Dance With the Devil ---* open!

[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

Scorpius Malfoy was exactly what people pictured him to be. He could be kind when he wanted to, but those moments were rare. Otherwise, he was the selfish jerk who people seemed to dislike. It really and truly didn’t make sense to him; Scorpius thought he was wonderful. However, he knew why some girls hated him; he didn’t deny the fact that he was manipulative person towards them. These days, it was rather obvious that he was growing bored with them, considering instead of being with one, he was in the library studying.

He knew he was intelligent, and he surprisingly did study for school regularly. But today he wasn’t reviewing the average school sheets; instead, he was memorizing spells, that he deemed useful for any upcoming situations where threatening another would come into play, and testing them on worthless objects.
“Confrinjo – a spell used to blow up the target.” Scorpius smirked nonchalantly; this book seemed to be helpful.

He reached into his pocket, feeling nothing inside of them except for the cloth of his jeans. A groan escaped his lips; he was out of useless objects that he could destroy. His grey eyes wandered around the library, stopping upon one of the many shelves. He sauntered over to the shelf, placing his hands on a random book and picking it up. He was at the back of the library and would have time to make himself seem innocent before the librarian would hear the book being blown up and come to investigate.

“Confrinjo.” He muttered, standing away from the book while his wand was pointing directly at it.
He watched as the book combusted, tiny pieces of paper flying into the air. But instead of his smirk growing wider, it disappeared. He became aware of the sounds of footsteps, growing louder until finally they stopped. He arched an eyebrow, ready to glare at whoever passed by as an indicator that whatever they had seen him doing was not to be repeated. But instead, he saw the doll-like face and appealing body of an attractive female.

His grey eyes scanned her body shamelessly, the mischievous smirk playing at his lips.
"Hello beautiful."

[/b][/color] He stated haughtily, emphasis on his words as he forgot about the dark magic.


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TAG * open !
WORDS * 376
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * -
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION!

[tinsley]

Is it too much to ask for a return of a normal life? One that doesn't include failing almost every single subject. Well, perhaps that's a bit dramatic. But even the most ignorant professor can see that her grades were slipping. From the goody-goody student to the barely making it student. Quite a fall, even for Tinsley. But Tinsley was determined to get back to her old life, for the sake of her sanity. And, of course, to wipe off that disappointed look on her professor's face. She's getting a guilt-stroke just looking at it. Clearly, Professor Nott had some idea of how to get her back on her old tracks. Being tutored.

Of course, Tinsley had planned on slugging it through herself. But maybe some help would be good too. Or...maybe not. Who knows? Despite Jonathan's, and practically everybody's elses, warnings- Tinsley was a big girl. She could handle whatever crap her new 'tutor' might or might not give her. Really, exactly how naive do people think she is? Shaking her head slightly, Tinsley dragged herself down to the library.

Her feelings about this, however, rattled slightly when she saw a book turn into dust. Oh, dear Merlin. What had she gotten herself into? However, it was just a tad too late to back out now. Ignoring the smarter protests of her brain, Tinsley had a funny feeling that she knew him from somewhere. Probably around the castle. Oh, yeah. Scorpius Malfoy.

Oh, boy.

" Uhm. Hi? " Tinsley replied, giving him an odd look. She was near a perfect stranger to him, after all. Males. She swears she'll never understand. Maybe listening to others from now on would be a good idea. It's been years since Tinsley even remotely thought about another in that way. Guys in general were just a completely off-base subject to her. Not only did she feel like mush, not the goo-y love-y kind, around them, she would definitely be what you'd call a complete failure for a 'flirt.'

But then again, what's new?

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TAGS! scorpius
NOTES! short & somewhat sucky. D8
INSPIRATION! The Killers
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

Scorpius had never been one to think about the consequences of his actions. His tactics revolved around thinking about the present and not worrying about his future’s satisfaction. And the reason for this was simple: he always got what he wanted and if not, the Slytherin found a way out of it. But recently, his charming smile and even the genuine, kind personality he kept bottled within him had failed to be of assistance. And who was the person capable of bursting Scorpius’ bubble? His mother; the woman had known him from day one, and she knew him so well that every attempt Scorpius had made had been unsuccessful.

Just because Scorpius had chosen his mother’s office as the location to screw around with a Hufflepuff girl, his mother was punishing him gravely. They hadn’t even made it that far. But still, he was sentenced to time with his father, who clearly would show no mercy. And on top of this, when Professor Nott had asked him to tutor some Gryffindor, his mother had made the decision for him. He would have said no in a heartbeat, but he was assuming that this was his mother’s way of saying she was in charge. And Scorpius would have to get over himself and realize that she was right. However, that was not happening any time soon. And instead of waiting at a table for the poor Gryffindor who would have to deal with his ego, he was causing books to combust for leisure activity.

Scorpius realized that this might be the unfortunate girl who would be spending time with him. But he hadn’t considered the thought much seeing as his mind was elsewhere at the moment. The thought of her unclothed had already taken control of his attitude. His grey eyes, a bit too similar to Draco’s, had wandered down to her breasts and he couldn’t help but bite his lips.
“I think it’s love at first sight.”

[/b] He muttered, smirking mischievously as he spoke to her chest rather than her. With his eyes still placed on her appealing assets, he pointed his wand at the book that had now turned to dust.
“Evanesco.” [/b] He mumbled, causing the remains of book to vanish; any sort of evidence could land him in detention, and that was not a good look for a prefect.
With his eyes finally moving back to her face, the thought of her possibly being the Gryffindor he was tutoring came back to him.
“You must be the fortunate girl I get to tutor.” [/b] He stated, still smirking deviously as he slowly stepped towards her. Finally the shameless Slytherin was only a few inches away from her and their closeness allowed for him to place his hands on her hips smugly. Bringing his lips to her ear, he spoke lowly.
“Lucky me; Well, I can’t wait to instruct you.”[/b] With a roguish smile, Scorpius removed his lips from her ear and faced her, his hands still planted confidently upon her waist.


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TAG * tinsley (:
WORDS * 502
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * -
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION!

[tinsley]

Oh, hell.

What had she just gotten herself into? Tinsley really should listen to Jonathan more. But she had thought he was just kidding when he mentioned the whole Sophia thing. Besides, it wasn't like Tinsley was on friendly terms with the girl anyways. Why should she care? Unfortunately for her, it seemed too late. Why, oh why did she insist on being so stubborn? And more importantly- why can't there be a decent slytherin? What had Professor Nott been thinking? Wait- was this a punishment? Consider the lesson learned. She was never going to fail anything again.

A shiver ran through her body, despite her will not to, when he looked at her. Or rather, parts of her. Oh, no. What was it with slytherins being unusually horny? First Quinn, now this pig. And really- what did they want from her? And she thought that her parents had been kidding, with their whole 'slytherins are evil' concept. Clearly, they were basing it off of some fact.

But if only he would look her in the eyes, rather than, er, other parts of her body. Alright, so maybe Tinsley was being ridiculous. But she couldn't remember the last time she had been in a conversation with a male. Well, aside from Jonathan. She was only beginning to get out of her downward spiral, and this was just not going to help. She blinked slightly at his words. Love? What the hell?

But she chose to ignore that. Maybe he was drunk, she thought hopefully. Which meant that he could collaspe any second and possibly save her from any kind of torment. Fortunate? Fortunate? No, she didn't think so. In fact, quite the opposite. Surprise rushed through her when he was suddenly standing so much close to her. How did that happen? Pay attention, Tinsley. Her mind instructed her. Yeah, she was going to need it.


Another shiver, again- despite her protests, ran through her when he actually had the nerve to touch her. Oh, boy. He was worse than Quinn. Wincing slightly at the touch and his words, Tinsley backed up immediately. Only to be blocked by a row of books. Oh, shit. Why was there always a wall? Clearly uncomfortable, Tinsley did the best thing she could. A pathetic and weak attempt, but at least it was something. As usual, she started to talk before anything else could happen.

" Yeah. Well, uhm, I think I'll just come back later? You know... " Even her words sound horrible to her. " When, uhm, you have more time? " From worse to worser, Tinsley decided as she finished her pitiful excuse rather lamely. Not that it wasn't lame to start with.

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STATUS! complete
TAGS! scorpius
NOTES! ha. tinsley just can't get a break. x3
INSPIRATION! The Killers
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

The fantasy of Tinsley’s bare body atop his caused him to lick his lips, and the Slytherin once again stared at her body. This wasn’t abnormal behavior for him considering this fantasy occurred with every attractive girl he laid eyes on. It had been a problem ever since he was a toddler. At the innocent age of seven, Scorpius Malfoy and his friend Quinn had found ways of distracting themselves when their parents hosted boring balls. One of these ways consisted of hiding underneath tables and looking up passing female’s dresses and skirts. Scorpius had known his friend since childhood and around the school, the two were known as the unconquerable duo. They had this school wrapped around their fingers and its women in the palm of their hands.

But, judging by this Gryffindor’s stiff actions, she would be more difficult to obtain. She was in Gryffindor, and despite the fact that she seemed quiet, he knew how stubborn they could be. Some were like impenetrable rocks, but Scorpius liked a challenge and he intended on winning her over. And this was barely a punishment – more like a prize. Tutoring her would be simple and charming her would be fun and engaging.

Raising an eyebrow coyly as she backed into the bookshelf, he smirked in amusement. He noticed that she continued to shiver. Of course, he knew that it must have been the fact that instead of looking at her like another, normal human being, he looked at her the way a hungry lion looked at a luscious antelope. Being the jackass that he was, Scorpius stepped towards her once again; it was clear that he enjoyed her being uncomfortable and the fact that she had nowhere to walk away only made his more entertained. He brought his hands back to her hips, pulling her towards him so that he could feel her body against his.

“You’re shivering,”

[/b] He began, concern clearly audible in his voice. Bringing his lips back to her ear, he ran his nose along her jaw before whispering enticingly to her.
“Well, I know a few ways I could warm you up; but I have a feeling you might object.”[/b] He smirked deviously before slipping off the white sweater on his body and pulling it over her.
“You can take this for now.” [/b] He took a step back from her, the smile still plastered upon his lips.
“Yeah. Well, umm, I think I’ll just come back later? You know… When, umm, you have more time.” Scorpius couldn’t help but chuckled at the many times she hesitated. He loved how uncomfortable she was at the moment and the younger Malfoy got his energy off of it like food.
“Now is the perfect time ...You don’t get it, do you?” [/b] He raised in eyebrow in question, taking a step back towards her and re-entering his former position of his body pressed against hers. His fingers ran up and down her back as he brought his lips back to her ear.
“I want you,”[/b] He stated, pressing his lips against the soft skin beside her ear.
A moment later, to let her take in his comment, the cunning Slytherin took a few steps away from her and smirked mischievously.
“To take a seat at the table over there. We’re not going to make any progress by standing here.” [/b] There was a slight bit of teasing in his voice when he finished his previous statement as he directed her to the nearest table.


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TAG * tinsley (:
WORDS * 584
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * sorry it took me so long to reply. I’ve been studying for exams and haven’t really been getting on the site :\
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION!

[tinsley]

Once upon a time, Tinsley was able to take care of herself. Once upon a time, she wouldn't've let someone like Scorpius treat her as play thing. But then again, Tinsley had been a lot of things once upon a time. The problem is- how was she supposed to go back to those happier times? Fine, he liked watching her squirm. She, however, didn't. Obviously. The problem was that she wasn't like the other girls, who was able to tramp around Hogwarts, falling under the influence of every womanizer there is. Whatever happened to pride and class? But this was just wrong. She's a Gryffindor. She's supposed to be brave.

God, that Sorting Hat really needs a correction.

But the fact that he even though he could treat her like that got her mad enough. Sure, she's heard the Sophia stories plently of times. And while Tinsley is still very much annoyed, understatement, at her- she did have to pity her. She fixed him with the harshest, coldest look that she could possibly give. But after being the living dead for weeks, she wasn't sure how cold it really looked. Did she look like a sex toy?

" Oh, you got that? Good. Because I'm not your plaything. " Tinsley replied coldly, crossing her arms across her chest. How on Earth did someone like this...come from someone as sweet as Mrs.Malfoy? How did that happen? Most of the time, Tinsley tries to see the good side in everybody. But it was events like this when even she had trouble doing that. Did she really come off as that pathetic during these last few weeks?

For a moment, Tinsley was speechless. Oh, Merlin. No wonder why Oliver Wood that forbid any boy to come within 50 feet of her for the last sixteen years. Still, she wasn't that helpless. Though, she probably looked like it. But she wasn't a tramp. She wasn't desperate, or hurt, enough to seek attention from the jerks of Hogwarts. But her moment of weakness was over. At least, that's what she told herself.

Merlin, she's pathetic.

With her stone cold gaze, Tinsley did the only thing that one can do, when it comes to those three words. She slapped him across the face. Naturally, it seemed like the right thing to do. However, Tinsley wasn't much of a slapping person. At all. Just the thought was laughable. Standing in shock for a couple of seconds, Tinsley found herself speechless again. But the idea of running was sickening. Now was as good of a time to set him straight as any...right? No wonder why she needed therapy.

" Gladly. " Tinsley scoffed, avoiding his eyes as she took a seat, her expression unnaturally cold.

WORDS! 454
STATUS! complete
TAGS! scorpius
NOTES! short & somewhat sucky. D8
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers
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