The 5 Musketeers

8| Taste for Slytherins

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"Fuck," I moaned to myself. "Why does he have to be so addicting," I whined- to myself.

After the really hot make out session I had with Adrian, I had to put on a calm expression when I came back to my common room. Everyone was busy celebrating our win to notice my flushed face.

Guess who had another restless night?

Me.

This time, I was thinking about Adrian's hands all over me and I got chills. I couldn't help but smile at the way he looked me up and down. The way I got so nervous being around him. The way I felt... good?

I should probably stop while I'm already here- he's probably just using me. He's friends with the Slytherins that are the rudest to me.

This is probably another small phase I'm going through. Hopefully, it ends before Christmas- I'm staying at the Burrow with the Weasleys- with Hermione too. Harry, Ced, & Oliver are coming as well! So that's another thing to look forward to!

My happy feelings changed into sadness. I always told Hermione everything- but this might have to be an exception...

***

I yawned and decided to make my bed and eat breakfast before picking anything just yet.

"Wake up, bitch," Katie shook Alicia awake who groaned. "Don't make me hex you," Katie sang loudly in her ear.

"I don't fucking care- at least Madam Pomfrey will let me sleep in peace," she groaned but got herself out of bed anyway.

I chuckled and helped Angelina make her bed since I just finished making mine. I look at Angelina whose face is flushed.

Does she like someone?

I think my small crush on her is over but I don't think she'll be the only girl I'll ever like...

"Let's go!" Katie called and we follow her out of our dormitory.

***

"Watch where your going mudblood," my ex's cold voice rang in my ears as I reached down to pick up the books I dropped.

"Moody because I kicked your ass yesterday?" I asked him with an eye roll.

And I almost fucked your best friend.

"Shut up," he said but then he smirked, "This mudblood here has a taste for Slytherins."

"What are you talking about? Did that Bludger mess up your brain- wait no- it was already like that," I said innocently. He scowled at me.

"I saw you and Pucey," he mused.

"Who?" I decided to play dumb.

"Don't play dumb- I said I saw you making out with Pucey, the one you always make googley eyes with," he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Piss off, pervert. You were probably touching yourself," I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"Piss off, whore. You just got out of a relationship and now your fucking your ex's best friend," he hissed and I scoffed.

"I'm a whore? You've been fucking girls behind my back, dipshit," I rolled my eyes. "What did I ever see in you?" I muttered, mostly to myself, and walked away from his lousy ass.

"Woah," I said and felt strong arms pull me towards them.

"Adrian," I breathed and drunk him in.

"You look... dead," I noted.

He looked much more different than he did last night. For one, he had dark circles under his eyes and messy bed hair. It looked like he dragged himself out of bed and didn't bother with his appearance.

He still looked hot, though.

"I didn't get any sleep," he yawned.

Bitch, I haven't slept for a week straight but I still look like I stepped out of a muggle magazine.

"You do," he vaguely chuckled and I cringed as I realized I said that out loud. "Anyway, I heard what you said to Sanders," he said and I nodded as if I came for my ex's ass every day, "Listen, Granger, I don't- I don't think this can go any further." He pointed at me, then him, then me, and him again.

"What d'you mean?" I asked him slowly. I don't like where this is going.

"That was a one-time thing. I- I can't date you. I just wanted you to know that," he said and I looked in his eyes for any sign of regret.

I didn't see anything.

He must be telling me the truth.

Fuck me for falling for the first guy who talks to a muggle-born like me.

"Okay," I said vaguely and walked away like I didn't give 2 fucks.

Except, I kinda did.

I don't know why but I like him.

He's so fucking confusing and makes me wanna rip my hair out but makes me wanna fuck him at the same time.

Why me? 

Why do I have to be the one to get her heart broken- every mother fucking time? 

I didn't even talk to him much and I had a crush on him.

The things one kiss does to fuck you up.

I didn't realize where I was going until I looked up to see the Fat Lady waiting for me to spit out the password.

"Fairy lights." 

She saw the glum look on my face- I didn't even bother hiding it- and swung open the portrait hole.

I walked inside- it was empty.

It was a Sunday afternoon- I'm pretty sure the boys were out planning pranks, the girls were probably at Hogsmeade, & Hermione was definitely with Harry and Ron.

I decided to be productive and do some homework instead of crying over a stupid boy. I walked to my dormitory and heard laughter- a boy and a girl.

I paused, feeling curious, & strained my hearing to figure out who was who.

"Same time next week?"

It was Angelina's voice and she sounded really happy.

"Yup," the boy replied popping the 'p' the way a certain Weasley I knew did.

George Weasley.

Chapter finished: 10/27/2020

Not me writing 6 fucking chapters, still having online school, binging a few episodes of my favorite show, and reading some chapters of my book in one day.

In. One. Day.

Merlin, I feel so productive.