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I slowly walk through the corridors with Theodore on my side, tuning out his blabbering about Cho Chang. He's been doing this for two weeks now, it's to the point where I just want to rip my poor ears off.
"Wait, here's the perfect solution to solve all
of your problems Nott, ask the her to be your girlfriend" Blaise says what I was thinking in a annoyed tone.
Theodore looked up to the dark skin boy who was about two inches taller than him with a scowl on his face. "Have you not been listening to me recently? She doesn't want a relationship she's still stuck on the deaโsorry, she's still stuck on Diggory" He jeers.
"I can understand why"I shrugged my shoulders and smirked. "Diggory's hot.. correction was hot"
"The two of you have no respect at all" Blaise said underneath his breath as he rolled his eyes.
Theodore decided to ignore Blaises comment. He turned to me and put his hand on my shoulders making me raise my eyebrows.
"What do you think I should do? From a
girls perspective" He questioned me.
I was horrible at giving advice on relationships because I've in fact never been one and never wanted to be in one. Getting advice from me would probably end up with Cho never wanting to talk to him again.
"Um... I don't exactly know, ask Blaise he's the one with the girlfriend" I blurt out gesturing
to my left where Blaise was once standingโ
I hadn't even noticed that he walked off, bastard.
The two of us walk into potions class just before the bell rung, I was happy because I didn't want to end up having detention, again.
We take a seat at the table Blaise and Draco was sitting at.
I was surprised to see Draco being that he's missed most classes this year, but there he was with his chin in his hand and a frown on his Illย looking face.
My eyes look over to the side of the classroom where Freya and Ivy was sitting at, yeah they've become friends since she's been here. I won't lie that hurt me, because although I never told Ivy about my mom I told her all the cruel things Freya use to do to me, and for her to become friends with her is a whole other level of betrayal.
They basically shove their friendship in my face. Sadly, because Freya is a sixth year she shares a dorm with us and everyday there always laughing and carrying on. Sometimes
I wonder if there talking about me.
"Good afternoon everyone, hopefully everyone's day is going alright" Slughorn greeted, making the chatter in the classroom come to a halt.
I hated potions because Slughorn always called on Harry, it's like he was his star student, well he is but that doesn't mean he can't call on anyone else. This was something I wasn't use to, which is probably why I detested being in this class so much.
"Now, when we met here for the first time miss Granger explained to you what Amortentia was, hopefully the explanation has not been forgotten in your mind" he does a random chuckle. "I will be taking the lid off of the cauldronย and you are expected to write down what you smell on a piece of parchment paper, after five minutes is up we will share with are tables what we smelled, understood?"
When everyone in the classroom gave a quick nod or yes sir Slughorn waddled towards the cauldron and removed the top
For a second I smelled absolutely nothing, which confused me. I know I didn't do well with affection but I was sure that I found someone attractive. But then I took another long whiff and then the smell was finally there.
Oh you have to be absolutely kidding me.
This potion was wrong, so fucking inaccurate.
Stupid everything about the lying potion.
Amortentia was beyond wrong.
There was no way in hell what I smell is what attracts me the most, because out of everyone in the world I found myself the most attractive. Or at least that's what I'm telling myself.
I look at Ron to see what he was doing, and he was already looking at me with a twisted face.
He raised his eyebrows towards me before looking away. Oh, no, no, no.
"Psst" I hear someone whisper harshly from beside me, assuming that this wasn't their first time trying to get my attention from their tone.
I blink long and hard before looking over at
the blonde boy. "What do you want, Draco?"
I asked in a low tone, not wanting to be heard by Professor Slughorn.
"What did you smell?" He questioned me, looking down at my parchment paper that
had absolutely nothing on it.
I couldn't tell him, I absolutely could not, and even if I told him that I'd smelled cinnamon, burning wood, and toothpaste he'd know.
He'd know that's it's definitely not someone I'm supposed to attracted to, someone that they wouldn't approve of.
A lump is in my throatโ even if I wanted to
tell him I couldn't, no words were coming out.
I look at my parchment paper and pick up my quill. What could I write down? Something that would believable. I could write down what Theodore smells like, they would eat that.
But Theodore was right here and I didn't want him thinking I liked him, again.
"Times up!" Slughorn announces making my stomach drop, I didn't get the chance to write down a good lie.
Slughorn waddles towards the first table in the front with a large smile on his face. When he's looking down I could just write down something random. But by the way he glanced up every other second I knew that that plan wasn't going to work.
"Ah, let's see what you guys smelled you first Mr Nott" Slughorn says in a friendly tone as he looks around at our parchment paper, disappointment filling in his eyes when he seen mines was blank.
Theodore clears his throat. "Well um, I smelled old books, pasties, and Qudditch brooms" He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.
Professor Slughorn turns to me and I frownโ
I was hoping that he was going to skip over
me because I hadn't wrote anything down.
"Can I use the loo?" I blurt out before he could even open his mouth to ask me what I smelled.
My legs crossed, trying to make it seem like I really had to use the Lavatory.
He merely nodded.
I ignore the odd looks I was getting from the students as I walked out of the classroom and looked at my watch. I wondered how long I zooned out for because there was only a few minutes left of class.
When I make it the abandoned girls lavatory I throw my bag on the floor and plop myself down aside it.
What was wrong with me? Why did all of this suddenly coming charging at me full force this year. Because last year I rarely thought about Ron, but now that seems to be all that runs through my mind.
The bell of the clock finally rung and the sound of talkative children from the hallway filled the walls of the lavatory.
I'd plan on not going to my remaining classes of the day and sitting in here, with my legs to my chest and eyes on the ceiling.
The door opens and I peak my head around the corner to see who it isโ great, it's him it's always fucking him.
"What are you doing here?" The both of us ask at the same time, I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.
"I came in here to think about something" he uttered, still standing at the frame of the door, holding it open.
You just so happened to come in think in
a bathroom that's been abandoned since Dumbledore's birth, sure.
"Well, go think somewhere else, I'm thinking here" I snapped lowly as I put my head in my lap.
Ron scoffed. "You don't own this bathroom and trust me if I would've known you were in here I would've avoided this bathroom at all cost" he hisses.
Ouch.
I pressed my lips in a thin line and grabbed onto my bagโ I was going to leave without say anything because I know he hates it when I do that.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked me harshly as I walked past him to get out of the door. There was no response given to him from me.
He followed behind me as I walked through the corridors.His hands tried reaching for my wrist but I snatched it away before he could even touch it.
"Just fuck off, alright!" I shouted, not turning around to look back at him.
Maybe I was being mean but the only way for me to stop whatever was wrong with me he needed to leave me alone.
"Who's there" An annoying voice questioned loudly making me stop in my tracks. "All students are supposed to be in class!"
Well this is absolutely perfect.
Ron reached to grab onto my arm and this
time I let himโ he drags me into the nearest cupboard, the same one he almost got me into that night of the party.
"Let me go" I whispered snapped as I squirm. That only made him tighten his grip on me.
"Shut up Rebekah" He growls lowly as the footsteps that are approaching us grow much louder.
I think that's the first time that he's actually told me to shut up, yeah he always has something sly to say but he's never told me
to shut up directly.
Just as I opened my mouth to hiss something to him he clamped his hand over my mouth making me gasp in shock. That bastard.
My hands pushed at his arms as my body stepped back, attempting to get out of his grip.
He hissed and something came falling down.
"Stop" I demanded in a whispering tone but it was muffled by his hand, although I was angry I didn't want to end up with another detention on my plate.
"I will if you stop moving" he whispered harshly making me still and look over my shoulder at him.
Quickly I snatched his hand away from mouth and caught my breath. I pushed my hair back in its place. "I hate you" I say dryly
He pulled me closer to himโ my back on against his chest. His head lowered, "No...
you don't...you hate yourself because despite everything, you can't bring yourself to hate me" Ron whispered in my ear.
I stilledโ shivers went down my spin and that feeling in my stomach returned. Then he did it again, those minds game that he was playing at.
My body turned around and now I was looking up at him. I opened my mouth to say something but like always nothing came out.
He lifts up my chin with his finger and licked his lips, and without hesitation he smashed his lips against mine. and like a dumb ass I kissed him back.
"Fuck you" I whispered against his mouth as my hand went up to his hair, softly pulling at it making him groan.
"Isn't that what your about to do"
Bastard.
Before I could even get a chance to shot an insult back he nudged his thigh in between my legs. The hardness of it quickly came in contact with my clothed core, immediately causing pleasure. Before the loud moan could even escaped my lips his hand was put back onto my mouth, muffling it.
"I don't know Rebekah" He uttered, grabbing onto my hips and slightly moving them. "You getting off on a blood traitor's thigh wouldn't be the best thing for your pretty little image now would it?"
Instantly, the feeling in my stomach returned as I bucked my hips. My eyes flutter shut as
my cheeks grow warm. "No, it wouldn't" I whimper.
My head burred into his neck as he moved me faster. His hands slide under my shirt and give my breast a light squeeze causing me to moan loudly.
"I want to see them, unbutton your shirt" He demands.
Without another wasted second my hands
fly to unbutton my white long sleeve shirtโ struggling due to my hands shaking and my body rocking.
Suddenly, I feel him licking a long stripe in between my breast making me gasp and quicken the pace of my grinding.
My mouth drops open as my arms wrapped around his neck and I could feel my arousal dripping from my core.
He presses me harder into his thigh and a strangled moan left my lips. "Just a little more, baby" he urges.
"Oh, fuck!" I cried out as the knot in my stomach finally comes unraveled. My head finally throws back and my body stills.
As my orgasm works through me he slowly removes his thigh from in between my legs, I look down and seen there's a pool of my cum gathered on his pants โ embarrassment flushes my face.
Finally the hard and fast breaths that was leaving my mouth comes to a haunt and my body calms.
"What happened to us making sure that that never happens again?" I snip, buttoning my shirt back up and pulling down my skirt.
He blinks at me in perplex, his expression quickly changes. "I brought you in here to
hide you from flinch, not to geโ"
"Well, I suppose flinch is gone now" I say calmly, unintentionally cutting him completely off. "Sorry.. I didn't mean too"
"It's fine, what I was going to say doesn't even matter anymore" He mumbles as he reaches down to grab my bag, handing it to me.
"What did you smell... in your Amortentia?"
I asked reluctantly, looking at the ground watching as my feet awkwardly shuffled.
There's was a moment of awkward silence and just as I was about to open my mouth to say I never should've asked he speaks. "Expensive perfume, floral, and a bookstore" He tells me.
My stomach summersaults and the warmness in my cheeks return, and I have to force the cheesy smile not to grow on my lips.
"Don't get to cocky now, just because I find
you attractive doesn't mean I don't think your infuriating" He murmured as he walked out of the cupboard.
A smirk appears on my face as I walk out as well, but I didn't followed him, instead I walked the opposite way to the class I was supposed to be in.