The Dare Game

Chapter seven

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock on Saturday morning. Scorpius had instructed me to set my alarm clock for six and then meet him in the Library. I climbed out of bed, quickly got dressed and put my hair in a ponytail. I headed out of the common room. Scorpius was waiting for me when I arrived,

“Wear your hair down, you look nicer with your hair down,” he said with a smile. I sighed and pulled the bobble out of my hair,

“What do you want me to do then?”

“Get changed,” he said throwing some clothes at me. I ducked into the library toilets to change. I looked at the clothes that Scorpius had thrown at me. There was a pair of royal blue leggings with navy blue and white stripes on and a long, sleeveless white top with an embroidered collar. I didn’t know why Scorpius had wanted to choose what I wore, it wasn’t like he’d chosen something ridicules for me to wear. I slipped the clothes on and left the room. Scorpius passed me a pair of knee-high boots and I struggled into them.

“Come on Rose, breakfast!” Scorpius said to me like I was a puppy. I followed Scorpius to the great hall. It was still early so not my people we’re in there. He led me to the Slytherin table and sat down, “Go get me some pumpkin juice and some toast,” I scowled but I didn’t say anything. I fetched him what he asked for and then sat down next to him. I helped myself to some bacon and chewed it quietly. It didn’t take long for Scorpius to eat his breakfast and when he had finished he dragged me out of the hall,

“Where are we going?” I asked,

“To the room of requirement, we can be on our own there.” We arrived at the wall and Scorpius paced up and down until a door appeared. We went inside. The room had taken the form of a comfy living room. Scorpius sat down on the brown, squishy sofa next to the door, “Pour me a drink and then give me a foot massage Rose,” he demanded.

“Certainly,” I said through gritted teeth. I poured him a glass of lemonade from the jug which was resting on a table next to the sofa. I knelt down and began to rub Scorpius’s feet. The room was silent until Scorpius said,

“That’s enough now, you can be my foot rest.” I smiles sarcastically and got on my hand and knees,

“So,” I said, “what plans do you have for the rest of the day?”

“I don’t know I haven’t really planned it,” Scorpius said lazily, “You can get up now Rose.” I got to my feet and dusted myself off,

“What do you want me to do now?”

“Umm, go and get me some chocolates and your makeup bag,” Scorpius said with an evil grin. I left the room and ran towards the Gryffindor common room. I didn’t know why Scorpius wanted my makeup bag but I couldn’t feeling that it wasn’t a good reason. Nobody noticed me slip into the dormitory but as I was about to leave Daisy walked in,

“Oh hi Rose,” she said, “do you want to come and play exploding snap with Ingrid and me?” I sighed,

“I can’t sorry.” Daisy frowned,

“Why what are you doing?”

“Ummm…” I said awkwardly, I didn’t really want to tell Daisy what I was really doing, “stuff.” I grabbed my makeup bag and ran out of the door. I headed towards the kitchen. It didn’t take me long to get in and when I did lots of house elves surrounded me,

“What can I get for you miss,” one of the house elves asked,

“Have you got any chocolate?”

“Certainly miss,” the house elf ran off. It didn’t take him long to return with a large purple box,

“Thanks,” I said gratefully. I headed back to the room of requirement the room appeared on the wall and I went inside. Scorpius was still sitting on the sofa where I left him. I passed him the bag and the box,

“Why did you want my makeup bag?” I asked curiously,

“You’ll see, now sit down,” he said, patting the sofa next to him. I nervously lowered myself down into the seat. “Arm out.” I obeyed. Scorpius took a tube of black eyeliner out of my bag and began to draw on my arm with it. He drew a neat heart with an arrow sticking through it,

“What are you doing?” I questioned,

“Drawing on your arm, I’d have thought that was obvious,”

“Why?”

“Because I can,” he said flatly. Scorpius began to draw a fancy, swirly ‘S’ on the heart and then next to that he drew an ‘M’.

“You do know that will come off don’t you?” I said. He smiled and took my bottle of hair spray out of my bag. He then sprayed it over the eyeliner on my arm,

“It won’t now, well it well but not for at least another day.” I looked at the heart on my arm,

“Now I know why you made me wear a sleeveless top,” I exclaimed, “anyway what do you want me to do now?”

“Umm…” Scorpius stretched out across the sofa and them rolled onto has belly, “massage!”