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“Now everybody dig in!” I turned and looked down at the table; it was full of food, countless choices of food. Everyone was filling their plates.


 

 


 

“Not hungry?” Rose asked.


 

 


 

“I just had breakfast about two hours ago.”


 

 


 

“Oh right the time difference, wow you are going to be seriously jet legged tomorrow.” I nodded.


 

 


 

“I’d stay up all night with you.” I turned to look at James.


 

 


 

“You really need to stop whispering in my ear.”


 

 


 

“Why does it turn you on?” He gave me a crooked cocky smile, which I found very pleasing.


 

 


 

“You’ll never know.” Albus took my attention away from James.


 

 


 

“So tell me Spencer, do you have a boyfriend back in Canada?”


 

 


 

“Nope, no boyfriend.” I looked at James to see how he reacted to this information. Again he winked at me.


 

 


 

“You never told me why you decided to come to Hogwarts.” Rose said


 

 


 

“Well it wasn’t really my choice.”


 

 


 

“What do you mean?”


 

 


 

 My friend Mia and I got into some trouble and they decided to send me here.”


 

 


 

“What did you do?” asked James.


 

 


 

“Well there was this really big incident at the end of last year. But the final straw happened this morning. There was a guy who had the nerve to cheat on a girl and while in potions class, muggle itching powder was used. That probably wasn’t my best idea, now that I think about it.” James lowered his eyes to his food.


 

 


 

“I bet the girl thanked you for that.” Said Rose.


 

 


 

“You would think so but no she just called me a hypocrite.”


 

 


 

“Why would she do that?” Asked Albus.


 

 


 

“I’m not the most honest person either. The best relationships I find are the ‘use and lose’ relationships.


 

 


 

Again James leaned into me and whispered in my ear, “I understand it completely and if you are ever in need I am free to be used.”


 

 


 

I leaned away from him. “Why does that not surprise me?” He gave me his crooked cocky smile and I kind of forgot what we were talking about. Just then a brown haired boy came running up to the table and stopped in front of our little group. At some point in the day his hair was spiked but it had gotten messed up by what I assumed looked like someone had vigorously run their hands through it.


 

 


 

“How do you do mates, what did I miss?”


 

 


 

“We got a new student from Canada.” Said Lily, the boys eyes fell on me and he smiled.


 

 


 

“Oh yes we did.”


 

 


 

“Are you honestly standing there checking me out?”


 

 


 

“Yes”


 

 


 

“I appreciate your honesty, check away.” He obviously liked what he saw.


 

 


 

“What do you say me and you go find a broom closet?”


 

 


 

“A broom closet, please I have a little more dignity then that.” This caused a girl who was passing the table to glare heavily at me. “But if you want to find an empty classroom I’m all for that.”


 

 


 

“I like this girl.”


 

 


 

“Nathan mate, have a seat.” There was something rather territorial in James’ voice, I gave him a questioning look but he looked back down at his plate.


 

 


 

“Okay chill J.P.” Nathan sat across from James and filled his plate.


 

 


 

“So am I like the only person here without an accent or is it with one?”


 

 


 

“With, and yeah I think so,” answered Rose.


 

 


 

“Cool, I always liked being one of a kind.”


 

 


 

“You’re defiantly something.” James said this so quietly I was sure I wasn’t supposed to hear it. After a while the dinner disappeared and was replaced with dessert. There were all sorts of sweets and fruit. Rose and I both grabbed fruit while the others grabbed pudding and cake. Rose, James and I all finished our desserts at the same time and together we left the hall. We made it to the door the same time as a blond boy with a pointed chin and grey eyes. He was wearing a green and silver tie.


 

 


 

“That’s him,” Rose whispered in my ear. I watched as the boy gave Rose a small shy smile. Unfortunately I wasn’t the only one who saw. As we were on the marble staircase James spoke.


 

 


 

“Do you fancy a Malfoy Rose?” There was something very accusing in his voice.


 

 


 

“Ahh...” she turned pink as she tried to think of something to say.


 

 


 

“What’s fancy?” I asked. James kept starring at Rose as he answered me.


 

 


 

“It’s a word we use to describe being attracted to someone.”


 

 


 

“Oh so if I said you fancy me, would I be right?” That got his attention.


 

 


 

“Me fancy you? Please love, don’t flatter yourself. I see the way you look at me; it’s you that fancies me.”


 

 


 

“I can see how me ogling your body could be mistaken for fancying. But you go out of your way to talk to me, not the other way around.” This kept him quiet till we got to the common room.


 

 


 

“I’m just going to go grab my homework, I’ll be back.” He disappeared through the door to the boy’s dormitory.


 

 


 

“Thanks James would freak if he knew I fancied Scorpius.”


 

 


 

“Yeah I kinda got the feeling he would, why what’s the deal?”


 

 


 

“It’s this old feud that’s been on since before the war, he just doesn’t trust the Malfoy’s.” I remember learning about the war at Sky, it happened more than three decades ago.


 

 


 

“Isn’t it kind of ridiculous to hold onto a grudge that wasn’t yours in the first place?”


 

 


 

“Exactly, I know he would get over it if her knew Scorpius.”


 

 


 

“Do you know him?” That came out sounding a lot harsher than I intended it to.


 

 


 

“I guess I don’t, it feels like I do though, but I could be completely wrong.” James came back into the room and sat at a table and pulled put a roll of parchment. Rose went and got her homework. I starred at James, not really seeing him but remembering the way I felt when I saw him for the first time. I felt like I had known him my whole life at the time I thought it was absurd. But if Rose could feel like that towards Scorpius maybe it wasn’t so absurd, maybe it was possible. Maybe James and I were meant too...


 

 


 

“What are you starring at?” James’ voice broke apart my thoughts. I blinked and focused on his eyes.


 

 


 

“You” I replied.


 

 


 

“That’s understandable; I am easy to look at.” He had his crooked cocky smile back on. I couldn’t help but to notice how that smile lit up his eyes.


 

 


 

“Will your head ever stop growing?” I knew as soon as I said it, those were the wrong words to say. The light in his eyes seemed to get brighter.


 

 


 

“I don’t know why don’t you come and find out?”


 

 


 

“I walked right into that.” I went and sat across from him as he laughed. “For the record I meant the one above your belt.”


 

 


 

“Uh-huh sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.” I rolled my eyes as Rose returned with her books and sat at the table. 


 

 


 

“What are you guys talking about?”


 

 


 

“Rosie you don’t want to know.” Said James.


 

 


 

“Why not?” She asked.


 

 


 

“Because of the immature boy that he is, we are talking about his penis. Is penis to vulgar? Should I have used a special word? Oh like doodle.” The tree of us were laughing as Albus came up to the table and stood behind Rose.


 

 


 

“What’s so funny?” He asked.


 

 


 

“Trust me little bro, you’re better off not knowing.”


 

 


 

“It’s no big, we’re just laughing at his doodle.” This made Rose laugh even harder, she put her head down on the table to muffle the sound. She knocked a piece of her parchment on the floor, Albus bent to pick it up. While James and I starred at each other, well I starred James was kind of glaring.  


 

 


 

“Rose, didn’t you already finish your homework?” Albus asked as he handed back her fallen parchment. Hiccupping slightly Rose answered him.


 

 


 

“I am just double checking it.”


 

 


 

“It’s got to be perfect, right Rosie?” James was still looking at me as he said this.


 

 


 

“Not perfect, just very good.”


 

 


 

“Perfectionist” said James.


 

 


 

“Man whore” replied Rose. I watched as she pulled from her bag a quill and a bottle of ink. “What are you looking at?”


 

 


 

“That old-fashioned get up you got going on.”


 

 


 

“What get up?” She asked.


 

 


 

“Ink, quills and parchment, isn’t that so seventeen hundreds?”


 

 


 

“It’s what has always been used. What do you use?”


 

 


 

“Pens, paper, oh and my computer.” Rose’s eyes got big and bright.


 

 


 

“You have a computer?” I nodded, “can I see it?” she asked.


 

 


 

“Umm yeah, it’s upstairs I’ll show you sometime.”


 

 


 

“I could redo my whole Muggle Studies essay with a firsthand experience.”


 

 


 

“Rose breath, that’s unnecessary work, you will get an A anyway.” said Albus.


 

 


 

“Right unnecessary,” she went back to crossing out sentences and rewriting them. I was starring transfixed at her that was the most bizarre reaction I had ever seen.


 

 


 

“Hey Spencer, do you want to play a game of exploding snap?”


 

 


 

“Yeah sure,” Albus and I went and sat at the next table and began our game. “What’s with Rose?” I asked.


 

 


 

“She tends to get a little over excited when it comes to homework. But don’t think that she is just some weird nerd, she is capable of having a typical teenage good time.”


 

 


 

“And the never having a boyfriend is why?”


 

 


 

“In short her dad and James, they’re both overly protective. It wouldn’t matter so much if it was just Uncle Ron but with James too it makes it kind of difficult.”


 

 


 

“Why does James care so much?”


 

 


 

“Rose’s knowledge comes from books she’s not what the Muggles would say, street smart. While James knows exactly what kind of guys are out there, he should seeing how he is kind of the worst type. He doesn’t want her hurt and he wants the best for her. He’s the same way with our sister Lilly, just not as bad seeing how she is only twelve.” That was really sweet of James, I didn’t think he was the type to care about his family. Maybe he deserved more credit than I gave him. Albus and I played in silence for a few minutes until I noticed James starring at me.


 

 


 

“So besides the fact that he cares about his family, what’s the deal with James?”


 

 


 

“What do you mean?”


 

 


 

“Well since the moment I met him all he’s done his hit on me, I’m guessing he does that all the time. You’re his brother right? You must know all about him, so tell me his story.” Albus took a moment before saying.


 

 


 

“James’ ego is the right size for how people treat him. All the guys look up to him because he’s amazing at quidditch and the girls they want him to notice them, even if it’s just for a moment, they will do anything. So he takes advantage of that.”


 

 


 

“Do you look up to him?”


 

 


 

“James is my older brother. To me he is the guy who all summer long  we practise quidditch together. When I need it he will give me advice on girls, school, anything. He is a good brother, but he’s not really a good guy.” I starred at James for a second then asked.


 

 


 

“Why don’t you get the same attention?” Albus snorted.


 

 


 

“Besides the physical differences, we have different values in life.” Again I looked at James, I could tell he had a good body. He had muscles but it wasn’t over the top. Okay in my opinion he was all around drool-worthy but Albus definitely had drool potential. He wore glasses but they worked for him. He was taller than James but he wasn’t gangly, and his hair stuck up in the back. I could see how people would throw a shadow over him in comparison to James but he really was good looking.


 

 


 

“I’m going to need you to stop looking at me like that, it’s kind of creepy?”


 

 


 

“Sorry. So how do you have different life values?”


 

 


 

“I guess it’s not so much as life but love.” Albus replied.


 

 


 

“What do you mean?” I asked.


 

 


 

“Well James likes anything...”


 

 


 

“...With boobs?” Albus smiled.


 

 


 

“That’s a crude way to put it. A nicer way would be that he likes to keep his options open.”


 

 


 

“He likes to keep his options open I kinda figured it was just girl’s legs he liked to keep open.”


 

 


 

“You sound bitter.”


 

 


 

“Shut up.” Albus chuckled. “So what’s your opinion?” He took a moment to answer.


 

 


 

“There is one girl for me, who I will love forever.”


 

 


 

“Have you me her yet?”


 

 


 

“No, not yet.” I thought about what he had said while we played. I didn’t know if his theroy worked for me but someday he was going to make a girl extremely happy.


 

 


 

“So what about you, what are your opinions on love?” I looked into his green eyes, he seemed honestly curious.


 

 


 

“If I said I had parental issues would that answer your question?”


 

 


 

“Yeah”


 

 


 

“Good, then I have parental issues.”


 

 


 

“Hey, you guys mind if I watch?” Rose asked.


 

 


 

“No have a seat.” I said. Albus and I played while Rose watched, we joked and talked the three of us creating a friendship.


 

 


 

“Okay that’s it I can only lose so many time in a row and ten is my limit.”


 

 


 

“I probably should have mentioned I’m really good at exploding snap.”


 

 


 

“Yeah you could have, would have saved me the embarrassment.” Albus smiled at me, “I’m going to bed, goodnight to both of you.” Albus got up and left the table. Rose stood up and stretched.


 

 


 

“I’m going to, are you coming?”

 


 

“No I’m not tired.


 

 


 

“Okay I’ll see you tomorrow.”


 

 


 

“Night,” the door to the girls dorm closed and I looked around the room. The only people left in the common room were James and I. I acknowledged that something inside me wanted him. Normally I would act on that impulse but something was different this time. But if it want different I knew exactly what I would do. I’d sit in his lap, caress his chest, grab his tie, pull him towards me and kiss him. As we kissed passionately he’d pick me up and lay me on the table. He would climb on top of me and we would take each others close off...


 

 


 

I blinked and forced myself out of my daydream. I moved over to the couch and stretched out in front of the fire. I needed a personal therapy session. What the fuck was wrong with me? I Just needed to focus on something else, simple and easy.


 

 


 

I pulled out my wand and began twirling it in front of me. Instantly snow began to fall around me, disappearing the moment it touched me. But the snow didn’t melt it was just simply falling into nothingness. “How are you doing that?” James’ head appeared above mine. I shrugged concentrating on the magic. “How come it disappears when it touches you and not me?” I looked up at him; his hair was covered in white flakes.


 

 


 

“Because I’m amazing, come here.” He leaned down closer to me and I brushed out his hair. Then hesitated realizing just how close we were.


 

 


 

“You’re going to snog me now aren’t you?” I dropped my hands from his hair and sat up laughing.


 

 


 

“What the hell is snog?” He looked at me with disbelief all over his face.


 

 


 

“It’s kissing.”


 

 


 

“Seriously? That makes it sound vaguely disgusting. I think of a pig when I hear snog. Probably because it sounds like hog but the point is eww.” I realized I was rambling and was thankful when James cut across me.


 

 


 

“Okay, before you continue making fun of my language can I show you something?” I nodded trying not to smile at the cute hurt look on his face. He sat down beside me and held out something fluid and silvery-grey. I reached out and touched it; it was like water woven into material.


 

 


 

“What is it?”


 

 


 

“An invisibility cloak, and there is something else to.” This time he held out a very old looking piece of parchment. I took it from him and he tapped it with his wand. “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” I watched as lines spread across the surface of the parchment from the point of his wand, within seconds a map had formed. I felt my mouth open but I had nothing to say. “It’s The Marauder’s Map, my dad gave me both of these when I started at Hogwarts. Apparently my Grandfather was Prongs.”


 

 


 

“This is seriously a map of Hogwarts?” He nodded, I looked back at the map and there sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room was, James Potter and Spencer Clark. I couldn’t look away, it was an incredible piece of magic and I could feel it. “Why are you showing me this?” I looked into his brown eyes and he looked into mine.


 

 


 

“I don’t know I just figured you of all people would appreciate it.”


 

 


 

“But you don’t know me.”


 

 


 

“Call it a hunch.” Still I looked into his eyes trying to figure out just exactly what he meant. “Do you want to go for a walk?”


 

 


 

“I’d like that.” I watched as James stood up, draped the cloak around himself and disappeared. I just sat there amazed. His head reappeared.


 

 


 

“Are you coming?” I stood and moved to his side. I hesitated before moving under the cloak with him.


 

 


 

“Is this just a way to get close to me?”


 

 


 

“Yes”


 

 


 

“Okay, I can live with that.” I joined him under the cloak and we left through the portrait hole. He put his arm around me and leaned closer, looking at the map.


 

 


 

“Looks like all the teachers and the Heads are on the lower floors, so to be safe we will stick to the top floors.” He pulled away but didn’t remove his arm. Any other guy and I would have shrugged away but I really didn’t mind his arm around me, I actually kind of liked it. This notion unnerved me and I couldn’t stop the shiver that went down my spine.


 

 


 

“Cold?” he tightened his arm around my waist pulling me still closer to him. I needed to change the subject.


 

 


 

“You don’t strike me as the kind of guy who plays safe.”


 

 


 

“I guess I’m not.”


 

 


 

“Why tonight then?” He turned to look at me and even in the dim light I could see how strikingly brown his eyes were.


 

 


 

“I guess because of you.” His eyes were so innocent and filled with vulnerability. My eyes travelled over his perfect features, I hesitated on his lips.


 

 


 

“What gave you the idea that I wanted to kiss you?” His crooked cocky smile was back and I noticed how it made him look not only perfect but sexy.

 


 

“I saw the way you were looking at me; you were so undressing me with your eyes.”


 

 


 

“And if I was?” His smile faded slightly, he had been expecting me to deny it.


 

 


 

“Were you really, I was just fishing?”


 

 


 

“I’ll admit I did have a momentary lapse in judgment.” I shrugged, “but I’m over it now.” I lied easily trying to convince myself.


 

 


 

“I’m going to change the subject now, I feel like if we continue on this, I’m going to get insulted.”


 

 


 

“I can’t promise that you won’t.”


 

 


 

“Right, so do you play quidditch?”


 

 


 

“Yeah I did.”


 

 


 

“What position?”

 


 

“Chaser.”


 

 


 

“Me to, you know tryouts are on Saturday, you should come.”


 

 


 

“I’ll think about it.” He stopped walking and pulled me against his body. My hands were against his chest and I could feel the muscles under his shirt.


 

 


 

“Just so you know, I am the captain and I could think of a few things that you could do to sway my judgment.” He gave me his perfect crooked smile and I felt myself lean into him. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do next but I was saved the trouble of figuring it out when I felt the presence of concealed magic.


 

 


 

I took a step back from him and asked, “Where are we?” James looked down at the map.


 

 


 

“Seventh floor.” It was a stretch of blank wall, across from it was a tapestry that showed what looked like a man trying to train trolls for the ballet. I turned back to the wall, stretched out my hand and touched it. It wasn’t cold like you would expect a stone wall to be. It was warm, like the energy within the magic was warming the wall.


 

 


 

“What is it?” James asked.


 

 


 

“There is magic concealed here.” It was like the magic that hid the headmaster’s office. Only it was a darker magic. “It’s a door.”


 

 


 

“A door to what?” I shook my head. I concentrated and let my instincts take over. James still had his arm around me so we moved together. Three times we walked past, all the while thinking ‘show me what you are.’ After the third time past a door appeared. I grabbed the door knob and pulled the door open.


 

 


 

Once we were both inside James pulled the door closed. It wasn’t a very big room but it did answer my question. On the wall opposite the door was a banner that read, ‘Welcome to the Room of Requirement.’ That’s when I understood it was only dark because people could use it for anything, whatever they needed the room to be it would become that.


 

 


 

“What is a room of requirement?” James asked.


 

 


 

“It’s a room that can turn into anything you need it to be.”


 

 


 

“Huh, so if we were looking for a place with some privacy were we could get intimate, what would it turn into?” I wasn’t thrilled with his example, I wasn’t sure I trusted myself to be alone with him in a room with a bed. But I was curious.


 

 


 

“There is only one way to find out.” We stepped back into the corridor. James closed the door and it disappeared into the wall. Again we past the wall three times, all the while I was thinking, ‘we need a place where we can be alone, together.’ The door appeared and I opened it. This room was slightly larger than the last. It featured a large four poster bed and a couch. James was starring from the couch to the bed and back again. I could almost hear him thinking, ‘why do you need both?’ Typical guy doesn’t understand fore play. I gave him an eye roll, but something about the wall caught my attention mid roll. I walked out from under the cloak and moved closer to the wall, I touched it and I dissolved into laughter.


 

 


 

“What is it?” I heard James ask. I turned back to him and he was laying the cloak on the arm of the couch. I took a couple breaths and then managed to say.


 

 


 

“The walls are padded.”


 

 


 

“What? No way.” James came over to where I was standing and stretched out his hand. He to laughed. He turned to look at me. “Is that really necessary?”


 

 


 

“Oh yes.” I grabbed the front of his shirt and pushed him up against the wall. “Things could get a little rough.” I bit my lip, our bodies were pressed together. I could feel his heart beat. His eyes never left mine. There was no doubt about it I wanted him, but I couldn’t. His eyes moved to my lips and I stepped away from him.


 

 


 

“I think we should leave before we get any more ideas.”


 

 


 

 “Okay.”James picked up the cloak and threw it over both of us. We left the room and made our way back to Gryffindor Tower. Once in the common room James pulled the off cloak. “You know I think that’s the room my dad told me about, he used to teach defence in there, he wouldn’t tell me where it was though. I can’t wait to tell him I found it.”


 

 


 

“And under what circumstances are you going to tell him you found it?”


 

 


 

“I’m going to tell him the truth, a beautiful seductress lured me from my bed.” He really needed to stop giving me that perfect crooked smile. I couldn’t stop my eyes rolling at him. “Do you think the room could be our little secret?” I wasn’t sure what his plan was or if he even had one but I’d give him a chance. I nodded.


 

 


 

“Sure,” I walked over to the door to the girl’s dorm.


 

 


 

“Good night Spencer.”


 

 


 

“Night James,” I pulled open the door and climbed the stairs to my room.

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