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Troubled times by Weasley55
Chapter 7 : What?
 
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What!” I screamed, jumping up. To be honest with you, Abby looked rather shocked at my outburst and moved back a bit. She probably had good reason to. I had got the Weasley temper. “I'm going to find him.”

“What? Ro! Don't do that!” But I had already gone.

Sprinting down to the Slytherin common room, I said the password (we often exchanged the Gryffindor password for the it). Furious, I spotted a first year, and screamed at him to tell me where the seventh years boys dorm was. I probably looked demented. Not that I cared.

I burst into there room, but immediately regretted that. Malfoy was standing there with his shirt off. As he raised his eyebrows at me, I looked at him, my eyes resting a little to long on his well defined chest. Unfortunately, he noticed.

“Like what you see?” He asked smirking.

“You wish.” I scoffed back.

“Well, I assume you came here for your cousin?”

“No shit Sherlock. Where is he?” Instead of answering, Malfoy just nodded his head towards the door of the bathroom.

“Albus Severus Potter!” I screamed at the door, feeling a twisted sense if satisfaction as I used his full name, as I knew that he was probably cringing inside the bathroom right now. He hated his full name. “Get your fucking arse out fucking here right fucking now!” Wow, I should have a contest with Abby. Even Malfoy took a step back as I yelled. No one, I mean no one, messed with the Wotter family when they lost their temper. I mean, no one who wanted to keep their sanity.

Five minutes later, Albus (note the use of his full name) came out of the bathroom, also without a top on and looking slightly scared. Before I let lose, I thought how many girls in the school would want to be in my position right, with a topless Albus and topless Malfoy. To many. Have I mentioned about the fan clubs? Well, every single Wotter male that has passed through the school has a fan club of girls. It's ridiculous really. Malfoy used to have one, only g-d knows why, but after a few months everyone realised that he was only interested in me. Unfortunately. I would much rather he chose another girl to pick on.

Anyway, as soon as Albus walked into the room, I pounced on him. Literally. “What the fuck Albus?”

“Rose! Get off me!” I didn't. I was way to strong for him. “Rose! I can't talk if you don't get off me!” I got off him then. Rounding on me, Albus glared. “What the fuck was that for?”

“For asking out McLaggen!” Out of the corner my eye, I saw Malfoy leave the room. Oh look, he does have some brains. You learn something knew every day.

“You can't control who I go out with!”

“Albus. Do you know what she is?” I asked my voice dropping dangerously, my eyes flashing. Albus backed away a bit. He knew me to well. “She's a fucking slag that's what she is. She bullies first years, and hates everyone in my dorm. Including me, but especially Abby. And do you know why she hates Abby? ‘Cos Abby got annoyed in first year when she teased Sophie Lewis about being muggle born. She teased her about being muggle born. My mum was tortured for being muggle born. It's not right Albus!”

“That was in first year Rose! We were all stupid back then! We were eleven!”

“So?” I asked him. “Eleven year olds should still know the difference between right and wrong. I did.”

“Oh please.” Albus scoffed. “When you were eleven, you were to busy closing people off. Why? Oh yeah, you lost your faith. Who did you come to to get it back? Me. So sod off.”

Immediately, I stood up to my full height, my eyes flashing, my voice dropping even more. He had hit me right where it hurt, and he knew that. I saw the realisation of the true meaning of what he had said cross his face, and suddenly he looked horrified.

“How dare you bring that up, Albus? You know how hard it was for me, and you bring it up now? I'm disgusted.” And with that I turned at headed towards the door.

“Ro, I'm sorry, I…”

Turning back, I saw him cringe back under my glare, although I was trying hard not to cry. “You what Albus? You shouldn't have said that? Well, you did. And you can't take it back.” And then I really did leave.

***

“Ro, where have you been?” Layla exclaimed as I entered the dorm an hour later.

“I went to see my cousin.” I answered. The truth was that after I had left my pathetic excuse for a cousin, I had spent an hour crying in the room of requirement. I still couldn't believe that he had brought that up.

“And it took that long?” Layla asked, obviously suspicious. I nodded mutely. “Okay.” She said finally, her eyes slightly narrowed.

“Where's Abby? I asked changing the subject.

Nodding her head towards the bathroom door, Layla leaned closer to me and said quietly “she was crying on her bed when I came in, but when I asked her what was wrong she didn't tell me, just walked into the bathroom and has been there ever since.”

Looking at Layla worriedly, I walked over to the bathroom door.

“Ab? It's me. Can I come in?” Hearing a soft ‘yeah’ in response, I slowly opened the door just enough so that I could get in, so that the others, who were trying desperately to look though the door. Closing it behind me, I walked over to Abby. She was in a huddle on the floor, and her shoulders were shaking. She wasn't crying anymore, but her eyes were still red and puffy.

“Abby?” No response. “Abs.” I said, a little more forcefully. At this she raised her head and looked at me.

“Ab, listen. McLaggen has no chance with Albus. He’s not like that. As soon as he realises what a prick she is, he’ll break up with her. I promise.”

“But what if he doesn't?”

“He will.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I've been friends with my cousin since forever. I know him.”

“Really?”

“Really. And in the mean time, you can hardly sit crying the whole time.” I said, then added with a smirk, “You should be thinking of ways that you can get rid of bitchface.”

“Yeah, I guess you're right.”

“Of course I am. I'm always right.”

“Of course you are. How could I forget?” Abby said, with the ghost of a smile on her face.

“I know right! Come on.” I said dragging her up. Before she could respond, I had cast a non-verbal aguamenti charm on her to cool down her face, and dried off her clothes.

“There. Much better.” I smiled, looking at her.

“Why are you so fucking clever Ro?” Abby said.

“Because I'm just amazing in every possible way.”

“Of course you are.” Abby replied, rolling her eyes. Hitting her on the head, I opened the door and stepped into the dorm. Layla opened her mouth to say something, but I silenced her with a look, and she quickly shut it again.

Looking around the room, I noticed Nalini also looked a bit sad. Then I remembered. I had been so worried about Abby that I completely forgot that Nal had a crush on him to. Please g-d, kill me now. Suddenly, I had an idea.

“Why don't we have a girls night tonight? We haven't had one in ages!”

“Yes!” Shouted Kayla, and the others quickly approved as well.

Half an hour later, we were all in bed, with some food that we had gotten from the kitchens.

“Guys, I got an E in my charms homework. Are you proud of me?” The rest of my dorm were forever teasing me about how I only ever got an O in my charms homework.

“Very.” Nalini said, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah!” Abby agreed. “You should get a medal for that!”

“Awarded to you by the Chudley Cannons!” Exclaimed Layla, joining in.

“And there would be a massive ceremony.” Kayla agreed.

“Oh my fucking g-d that would be amazing!” I shouted.

“You would take me!” Nalini said.

“And me!”

“And me!”

“And meeeeee!” Abby said.

“Um… I'm not sure about you Ab,” I said, my eyes shining with laughter. Immediately, her expression changed to one of mock fierceness.

“You know what happens to people who betray me.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get guillotined.”

“Yep.”

“And I can karate kick you're body!” Nalini exclaimed.

“Um… Nalini? What's karate?” Kayla asked.
“Oh, it's like this muggle sport where you kick and punch people. My mum made me learn it.”

“Oh, right. Well, I'm sorry Nalini, but Abby gets first dibs.” I said.

“But I'll make it quick with a blow to the neck and jab to the ribs! It will be virtually painless!”

“Right, well… You can karare or whatever it's called kick my body when she's finished.”

“Where has this conversation gone?” Layla asked.

“I have no idea.” Kayla agreed. But the three of us just carried on like nothing had happened.

“You are getting guillotined.”

“With a broken rib.”

“I don't know why you're laughing.”Ab said, turning on Nalini. You're getting you're head hacked off with an axe.”

“Then I will come and posses you and make you commit suicide.”

“Nalini? Ghosts can't posses people. That's horcruxes.” Kayla said.

“In muggle movies they can!” Nalini exclaimed.

“Yes, but Nalini, I hate to break it to you, but this life isn't a movie!” Layla said, rolling her eyes.

“Or a book!” I agreed

“It could be made one!” In response to that we all just snorted.

“Anyway, how about a game of truth?” Layla suggested. When we all agreed, she said, “Okay, I'll start. Ro, do you like Malfoy.”

“Ew, no!” I exclaimed.

“Oh. Oh well.” Layla said looking a bit disappointed.

“My turn!” Abby squealed. “Kayla, what do you want to be when you're older?”

“Easy. A DADA teacher. Now my turn. Nalini, who do you have a crush on?” Fuck. Shit. Fucking shit. Shitting fuck (does that even make sense? Oh well). Nalini please, please, please don't answer that question truthfully. Please, I'm begging you. Silently. Please, ple…

“Albus Potter.”

Fuck.


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