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âAre you sure, Lucy?â he breathed out, leaning over her, just inches away from her lips. He glanced down again, his eyes on her lips, lingering for a moment before meeting her eyes again. He reached up, his knuckles brushing over her skin, before he cupped her chin, his thumb running over her bottom lip. âYou can say yes. No oneâs around. Just you and me. You canât deny itâ you liked it. And you want it to happen again.â
He was standing too close her and she didnât know whether to push him away or pull him closer. She wasnât disgusted at the thought of kissing him again and the way he was looking down at her made her crave her lips against hers. Lips parted, ready to turn him down as her name fell from his lips. Heâd never called her by her name and she found that he she didnât hate it. Like it actually, especially in the breathy way he seemed to be speaking at the moment.Â
Sheâs only just broken up with someone she thought she loved, this wanting of Malfoy had to be some kind of reaction to heartbreak. Even if she wasât all that heartbroken about it. Her hands itched to reach up and pulled him down by his shirt but she curled them into fists to stop herself. His thumb tracing her bottom lip broke any kind of resolve she had in her.Â
âYou talk to bloody much Malfoy. Do you just like hearing your own voice?â She questioned, but never allowed him to answer as she pushed up on her tipy toes and pulled him down to her. Her lips meeting his with bruising force and fingers digging into her arms as she kissed him. âStop talking.â She kissed into his mouth.
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âYou didnât kiss me back? Weasley, have you ever heard of the expression about protesting too much? Because youâre doing that right now, and itâs not really helping your case.â Scorpius bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing in her face, too amused with how annoyed she was getting with him. âIf you didnât want to kiss me, you shouldâve pushed away. I bet if I kissed you again right now, you wouldnât still.â His eyes flickered down to her lips, unabashedly staring before his smoldering gaze traveled back up to meet her eyes. âWant to see?â
She was getting more flustered by the second and she knew he could see that if the smirk on his lips and the mirth in his eyes was anything to go by. A rosy tint was creeping up her neck and towards her cheeks as he stood in front of her. He was standing way too close and she found that she didnât mind it at all. She wished she could make her lies more convincing but he was right and she hadnât absolutely hated the feel of his lips against hers. In fact, she had quite liked it and wouldnât mind it happening again. Of course, she couldnât tell him that so she simply stared up at him with a challenge in her eyes and a simple âNo.â on her lips.
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Scorpius snorted and placed his gaze on her, his lips pursing into a deeper smirkâ not saying a word, but everything he was thinking was right there on his face. Challenging her. He didnât even bother wondering if she was rightâ after all, she wasnât the first girl heâd kissed. But part of him wanted to keep on kissing her, and not letting anyone else do it. Especially not that big-lipped oaf she was datingâ or not dating, he wasnât completely sure. âWeasley, youâve really got to get better at lying. Seeâ I might actually believe youâre bloody pissed about me kissing you if it wasnât for two thingsâ 1) when I kissed you, you kissed me back. And 2) you want to kiss me again.â
He was infuriating, so bloody infuriating and the smirk on his face didnât help at all. Not when her eyes flickered down towards them for a second before looking back up. He was wrong, wrong, wrong. She hadnât enjoyed kissing him and certainly didnât want to do it again. âI am a fantastic liar and I wasnât lying. Youâre awful, I donât want to kiss you, and I didnât kiss you back.â She replied, on the verge of stomping her foot in frustration and only stopping because she didnât want to give him the satisfaction to see her so annoyed. Of course despite her words, her lips still burned from having his lips against them and sheâd been unable to stop thinking about him throughout her day.
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Scorpius wasnât sure what heâd been thinking when heâd suddenly kissed Lucy Weasley, of all the classmates he could bloody kiss. Heâd been angry, and frustrated after a terrible Herbology lesson, no thanks to being paired with her. Theyâd been at each otherâs throats the whole lesson, but instead of hexing her after theyâd been given a terrible mark for the day, heâd found himself kissing her. Maybe to shut her up, maybe as revengeâ he wasnât sure, but he couldnât stop thinking about it afterwards. Maybe there was a part of him that had wanted to do it, because heâd be lying if he said he wasnât attracted to her.Â
After class, as he was standing with a few of his mates and some of the younger girls who stuck around in hopes of catching his attention, he again couldnât help thinking about the kissâ and just as he was trying to shake the memory off, she was suddenly there, yanking on his hand, dragging him into an empty classroom. As she shoved him against the door, he wondered how the hell someone so tiny could be so strong, making him smirk as he lifted his hands to defend himself. âIâm curious, Weasleyâ are you more angry I kissed you, or angry I walked away?â he asked.Â
Lucy rolled her eyes at him as she took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest. The last thing sheâd ever wanted was Malfoy to see her in such a state, so far from the usually collected rational person she was, but there was just something about him that caused all of that to go away. The smirk on his lips only causing the line between her furrowed eyebrows to deepen, and an angry pout to form on her lips.Â
âThat you kissed me.â she scoffed, and she tried to convince herself that that had been the reason. No way was she angry at him walking away. âYou canât just go around kissing people, Malfoy. Youâre not good enough of a kisser to go around just planting them on people. 8/10 would not recommend.â she mocking smile forming on her lips as she stared at him defiantly.Â

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One moment he was kissing her, the next he was walking away and Lucy didnât understand. Her lips tingeld and her cheeks were tainted a rosy pink. If she didnât have a class right after she would have stomped after him and demand he explain himself. But she did so she headed towards her class and tried to pay attention to lecture. By the end of it her notes where a mess and she couldnât stop thinking of his stupid smirky face.Â
Her day went much the same, half written notes and multiple thoughts going through her head. She wanted to scream and she wanted to scream at him. So when she saw him in the hallways, surrounded by his little fan club, she wasted no time in stomping over to him, hand wrapping around his and pulling him into the closest empty class room. âYou donât just get to kiss me,â she pushed him against the door, ignoring the smirk already forming on his lips. âAnd then walk away, Malfoy!âÂ