The Nightblood Wand

               Weeks passed quickly as Clarke and Lexa became more and more inseparable. Raven didn’t stop teasing them, when she wasn’t busy launching herself at Anya, whose reputation seemed more at risk than ever. Clarke had learnt not to give a shit about her friend and noticed that it didn’t bother Lexa this much either now. The thought of it made the blonde smile as she laid on the grass, her belly serving of cushion for Lexa’s head.

               It was Sunday afternoon and they all agreed to spend it chilling together under the bright sunny sky. Raven was right next to Anya, Bellamy and Luna on each side of them, all forming a circle with Clarke and Lexa. Lincoln and Octavia were cuddling a little bit farther. After three weeks being glued together, they had decided to make it official a few days ago.

“I swear these two are going to make me puke. Don’t you think they are being too romantic, honey? I’d rather be in an electric and passionate relationship like ours” said Raven brushing her shoulder against Anya’s in another attempt to get contact with the girl.

“For my part, I swear that if you call me honey one more time, you’re going to have the taste of grass on your tongue for months. And we are NOT in a relationship, for fuck’s sake.”

“Mmh, I could think of several things we could do for the sake of fuck.” Raven winked.

“Urgh, that girl is unbelievable.”

               Everyone laughed except Anya.

“You know Raven, I admire you. Nobody has ever dared pushing Anya Rods this far.” Lexa said with a big grin on her face.

“I push her otherwise she’ll never confess her feelings for me. And I can see she’s nearly there.”

“I am not!”

“Sure.” Raven sat back straight, letting the blonde much needed space. “Whatever, is everyone coming tomorrow night?”

“What’s happening tomorrow night?” asked Anya.

               They all diverted her gaze at same time, except Raven.

“Well, shit.”

“What?” asked Anya becoming more upset by the second.

“There is a party organized in Hogsmeade. A big part of the sixth years will be there.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Well done Raven” said Bellamy rolling his eyes.

               Anya was head girl of Ravenclaw, they had a major role for their house, like preventing students from throwing a party outside the castle on a week night.

“You’re aware that I can’t let that happen right?”

“Please Anya, we all need it. You can just do as if you didn’t know.” said Raven.

“Guys, I am in deep trouble if headmaster Jaha finds out that I did know about it.”

“He won’t. We’ll cover you” replied Lexa.

“So you’re down too? What have these people done to us?”

               Lexa smiled, knowing that her best friend was on the verge of saying yes. Everyone paused a few seconds before Anya finally huffed.

“Ok.”

“Yes!”

“I won’t intervene. But if something goes wrong, if you get caught, I’m not saving your boring little asses.”

“Works for me.” Raven answered with a huge grin on her face.

“Now stop talking about it in front of me.”

               They were still outside when the sun slowly started to go down. Clarke was massaging Lexa’s scalp, the brunette’s eyes closed in pure ecstasy.

“Lex!” said Clarke as she straightened on her elbows.

“Um?” Lexa answered without opening her eyes.

“What are you going to wear tomorrow night?”

“Are we seriously having this girly conversation?” said Lexa, turning her head toward Clarke.

“Yes, we are. I have no idea what to wear.”

“Alright!” Lexa closed her eyes again. “I guess I’ll just wear jeans and tee.”

“Oh okay.”

“Do you have a problem with that?” the brunette asked with a smirk.

“No, just thought I’d dress up a little more than that.”

“Then do it!”

“I don’t want to be the only one.”

“Oh, come on.”

               Lexa straightened up and placed her hand on the other side of Clarke, leaning over her.

“Why do you care? Besides, what do you think they are going to say? ‘Oh my god,” Lexa started with a fake-disgust face, “look at Clarke she’s so classy’.”

“Alright” replied Clarke giggling. “I’ll dress up. Get ready to have your mind blown, young lady.”

               Lexa forced a laugh and quickly turned her gaze when she felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. ‘Good job, now Clarke is going to dress up and you won’t be able to take your eyes off her all night’.

               The two of them lay back down for a small hour then the whole group headed back inside the castle. They ate in the great hall and went to bed. They needed to catch a good night sleep before tomorrow.

***

“Ray, shut up, you’re going to get us caught!”

“Oh come on we are in a dark narrow tunnel, who do you think is going to hear us exactly?”

“Um, I don’t know maybe the whole country if you keep laughing this loud.”

“You guys are no fun.”

“We’re almost there, let’s try and not get caught by Jaha when we are this close.”

               They had agreed on taking the secret passage way in small groups so they wouldn’t create a huge hubbub. Students had tried several times to snick out of the castle at night now that the tunnels were well known, and the teachers were aware of that. Raven was the type of person that always got in trouble so Clarke and Octavia were not sure they would make it to Hogsmeade.

               They walked for a small quarter of an hour until they reached the other end of the passage way. The three girls entered the bar and joined Jasper, Monty and Miller. Only sixth years had been invited so Octavia kept on complaining about the fact that Lincoln wasn’t with them.

“There they are! What happened?” said Jasper, a glass already in his hand.

“We couldn’t get rid of Jane Gorden and she’s the worst snitch ever so…” answered Octavia.

“Yeah, I guess that’s why Jaha named her head girl of Hufflepuff. She got me detention once” said Jasper.

“What for?”

“Um, selling drugs…”

“Of course” Clarke said rolling her eyes.

“Do you girls want a drink?” asked Monty, disentangling himself from Miller.

               The group stood in a corner of the room, talking to each other and sipping their drinks. Some other sixth years came to say hi and the group became bigger. The bar they were in was less known than ‘the three broomsticks’. They couldn’t risk being reported to headmaster Jaha and Gloria, the owner, was a good friend of him.

Clarke punched Octavia on the shoulder because the brunette had decided to tell everyone an embarrassing moment that occurred in their dorm, when the front door opened to reveal two people. The blonde turned her head to see Lexa walk in with her friend Adam, whom Clarke remembered was on the Slytherin quidditch team.

‘Okay, I’ll definitely never underestimate the power of jeans and tee again. Oh my.’

Lexa seemed to walk in slow motion and Clarke’s mouth was hanging open. The brunette wore a slim black jean, a little bit torn, a green tee-shirt that remembered her eyes, a black leather jacket and white sneakers. Her curly hair fell down one side and waved slowly as Adam closed the door behind them.

“Hi Clarke.”

               Clarke quickly closed her eyes and raised her head gently to make an eye contact with the brunette. But it didn’t happen because the girl was actually looking at her up and down, with probably the same face she had made a few seconds ago. Clarke wore a black tight dress with an elegant neckline. She smiled and her cheeks reddened.

“Hi Lex, good day?”

“Yeah, yeah! You?”

“Yes. Hi, I’m Clarke.”

“Adam, nice to meet you.”

               After the awkward salutation, the two newcomers joined the group. They were all enjoying the night and a few of them started to feel tipsy. Clarke and Lexa seemed glued to each other but Raven hadn’t made any comment about it yet. Maybe because she was too busy playing beer pong and doing shots.

“Ok everyone, who wants to play a little game?” yelled Jasper.

               A dozen of students gathered in the middle of the bar, placing themselves in a circle. Jasper had Monty and Octavia on his right and Raven, Clarke, and Lexa on his left. Miller and Adam decided to stay apart from the group to talk about quidditch and learn more about each other. Nathan had always been the kind of guy that wanted to know everything about everyone and that wasn’t something Monty was fond of, but he also knew than Nathan loved him so he just ignored his jealousy when it happened. Adam, for its part, was a cold guy at first but when someone would come to talk to him, he would become actually really sweet.

“Alright, what do you think about the almighty truth or dare?”

“Come on, you have nothing better Jordan?” said a blond guy.

“I can’t help it; I feel nostalgic tonight” answered Jasper shrugging.

“Ok then, bring it on.”

“Just in case someone never played, I’ll just spin a bottle and the chosen one will have to choose truth or dare. If you really can’t answer the question or do the dare, you’ll just have to finish your drink. But please, play the game.” Jasper placed an empty bottle in the center of the circle. “Here we go.” And spun.

               The bottle turned several times and ended on a red-headed girl at the opposite of them.

“So…” began Jasper.

“Loïs.”

“Wow, are you really with Superman?”

“You know you’re probably the hundredth person to make that joke right?”

“Sorry, Loïs, truth or dare? I promise I won’t ask you to reveal his real identity. Also everybody knows that it is Clark K…”

“Truth!” She said with a roll of her eyes.

“Let’s see… Have you ever used a love potion?”

“I did” the girl answered becoming redder by the second.

“Really?” asked half of the group. “On whom?”

“That’s a question for another round.” She said seizing the bottle and spinning it.

               This time, the bottle stopped on Monty.

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth!”

“Oh come on, get some balls guys” said Raven.

“Just ignore her” said Clarke to the rest of the group.

“Oh you never should have said that, Griffin!”

“Girls!” said Jasper.

               The ginger started to stare at the ceiling, searching for a question.

“Who was your first crush when you came at Hogwarts?”

“Well, I know it’s going to sound soppy but Nathan Miller.”

               There was a mix of ‘aw’s and ‘erk’s as Monty gave a heart-eyes look. Monty quickly grabbed the bottle and spun.

“Raven! So dare or dare?”

“You know me well, Monty. What have you got for me?” Raven asked with a huge smirk.

“I dare you to do a speech standing on the bar.”

“Easy!”

               Raven stood up and walked towards the bar without any hesitation. She asked something to the bartender, who prepared her a shot, and climbed on the counter. She indeed did a speech about being glad that nearly everyone made it to the party, wishing everyone a good year and some other stupid stuff before emptying her tiny glass in one sip. Everybody cheered and applauded when Raven jumped off the bar.

“Et voilà” she said sitting back down. “I believe that’s my turn to spin the bottle.” She did it and there was no sound until the bottle stopped. “Well, well, well. I guess it’s an interesting turn of event. Clarkey, truth or dare?”

               Clarke closed her eyes in defeat. She knew that she was in deep trouble if she said truth, because Raven would obviously ask her questions that she was still asking herself. So she took a deep breath and opened her eyes.

“Dare?”

“Give the person to your left a hickey.”

               Clarke threw a deadly glare to her best friend before looking at Lexa. The others started to giggle; some of them seemed to be somewhat interested in this dare. Clarke waited for Lexa’s nod and smiled before gently straddling her and placing a hand around the brunette’s neck. Clarke bent over and started sucking hard on her pulse point. Lexa had to fight against her will to close her eyes and moan in pure pleasure because all eyes were on them. But the feel of Clarke’s perfect lips on her skin made her heart jump in her ribcage.

               Clarke sucked gently one last time before removing herself and diving into green eyes.

“Ok, that was… hot” said Raven when Clarke sat back at her place.

               The atmosphere felt thick so the blonde grabbed the bottle and pressed it on the ground.

“Well, let’s see who’s next.”

               The game continued for a few more turns and everyone was enjoying the mood so far.

“Denis, truth or dare?” said Ilan, a Slytherin boy who seemed to know well that Denis.

“I’m gonna say dare, I have balls” he said and winked at Raven.

“Why don’t you get up and kiss Clarke then?”

               Clarke immediately tensed. That wasn’t because of the fact that she had to kiss a guy she didn’t know; it was the fact that she was going to kiss him in front of Lexa. And she knew it. She didn’t know why it made her feel that way though but she did.

“Wait, the kisses are allowed?” asked Clarke.

“Why? You have a problem with kissing Denis?” interrupted Raven. Of course, Raven wasn’t going to help her.

“No, no, I just didn’t know we could give that kind of dares. Nobody kissed since the beginning.”

“Well, I guess we’ve reached level 2 then” replied Raven with a wink.

“How come I have all the embarrassing dares, again?”

               Clarke didn’t know what kind of game Raven was playing but she definitely had something in mind.

“Well” said Denis standing up.

               He approached Clarke gently and the blonde just bent over. They did a quick peck on the lips and he returned to his place. Clarke straightened and couldn’t help but throw a glance on her left. Lexa didn’t look back at her and her stoic face was on.

               Clarke spun the bottle and asked Jasper a question who preferred to finish his glass rather than answering.

“I have to go to the toilets but continue playing” said Lexa as she stood up and walked away.

               Clarke looked at Raven who gave her a nod and wide eyes. The blonde furrowed her eyebrows and stood up to follow Lexa. She pushed the door and found Lexa washing her hands.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I don’t know, you left the game real quick.”

“Yes, I really had to pee” replied Lexa with a smile.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, don’t worry!”

               Clarke was hopeless every time she saw that smile.

“Do you want a drink? That’s on me” proposed Clarke.

“Sure, but the next is on me.”

“Fine by me.”

‘Are you serious?’ Clarke and Lexa looked at each other with their eyebrows furrowed.

“What was that?” whispered Clarke.

“I don’t know, I think it came from the male’s bathroom.”

               The two of them opened the door to the girls’ bathroom and silently walked to the male’s.

“I need those papers Charles, tomorrow!” The voice was loud-whispering at a phone and he seemed pretty pissed. “Without them I won’t be able to get professor Waldon fired.”

               Clarke widened her eyes and turned to Lexa.

“Do you recognize the voice?” she asked.

“No, I don’t.”

“It reminds me of someone but I can’t…”

“He’s coming” cut Lexa in a hurry.

               The brunette grabbed Clarke by the shoulders and pushed her in a narrow corner just before the door to the men’s bathroom flew open. Lexa regained her senses when she heard the footsteps increasingly distant. She slowly turned her head and her pulse quickened once again. She realized she was standing way to close to Clarke. Their bodies were pressed against each other, their noses were nearly touching and suddenly the time seemed to stop. Their eyes were fixed on their lips. Lexa wanted just one thing; close the small gap and capture Clarke’s pouty lips. So she slowly approached her head, every notion of reason forgotten, waiting for a sign of rejection from the blonde that never came, and…

“Girls, what are you…”

               Raven barged in the corridor without notice and stopped abruptly in front of the scene. Lexa turned her head and took a step back.

“Oh, sorry.”

               And she left like she came.

               Lexa turned her head again to look at Clarke. No words were formed by neither of them. They just stayed here for a few seconds in this awkward silence.

“Well…” Clarke paused, not sure of what to say. “Should we join the others?”

“Yeah” answered Lexa after two seconds.

               The two girls joined their friends that were sat at a table. They didn’t talk to each other for minutes, even though they were sat next to each other. Their shoulders were brushing and both of them seemed to appreciate the contact.

 “Looks like someone will have to take care of a drunken lady tonight” said lexa elbowing Clarke, Clarke turned to her smiling then looked at Octavia.

“Crap, she’s going to be unbearable during the ride home. And I don’t think Raven will provide me valuable assistance either.”

               They turned to their other friend and laughed out loud as Raven fell dramatically off her chair.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”

“Thanks” answered Clarke.

               Something hadn’t stopped doing summersaults in her belly since the incident in the toilets and she wasn’t sure what she could do about it. She stared at Lexa’s perfectly green gaze a few more seconds before standing up abruptly.

“I owe you a drink. What do you want?”

“You don’t owe me anything… but same as you will do it” finished Lexa when Clarke gave her ‘the’ look.

“Same as me? Are you sure you can handle it?” asked Clarke with a smirk.

“Oh, I’ll bring you down before you can say quidditch, Clarke.”

               These last syllables leaving Lexa’s mouth once again traced shivers down Clarke’s spine. The blonde returned the smile and went to the bar.

“Two firewhiskies please.”

               Clarke stood at the counter waiting for the bartender to prepare her drinks. She tried to process all the things that happened even though her mind was beginning to get a little blurry from the last two drinks she had. She had almost kissed Lexa, and she realized she had wanted to so bad. But Clarke really liked Lexa. She didn’t want to mess everything up if anything was willing to happen. Clarke had just had one serious relationship in her life and it hadn’t ended well.

               As her gaze got lost in the void, she felt a presence settle next to her. She turned her head on her left and her shoulders tensed instantly.

“Hi Clarke!”