"Scorpius Malfoy, you ignorant, foul, git! How could you?" I, Rose Weasley, was absolutely livid. I paced back and forth to try to blow off steam and rose my voice to a decibel that I was almost positive could have been illegal.
"Rose, you are most definitely over-reacting. It was not a big deal." How he could say this so nonchalantly was beyond me.
"I'm not over-reacting! You are under-reacting! Do you think this is a joke? Because it's not a joke to me! In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a robot! I actually do have feelings, which you've clearly chosen to disregard!" I could feel my blood boiling. I swear, if Malfoy says one more stupid word, I just might hex him into next Saturday.
He sighed, shaking his head lightly as he did so. "I don't joke about these kinds of things, Weasley. I figured you'd know at least that much by now."
"Now you're insulting my intelligence? Great, absolutely lovely, Scorpius! Because that's just the cherry on top of the marvelous week I've been having!"
Not knowing what else to do, and acting purely on adrenaline and impulse, I strode towards Malfoy and brought my hand up to slap him.
Before my open palm could collide with his cheek, Malfoy had reached up and grabbed my wrist, stopping it in it's track...
And snogged me on the spot.
What a terrific start, wouldn't you say? Anyways, I will do my utmost to post a new chapter every week, but, seeing as how most of this story is already written, a few reviews might help get it out faster *wink*. Reviews are love!
Truly yours,
~ToTrulyBe