The Devil You Know | Wizarding World

chapter eight | the spark that fizzled out

"Where the hell have you been?"

Greer was walking in the Slytherin Common Room when her twin brother asked the question. Plopping down on the couch across from Adam, she huffed a sigh. "Why do you care?"

"Because you don't want to get detention so early in the year," he replied.

Greer let out a scoff. "Adam wouldn't give me detention for being out past curfew." A smirk was plastered on her face as she turned to look at him. "Would you?"

Adam lifted his eyes to face her. "I just might if I actually catch you."

"Or you can find other ways to punish me." Greer raised her eyebrows, letting her flirtatious energy fill up between them. "A steamy snog in one of the empty classrooms sounds lovely, doesn't it?"

"Oh, gross!" Gavin said in disgust. "I'd rather not hear about that, thanks."

"Then leave and you won't have to hear it," she retorted.

"Speaking of leaving, I need to do just that." Adam stood up from his chair, adjusting his badge before making his way out of the common room.

The sound of footsteps approached him, and he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. "Why in a rush? Not happy to see me?" Greer questioned.

"I have to go meet up with the Prefects and Head Girl so we can start patrol," he told her.

She rolled her eyes in response. "You can spare a few more minutes, I'm sure."

"No, I really can't," he said in an almost snappy tone, opening the portrait to head out.

Of course, Greer wasn't one to give up. "Look, I know you're still upset with me from this morning--"

"Greer, I'm not having this discussion right now," he cut her off, still walking.

"Oh, but you have time to rant about it to Rosie?"

Adam stopped in his tracks, already getting annoyed at Greer's jealousy. "It was during lunch today, so yes, I had time."

"Still, I don't know why you'd go to her about it when it's none of her business." She folded her arms over her chest.

He huffed a sigh. "Rosie is my friend, too, you know."

"So why did she come to me about being a Death Eater, then?"

Adam thought his heart was going to stop. Part of him was shocked to hear those words come out of his girlfriend's mouth, but he also knew how much Rosie seemed curious about this for a while. He was holding out for her to lose interest, but it seemed as if her curiosity only got worse as You-Know-Who's return became more relevant in every conversation in the Wizarding world.

"What did you tell her?" he asked.

Greer merely shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, well, I thought you didn't have the time..."

"Walk with me, then, since you're so keen on following me, anyway," he retorted.

"I just can't get enough of you, even when you're mad at me," she said. "It kind of makes you more hot, actually."

"What, when we're not on good terms?"

"Oh, come on. Just admit it makes you want me more when you're pissed off at me. You and I know each other and how these arguments end."

Without responding, Adam led Greer to the corridors, where it was only the two of them for now. It gave them a short amount of time to talk before anyone else could intrude on their conversation. Although to Adam, whether or not someone interrupted them, he was certain that whatever they spoke about would not accomplish anything. Like always, it was wishful thinking for Adam, nothing more.