Rose ran through the rain to where care of magical creatures was being held. She was early and would have to wait but anything was better than spending another five minutes with foul-mooded James. As she got closer she noticed an umbrella – she wasn't the first one there. She laughed at how much the muggle device stood out against the castle grounds. Maybe whoever it was would let her go under too. The figure turned at the sound of approaching footsteps and a flash of silver hair alerted her to the fact it was Scorpius. She felt their eyes lock for the briefest of seconds as she averted her gaze and tried to hide her shock. She wasn't expected it to be a pureblood holding the umbrella let alone Scorpius Malfoy. Giving up any hope of shelter she stood a couple of meters away, ignoring the rain drops as the dampened her hair and a pair of steel grey eyes as they fell heavy upon her.
When Scorpius had gone out to avoid the potters he hadn't expected their first cousin to join him. He watched the rain as it trickled down her face, dripping off her nose and mouth. She shivered and he felt a sudden pulse course through his stomach. She was soaked and freezing. Had she forgotten her cloak? He looked away suddenly, embarrassed by the length of time he had been staring. But soon his eyes drifted back, why didn't she shelter beneath a tree? 'She could always share the umbrella' a voice in his head told him. His eyes searched the area, as if someone could have heard his thoughts. No. She was a Weasly and she would tell James. He didn't need another thing to be teased about.
She sneezed and then looked up, straight into his eyes, a look of questioning and confusion in the blue depths "ummm…" he began feeling a distinct lack of control over his words, "do you want to come…" he didn't know how to finish his sentence and he felt a scarlet blush stain his cheeks as his tongue dampened his lips.
Rose didn't know quite what to say "under your umm…", he nodded in awkward reply. "errr…" what should she do? She was cold and wet yes but, but well he was Scorpius, Scorpius Malfoy and, and… "Thank you." The words slipped out before she had reached a decision and she moved towards him, ducking as she reached the domed fabric.
She felt herself both apologizing and thanking him repeatedly; for something to say more than anything. But still the awkwardness swarmed around them, thick and intoxicating, till both felt they could barely breathe.
Suddenly the umbrella slumped and convulsively she reached out to prop it up again. Her hand met something warm. Scorpius pulled his back quickly and stared at a spot on the ground, pretending it hadn't happened. But it had. And so the two stood in silence, faces as red as beetroot, eyes staring determinedly in the other direction, in the middle of the pouring rain, underneath a now positively deflated umbrella.
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