Adore You
Disclaimer: So not mine.
Summary: Oh god. She liked the enemies eyes. She liked his hair, his touch, his voice. She couldn't actually like him. But slowly she starts to fall...
i looked at you…
Albus was staring out the window, worrying about something he wouldn't tell me about. James probably caused his mood to go downhill again, it was always James fault when Albus suddenly because a nervous wreck.
I didn't really want to make friends, I had my cousin and that was enough for me at the moment. Sure he was being broody and not enjoying that fact that we were actually going to Hogwarts, but he was my cousin, my best friend, and nothing could change that.
The compartment door slammed open and a few giggling girls looked around. "Oh, first years," one mumbled. "Let's go find somewhere else to sit."
I watched them go, hoping that I wouldn't be like that in a few years. Albus seemed undisturbed by the noise the girls had made, meaning that something was really eating him up. "Albus," I said softly as I stood up form my seat opposite him. "I'm going to get changed into my robes now."
He nodded in reply, his eyes not leaving the scenery that was rapidly moving past us. I rolled my eyes; he could at least say something to me. I slammed the compartment door shut after me, hoping to break my cousin out of his depressing thoughts.
I walked down the carriage, listening to all the laughter that was going on in all the other compartments. Dominique quickly smiled at me as I passed before brushing me off again for her friends. I kept walking hoping to find a cousin that I liked, or somebody that I could actually talk to before I had to change into my robes and go back to Albus.
"Louis!" I called to a blonde haired boy right before he slipped into a compartment. The boy stuck his head back out and gave me a beautiful grin that all the girls loved.
"Rose!" He called back, beckoning me to him. "Why aren't you with dear little Al?"
I shrugged and told him about Albus' lack of enthusiasm and emotion. "Oh well," he said, ruffling up my hair. "Why don't you go and make new friends? There's some first years in a compartment a few down." He grinned at me again. "Talk to you later, kay?"
I nodded and he slipped back into his compartment. I took Louis' advice and headed to the compartment a few down from the he had just slipped into. Maybe if I made some friends I would actually know other people if I was sorted into anything but Gryffindor.
The door opens as I go to reach for it and a black haired boy stares at me. He's kind of good looking, with dark brown eyes that look almost like black. He crinkles his nose and glares at me slightly, before pushing past leaving me stunned and looking like a fish. "Um," I mumbled, hoping that I won't stutter and embarrass myself in front of these people. "Can I sit here?"
A small blonde girl with pink cheeks nods at me and moves over so I can sit beside her. "I'm Abbey Longbottom," the girl said as I sat down beside her. I looked at her, I knew that face. It was Alice Longbottom's face, the girl who I had only met a few times in the past.
"Alice?" I asked, wondering if it was really her.
"Yes," she said as she smiled at me. "Nice to see you again."
I giggled a little before we settled into a comfortable silence. There were two other boys and two other girls in the compartment with us. One girl was blonde, with a scowl on her face that looked like it was permanent. She glared at me and mumbled something that sounded like, "stupid Weasley girl." Obviously she knew who I was, but I didn't know her.
The other girl looked much nicer and offered me her hand when I looked at her. "I'm Tasha Johnson," she said, her round face breaking out into a small smile.
"Rose Weasley," I replied, shaking her hand. She brushed her brown hair out of her face before pulling a face at the scowling blonde girl near the window.
"Millie Nott," Tasha said. "Doesn't like people by the looks of it."
Alice laughed quietly beside me. "The other boy was Kenny Davis," she added. "Millie's just annoyed because he left her here with us."
I laughed quietly along with them, nothing was really funny but I was happy with these two girls. The boy sitting opposite me had his head buried in a book and all I could see was the top of his light brown hair. The other boy had blonde hair that was slicked back and was staring out the window like Albus had been when I left him.
He glanced up at me and our eyes met. The cool grey made me shudder; it was so unlike eyes like that to be full of so much life. I blinked and he was looking away, back out the window like that moment had never happened.
I stood and thanked Tasha and Alice for letting me sit with them, smiled at Millie and gazed at the unknown blonde boy for one last time. He didn't look up. I wanted to see his eyes again, but he didn't even look up as I slid the door shut loudly behind me.
"Way to go Scorpius," I heard Alice say, as I stood with my back against the door. "You just scared off Rose Weasley."
Scorpius. I knew that name. The unknown boy was Scorpius Malfoy, the son of the man that my father hated.
Oh god, I liked the enemies eyes.
