Just Another Hogwarts Love Story - A Snarry, Rem/Dra and OC RP (Part 4)

Remus: *in his office*

Draco came in to bring his paper, he had a cast on his arm and scratch above his eye. "Sir, my paper."

Remus: *looks up and eyes widen* Mr. Malfoy, are you alright?

"Nothing, Professor." He said.

Remus: *frowns* You have a cast and a large scratch on your eye. I would hardly call that nothing.

"I fell down a hill."

Remus: ... I see. *holds out his hand* May I have your paper then?

Draco handed it to him. "It's all done."

Remus: *nods* Alright. Class is going to start soon and I'd like to speak with you afterwards.

"Yes Sir." Draco nodded walked from the room.

Remus: *waiting at his desk*

Draco stayed after class, even thought he itched to be out of there.

Remus: Come here please, Mr. Malfoy.

Draco got up and came closer. "Yes, Sir?"

Remus: You didn't fall down a hill, Mr. Malfoy. *looks at him*

"Yes, I did. I fell down one at home."

Remus: I'm not an idiot, Mr. Malfoy.

"I never said you were, Sir."

Remus: Then please don't lie to me. Believe it or not, I do care for you.

"I fell down a hill."

Remus: *sighs* Did you read the whole book I recomended?

"Some parts."

Remus: Which parts?

"All but the end."

Remus: So then you didn't get to the part explaining about werewolves and their mates?

"No. I didn't think that was relevent to the paper."

Remus: *sighs* Read it. Please?

"Why?" Draco looked up at him. "I am done with the paper."

Remus: Just read it.

"Fine, can I go now?"

Remus: Yes.

*at the same time*

Illust: *just finished her class and was walking towards the library when she spotted Beck*

Beck: *outside by a fountain, smoking*

Illust: *approaches her frm behind and covered her eyes* Guess who, Cutie~

Beck: *scowls* Go away.

Illust: What's wrong, cutie? *goes to her and kneels in front of her, with her hands on Beck's lap looking up at her* Did someone bully you?

Beck: *glare* Shut up.

Illust: Cutie, I'm being serious here. Who hurt you?

Beck: No one. *takes a long drag*

Illust: Right, and you sitting here alone dragging on to your stress reliever means nothing. C'mon. I know something's happened. You can tell me

Beck: Its that Potter, asshole.

Illust: Harry? What did he do?

Beck: Apparently we're related.

Illust: O_O Huh?! In what way, cutie?

Beck: *glare* I have a name.

Illust: You agreed to let me call you by this pet name, cutie. Have you forgotten?

Beck: No, but now is not the time. *takes another drag*

Illust: Alright then, ~Beck~. You haven't answered my question. How is he related to you?

Beck: Apparently my dad and his mom were half-siblings.

Illust: Oh dear. That could mean you and Harry are...cousins or something!

Beck: Yep. That's what it means. And the bastard thinks my dad abandonned him or some shit!