Scratch your name upon my lips by princessrapunzel
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I was about one hundred and three percent sure he had been a virgin until I had met him.
I had played the thief, and stolen his innocence.
It’s the devil that makes us sin, my darling, not alcohol.
Maybe, he’d said. Maybe.
“I never wanted to hurt you, it’s the last thing I’d ever want to do.”
Those three words echoed in my ears.
“You’ve always loved things that you shouldn’t. Things that no one else would touch.”
“She’s a feeder.”
“You’re making me go mad.” He whispered, and I smiled slightly. Those were my words, weren’t they?
How pathetic. I had butterflies in my stomach.
It could have been Lord bloody Voldemort himself and I wouldn’t have known.
“You’re making me go mad.” I whispered, and I felt him laugh. Whose words were they now? Were they his, or mine?
In that moment, I wasn’t Emmanuelle or even Em, I was just a girl. I was just a girl dancing to a song, and no one else.
Seeing him there - lying broken and irreparable, was what truly broke me.
He kept saying my name funnily. No one said my said. No one said my name like he did.
I wasn’t brave, I was a Slytherin.
He was slowly, and surely, becoming my whole world and yet – there he was, with another girl.
“No, I –” He began, sounding panicked.
Scorpius wasn’t hard to find; he was tall, he was blonde and he was brooding.
The room, one that had been so full of voices, fell silent upon my arrival. All eyes were on me, but there was only one person whom I wanted to have eyes for.
And with that, I lost him.
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