This collection was written for the Lyric Inspired Drabble Challenge, where my given song was "Wouldn't Change A Thing" from Camp Rock.
Story One was written for the line: "We're face to face,/But we don't see eye to eye."
This one was also written for the School Of Prompts, for the prompts: voice, lost and marvel.
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Infuriate
We're face to face, but we don't see eye to eye. That's the way it's always been with me and Rose. We're in the same classes, the same year, we even both have the same goals to join the Department for Misuse of Magic Office at the Ministry of Magic.
But everytime we meet, civility quickly gives way to harsh retorts. Even Albus hates it; on his fifteenth birthday he felt as though he couldn't invite both of us. I backed out in the end, family should come first.
"You look lost," Rose tells me as I make my way down the fifth floor, her voice sarcastically soft and sweet.
"Oh, Rose, I was coming to find you, actually," I reply, exaggerating my friendly act. "Since this whole "hating each other" thing is clearly an act, I realised how I really feel and wanted to confess my undying love."
I smile as she rolls her eyes.
"You know what, Scorpius," she tells me with a knowing look, "I've worked something out about you. You only allow yourself to feel if it's hate, or anger. You're scared of love and kindness."
"Think you have me worked out, do you?" I ask as quickly as I can, hoping she can't see the shock cross my face or notice the pain that strikes my core.
"Oh, I know it," she replies, smiling smugly before backing away towards the Ravenclaw Common Room.
I know Rose is a Ravenclaw, but I never realised before how horribly intuitive she is. Although, she confuses me, too. If that was supposed to be an insult, it was a little too close to home, and not quite as biting as her usual remarks. So what was she trying to say? Her words played on my mind for a week, even though I knew I shouldn't let her get to me. Honestly, the girl is an infuriating marvel.