A/N: Welcome to my story, I very much hope you enjoy it! I have a weird and busy schedule, so don't worry, if I don't update often I (most likely) haven't died. Until next time, enjoy the first chapter of Something More!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, the setting, or anything else in any way affiliated with J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter.

I feel his eyes looking down upon me, penetrating my thick skin until they are able to leave an emotional scar. My modest clothes suddenly feel infinitely revealing, and every thought, every feeling, is now exposed to the one person they were supposed to be hidden from. What must be no more than a few moments seems to be ages of pain and suspense, more and more time building up until my inevitable heartbreak. Then, my life changed forever. Then, he broke the silence with just a few words. "Rose, I feel the same way", he said, and all the pain I had gone through for this moment was finally worth it.

(Six months previously)

"Scorp, wait for me!" I call after my friend as we rush off the train, as he has apparently chosen to go after my cousin Al and leave me in the dirt. Now I see where his loyalties lie. Never mind, he turns back to join me, leaving Al to walk to the carriages with Gracie and Mia, two of his Hufflepuff friends.

"So, Rose, looking forward to sixth year?" he asks me, as if I hadn't been answering that question the whole train ride.

"I already told you, I'm absolutely psyched! No major exams this year, but we get to take NEWT classes, and I can finally drop potions… " I trail off, knowing how much he loves the subject.

"Don't worry, I was listening to your whole rant on the train ride, I just wanted to break the awkward silence, you know." I don't know. I don't know why he would think things were awkward between us, we've been best mates for years. There is really no reason to be worried, but I have always had a slight paranoia about losing my friend because of traditions or family rivalries or something, but so far my fears have been completely illogical. Scorpius and I have been through far too much to let something as small as an old rivalry get in the way of our friendship.

"You.. you think it was awkward?" I ask, still not sure how much our friendship means to him.

"Of course not, Rosie, I just like talking to you more than I like sitting in silence."

"I think sometimes silence can be a good thing. When you're so comfortable with someone that you don't have to say anything and are just able to enjoy the other's presence?"

"Yeah, of course that's fine, but I haven't seen you all summer, and I just wanted to catch up with my best friend" he almost purrs the words, as if he were trying to sweet talk me into agreeing with me. He should know by now that no amount of flirting or seduction will make me give up my opinion, no matter how hot the other person may be. Wait, did I just think Scorp was hot? Why must my brain betray me in this way? I can't have feelings for someone so close to being my brother, even just a slight physical attraction… Crap, I need to make a comeback! I finally come up with something as we board a carriage that we somehow have the luck to have all to ourselves.

"Rubbish, you were at my house at least once a week, and I have quite an impressive pile of your letters. Besides, we were talking on the train for who knows how long, and we can't forget the time we ran into each other at Diagon Alley and ended up spending four hours chatting over ice cream. That could hardly be called not seeing each other." I am very proud of my comeback skills, so proud that I'm considering going into magical law after school. Sure enough, Scorp looks slightly flustered as he no doubt tries to top my retort.

"I just want to spend every possible second with you, Rosie. I enjoy your company so very much," he flirts, a sly smirk on his face. It takes everything I have in me to keep my cool as he shoots a seductive look my way, as I have quite the reputation as a calm, composed, professional girl to uphold, and I can't lose my image because my attractive best friend decided to have some fun. I decide two can play that game, as "fight fire with fire" has always been one of my many, many life mantras, along with "food is always the answer" and "never say no to free stuff".

"Well, Scorpius," I giggle in a manner that I hope is flirtatious, and smile inwardly at the fact that he seems taken aback at my use of his full name. "We can still spend time with each other and enjoy each other's company without speaking, like I was saying earlier."

"Oh, you mean like snogging?" he asks, and before I can respond he has pulled my face towards his, kissing me slowly and deliberately, as if savoring the taste of my mouth. My brain has seemed to stop functioning as I am pulled into his lap, and I cannot even tell whether or not I am kissing him back, though if I weren't he most likely would have stopped by now. Suddenly he pulls away, pushing me off of his lap, though we are still touching, and I realize that we are about ready to exit the carriage.

"I expect to be able to pick up where we left off soon, Rose" he states as if it were an obvious fact, which I suppose it is.

"Well, since you asked so nicely…" I tease and he shoves me before wrapping his arm around me, leaving me completely confused as to what his motives are and whether or not the gesture is platonic. It feels nice, though, and I decide I will let him continue to confuse me, as long as it always feels like this.