The Last Man on Earth

The Last Man on Earth

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Chapter 29: Complicated

The Next day: The Great Hall:

“Katie,” said Lee hesitantly. “I’m sorry about yesterday. It’s just that I couldn’t believe it when people told me about you and Flint. He is the last bloke I ever thought you would be with. Remember when he used to pull your hair when you played Quidditch. Hell, that was last year.”

“Remember when I used to kick him back,” said Katie with a grin. “And I kicked him the last game we played against each other. Just because he is my boyfriend does not mean that I’m going to let him win.”

“That’s right,” said Lee with a relieved grin. “You did kick him in the last game. I had forgotten.”

“I kissed the wound better though, later,” said Katie with a mischievous grin.

“Katie,” pleaded George. “I’m eating.”

“Mental picture!” yelled Lee with a shudder.

“In the Gryffindor change room,” added Katie.

“Katie!” gasped Fred. “You vixen.”

The Gryffindors started to laugh.

“Does this mean you don’t believe all the rumours going around about me?” asked Katie seriously when they stopped laughing.

“No,” said Fred loyally. “The latest rumour is that Bletchley made everything up because she is insanely jealous of you, love.”

“Yes,” agreed Lee. “And that threat of Pucey’s seems to be working. Many of the usual gossips are afraid to open their mouths.”

“Has Pucey slept with that many girls at Hogwarts,” asked George.

“Yes,” said Katie with a grin. “He has. Remember Adrian is Marcus’s roommate.”

“Spent some time in the Slytherin dungeons, have you?” asked Fred with an impish grin.

“Yes,” said Katie smoothly. “Studying.”

“The library too,” said George neutrally.

“Yes,” said Katie loftily. “Studying.”

Later that night: The Slytherin dungeons:

“Thanks mates,” said Marcus as he and his roommates sat by the fire in their room. Alec MacIntyre was sitting by the fire as well. He was widely acknowledged to be the senior seventh year Slytherin. Marcus didn’t count seeing as he was technically an eighth Year Slytherin.

“It was nothing,” said Adrian as he refilled the glasses of firewhiskey on the table.

“Have you really slept with that many girls?” asked Alec.

“No,” said Adrian. “I really didn’t get that much sleep.”

The boys laughed at Adrian’s remark.

“What brings you out on a school night?” asked Terry to Alec.

“I’ve decided to live a little,” said Alec pensively. “I’ve spent so much time studying that I have forgotten to live. Besides, I’m getting married in a few months. I’ve decided to sow some wild oats.”

“How did your girlfriend react when you told her about your betrothal,” asked Adrian. “You were going out with that Hufflepuff prefect, weren’t you?”

“She chucked me,” said Alec with a sigh. “I knew I wouldn’t be able to marry her anyway. She was a half blood. I should have broken it off sooner.”

“Have you at least seen a picture of the Durmstrang girl,” asked Marcus.

“No,” said Alec. “My mother says that she is perfectly lovely. Lads, I’m scared.”

“No picture,” said Terry. “I’d be scared too.”

“She wrote me though,” said Alec. “It was this long letter begging me to find a way out. It seems that she’s madly in love with, of all people, Victor Krum.”

“Good Quidditch player,” mused Marcus. “Can you slither out?”

“Not a chance,” said Alec. “My father said it is a done deal. Her father’s export business perfectly lines up with our import one. She’s an only child. When I sign on the dotted line, I’m his sole heir. At least, I’ll be rich.”

“Thank Merlin for paternity charms,” said Marcus dryly. “At least you will be sure that your children are yours rather than Krum’s”

“True,” said Alec as he knocked back the whiskey. “What all this I hear about Katie Bell, Marcus?”

“She’s my girlfriend,” said Marcus. “Billy is spitting mad but I was never going to marry that witch.”

“Are you going to marry Bell?” asked Adrian with wide eyes.

“I haven’t asked her but I’m thinking of it,” said Marcus. “I have to marry within the next couple of years. If I don’t, I’ll go home to the manor and find a fiancee waiting for me. I would much rather chose my bride.”

“What about you Terry,” asked Alec.

“Cousin,” answered Terry.

“Adrian?” asked Alec.

“No one on the horizon,” said Adrian with a heartfelt sigh of relief. “But I have an elder brother and he is married so there is no rush.”

“You haven’t answered my question about those girls,” said Alec with a grin. “And I am sorely disappointed in you lads. Your den of iniquity is sorely lacking in women. Where are all the infamous groupies?”

“You never mentioned anything about groupies Alec,” said Terry. “I think we could rustle up some later this week at the Hogs Head Pub.”

“My favorites are from Hufflepuff,” said Adrian. “Emma, Davina and Ella.”

“Matched trio,” said Alec with a grin.

“They don’t go anywhere unless they are together,” said Terry. “Since Marcus won’t join in anymore, we are short a participant.”

“Count me in,” said Alec.

“Thank Merlin,” said Adrian with a smirk. “They were getting a little exhausting.”

The boys began laughing again.

Later that night after Marcus and Alec went to bed:

“Terry,” coaxed Adrian as he kissed his throat. “Come sleep in my bed tonight.”

“I have to get up early,” said Terrence as he pulled away from Adrian insistently.

“You’ve been holding me at arms length since you broke up with Spinnet,” said Adrian angrily.

“I haven’t,” said Terry weakly.

“Are you breaking up with me too,” asked Adrian softly.

“I might be getting married,” blurted Terry quickly.

“So,” asked Adrian coolly. “We were never going to get married so what is the problem?”

“I am breaking up with you,” said Terry reluctantly. “But I want us to go back to being best mates.”

“We can’t go back to before,” said Adrian. His face was getting flushed. Adrian could feel the panic starting to well up inside him. He laughed suddenly.

“What is it?” asked a visibly distressed Terry.

“If this is how you broke up with Spinnet,” said Adrian with a bitter laugh. “Then I am not surprised that she won’t even look at you now.”

“Adrian,” said Terry sadly. “I do love you.”

“But not enough?” asked Adrian. “Or like a brother?”

“Adrian,” said Terry.

Adrian pulled the curtains of his bed closed with a snap behind him and Terry stood there sadly for a few minutes.

“I wish I had a time turner,” thought Terry. “I wish I still had Adrian as a best friend rather than a lover. And I wish Alicia was here, right now.”

The Hogs Head Pub: Later that week:

Adrian and Terry sat at opposite ends of the raucous table. It was filled with intoxicated Slytherin boys and Hufflepuff girls. Davina was firmly perched on Alec’s lap. Alec gave Terry a wink and a smile.

Terry smiled back and tried to catch Adrian’s eye. But Adrian had been refusing to let his eye get caught by Terry all week. He knew that he had hurt Adrian and he wanted to make up with him desperately. It wasn’t that Adrian had been cold to him. Adrian was ignoring him. This indifference is what made Terry upset. He would rather have had Adrian hit him instead.

Terry jumped when Emma suddenly hurled herself onto his lap. When he finally looked around the table a moment later, Adrian had left. Terry sighed and gave Emma a halfhearted smile. He would have liked to leave as well but Alec and Derrick looked like they were having a good time. Higgs did not want to ruin it.

The Three Broomsticks: later that night:

Alicia got up to weave her way through the crowd to get another drink. At the bar, a familiar scent wafted over her as a tall figure paid the bartender for her drink from behind her.

“Thank you for the drink Pucey,” said Alicia with a raised brow. “Fancy meeting you here.”

“I wanted to see you Alicia,” said Adrian with a seductive smile.

“I don’t do Slytherins anymore,” said Alicia with a smile as she made a move to leave.

“I’m not asking for a blowjob Alicia,” said an amused Adrian.

“Then what are you asking for,” asked Alicia suspiciously.

“A question or two,” said Adrian, “is all I ask. Somewhere a little more private.”

Adrian paid for another round then led Alicia into a quiet corner. They both ignored the whispers sent their way.

“You have quite the reputation,” said Alicia.

“Seeing as you have already sampled the goods so to speak,” said Adrian with a smile. “You know I deserve it.”

Alicia laughed and thought that at least with Adrian Pucey, you got what you expected. He never promised anything but a good time. Her face clouded as she thought about Terrence Higgs. He never promised her anything in words but his kisses promised forever.

“You are thinking about Higgs,” said Adrian quietly.

“Yes,” said Alicia then she took a large sip of her drink.

“The bastard says he loves you then rips out your heart,” said Adrian pensively.

“He never said he loved me,” said Alicia thoughtfully. “But I thought he loved you though. Where is that black hearted Slytherin?”

“Terry never said he loved you,” asked Adrian with a lopsided rueful grin. “ And here I was coming to confront you about stealing his heart. He’s probably fucking a Hufflepuff as we speak.”

“Faithless bastard,” said Alicia as she ordered them another round.

“His parents were married,” rejoined Adrian.

“Always defending him,” said Alicia as she swayed in her seat. Both students were drinking hard and fast.

“I...He’s my best mate,” said Adrian.

“You love him,” said Alicia softly.

“Maybe,” said Adrian as he drained his drink. “But so do you.”

“I don’t love him,” protested Alicia.

“The lady doth protest too much,” said Adrian lightly.

“Please,” scoffed Alicia. “I can’t love a man who would fuck me then break up with me.”

“He did,” asked Adrian drunkenly.

“He did,” slurred Alicia.

“I think we had better go,” said Adrian as he surveyed the now half-empty bar. “I think we missed curfew by a long shot.”

Adrian and Alicia made their way back to Hogwarts clutching each other for balance and giggling madly together. Just inside the front doors, Adrian pulled Alicia into a dark corner when Filch came around the corner. They both stifled giggles as they waited for him to leave.

“He’s gone,’ said Alicia as she hung on to Adrian. “I think it’s time for bed, if I can find it.”

“Bed,” mused Adrian with a sudden gleam in his eyes. “Why don’t you come and tuck me in Alicia?”

“You letch,” said Alicia. “Tuck you in? You would have my clothes off in under a minute.”

“Why not?” said Adrian softly. He bent and gave Alicia a soft coaxing kiss. “It would be so uncomplicated, love. A nice uncomplicated shag.”

Alicia swayed as her lips softened and her mouth opened for his next kiss. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she leaned in for a second, deeper kiss.

“Okay,” said Alicia dreamily. “But just this once. And only because you are one hot shag, Adrian Pucey.”

“So are you love,” said Adrian. He led her towards the dungeons with a smile.

Adrian led her into his quiet room with a finger held over his lips. The curtains were drawn on both Terry’s and Marcus’s beds. After they clambered into his bed and he drew the curtains. Alicia put a silencing spell as Adrian pulled her clothing off her body amidst more drunken giggles.

“Merlin,” said Adrian as he unsnapped her bra. “You have such gorgeous tits Spinnet.” He leaned down and ran his tongue over her nipples as he squeezed her lush mounds. Alicia moaned as she tugged at his robes. In a few moments, they were both nude and panting.

Adrian pushed her on her back and leisurely made his way down her squirming body. He paid homage to her breasts thoroughly with his hot tugging mouth. He kissed every inch of her flesh down her torso as he made his way to her wet pussy. Alicia gave a long low moan as he settled himself between her legs and proceeded to lick and nibble at her soft folds. Alicia gazed with sightless eyes at his canopy as she shivered under his relentless tongue. He kissed her to two shuddering orgasms that made Alicia moan and eventually scream his name helplessly.

Alicia gave a sigh of contentment a minute later when Adrian finally drove his distended hot erection deep inside her. They moved together steadily as Adrian gave her hot deep kisses that echoed the movements of his penis deep inside her sheath. She came quickly as he buried himself inside her over and over again. She clutched at his shoulders as she sleepily watched him lose control and drive into her with hard stabbing thrusts. Alicia held him as he finally shuddered in her arms, moaning her name as he came inside her welcoming body.

Adrian’s was still buried inside Alicia when he curled his body around hers and they both fell asleep. Alicia woke up briefly in the night but settled back into Adrian’s arms. Her head hurt too much to move.

Adrian woke up the next morning with a scowl. Someone had snapped open his bed curtains.

“Bugger off,” said Adrian as he buried his face into the soft hair of the warm body lying in bed with him. His eyes were tightly closed. Adrian briefly wondered who was in bed with him.

A gasp made his eyes open reluctantly a minute later. His eyes met Terry’s stony blue eyes. Then he looked down into Alicia Spinnet’s wide chocolate brown ones.

“Fucking hell,” thought Adrian.