Thought this would be a cute story. Review.
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Rose's POV
I walk down the corridor slowly, cautiously walking. Just trying to get my mind off what just happened. But it didn't happen, did it? I sigh and brush my finger to my lips, feeling butterflies in my stomach at the thought that his had been there just minutes before. I mentally shake my head, clearing all the images that fill it. I just want to go back to the common room. But I know I really don't. What I really want is to storm back down the corridor and surprise him. Show him I didn't want to leave. That I like him back.
But those thoughts are crazy. None of the crazy dreams that just appeared in my head were real. It was all just a dream. A perfect one, to say the least. But the curiosity eats me, the butterflies fluttering everywhere, and I have the sudden urge to throw up. I just want to go back to Ravenclaw Tower, but my feet hold me glued to the spot.
Finally, without thinking anymore, I run from the spot, back up the stairs, and down the hallway, panting. I have to go back. I have to check. I just have to.
The large white wall, free of portraits and doors, missing any sign that someone had ever touched it, is still before me. I didn't pass him on my way back. Could he possibly still be inside? But he won't be, everything was just a dream. Just some crazy thoughts. None. Of. It. Happened.
But just to check. I need to.
I slowly walk the length of the wall, thinking. I know the room will appear to me if I just wish it.
I need the room where I just kissed Scorpius Malfoy.
No! I know the wall wouldn't get it. I needed to be blunt. I needed to think exactly what I had before.
I need the place to meet him. I need the place to meet him. I need the place to meet him.
My eyes open carefully, slowly, and I know nothing will be there. But, there's the door. A door that I know will lead me where I want to be. I smile, but then curse under my breath, knowing I really don't want to be here. I'll make a fool of myself just showing up again. But maybe he wants me here. He was telling me to stop when I ran out. But then again, maybe I was right and this was just a crazy dream, and I'll wake up soon.
I slowly put my right foot in front of my left, tripping on bare tile. Nervously, I grip the door handle for support, and after many merciless seconds, wrench the door wide open.
And with great surprise etched on the pale face, a figure at the back of the room turns. Turns from the dark maroon wall he had just punched, and the overturned desk. Turns toward me.
I'm suddenly smiling, racing towards him through the sea of old chairs and beaten down O.W.L. testing desks. And then I'm there. Steps from him. And I leap. Only to be caught by the raspberry smell of Scorpious. Scorpious Malfoy, the boy I met here before. The one who kissed me. The one that six years ago, my father told me to stay away from. The one who became my best friend seconds after.
He smiles and laughs, clutching his muscular arms around my waist, spinning me through the air. He slowly lowers me down, and I catch my breath. I'm smiling ear to ear, but our kiss doesn't resume.
Scorpious lets me go, and reaches for my hand, and I catch it. Together we walk to my tower, not speaking, not laughing. And we're there too quickly. And before I have time to ask him anything, he bends down to my ear.
"Meet me at the train tomorrow, I'm coming to stay the summer with you, remember?"
He chuckles at my startled reaction, clearly showing I had forgotten he was saying with me and Hugo. I nod, knowing my voice won't be understood, and watch his robes billow out of sight.
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You like? Next chapter might be up tomorrow Please Review! Ill try and make a polyvore, and in all the next chapters the story will be third person limited and/or omniscient, but ill let you know. And yes, there will be kissing later on… Review