I can't believe him.
Not because he lied, not because he hid it from me, not because he chose to keep secrets from me-me, his best friend.
No, I'm in disbelief because Scorpius Malfoy, player of all players, king of all hearts, bastard of our entire freaking generation, decided to go ahead and fall in love
with me, little old me, daughter of the enemy, cousin of the second best friend, (because, like I said, I'm the first) best student of our class at Hogwarts. He has
decided to, instead of keeping it a secret and waiting for the feelings to go away, shout to the world that he has fallen, "totally, completely in
love," with his best friend.
Most girls would be pleased, but then again, not every girl finds out their best friend is in love with her through the freaking Daily Prophet.