It is the hottest night we have had since we entered August and yet the Weasley’s were running around and screaming like their lives depended on it. Albus had begged me to join, to have fun, but running around playing stupid games while sweating isn’t really my kind of thing. Which is one of the reasons why I’m just sitting on a big blanket just a few feet away from the water.
There’s a pack of cigarettes and a couple of beer bottles next to me but I have yet to try either. I feel like I haven been smoking more than I usually do this past summer, which could easily be true. Through the corner of my eye I catch someone walking towards me or maybe they’re gonna keep walking by. I have yet to talk to the Weasley I have met this summer and I very much doubt it is one of the ones I know since I can clearly see them in the water or by the shore.
When I turn my head to see who it is, my eyes meet one of the oldest cousins here. I can barely keep up with each and every one of them but I recognize her as one of the half French ones because of her short blonde hair. She gives me a half smile before sitting next to me and pointing at the cigarette pack, I give her a small nod. They’re not truly mine so I really don’t care if she takes them or not, though I wonder if Albus would complain. I could easily make him believe I was the one to smoke it anyways. She lights up the cigarette and takes to her mouth and that’s when I look back to where Albus is in the water.
The idiot thought it was a good idea to freaking skinny dip along with Fred the second and James. I didn’t do much to try and stop him, if he gets sick then I’m laughing in his face.
The girl had already gotten comfortable next to me and was offering me the cigarette she had lightened when I turned back to look at her. I doubted it for a few seconds before taking it from her hands and bringing it to my lips and taking a drag, when the smoke came out of my mouth my body relaxed. She gave me a smile.
“The name’s Victoire but you can call me either Vic or Vicky, I don’t mind.” I nod. Victory, that’s a nice name considering she’s the same age as Teddy and was born when the war was happening.
“Scorpius.” I shot back without giving her a nickname. Truly the only people I have let call me any nicknames without feeling uncomfortable were my parents and Albus. I don’t think I can handle a stranger calling me something other than my given name.
She takes the cigarette from my hand and brings it to her mouth. “Albus’ boyfriend, right?” I can’t help but grimace at her words. Everyone in the Weasley family thinks me and Albus have something. I wish we did honestly but the way they just assume stuff kind of makes me wish me and Albus never go out in the future. I shook my head at her and dropped myself with my back onto the blanket.
“No. I’m not his boyfriend.” She looks at me with a raised eyebrow and a playful smile. She laughs before saying a fast, French accented ‘ok’ and laying beside me.
We stay silent for a moment. I don’t want to say stupid or be too bold, though I think she wouldn’t mind since it seemed that being bold is very normal for the Weasley-Potter’s. We keep switching the cigarette back to each other until all that’s left it’s the butt. She throws it away with a flick of her fingers.
She observes me and even though I’m not looking at her I can feel her eyes on me. They’re curious eyes, not judgy or mocking. “Say, you don’t like him? Or both of y’all are just not dating yet.” A blush creeps up my cheeks as I turn my head towards her and just shrug. I’m not about to tell one of Albus' cousins about my feelings for him. She seems to notice that. “It’s fine. I’m just curious about the fact that someone genuinely likes Albus.” I hum in response.
I can see where she’s coming from but still, not discussing my feelings with her. She laughs heartily and it kind of reminds me of my little cousins laugh. “Well then, ok. I hope that in the near future you will tell me all about you and Albus…and what the hell you see in him.” I laugh and nod.
“Sure. We’ll see about that.” I respond while locking eyes with her, both of us smiling.
For some reason I feel like we are gonna get close somewhere in the future.