Eyes on Fire ---* Astoria

[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

Scorpius had always been the conceited asshole people expected him to be. It made perfect sense, considering that was the reputation his father had been given at a minor age. But, seeing as Scorpius continued to strut around like an all-to-proud peacock, he didn’t seem to mind what people thought of him. He couldn’t blame them for their opinions; arrogance flowed through his veins like blood. And his manwhore tactics had quickly developed into something that people were familiar with. Women and sex were the key to Scorpius’ happiness, and Scorpius was keen towards being content.

Scorpius had proudly gained the reputation he had been expected to have since birth. The egotistical Slytherin was a jerk, loved to move from woman to woman and was loved and hated by many. But along with the hate came respect, not to mention admiration, and Scorpius lived to be in awe of. His father and mother had brought him up well; at least, he thought so. He had been given the best, was taught class and malice, but had unfortunately not been taught how to deal with boredom. This explained him wandering the seventh floor corridor, looking for something enticing to occupy his time. His grey eyes roamed the area, stopping on a 5th year Hufflepuff that Scorpius screwed around with when he had nothing to do. He loved toying with hufflepuff girls – they were so much more innocent, and the fact that this one was naive only made the game more amusing. Actually, she was simply stupid; any girl who thought Scorpius had true feelings for them and would keep them around for more than a week was a complete idiot. The only reason Scorpius kept this Hufflepuff around was obvious; she was there whenever he was in the mood for sex and she gave decent head. His grey eyes scanned the back of her body as a satisfied smirk began to curve onto his lips.

Her back was turned towards him, but this didn’t stop him from pacing towards her from behind. He brought his hand to her ass, slapping it with a devious smirk. He could hear her jump as she turned to face him. Before she could even give him a proper glance, his hands had moved to her waste and he pressed his lips against hers. He could hear her giggling as she kissed him and within a few moments she pulled away.
“What if someone sees us?” She questioned, smiling despite the fact that the halls were deserted besides the two of them.
“No one’s going to.” He muttered, barely taking in her words. He was in no mood for talking; the only thing on his mind was her naked and him making the most of it.
He pushed her into the nearest wall gently, crashing his lips back to hers as his hands slipped underneath her blouse. His fingers ran up and down her back, but it didn’t last long; once again she broke away from him.
“A teacher could come.” She stated, her eyes falling to the floor as Scorpius let out an irritated sigh.
“Fine, fine,” He agreed before lifting her in his arms bridal style.

The girl giggled again while Scorpius looked for the nearest classroom to finish up their business in. Ahh, his mother’s office – it was the closest thing in site, and Scorpius didn’t have any patience. Besides, his mother was away for the weekend. Pulling his wand out of his pocket, he opened the door and entered, closing it as he continued in. Dropping her lightly on his mother’s desk, he neatly cleared away any stray papers so that they had more room. Standing up in front of her as she sat on the desk, he pulled off his own shirt and brought his lips back to hers roughly. His hands moved to the front of her shirt and his fingers quickly undid the buttons of her blouse. Finishing, Scorpius had to break away to admire the cleavage beneath her bra. She brought her lips back to his, distracting him from looking back at her chest, and Scorpius slipped her unbuttoned shirt off. His hands wandered up her back, ready to unhook her bra, until he heard the sound of the doorknob turning. Scorpius turned, half of his mouth still on hers, to see his mother in the doorway.

Scorpius stared at Astoria for about four seconds before he brought his lips to the Hufflepuff’s ear.
“Leave.” He whispered, his voice rather demanding. He could see the fear in the girl’s eyes and he knew she had a reputation for being an angelic goody-two-shoes. She moved herself down from Astoria’s desk, grabbing her shirt quickly from the ground and slipping it on. She didn’t even button it up; she pulled either side of the blouse to cover up her chest and stomach and she hurried out, passing Astoria with her eyes on the ground. Scorpius’ eyes followed the Hufflepuff and once she left, he allowed his gaze to fall on his mother. He smiled at her, false innocence possessing his lips, and looked at her sheepishly.
“Mum,” He stated, forgetting that his shirt was still on the ground because his mind was racing with possible statements to get him out of this mess.
“I love you.” He grinned angelically, knowing that those three pathetic words would do no good.


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[astoriamalfoy]

Astoria finally had began to lighten the load of paperwork and rather than inform her husband, she instead decided against the choice of spending time with him. Truly she wasn't usually one to pass up some time with her husband, but since there was no paperwork everything seemed to fall into place. This chance to basically freshen up, she had been so buttoned down she needed this chance to loosen up. Right away thinking to undo a few buttons before she knocked on the door of Toshiko's household, the adopted daughter of Astoria's favorite uncle answered with a smile. Picturing the look of the modest counselor who belonged to a sum of money and a more than insanely crazy relationship. With frazzled hair by the devise of her soft hands, and just a few buttons down, meant that she had more than an intention to celebrate. Even if that meant she ended up with a few things backing up here and there, but she made sure to mention to one of her patients that the appointment needed to be moved.

With no dire need she reassured Astoria there was a promised monday afternoon, just for that moment though, the Malfoy wife couldn't help but shake the feeling that someone was watching her. Nothing however was going to hinder her at the moment she decided to take that day of moving forward, the first thing she ensured to do when she pushed past her cousin to get ready. Changing into the attire she hadn't worn for what felt like several years she finally was able to feel a little free. Away from the hinderances of a heavy pile or spending time with her husband she got admittedly tipsy once she hit the bar. Dancing with Toshiko and her old friends she felt almost at home, and after the day had worn over its welcome she couldn't help but feel satisfied. Deciding to wind down with a potion before she sighed, thinking to drop by the office before she went home, feeling more than refreshed rather than the washed out bitchy embodiment she was before.

Her calm was almost kept intact until her concern instead decided to brandish her heart when she ended up in the next office. Disturbing the professor ever so much so, but realized after that it was merely a ghost of one from long ago. Thankful there wasn't to much damage she hurried across to her office, wondering why the floo had stopped working. Drawing her wand only to register that it was two students doing what most would prefer them not too, putting her wand in her pocket she opened the door. Soon finding what she certainly didn't expect, unsure of quiet how to react at first, going so far as to step to the side with the young girl rushing past. Soon staring at her son in all desperation she couldn't help but wonder whether or not to scream or shout. Only getting his innocence feigned she stepped in and slammed the door behind her illuminating the room. Still silent her shoes slapped against the floor, as she right away bent down to pick up his shirt and shoved it into his chest. The expression on her face gave the impression of a ticking time bomb, something which went of before her son had a chance to say anything more, "In my office?"Astoria first exploded with her overall tone of how she usually would be, she wasn't really good at discipline, although she were furious her son had some power over her, something she was determined not to let stop.

Astoria looked nearly ashamed really, although she now found herself standing on the other side of the desk from her son. Both knew there was a difference in at least eleven inches and the favor wasn't on her side. Thinking to begin again, "You were defiling that girl on my desk!" Astoria hissed, more angered about the lack of scruples, pausing for a moment to wave her wand to lock the door. Just to ensure her son wouldn't decide to make a run for it as she took a seat on her coffee table, before then it was much better to remain blissfully ignorant. Raising her eyebrow, "Do you even know her name?" Her voice gave a blatant feeling of not being all that impressed with the current state of affairs either way. Astoria was half prepared to serve detention, although she knew a few weekends with his father would straighten out of affairs. Honestly she knew that her son had this habit but choose not to really register it walking in on them was enough to really set her off.

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[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

Scorpius Malfoy was your average player. The pride he felt towards himself was irregular and many found the arrogance he possessed rather annoying. But he had reasons to feel this way; the family he came from was one of the bests and he knew that, despite the fact that he didn’t look the part, he was intelligent. Not that he objected to people thinking otherwise; he didn’t want people thinking he was some studious nerd. But some had to realize he was seeing as anyone capable of winning over so many girls had to be smart. He had been told that a child’s genius was inherited by his mother and he knew that it had to be true; but he couldn’t have possibly inherited the trait of being so conniving from his mother. No one was born cruel because it was a taught skill and now that he looked back, it had to be because of the people he surrounded himself with. He came from a loving family, even though the past Malfoy generations had been quite the opposite, and he knew his life was something people dreamed about having. So it couldn’t be that. But for now, he only thought of how amazing he was and mentally listed reasons for this. And furthermore, girls all over Hogwarts fawned over him constantly, despite the fact that they were aware of his reputation. So who wouldn’t be vein?

But for the moment, his ego was being repressed. Feeling his shirt being pushed into his chest, he quickly turned it from being inside out and slipped it on. Astoria locked the door which left any possibility of escaping this mess now far from existence. His grey eyes, that resembled Draco’s a bit too much, followed Astoria as she made her way to the other side of her desk. For once in his life, he was happy that he hadn’t gone very far with a girl. If his mother had walked in the midst of him screwing some random female, he doubted he would be able to live it down. He cringed as she yelled at him, grimacing at her every word. He hated being shouted at, especially when the authority figure was his mother. He felt like such a child.
“We didn’t even get that far.” He muttered, the smallest bit of hope in his voice that his mother might brush this whole situation off. But having that hope was idiotic, and Scorpius knew it. The truth of the matter was that Scorpius would have continued if Astoria hadn’t entered to room. This only made the fact that Scorpius had no limits even clearer. And if he did have to spend a few weeks with his father, he would dread every second of it; Draco would probably be enraged that Astoria had caught him and another girl about to have sex, not to mention that it had been in Astoria’s office. And thus, every moment at home would result with no freedom and strict discipline.

At his mother’s last statement, Scorpius couldn’t help but smile sheepishly. He didn’t actually know her name and used a simple skill that seemed to work for him. He often forgot the names of his conquests – there were too many names to remember – and instead of calling them by their first name, he used pet-names. None of the girls every questioned why he always called them “babe”, “baby”, “honey” and all the other shit. He only remembered one and that was Sophia. The girl was practically in love with Scorpius, and it was clear that she cared for him deeply. And if Scorpius had any intention of falling in love, he would have been in love with her from the moment he laid eyes on her. But instead he took advantage of how much she cared for him. Scorpius brought his hand to his hair, running his fingers through it nervously.
“Well, not exactly…. But it was something feminine, like Jessica.”

[/color] That was a girl name, so there was a possibly that her name could have been that.

Taking a seat in one of the chairs she used for her clients, he felt slightly strange; he didn’t like to think of Astoria as one of his teachers. She was just his mom and anything else felt a bit abnormal for him.
“I was just having some fun… but listen, I’m sorry. And I know that there’s gonna be a punishment, so what’s my sentence? ”[/color] He stated; how he hated apologies. He had never been good with them and they were a bit difficult for him. And he just wanted to get whatever his mom was planning for his chastisement over with.
“But what girl could resist me? I am, after all, your son.”[/color] He smiled charmingly towards his mom. He doubted it, but maybe it would cause Astoria to go easy on him. So, he continued to smile and Astoria would have known, after taking care of him from the day he was born, that that was how he got himself out of messes.

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[astoriamalfoy]

Astoria stared at her son in almost desperation before she lowered her gaze and shook her head in shame. Oh! How her son had no idea what sort of trouble he could have gotten in with any other administrator. She on the other hand reasoned that time with his father would have been more trouble than they would be. Wanting to cut him of when he first defended in the most strange way, "Don't go there!" Astoria cut of her son before he had a chance to speak further. Honestly she didn't even want to think of what he would have been doing if she hadn't walked in at this moment. Aside from all this she cared for her son deeply and feared that he had was already to far gone to help mentally. This sort of behavior had a habit of turning children into sociopaths, she didn't want that for her child.

Shaking her head when her son didn't even remember the girls name she had to resist the urge to slap him. Never before had she been so enraged at her son, so with the picture frame that she had found in her hand. Blankly had picked it up she threw it into the sofa with all force, still sitting stationary. Shuddering she put a hand through her hair, "Your coming home, all breaks for the rest of your time at Hogwarts school or I'll be sure to move what is in your accounts to a charity!" Irritably she snapped the words out to then bit her bottom lip rather angrily before she slammed her hand to the table, "Your lucky I don't have you home schooled all together!" Astoria knew he had got the name wrong, the poor girl was so trouble she admitted she had thrown herself at whatever boy thought to give her attention. From further investigation she couldn't find even a remote sense of a name of those boys that would take advantage of such low self-esteem she had. Thinking that for once her counseling had helped someone, maybe still the girl would need some work.

Catching right away the words her son used and caught herself from bending to his will, glaring slightly at the thought for a moment. This was when she was about to chastise him and indeed announce that he would be spending quality time with his father. None the less it was when she shook her head, "Scorpius you honestly don't understand what just happened do you, you were about to screw her on my desk. If another administrator came in to borrow some files, which I might say is allowed, they would have expelled you." Astoria explained a little calmer and nearly freaked out again when he tried to flatter her, "Don't go there, don't you dare go there!" That wasn't in a threatening expression more or less a tone of desperation and exhaustion. Folding her arms she shook her head, "You will be spending time with your father in order to get the sort of idiocy that's running through your head quelled." Astoria shook her head in shame, hoping that he would simply accept the punishment rather than get away with what lewd behavior he was up too.

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[scorpius hyperion malfoy]

From a young age, Scorpius had gotten out of the problems that he brought upon himself with a charming smile and an amiable comment. But clearly that was not going to be of any assistance. Once Astoria stated what the consequences of his actions were, Scorpius could feel the hot blood rush to his face. Any trace of hope that the Scorpius had quickly vanished and all that was left was a perturbed Slytherin with a rather furious glare. He knew he had been an idiot, but despite the fact that she had every right to be angry, Scorpius saw his mother as being dramatic. He hated the feeling of being controlled by someone, even if that someone was simply his mother. He wanted complete freedom to whatever the hell he pleased, and when he looked at his life from that perspective, he ended up with an enraged mother and a punishment he was not looking forward to. Obviously, the freedom thing was not working out well. And, even though he was responsible for this, he couldn’t help but allow for his grey eyes to narrow. He gripped the edges of her desk with his hands and squeezed it firmly, trying to calm the newfound anger boiling inside of him.
“What?” He growled, it being the only word able to escape his lips for the moment while he took in his mother’s statement.
“What am I supposed to do at home? Having to endure you and dad screwing around is less than fair.” He could already hear his mother telling him that her having to endure him with the female Hufflepuff was less than fair as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

The angry state that he was in was interrupted permanently as he saw a picture frame fly across the room and land upon the couch. Turning towards the couch, he allowed for his grey eyes adjust on the moving picture within the frame. There he saw himself, young and innocent, running from behind his father in attempt to tackle the man. When a grinning Draco, who instead of falling, pulled Scorpius onto his back as Scorpius broke into a fit of laughter, the present Scorpius couldn’t help but sigh deeply. In doing so, he breathed out and released the irritation that had managed to possessed every cell in his body. Walking to the couch, he slowly picked up the frame and watched part of the repetitive scene play again. He then paced back to her desk and placed the picture there. Hearing the desperation in his mother’s new tone of voice sent a pang of guilt stabbing right into his chest. He would have usually enjoyed causing pain upon others, but he could feel regret wash over him like a tidal wave once he realized that the person he was speaking to was his mother. Most were aware that Scorpius could love no female; but those standards had an exception, and that was his mother.

Placing his thumb and index finger on either side of the bridge of his nose, he let his eyelids close for a moment as his mom spoke of the possible outcomes of the situation if she hadn’t walked in on him.
“Yea, I know mum.” He muttered, the fact that he was lamenting his choices rather audible in his voice.
However, a raised eyebrow came to play upon the younger Malfoy’s face once his mother spoke of him spending time with his father; time with Draco would involve Scorpius cringing as his father yelled at him for his actions.
“Isn’t having to go home for the holidays enough? What good will spending quality time with dad have upon me?” He snarled, feeling the small rush of irritation flowing through his body once again.


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