Under His Spell ~ A Scorbus Smutty Story

9 - Rivals and Relationships

Albus

The past two weeks of school had been hard. We had been getting a lot of homework and I was very horny...it was showing. Me and Scorpius hardy had any time time to do anything.

I found myself skipping lessons again. I left transfiguration and heard a desk scrap the floor behind me as somebody stood up and bumped it.

My heart skipped a bit. Is Scorpius following me? Last time we thought we were alone he'd nearly given me a hand job. Do I have good underwear on?

I lifted up my shirt slightly as I walked to the nearest toilet. I was wearing the lilac boxers with eggplants on them boxers.
Why couldn't I have just worn one of my black pair today?

Nothing ruins the mood as much as cartoon fruits on brightly coloured underwear.

I couldn't wait to get to the nearest toilets so I went into the storage cupboard me and Rose had been in a two weeks ago.

The storage cupboard was more of a room. There was a lot more boxes in it and the shelves were more full.

The door opened behind me again.
"What you wanna do?" I asked.
"You fucking cheat!"
I turned around. Bradley was stood in the in front of the door. His wand extended. He slammed the door shut.

"Stupefy!"
A burst of blue light hit me in the chest. I gasped involuntarily and fell backwards, into a pile of boxes.

"What!"
He flourished his wand.
"Impedimente!"
"Protego!" I yelled
The lilac spell burst on my shield charm.

"Expelliarmus."
Red sparks connected with Bradley. His wand flew in my direction. I ran to him. He threw a punch at me. I caught his wrists and forced his arms to his side.

McLaggen was stronger than me and could probably break out of my hold if he really tried.
"What are you doing?"
"You fucking cheated!" He told me, freeing himself from my hold.

"You were getting to intense. If you were actually able to cast expulso properly, you could have really hurt me."
"Well you were fine weren't you!"
"That's not the point."

"Stop whining about ifs, you're fine!"
"That's not the point!" I shouted.
"Yes it is!"
"The point is you're fucking mental, I was worried about-"
"You were in a duel, what did you expect!"
"A kiss." 

I smiled sardonically. His brown eyes seemed to burn. His fist tightened and he punched me between the eyes.

I staggered backwards and used the wall for support. I kept a tight hold on my wand.
"What the-"
He threw me to the floor and leapt on me.

He raised his fists. I reached out and grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled, tearing him off me.
Bradley got to his feet and dashed for his wand.

He picked it up and in one fluid motion, was pointing it was me.
But I was quicker.
"Stupefy!"
The spell hit just above Bradley's groin, splitting his belt and making him grab the nearest shelf for support.

I leapt up and tackled him to the floor. We fell into a tower of boxes. Quills, bottles of ink and stacks of parchment fell all around us. When I opened my eyes, I panicked slightly.

I was on all fours, holding myself over Bradley, my knees planted between his legs. He was seated, Leaning against boxes. His legs spread, his shirt ripped open and his trousers around his ankles.