Chapter 8: Sleeping For the Wrong Team or, It's Funny How Reflections Change
Rating: M mainly for language, and I can't discount any funny business later on
Disclaimer: I work with only what the infallible J.K. Rowling has given me.
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"Malfoy, I swear to God, if you do anything to compromise this project I will personally feed you to the Giant Squid."
Scorpius scowled. "You realise I'm the one being paired with second best and it's my reputation that's in jeopardy here."
Rose set her bag down and took out her textbook, even as she noticed that Scorpius' was already out on the table beside him. "You know if we could only stop arguing, we stand a fair chance at making the best potion in class."
Scorpius scoffed. "You know if you just fucked off and left me to do it, we'd definitely make the best one."
She shook her head, letting out a sharp laugh. "Well, this is the situation we're working with, so, sorry. Which page is it?"
"It's on the board."
"Yes, I know," she said, shortly, and then looked up. "Fifty-two," she murmured, thumbing through the book.
"Veritaserum," Scorpius said before she had found it, and she looked up to meet his gaze.
"Holy crap, really?"
"No, I'm joking."
She eyed him with a unfazed expression and crooked her hand on her waist. "So what's the plan?"
"Perhaps brewing the potion is a good place to start."
Rose gritted her teeth, and set her book down on the table with a loud thump. "Look, I'm really not in the mood. You can continue being an arrogant, self-invested, inconsiderate asshat, or you can set aside your stupid superiority complex for one goddamn hour and we can get this thing over and done with."
Scorpius simply studied her, and Rose feared in the silence he would hear her pounding heartbeat, but just as she was about to provoke an answer out of him, his mouth curled into a sneer. "My, my, Weasley, who knew you had such a mouth on you."
"That can't be the most terrible thing I've said to you in all these years."
"Asshat..." Scorpius mused. He laughed a little, and shook his head. "Shall we?"
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It had taken Rose about twenty minutes to realise that this was the first time the two of them had been alone since she'd been forced into that horrible game and forced to do that...horrible thing. Not that they were often alone together, but still.
She was almost surprised that he hadn't brought it up, and she wondered if his reluctance to do so meant that he had found the experience as awful as she had. The thought didn't actually make her feel better.
"Weasley, I'm not saying so's to offend, but do you always work this slowly?"
She was startled out of her rumination and blinked. She lowered her gaze back to the cauldron and continued adding the Essence of Nightshade one drop at a time. "Slow and steady wins the race."
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