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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟖:
𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓
❝ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚? ❞
「 𝗍𝗐: 𝗌𝖺 (𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 / 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍) 」
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━Stella stood up, feeling light-headed more than usual. It only happened after she downed the sparkling grape which tasted like peppermint for some odd reason.
"Belle, you know I don't like it when you give me that sympathy look." said Stella.
"No!" exclaimed Belle. "I was just staring... I promise." said Belle, looking at Stella every now and then.
She swore she saw a twinkle of pink on Stella's eyes.
"These stupid heirlooms are so heavy." complained Stella. She wanted nothing more than to take it off and burn it.
Belle turned her nose high-up, the Malfoy jewelries were just so tacky. "Well, you're allowed to take it off, considering that the party is over."
Stella looked around and it sure was over since the hall was deserted. "I'll change into my night gown then I'll head over to yours."
Belle nodded, looking very pleased and happy that they were going to have another sleepover again. "Alright, I'll change on mine."
With that, two girls departed to their own rooms, with Stella struggling to get the heirloom out of her neck. She wanted to rip off the diamond accessories on her body if possible.
"For the love of Merlin, why won't it—" Stella was cut right off when someone on her door arrived. "Woolly! Thank Godric! help me out of this bloody necklace."
Except it wasn't her house-elf, it was Lucius Malfoy.
"Need help?" said Lucius, as he came in the room with his button-up shirt loose and his long blonde hair was slightly out of place.
Stella wanted to say no, she wanted to refuse anything from Malfoy, but something in her wanted his help, in fact she felt like as if she was desperate for it. "Yeah."
Lucius walked over to her, Stella felt chills run down her spine as he managed to take the jewelry off so smoothly, and even after he was done, his hand was still lingering on the nape of her neck.
"Thank y—" fumbled Stella, but was cut right off when she quickly turned around causing her face to almost collide on Lucius'
For a good 10 seconds, all they did was stare at each other, Lucius could feel his heart beating faster every second as Stella didn't pull away.
So, before she could have the chance to do so, Lucius closed off the small gap and connected his lips on hers, kissing her so gently at first then roughly.
And with that unfamiliar lust and infatuation swirling around her stomach, she let herself melt under Lucius' touch and kissed back, him taking advantage on the kiss made her let out small gasps that made him deepen the kiss even more.
All of that was possible if it weren't for the love potion in Stella's drink.
Stella and Lucius got looks when both of them stepped into the train together. The latter was holding her hand tightly so she couldn't escape, he was about to drag them into a compartment, but once they were inside, Stella yanked Lucius' hand away.
"Personal space, every heard of it?" said Stella, glaring at the boy.
"Now, now, that's not what you said on New year's eve." said Lucius with a smirk on his face.
Stella scrunched her nose up, not knowing what the bloody hell he was talking about. "You must be talking nonsense because I don't remember any events of us together the other day."
Lucius raised an eyebrow at her. Maybe she was too drunk to remember, but no, she didn't even drink champagne or wine that night.
"Fine, go." said Lucius, bitterly. "But remember what your father said, Stella. Lessen your hang-outs with your blood-traitor friends, they might think you're not engaged to someone when you bloody are."
"Oh, I'm well aware." retorted Stella. "How can I possibly forget the most unfortunate thing that's ever happened in my life?"
Lucius was too embarrassed to speak, so, he only watched as she was walking away from him.
Harsh clicking of her heels was all that can be heard besides from how was the train was going on the rail tracks. Stella avoided the marauders' compartment because she needed to avoid them. To stay away from them.
But that didn't seem possible when James Potter had pulled her inside an empty compartment.
"Hi." breathed out James.
At all cost, Stella avoided his eye contact, afraid that her emotions will crumble like sand once she meets those mesmerizing hazel eyes of his.
"Do you fancy the floor or something?" asked James, teasingly. "I mean, I'm very much more attractive than the floor so..."
With his point finger, he delicately lifted up Stella's chin, forcing her blue eyes to bore in his hazel ones and once James did so, he had only realized that their faces were only inches apart to the point that they could feel each other taking breaths.
Godric— since when did London felt so hot in September?
"Why did you bring me here?" asked Stella. Their bodies were so close together despite the free space from the compartment.
James took another inch in-between them and lightly brushed of the baby hairs covering Stella's forehead.
God— if only James knew how fast Stella's heart was beating.
"W-what are you doing?" stuttered Stella, cursing herself for suddenly being so flustered around James.
"Nothing, was I doing something?" hummed James.
Oh, he fucking knows what he was doing, alright.
Stella took a deep breath. Her chest falling and rising for a couple of times. "We should— um—"
Stella tried to escape James' tall figure but that only made him trap her with his arm covering the door. "You missed our compartment, come on."
James intertwined his hand to hers but Stella forcibly took her hand back. "I think I'll stay at Eloise and Portia's compartment."
James' iconic smirk fell from his face. Why did it feel like she was purposely avoiding him, more so them? "Why? who am I going to lean on as a pillow?"
"Sirius can." answered Stella.
"Padfoot and Moony are always each other's pillows." responded James, in fact he has seen them kind of cuddling with each other.
"There's Peter." said Stella. "Look, James— it's kind of a girl talk." lied Stella.
"Oh." mumbled James. "Oh! alright — you go on, love. Do your girl things and after that you'll be with me right?"
"What—"
"Not with me like in a relationship, though I wouldn't mind it." said James with a wink, causing Stella to groan in annoyance. "But with me like, you know, catching up."
"Okay." said Stella, knowing damn well that she'll avoid him at all cost.
"Brilliant." smiled James.
"I'll see you at Hogwarts, love!"
As Stella walked back to find Eloise and Portia's compartment, guilt surely was eating her alive.
"Stella!" called out James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. They made their way to get her as soon as they got if the train but someone got a hold of her before they did.
"Didn't I just warn you?" seethed Lucius at Stella, gripping her wrists tightly making her wince out in pain.
"Let her go, Malfoy!" shouted Elosie and Portia.
James, came into the scene, looking as furious as ever. Remus, Sirius, and Peter had to hold him back from hexing Malfoy right then and there.
"Let me go!" shouted Stella as she pushed Lucius away. "Don't ever fucking touch me again."
James stood in front of protectively in front of her. Shielding her from Malfoy.
"But that's not what you said the other night wasn't it?" asked Lucius, smirking as the events flashed on his head. "You saying my name multiple times from that pretty little lips of yours."
Stella couldn't understand what he was saying and it was shown all over her face. She did not remember anything that happened between them.
"What the fuck did you just say?" asked James, demandingly. Alarms ringing off inside his ears and his knuckles turning white from his tight fist.
"That's right, Potter." spat Lucius. "I was the one whom she wanted desperately, I'm her fiance after all, not a blood-traitor like y—"
Lucius Malfoy never got to finish his sentence as James Potter launched himself onto the older Slytherin, wasting no time on fighting him the muggle way, he threw his wand to Remus and punched Malfoy multiple times until his face was barely recognizable from all the blood on his face.
"James! stop— please— you're going to get into trouble! James! you're getting hurt! stop!" called out Stella, but James didn't hear her, all he ever wanted was to hurt this blonde boy and beat him up until he was like a dead ferret.
James' ears were shut to all Stella's pleads, he poured out his anger from Stella for betraying him, onto Lucius, but mostly because he talked about her in the most provocative way possible.
James knew Stella wasn't lying about not knowing the events that happened between them.
James was angry that he had used Stella without her proper consent so he continued to punch him despite Lucius fighting back.
Portia and Eloise backed away in avoidance of the problem.
Peter, Sirius, and Remus, had their wands pointed at the Slytherins who were willing to help Malfoy.
"Stop! yer' all!" shouted Hagrid, swooping James away from a beaten up Lucius.
James' knuckles were filled with blood, Stella tried to help him but he pushed her hand away, harshly. As they looked at each others eyes, all Stella could see from his hazel ones were betrayal.
author's note
stella and lucius did not have seggs if that's what you're wondering.
ew.
i would not let any of the characters to perform any sexual acts while being underage or not in the proper age for it, which is 15 and below.
uhh... this is the last sad chapter i promise!!!
or maybe not... who knows 🤷🏻♀️
gonna hide from you all now. bye.
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