Why?” Rose asked.
“James figured out how to get into Hufflepuff Basement and Ravenclaw Tower,” Albus shrugged. “It'll really piss him off if I know the password to the Slytherin Dungeon.”
“To be fair, everyone knows how to get into the Hufflepuff common room,” I pointed out. “And if you're intelligent enough, you'll get into the Ravenclaw common room too.”
“The password changes,” Scorp said. “So even if I told you, there'd be a new one next week anyway.”
“Pleeeeeeease?” Albus begged unashamedly.
Scorp rolled his eyes. “Fine.”
We ate dinner quickly, thanks to Albus wanting to get into the Slytherin common room, and hurried down to the dungeons. Charlie left at the kitchens to go to his own common room, and Rose... well I think she just wanted to make sure Albus didn't get too overexcited. Scorp murmured the password at the blank wall and it slid open to reveal the Slytherin common room.
Admittedly, the last time I was here I'd been preoccupied. I hadn't noticed the greenish glow on the walls from the lake. It was kind of beautiful, in a haunting way.
“Ok, this is quite cool,” Albus admitted, pulling a polaroid camera out of his bag and handing it to Rose, who'd wrinkled her nose at the common room. “Oh, come on Rosie, it's not that bad!”
“There's no light in here!” she protested, raising the camera up to her eye as Albus threw his arm over Scorp's shoulders and gave a large cheesy grin. Scorp escaped quickly as Rose handed the camera back to Albus, and came to me and gave me a soft peck on the lips.
The flash from the camera was practically blinding. I scowled at Albus. He departed quickly with Rose on his heels for the owlery, writing a crude message to James on the back of the developing photograph of him and Scorpius.