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Scorpius

I’m a Slytherin.  A Slytherin, so I’m not brave like a Gryffindor which sucks when I get nervous.  I wouldn’t call it real proper fear.  No, that is something different entirely; I’d call it more anxious.

And why would I be nervous you ask.

I am trying to figure out how to tell Rose that I like her.  A lot.  It should be easy but I keep running into some tiny problems.

Problem 1: Rose hates my guts.

Problem2: She would rather date Lord Voldemort then me.  I’m not actually sure if that is true but I get the feeling it is.

Problem 3: She is slightly deranged and insane and will most likely attack me.

Problem 4: She doesn’t believe in love.

How can you not believe in love?  I have never even thought that was possible… I probably sound like a right poof now but it’s true.  Love can not, not be real.  I know, I know I could have just said can’t be fake or something like that but I believe we have gathered that I tend to make life difficult for myself.

An example of this would be falling for Rose Weasley.  Of all people why her?  I’ll tell you why.  As I have told Al many times, I am an idiot, who always makes a mess of things. It is as simple as that.  Not to mention Rose Weasley is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on.  That could also have something to do with it.

But anyway that isn’t the point.  The point is that I am going to tell her.  No matter what, I have decided that today is the day.  The time had really flown by, since that small incident near the room of requirement, three and a half weeks to be exact and barely a word had been spoken between us apart from a few scathing, nasty notes from her, and a few lightly amused and cocky ones from me.  No matter how much I tried I couldn’t help but keep that arrogant, casual mask that she seemed to hate so much on.  It was my safety net.   I had decided that I would rid myself of it and finally tell her how I feel.  I couldn’t believe how scared I was my stomach was doing nervous little flip flops and I couldn’t think straight. 

I had spent the whole morning with Al who had given me a fiercely encouraging pep talk and a lecture on what not to do, as if we were getting ready for a quidditch match.  Just thinking about it made me laugh.  I was still slightly chuckling about it when I finally cornered her in an empty classroom finishing homework.

“Weasley,” was my immediate greeting.  Al had told me not to call her Weasley but I couldn’t help it, it was like a reflex.  She turned around and immediately gave me a death glare that would have had anyone else cowering behind a desk.  But I was Malfoy and she was Weasley and I was the only one who could keep myself composed around her.

Well I used to be able to.

I wasn’t cowering behind a desk, or whimpering with fear, I didn’t wet myself.  Yes, before you ask a first year has in fact wet themselves when given one of Rose’s death glares, it was rather disturbing actually.  I mean come on he was eleven, you should really have stopped wetting yourself by then.  It freaked Rose out a bit as well and she helped clean him up cringing slightly as she did.  Have I mentioned that she was also eleven at the time?

Anyway…

Like I said I wasn’t scared of Rose’s death glare, they just made me notice once more how beautiful her eyes were.  I swear I couldn’t breathe.  I was scared of telling her.  Irrational fear of rejection flooded through me as I just stood there mutely (looking the right twit) gazing into her eyes.  She looked slightly confused and the silence became awkward and thick.

‘What do you want?” she finally asked coldly.

I squeaked.

Like literally squeaked.  I can’t believe it myself.  How could this be happening to me, I am the ever cool, ever composed Scorpius Malfoy and somehow in the last five seconds I have become a mute, squeaking twat!   I quite literally could have curled up in a ball and died right then from utter embarrassment but I didn’t of course, because I am Scorpius Malfoy.  I composed my expression and sent her a cocky smirk.  I would never let her get the better of me, Scorpius Malfoy would not back down or curl up in a ball and die. 

“Um… did you just squeak?” Rose finally asked.

Oh joy.  My life just keeps getting better and better doesn’t it? 

“Of course not,” I scoffed, “Don’t be such an idiot Weasley!”

After that I turned tail and pretty much ran out of the room.  I was going to go to my room, so that I could curl up in a ball on my bed… and die.

Well I would have if Al hadn’t cornered me before I got to the room.  He had the biggest grin on his face; seriously the Cheshire cat would be jealous.  It was kind of creepy actually.  He just stood there in front of me for a while and then suddenly he burst into maniacal cackling laughter.  I was seriously worried for his mental state.  Finally after a few minutes he seemed to regain control of himself and looked back up at me, the same creepy grin on his face as before and then he said the two words I desperately did not want to hear.

“You squeaked!”

I looked at him in utter shock and could immediately feel my face heating up.  This was so not cool.  Scorpius Malfoy did not squeak or lose his cool and he most certainly did not blush.

Damn you Rose Weasley for turning me into this thing!

“Shut up,” I grumbled, trying to cool my face down so that an egg couldn’t be fried on it.  Al noticed. 

“Awww, wittle squeaking Scorpy is blushing.”  He sang pinching my cheek like a grandmother would do.  I pulled my face away and pushed my way around him, continuing to walk to my dorm where I would kill myself.  Nothing could ruin Al’s good mood though.  He skipped (yes skipped) after me, the same creepy grin and let out an extremely feminine giggle.  I couldn’t help my self I stopped and completely shocked turned back to him.  The red fading from my face as I smirked at him. 

“Did you just giggle?” I asked.

Al stopped skipping and it was his turn to blush.  He looked like a tomato wearing glasses.  It was very comical.

“Al Potter you are turning into a girl!” I exclaimed just loud enough for a few of the people walking past to hear.  Al went redder, which until just then I had thought impossible.  I laughed at him. 

“At least I didn’t squeak.” He muttered as he shoved past me and continued on his way to the dorm where he would most likely try to kill himself.  But nothing could ruin my good mood.  I skipped up to him (yes skipped) and laughed as I sang a song that would usually come out of Peeves’ mouth.  Although I do believe that it is much to rude to mention.  His facial expression the whole time was priceless.  I could have died laughing as I skipped along beside him. 

It of course had to be at that moment, laughing insanely, and skipping, yes, I repeat, SKIPPING, alongside my tomato best friend, singing an incredibly dirty song about his lack of manly parts that we ran in to Rose Weasley.  I had just escaped her after the squeaking incident and apart from that my day was going fantastic… I mean c’mon Al giggled.  I just had to run into the love of my life.

Oh my I have started calling her the love of my life in my head.  It is official; I have gone round the bend, mental, loopy, and insane whatever you want to call it!  Rose just stared at us, her expression completely shocked.  For a while she just stood there in front of us her mouth in the perfect ‘o.’ it would have been comical if I wasn’t so embarrassed. 

“I’m just going to go now,” she finally managed, completely avoiding looking at me and running away.  Al and I just stood petrified to the spot behind her for ages until Al suddenly turned to me and I couldn’t help but notice (I mean really who couldn’t) that he had that creepy grin on his face again.

Oh joy of joys.













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A/N I hope that you liked. :)  It was a bit of an embarrassing day for poor Scorpius, what did you think of it.  Did you love it or did you want to throw your computer/laptop across the room by the fifth paragraph you were so bored.  Good and bad reviews welcome, sorry if it was a long wait but here it is. :)
Sorry for the extreme shortness by the way!  

Cheers 

 

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