Wanderer (Scorpius!)

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Bianca knew she shouldn't have been out after hours, but she had just been in the common room, partying, of course, when a few first and second years went and ratted the whole thing out. Not to her Head of House, as it would've still been going if that's who they had told, but one of the other uptight professors. The professor had come in and told them all to leave immediately, and go up to bed or they'd all get detention. Bianca was smart, though, and had left before the woman had even got there.

She wasn't going to get in trouble, even if she did that all the time. She didn't feel like visiting the Headmaster tonight, so sneaking out was what she had done. She didn't feel bad, though, and she was glad that no one had gotten detention. She wouldn't have regretted her to decision to leave, but she would've felt guilty. She was human, after all. Wasn't everyone? Didn't they all have their moments? She wondered why she was thinking so deeply about something so insignificant, and she shook her head. Maybe she hadn't drank enough, or maybe she had drank too much.

She wasn't feeling drunk, though. Just slightly tipsy, and Bianca knew how to hide that well, as she had a lot of practice. Bianca was the Slytherin Party Girl, and she was well known for it. All of her other sisters had been too good for the life she was living, and Bianca was glad. She didn't want to follow in any of her sister's footsteps, or act like them in any way, shape, or form. They were all clones of each other, and Bianca thought that that on the whole was stupid. Why would you want to be like anyone else when you could be a really cool, original person? She didn't understand.

Bianca looked over the top of the tower, shivering sightly. It wasn't that cold, but there was an occasional wind that, whenever it blew, made her shiver. She forgot to bring out her jacket, but she thought that was totally acceptable as she had been sneaking out. Oh well, she'd be fine. She wouldn't die or anything, it was just the wind. Bianca snorted at her mind's over-dramatics. She really was crazy.

She heard someone coming up the stairs and spun around. She saw a blonde head and gasped. "

[/size]Scorpykins! I haven't seen you in ages!" Bianca grinned. She had been quite busy lately and hadn't been seeing Scorpius that often. After all, Bianca was a lot more socially active than Scorpius was. He was more into girls that anything, while Bianca was just ready for fun and parties, and things like that. Either way, she hadn't been seeing him lately.[/size]

*images credit to LAUREN FERSHIZ! of CAUTION 2.0*[/color][/center]

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Scorpius could hear the loud, blasting music outside his dorm room as Slytherins danced and drank. A Slytherin girl had, not that it took much persuading, managed to convince Scorpius to enter her dorm room. Obviously Scorpius was a fan of meaninglessly fooling around, but when the music came to an abrupt stop and the yelling of a professor could be detected, Scorpius saw himself out of her room. He knew the professor would check the dorm rooms, considering Slytherins were usually the lot looking for physical fun. Now, after sneaking back to his bed and pretending to sleep, he was left jaded with nothing to do and he was no longer in the mood to sneak back into the door room of what’s-her-name. The professor gave those in the common room detentions and then left them to their beds. Scorpius could hear the chattering of children, most likely first years, as they paced towards their dorms.

“One of the girls ran away though!” A first year girls who had told the professors about the party in their common room exclaimed to another boy their age.
Scorpius raised an eyebrow, exiting his room and approaching the child.
“It was Bianca Zabini.” The boy stated matter-of-factly.

Bianca had always been the friend Scorpius looked to when he was interested in having a good time. He, at the moment, was in need of some fun. His whole family was screwed and they seemed to want to drag Scorpius down to insanity as well, so what better way to forget about this then to engage himself in some excitement?

“We should go and tell the professor.” The little girl replied, noticing Scorpius’ presence.
She gulped; most were aware that Scorpius found most children a nuisance. However, he smiled charmingly at her, kneeling down to the ground to match her height.
“You don’t need to bother the professor; I’ll go and catch her.” He told them persuasively as the children nodded their heads.
“What direction did she go in?” He asked, the children pointing towards the towers.

Scorpius smirked, heading to the broom cupboard instead. He pulled out two brooms, making sure that they weren’t that slow crap that the school offered. Grabbing a sweater from his dorm room because of the cold weather, he checked the towers for Bianca. He climbed the steps of the North tower, hearing her voice as soon as he made his way to the top. He chuckled, the nickname causing him to grin back.

“Well since it’s been such a long time since we’ve had some fun, I thought we should start now.” He frowned as he saw her shivering. Looking down towards his hands, he grabbed his sweater that had been accompanied by the two brooms and tossed her it.
“Here: It may be a bit big, but since it’s been on my body, my attractiveness has rubbed off on it – you’ll sport it nicely.” He smirked haughtily; the arrogant Slytherin was only joking as he praised himself.
“I was thinking we could do some flying, and maybe some racing?” He began, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
“Unless you’re scared I’d beat you…” He trailed off, once again teasing Biance as he continued to smile mischievously. [/color]

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Bianca looked at the two broomsticks in his hand and thought back to the last time they had flew. It had been a time when there had been a ton of drama going on with Bianca and her family. Thinking back, it had always been a bad time when they had decided to go flying. Bianca looked at Scorpius, her worry showing in her eyes but no where else. She'd ask him in a second, as she did worry about Scorpius. He had one messed up family, just like she did, and they were just close like that. They had been friends for like, forever, and she knew him better than a lot of people. She knew that he wouldn't want to be fussed over(who did?) so she wouldn't obsess or anything. That wasn't her style, anyway.

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[/size]Sure! Why not? The party in the common room got trashed. Stupid first years or something, but you know me, I just left. I didn't see you, what happened?[/size]" Normally, Scorpius would've been there. She guessed that he probably went off with some girl or something, but she hadn't seen him do it, so she hadn't been sure. She caught the sweater and smiled gratefully at him. She heard what he said, though, and rolled her eyes with a grin. "Oh please, Scorpius, I would've sported it better than you would've. Everything looks better on me, anyway.[/size]" She said with a wink and a laugh. This was how they always joked around.

"[/size]Yeah, right! You could never beat me! I'm so much better.[/size]" Bianca said, slipping on the sweater he had tossed to her. She looked at him and he looked the same as always. She wondered why she had expected something different, maybe something unusual? She didn't know. Then again, she had had a few drinks, not enough to affect her, but who knew these days? She didn't even remember what she drank, but oh well. She'd be fine; she always was. After all, she was Bianca Zabini.

"[/size]So, anything new? Home? School? Somethin'?[/size]" She asked with a smile. She knew that he probably wouldn't say anything, but she might as well ask. After all, she was a very inquisitive person, and Scorpius was sure to know that from experience. They had gotten into a lot of trouble through the years because Bianca hadn't wanted to go find out something about someone, and she usually dragged someone along with her. Normally, it was a Slytherin, but she was known to drag whoever she met first. Half of the time, it had been Scorp. Lucky him. Bianca drummed her nails on the stone wall, feeling another strong wind. She was glad that she had the sweater, or she probably would've been frozen out here, or gotten sick or something.

And Bianca just hated being sick. People had to look after her and everything, and she was very independent. She hated when people got all fussy on her and made sure to 'look after her' and 'keep an eye on her'. Normally, that resulted in some sort of fight ending with her sitting in the Headmaster's office trying to explain away some "silly little confrontation", in her mind. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked back to Scorpius, waiting for him to say something.[/size]

*images credit to LAUREN FERSHIZ! of CAUTION 2.0*[/color][/center]

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Scorpius was thankful that Bianca wasn’t one of those fussy girls who left a person with no space to breathe when it came to their personal life. Obviously Scorpius would tell her about everything – he always did – but for now, he was in the mood to forget a little. He smirked slightly at her comment; he had partied and socialized for a little while, but that had ended too quickly.
“I assume you know me well enough to know that I found someone to entertain me.” The egotistical smirk only grew as he spoke to her.

"Oh please, Scorpius, I would've sported it better than you would've. Everything looks better on me, anyway."
He chuckled, pretending to look at her as if she were insane.
“In your dreams.” He stated, smiling childishly.
He raised his eyebrows suggestively as she told him she was better; he would take this as a ticket to challenge her.
“Why don’t we make a little wager on that?” He smiled mischievously as the idea came to mind.
“Loser does laundry for the other for a month?” He asked; the idea was intriguing considering he was too lazy to wash his own clothes.
Strolling down to the tower’s window, he mounted his broom and waited for her to come and do the same.
“The finish line can be the beginning of the forest.” He suggested, staring out of the glassless window.

He shrugged his shoulders to indicated he wasn’t in the mood to talk about his household at the moment. He would probably tell her all about it when, as Scorpius pictured in his mind, she lost the bet and he paraded about arrogantly. Scorpius had constantly been thinking of what had happened during the winter holidays and had, like usual, looked to Bianca to get his mind off it. He had been hoping for peace, but with these rich pureblood families, peace was never something that took place. Especially with the Malfoy’s, and while most of them maintained their appearances of looking prim and proper, underneath was insanity. His mother, unaware of the consequences, was rooting for his permanent residence to be her house, and his controlling grandfather and father’s dispute would last forever and only grow larger. Not to mention Scorpius’ father, your everyday pedophile, had been getting just as close to Isabella as he had been. He had begun to think that the only rational member of his family was, despite her utter insanity, Bellatrix. Obviously Scorpius would never call on his family for this – that would be disrespectful and Lucius would make sure this never occurred – which was why he was rather discreet about it. [/color]


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