I trudged unwillingly along side my best friend Scorpios Malfoy. My and Scorpios' families were close friends, and I had grown up with him. He was tall, pale, with straight blond hair that fell into his grey-blue eyes. It seemed to contrast with my honey-brown curls, tan skin, and dark brown orbs. But, we were still the closest friends you would find. Never, in my entire life, had I ever thought about Scorpios as more than that. Ew. Plus, he was going on his third year dating Rose Weasley, a fellow Gryffindor who I had known to be sweet, smart and beautiful. Her and Scorpios made the cutest couple ever. However, at the moment, I was more than a bit annoyed with them, as Rose was bringing along her cousin Albus, and Scorpios was bringing me. To set us up. I groaned inwardly. Albus was in Slytherine with Scorpios, and they were good friends, and I had met Albus more than a few times, but we never really conversed.
"I don't understand why you're doing this." I voiced.
"It was Rose's idea! She said she's tired of seeing Albus as a third wheel." He explained smoothly. "Besides, you'll like Albus."
"You don't know that!" I accused, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Come on Mel. You might have fun." He said it as a taunting gesture, though it was anything but.
"You owe me." I grumbled, giving in.
"Thanks Mel." Scorpios gave me a one-armed hug before we climbed through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor common room. Most of the Gryffindors had come accustom to seeing Scorpios here, as he was my best friend and Rose's boyfriend. I was briefly aware of Rose flying to his side and planting a kiss on his lips. My eyes were wandering around the common room.
"Hey Melanie!" The bouncing redhead greeted me. I smiled.
"Hey Rose." I answered.
"Albus should be here any min-oh! There he is!" She pointed to her left, where my eyes found a tall, lanky but muscular build. So this was the famous Albus Potter. He had shaggy black hair, which fell over his forehead and rested, just covering his eyes. And dazzling green eyes, from what I could see. I watched those eyes travel up my body from head to toe, and rest on my face.
"Hello." He smiled, to which I returned.
"I'm Melanie." I introduced.
"Okay Mel, this is Albus. Albus, this is Mel." Scorpios stepped in, taking a small portion of awkwardness out of the air. After going through brief introductions from Rose, Albus and me sat on of the couches, talking in polite voices.
"So…how did you and Scorpios meet?" He asked, breaking the silence that lapsed between us.
"His mum and my mum went to school together. I've known him my entire life." I clarified.
"Oh." He replied. An awkward silence fell between us.
"Not to be rude or anything, but are you having as horrible of a time as I am?" He quizzed, a large trace of playfulness was placed in his words.
"You're definitely not being rude, because I am most certainly having as horrible of a time as you are." I agreed with a nod of my head. Albus shuffled, causing his arm to briefly brush past mine, sending sparks up my arm.
"They're complete idiots for setting this up." He mumbled.
"I completely agree." I replied. "I'm going to kick Scorp's ass."
Albus smiled, a wide grin of sorts. The he stood, reached his hand out, and bowed low to the ground.
"Would the lady like to accompany me on a walk?" He mocked a snooty tone, and I laughed as I grabbed his hand- that caused even more electricity- and let him lead me outside.
We were walking around the school grounds, laughing as we hastily turned corners to avoid teachers prowling eyes. We picked a spot overlooking the lake, and our conversation turned to the topic of his family.
"Yeah, you should see it on Christmas. We have all the Potters, plus every single freaking Weasley, plus the Scamander's." He widened his eyes in affect. I laughed and leaned ever so slightly in to his side.
"What about you?" I turned my face up to peer into his green eyes and realized he was talking about my family. "You have a big family?"
"…You could say that" I muttered. He raised his eyebrows.
I sighed. "There's my mum and dad, me, my four older brothers and one younger brother."
"Wow. And I thought one brother was enough." He referred to James Sirius, who had graduated last year when we entered our seventh.
"Yeah, well, the last two left last year, so now I only have Allan. He's in fifth year, with your sister."
"Yeah. I think I may have met your brother." He retaliated.
"What about your older brothers, what are they like?"
"Um, well Jarred is the oldest, he owns a Quidditch store in Scotland. Then there's Tristan, who I believe is in the midst of writing some book, but he lives in America. There's Jordan, who, annoyingly enough, is a Healer here in England." Albus gave a small chuckle. "After that it's Daniel, who is training to be some Potions expert or something, so he's in Australia at some conference. Then there's me, the only normal child in my family I swear. And Allan is the youngest." I finished, out of breath.
"You guys are all over the world, aren't you?" Albus lay back on his back, pulling me with him.
"Yeah, I guess. But trust me, when they all come to visit, its hard even getting to the loo by myself!" I laughed along with him. Time flew past us, and soon it was an hour passed curfew.
"Shit." Albus grumbled. I jumped up, pulled Albus to his feet and we both started hastily walking back to the common room. I muttered the password –mandrakes- and we both scrambled through the portrait hole. I was about to head up the girl's dormitories when Albus grabbed my wrist, and noticeably pulled me closer to him. He leaned his face towards me, angling his face to fit mine, and then he hesitated. I stood up on my tiptoes, closing the distance between us. We shared a slow, passionate kiss; I opened my mouth, deepening it. We broke apart when both of us were gasping for air. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"So, tomorrow, you want to, um, do this again?" He asked, still pressed against me.
"Albus Potter, are you asking me out?" I held a tone of fake shock.
"I think so. What'dya say?"
"I say yes!" I kissed him once more, before breaking apart and heading up the stairs.
Okay, I really hate eating my own words, but I had to thank Scorpios.