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I was running up the staircase at top speed, I only had a few minutes to get to the library. I would have made it too, if the stairs hadn't suddenly started to move. Taken completely unawares I lost balance, and would have falled all the way back down to the floor bellow, if I wasn't suddenly halted by someone, a boy by the sound of his grunt.
Unfortuantely for him my speed made him loose balance too. We both yelped as we tumbled backwards. But thankfully he had slowed me down and we only went down a few stairs.
It seemed lady luck wasn't on my side today, I ended up with my saviour on top of me. I couldn't help groaning when I saw the platinum blonde hair. Please god! Please don't let it be Scorpious Malfoy! I shut my eyes, but my fears were confirmed as he climbed off me and asked 'You ok Weasly? Sorry I tried to help but I think I only squished you in the process'
I sat up and replied 'No you did help Malfoy, thank you. I think I'm ok, your not that heavy,' I said with a grin, Malfoy was about as skinny as they come. 'I have a bit of a sore ankle and a few bruises but I'll live.'
'Thats good, I think I would die of bordem without someone to compete with,' he grinned. He offered me his hand and I took it, but only ended up pulling him back ontop of me, as I went limp from the pain in my ankle.
'Rose?' he asked, his voice clearly panicked.
'My ankle...' I whimpered. Merlins beard the pain!
'Let me have a look. You may have sprai-' he started, but was interupted.
'Well look if it isn't an injured Weasle' I felt Malfoy stiffen. 'Good job Scorp! I never thought to try pushing her down the stairs! Now c'mon lets scrom before Longbottom catches us!' Ray Fletchly called from the top of the stairs.
'Sod off Fletchly! I didn't push her, and she needs some help, she did something to her ankle,' Scorpious snapped.
'Your betraying our house being kind to a Gryffindor Malfoy! And a Weasly at that! You muddy the grand name of Slytherin!' Snarled the burly sixth year.
'Tjhe name of Slytherin is as dirty as a dungbomb Fletchly, I'm one of the many trying to restore it. And it's gargoyles like you who are destroying our work.'
'You'll pay for that Malfoy!' Ray bellowed, before storming off.
'Good he's gone. Now let me see your ankle,' Scorpious said turining back to me.
'You shouldn't have pissed off Fletchly like that, not over me, he's a horrible piece of work!'
'Rose Weasly, don't be dense. He was insulting me just as much as you, and I can easily hold my own agains him. Now your ankle.' He insisted.
I pulled up the hem of my robe, we both gasped. My ankle was a bloody mess and it was impossible to miss the white of bone, poking out at an hidious angle.
'Merlins beard and earwax! How do you not notice that?' Scorpious spluttered, looking slightly green.
'Um... Adrenilan?' I suggested faintly. 'Which I think is wearing off. This really hurts! It's even worse than when I colided with you in that Quiditch match last year.' Malfoy winced at the memory.
'We have to get you to the hosp- WHAT THE!' he cried out as he was tossed forrward as both ends of the accursed staircase detatched themselves from their rightful floors, and spun around stopping suspended in mid air.
For the third time in ten minutes I found Scorpius Malfoy -the boy I've had a crush on almost since the first time I'd seen him, just over five years ago- lying on top of me. This is getting too much! 'Malfoy get off of me, before I do something we regret!' I snapped.
'You can't do anything Rose, they put us in lockdown. All the teachers are out peforming some sort of protective charm, so they're stopping us from getting in trouble by preventing the use of magic, and as an added thing, from moving to different floors. Remember? We're stuck here for the next two ours Weasly!'

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I was running up the staircase at top speed, I only had a few minutes to get to the library. I would have made it too, if the stairs hadn't suddenly started to move. Taken completely unawares I lost balance, and would have falled all the way back down to the floor bellow, if I wasn't suddenly halted by someone, a boy by the sound of his grunt.
Unfortuantely for him my speed made him loose balance too. We both yelped as we tumbled backwards. But thankfully he had slowed me down and we only went down a few stairs.
It seemed lady luck wasn't on my side today, I ended up with my saviour on top of me. I couldn't help groaning when I saw the platinum blonde hair. Please god! Please don't let it be Scorpious Malfoy! I shut my eyes, but my fears were confirmed as he climbed off me and asked 'You ok Weasly? Sorry I tried to help but I think I only squished you in the process'
I sat up and replied 'No you did help Malfoy, thank you. I think I'm ok, your not that heavy,' I said with a grin, Malfoy was about as skinny as they come. 'I have a bit of a sore ankle and a few bruises but I'll live.'
'Thats good, I think I would die of bordem without someone to compete with,' he grinned. He offered me his hand and I took it, but only ended up pulling him back ontop of me, as I went limp from the pain in my ankle.
'Rose?' he asked, his voice clearly panicked.
'My ankle...' I whimpered. Merlins beard the pain!
'Let me have a look. You may have sprai-' he started, but was interupted.
'Well look if it isn't an injured Weasle' I felt Malfoy stiffen. 'Good job Scorp! I never thought to try pushing her down the stairs! Now c'mon lets scrom before Longbottom catches us!' Ray Fletchly called from the top of the stairs.
'Sod off Fletchly! I didn't push her, and she needs some help, she did something to her ankle,' Scorpious snapped.
'Your betraying our house being kind to a Gryffindor Malfoy! And a Weasly at that! You muddy the grand name of Slytherin!' Snarled the burly sixth year.
'Tjhe name of Slytherin is as dirty as a dungbomb Fletchly, I'm one of the many trying to restore it. And it's gargoyles like you who are destroying our work.'
'You'll pay for that Malfoy!' Ray bellowed, before storming off.
'Good he's gone. Now let me see your ankle,' Scorpious said turining back to me.
'You shouldn't have pissed off Fletchly like that, not over me, he's a horrible piece of work!'
'Rose Weasly, don't be dense. He was insulting me just as much as you, and I can easily hold my own agains him. Now your ankle.' He insisted.
I pulled up the hem of my robe, we both gasped. My ankle was a bloody mess and it was impossible to miss the white of bone, poking out at an hidious angle.
'Merlins beard and earwax! How do you not notice that?' Scorpious spluttered, looking slightly green.
'Um... Adrenilan?' I suggested faintly. 'Which I think is wearing off. This really hurts! It's even worse than when I colided with you in that Quiditch match last year.' Malfoy winced at the memory.
'We have to get you to the hosp- WHAT THE!' he cried out as he was tossed forrward as both ends of the accursed staircase detatched themselves from their rightful floors, and spun around stopping suspended in mid air.
For the third time in ten minutes I found Scorpius Malfoy -the boy I've had a crush on almost since the first time I'd seen him, just over five years ago- lying on top of me. This is getting too much! 'Malfoy get off of me, before I do something we regret!' I snapped.
'You can't do anything Rose, they put us in lockdown. All the teachers are out peforming some sort of protective charm, so they're stopping us from getting in trouble by preventing the use of magic, and as an added thing, from moving to different floors. Remember? We're stuck here for the next two ours Weasly!'