Newly edited! :) I read it, and I was like ' That was awful.' So, hope this is better. ;)

JEALOUS?

"Are you jealous?" Rose Weasley asked me.

Why was I even talking to her?

"What? The Scorpius Malfoy jealous over you? Rose Weasley? Merlin, no!" I retorted.

Oh yeah, she was my best friend.

I believe Rose Weasley was not a girl a bloke ever fancied. I mean, it was the weird-freckly-faced-bestfriendswtihScorpiusMalfoy Weasley we're talking about here!

Well, except- yeah. Some guys talked about her in the lockers, or in our dorms. Merlin.

"Then why are you screaming at me?" Rose asked me, her blue eyes wide and innocent.

"It's just so weird and annoying how you always wear your cousins' or your guy friends' clothes! It's like you're announcing 'property of insert name here'!" I yelled through gritted teeth, while flailing my arms over my head.

"What! I am not!" She fumed, her eyes dangerously flashing daggers at me.

This would have been a good time to run; Rose didn't like people saying 'This guys 'owns' her.'. She was fiery-tempered. But hey, we had to discuss her certain clothes issues. Right?

"Yes, you are." I rolled my grey eyes and folded my arms across my chest.

Suddenly, she physically relaxed and smirked at me.

I raised my eyebrow at her.

"I think you're jealous, Scorp." Rose smirked.

"We just talked about this. I am not! I am not jealous! Why would I be-"

I wasn't able to finish my rant because she-

kissed me.

On the lips.

I didn't know why.

But I kissed her back.

And just because of that kiss, I knew- I was in love with my best friend, Rose Weasley.

After a few minutes of snogging her senseless, I pulled away.

'Whoo, you got your way oxygen. Happy?' I thought.

Rose grinned.

"Well, would you be okay if I wear your clothes Scorp?" She asked, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously.

I rolled my blue gray eyes at the smirking girl in front of me.

"No." I mumble defiantly, staring at my feet.

Rose laughed.

I looked back up and saw her smirking at me.

I blushed.

"Fine." I huffed, blushing furiously.

The next day, she was wearing my Quidditch jersey while holding my pale, slender hand in her own.

Hope you liked it! ;)

Rose: Leave a review! *wink*

Scorrpius: Come on, Rosie. Why are you wearing James' shirt?

Rose: Well, gotta run!