|
Post by scorpius h. malfoy on Dec 2, 2009 19:37:52 GMT -6
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was sitting in his room, staring out the window. He was bored, there was nothing to do around the house, well he could always just go into the next room and talk to his sister, Isabella. Isabella... his twin sister. Well, takling to her was an opinion, or he could just call up one of the many girls that were dying to be with him. He wouldn't be bored for long if he did call them. He smirked to himself, thinking of the last day of his fifth year. So many girls were distraught that they had to be away from him. It made him feel so devious that he had so many girls after him.
That was sorta another way Scorpius and Isabella were alike. He had every girl in school after him, and she had every guy. They were both irresistible, and both so willing to go all the way. He stood up, hearing something coming from the garden. He saw his mother, and grandmother outside. Scorpius cherished his mother, and knew she didn't deserve being a widow. And thinking that thought, made Scorpius a bit upset. He could still see that day, clear as if it had happened five minutes ago. He sighed, and pushed himself away from the window, and left his room. He walked over to his sister's door, and gently knocked. "Bellz, it's me. Can I come in?" He asked. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't care if they wanted him to, or not, but this was his twin sister, the only person that he considered as his equal. Every one else, were way below the two of them. Well his mother was above them, but that was because she was his mother. His grandmother, was the same. He loved them both.
|
|