Chapter One; five things he never told her
There was five was five things that he had always wanted to Rose, all those years that he had known her, but Scorpius Malfoy has never had the courage to tell her.
1. Your eyes sparkle
Scorpius had an obsession with looking at Rose's eyes. They were a gentle chocolate brown that sparkled when she was happy, lit up when she laughed and darkened when she was angry.
He used to her watch her when she was reading, when she didn't know he was watching. He watched her eyes dance backwards and forwards across the page, glowing with interest. He loved her eyes. He loved her.
2. I love to watch you skate
One Christmas the Weasley-Potter clan had stayed at Hogwarts, and during that stay they had gone ice skating on the lake. Scorpius couldn't skate and never bothered trying, but for reason he loved to watch her skate.
Rose loved ice skating and was quite good at it; she cow would glide across the ice with ease, as though it was as simple as holding a quill.
Scorpius would sit by the willow tree by the lake, pretending to read while he watched her skate. He loved to watch her skate. He loved her.
3. Red was never really your colour
Rose looked beautiful in almost any thing she wore. But red didn't suit her. Her red hair shimmered in the sunlight, her soft curls would bounce of her shoulders. But her Gryffindor red uniform would clash with her beautiful hair. Red didn't suit her.
Any other colour would, blues, greens, purples. But not red. Red was not her colour. But he loved her red hair. He loved her.
4. You smile like the stars
Scorpius loved to look at her when she smiled. It would remind of the stars, which shone brightly, standing out from the rest of the black sky. When she smiled her whole face would light up.
Scorpius never felt happier than when he saw Rose smiling, especially when she smiled at him. He loved it when she smiled. He loved her.
5. I love you Rose
He had always loved her, from the minute he had seen on Platform 9 3/4. He loved her even when his father forbid him to even be friends with her. He had loved every thing about her; her chocolate eyes, her curly red hair, her quirky sense of humour, the way she made you feel special and welcome despite who you were and whatever your background.
He loved the fact that she was good at everything but wasn't proud about it. He loved how she would like a person for they were rather what they were. He loved her. He always had.
A/N: Hope you liked this chapter, I know it's a bit cheesy but I hope you enjoy!