Lily and Scorpius
Lily's POV
I watch as he gets in the car, slamming the door as hard as he can. I sigh, because I know I'm the one who will walk out there and talk to him.
Sure enough when he doesn't show any sign of coming back, I walk out, barefoot, no jacket, in the middle of winter to ask him what's wrong.
And just because he's so ohsobeautiful in my eyes, just because Rose will never love him the way I can. But I'll never say that.
I don't think that passenger seat has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing cause I hope he's wrong
I listen as he jokes about never falling in love.
"It's a pain, it's difficult" he complains, then he winces, "It hurts" I smile and pat his arm.
"I know" I say because this nevergonnafall, ohsobeautiful, totallybreathtaking boy is hurting me every time I see him.
I say it because it's what he wants to hear.
I say it because I know everything about him and yet he still doesn't see.
I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs
And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He likes to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sisters beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
I'd lie
I look up as his sister taps on the glass of this old truck.
She's breathtaking, so obviously beautiful that it hurts.
"Rose wants to talk to you" she says and his justsoamazing face turns defiant.
"Who says I want to talk to her" he demands. She looks at him in boredom. "You decided to date her" she says.
He sighs "I'll be there in a minute."
She walks away and after mentally preparing himself, he flashes me a smile and walks away.
Now its summer time and he's come to spend the night with Al. But of course Rose comes along and ruins everything. When he finally comes down for dinner, his eyes sweep through the room, but he doesn't even notice me. He overlooks the fact that I like him in the morethanlike way.
Walking around to my side of the table, he ruffles my hair before sitting down across from Albus. I'm the only one who notices the tension wired through him, just underneath the skin. I'm the only one who knows him that well.
Later that night I hear him talking with my brother. "It's simple Al I stay with Rose because she knows something that I don't want anyone to know" Al scoffs saying, "blackmail's illegal you know."
Scorpius sighs. "Yea Al, I know."
At about midnight, I get up for a glass of water and hear him crying where he thinks no one can hear. His parents are getting divorced, and I know he's just so sick of all the fighting. But he would never let anyone know that he cries over it, which means I'll never tell anyone.
Of course I never let anyone see me daydreaming over him so maybe that makes me a bit more sympathetic.
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on
Doesn't he know
That I've had him memorized
For so long
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody
See me wishing he was mine
And really, I could tell you everything about him. His favorite color, favorite song, his birthday, his favorite subject, what he likes to do in his spare time, but nobody ever asks me.
And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He likes to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sisters beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
I'd lie
I watch him walk out of the great hall after lunch and glance at my note. While waiting a couple minutes I think about what would happen if I told him how I felt. If only I could-.
I cut myself off. 'Ifs' are bad things. 'Ifs' let you hope, and hope hurts almost as much as love.
I make my way to the room of requirement and what meets me there has me shocked because I thought I knew all there was to know.
Scorpius has a guitar. And I smile when he tells me no one else knows, because it's just another thing no one else knows about him, one more thing I get to keep all to myself.
Later I see him get mad at Rose because he cheated on him. He can see through any lie. If only he could see through my heart.
I wake up the next day and my heart aches. So I put on that little bit of make-up and pray to any god out there for a miracle, pray for just one day of luck.
He stands there then walks away
My god if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you
He'd never tell you
But he can play guitar
I think he can see through
Anything but my heart
First thought when I wake up
Is my god he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle
Almost every day we argue, and almost every day we apologize and go back to being friends. In some ways were too alike. We like to argue too much. And every little tiff chips off one more piece of my heart. But I always come back the next day and say "why do you like green, it's the color of jealousy, it's the color of Slytherin, and its ugly!" But I love the color green. I love it because Scorpius loves it.
His sister is still gorgeous, but in my opinion she doesn't hold a candle next to him. And I loathe his father, but I'm so glad Scorpius is his son because I can't imagine him without those beautiful gray eyes. But I'd never admit that, ever.
Yes I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He likes to argue
Oh and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you asked me if I love him
I'd lie