fabulis iris
a/n - a collection of seven drabbles, one colour of the rainbow each.
prompt - balloon; red.
Scorpius and Rose are leaning against a wall opposite a Muggle parking lot outside a mall. There's a Muggle man selling balloons to school children directly in front of them.
"I do wish they'd be less noisy," Scorpius says to Rose. "The Muggle kids. They scream whenever they get a balloon." He nods in the direction of a blonde girl in pigtails clapping her hands delightedly as the balloon-seller gives her a blue balloon. "It grates on me."
"Scorpius!" They just like balloons, alright, and I happen to think it's adorable." Rose glares at her friend and jabs him in the arm. "Just because you can't appreciate how fun balloons are doesn't mean everyone can't. I should be going for lunch now, it's already one fifteen. Goodbye." She blows Scorpius a big, sarcastic kiss and flounces off in the direction of the mall, where her brother Hugo is waiting for her.
"I'm sorry!" sputters Scorpius, but Rose doesn't turn back.
The school children have gone off, each with their own balloon. The Muggle man is now handing a little yellow balloon to an old lady, who smiles at him.
Oh, what the hell, Scorpius thinks.
"One balloon, please." He thinks for a moment. Red is Rose's favourite colour; it always has been. "One red balloon."
a/n - this was originally an angst piece, but it became too long so i'm going to publish that one in my other collection long nights and wishful thinking. thank you for reading this, a review would be appreciated. ;)