So here we have a Scorrose fic because, let's face it, who doesn't love them?! I hope it's ok, forgive me for any grammar mistakes and enjoy!
And thankyou to the two people who reviewed Waiting for you and Those Brave Souls. You made my day!
And now for my disclaimer: I am not, unfortunately, JK Rowling...
Opening Doors
You were told to never be scared; to hold your chin high and look the devil in the eye, to laugh and hold your true feelings behind closed doors. To never, ever let them out.
So why is it that you catch a glimpse of red hair and you're heart starts pounding, why are you so hopelessly stupid around a certain blue-eyed girl, why is it that you suddenly want the world to know how you feel?
And all it is is half-smiles in the corridors, fleeting my-eyes-meet-hers moments and wishes that can't possible come true because she's Rose Weasley and you're Scorpius Malfoy and you were brought up to not feel anything. So why, you ask again and again, why are you feeling so much all the time?
She walks by in a bubble of dreams and half-forgotten tunes; you slouch around in a world of sharp edges and harsh truths. Why are you suddenly, inexplicably, hopelessly drawn to this girl with her perfect fantasies and granted wishes?
And when the impossible happens and she's talking to you and smiling and laughing, you forget to be cool and cold and ice and let, for a second, the doors in your heart to swing open.
You stand back, hold them wide open and hope to dear God that she doesn't trash the place.
A/N: Please review if you have the time, although I totally understand if you can't be bothered!