The Confession
Dear Rose,
I don't know how to put this in any other way but the truth. I love you. I don't know how long for but it's been a while. I started to notice you since 4th year but I feel like I've been noticing you since forever. I look at other people thinking that they were you. I miss you, but I'll never be able to say it to your wonderful, beautiful, glowing face. You don't know me that well but I've seen you every day of my life. You walk past me every day with a brush of the shoulder, a touch of the fingers but you never realise that my face is as red as a tomato.

I want to be the one next to you every morning and every night. I want you to be the last thing I see every day. I want you to be the one walking down the aisle towards me. I want you to make me the happiest man on earth. I just want you. I don't have the strength to say this to your face but you gave me the strength to write it all down. Yes Weasley, I overheard you and Potter talking about feelings and how to express them so here I am expressing them in words. My dad said there's no such thing as "The One" but I think that "The One" sits right in front of me in Transfiguration, Potions and Charms.

I don't think that you have put me under any charms or potions but I feel like I'm under Armotentia. Did you slip me anything? Or is it called sudden realisation? Either way, I'm totally and utterly in love with you. I don't know how many times I have to say this for you to believe this but I do. I don't expect you to come running into my arms, neither do I expect you to come and tell me how you feel. I'll be able to see it in your eyes. Yes, those beautiful, chocolate brown eyes that compliment your face.

Do you remember the lesson in Potions where we were studying Armotentia? No? Well I remember it clearly. What I smelled in the potion was strawberries, mint and something else. I didn't work it out until I hugged you after dinner that day. That's why I asked you if you spilled Armotentia on you that day. You were a drug to me from then on.

Then there was the time where you stood up for yourself against the prat in Slytherin. I applaud you for that but at the same time I wanted to knock you onto the floor and snog you senseless. On some days when you go "I'm so glad we're friends" you don't know how much I just want to object and tell you the truth because the truth is, I love you. I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I don't know how many times I have to say this to you but I do. I won't be able to admit it to your face because I'm too scared. I can write it perfectly fine but there's the problem of saying it to you. I can't say it. I stammer over my words just by being in front of you. You take my breath away, along with my words.

If you remember anything you have read today, please just remember that I love you and no-one can change that. Especially the two Potters who may be looming over their beautiful darling cousin trying to read this. Don't worry though, I've charmed the paper for your eyes only. All your stupid cousins will see is a page full of Arithmancy questions. But please don't find me. I'll find you when I'm ready but please, just remember that I love you and that no-one can hurt you when I'm around.

With all my love (because you stole my heart)

Scorpius x