Hey everyone! This is my first fic, so I hope it's okay. I joined the forum Hogwarts School, and so far its fun. This is for Assignment 2 Performing Arts. I have to write about a popular trope, ie: something that many people do. I decided to use the trope "love at first sight". Let's hope I do fairly well on this story.

I remembered the first time I saw him. We were taking James and Albus to the Hogwarts Express when I was nine. Dad and Ron were pointing him out for Rose and Albus, warning them to beat him in all their studies.

Even then, I think I knew that I loved him. Most would have scoffed and dismissed it as a child's crush, but I knew better

The next time I saw him was in my fourth year. They had decided to throw a ball at Hogwarts to try and unite the Houses. I saw him across the Great Hall, and he waved at me.

That evening, I knew I was beautiful, under the radiant lights in the Great Hall, candlelight reflecting off my dress.

I also knew he was a Malfoy. I knew he was forbidden. Like Eve and the apple. But also like Eve, I knew that I had to take it. I was Eve, and Scorpius was the forbidden fruit on the tree.

Soon after that, we began seeing each other in secret. He would meet me in the corner of the library and we'd sit for hours and talk. About our lives, our friends, our interests. We found out that we actually had quite a bit in common. But these meetings had a bittersweet feeling to them, because we both were fully aware of the fact that we could never be together.

During one of those secret meetings, we planned to run away together one day in my seventh year. He said he'd meet me on top of the Astronomy Tower. And every day I waited. I waited for him to come and take me away from this life that expected so much of me. But he never showed.

BFinally, I grew tired of waiting. I began to consider moving on from my disappointment. Until a note arrived by owl at breakfast one morning.

Lily,

Meet me by the black lake after classes today.

That's all he wrote. Nothing else. But nevertheless, after classes that day, I walked the path to the shore of the black lake. There he was. My Romeo.

I was mad.

"I was waiting for you for a month!" I yell at him. "A whole month, Scorpius! Where were you?!"

Instead of answering me, he caresses my face and kisses me. Then he kneels down.

"Lily," he says. "I love you. I will never leave you alone again. I talked to your dad. He actually wanted us to get together. It seems your older brother James had been spying on us and told him. He's totally okay with it. Your mom told me to tell you to start thinking about what kind of dress you want. So… will you marry me? Please say yes, baby."

"Of course!" I exclaim, giving him another kiss.

You know, sometimes I still think back to the day I first saw him at King's Cross, when I knew it was really and truly love at first sight.