~renewed version

For Livvi () :D ScorRose Forum Collab.

Livvi, hope you like it!

I suggest you play the song while reading, haha! :)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. I know, it's sad.


I'd Lie by Taylor Swift


Merlin, he is beautiful.

"What are you staring at, Rose?"

I turned crimson and shook my head vehemently. "No-nothing."

Albus raised his eyebrow disbelievingly and followed my line of vision.

He smirked. "Were you staring at Malfoy, Rosie?"

I shook my head again, my auburn curls flying everywhere. "Ofcourse not, Al!" I lied- quite terribly I believe, since Albus was grinning evilly beside me.

Oh Merlin.

I rolled my eyes at his childishness and went back to staring at- er... watching Scorpius Malfoy.

Scorpius looked around the Gryffindor Common Room. His eyes zoned in on the girls giggling beside me, and then he smirked.

Ugh. Player.

Slowly, he walked over to the giggling girls and occupied the seat beside me. "Hey," he smirked at them, resting his arm on one of the girls.

"Hiiiiiiii," the slags giggled.

I groaned, making Scorpius notice me.

"Hey, Weasley." He drawled, his lips turning into a half-smile.

Wow, he looks even more amazing up close...

Suddenly, Al started guffawing.

"Err. What?" I asked, mentally face-palming myself for looking like an idiot.

"He said 'Hey, Weasley.'" Al smirked.

Oh.

Wait, what?

"You said Hi?" I questioned stupidly.

Alright. I deserve another mental face-palm.

Scorpius arched his brow and smiled. "Yes I did, Weasley."

The slags beside him started giggling madly.

I don't think he said anything remotely funny…

"Then, hi." I smiled, my ears turning red.

Curse my father's ears.

"So, how are you and Long-Arse? Still playing tonsil quidditch?"

I turned beet red. "Errr… what?"

"Carl and Rosie? Playing tonsil quidditch?" Albus laughed, wiping a fake tear by his right eye. "Where ever did you get that?"

Scorpius' eyes widened a fraction. "You're not shagging Longbottom?"

"Of- ofcourse not, you pervert!" I screamed, slapping his arm.

"Oh."

"Why?"

"Nothing. Just making conversation here."

I rolled my ocean blue eyes at him. "How about you? Still single and mingling, Malfoy?"

"Yes, actually."

"Git."

"What's the use of having a steady girlfriend when I don't feel a thing for her?"

"You are so heartless, Malfoy."

"I'm not. I just… I just don't want to fall in love," he murmured quietly, as he ran his fingers through his pale blonde hair.

I sniggered.

Scorpius, Albus and the giggling slags, who were glaring at me for some unknown reason, looked at me with bemused expressions on their faces- I'm sure it was because of my blatant display of unwomanly sniggering.

Gosh. Why did I have to embarrass myself in front of him all the bloody time?

"What?" I queried, raising my arms in mock surrender.

"Why did you laugh?" Scorpius asked, raising his eyebrow.

Because I was hoping that you were just joking.

Because I want you to fall in love… with me.

But I couldn't tell him that.

I couldn't let him know I loved him.

Because if anyone asked me if I loved him, I'd lie.

I'd lie that I knew Scorpius' favourite colour was green.

I'd lie that I knew he was born on the seventeenth.

I'd lie that I knew he loved reading Hogwarts: A History.

I'd lie that I knew his favourite songs.

I'd lie that I knew his love for popcorn.

I'd lie that I knew his schedule.

I'd lie that I knew he loved to argue.

"Famous last words, Malfoy. You might fall hard for someone someday." I grinned cheekily at him.

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "We'll see," he said before going back to flirting with the slags.

Shouldn't he know by now that I fancied him?

But no.

Ofcourse not. How could he when I lied every time someone asked me?

"You fancy him."

I whipped my head around. "What."

Albus smirked. "You fancy him, stupid."

"Er. No. I don't."

Albus grinned knowingly. "You doooo! You can't lie to me!"

I frowned and murmured quietly, "No. I don't, Albus Severus Potter."

It wouldn't be good if Albus knew I was in love with Scorpius Malfoy.

Oh Merlin. Just thinking of my dad's reaction to this makes me squirm uncomfortably.

So, if Albus did ask me if I loved Scorpius, I'd lie.

Of course, I'd lie.

I'd lie that I knew he had a brush in his pocket everyday.

I'd lie that I saw him cry during our first year in Hogwarts.

I'd lie that I was the one who saved him he was getting beat up by the seventh years.

I'd lie that I knew he loved his father dearly.

I'd lie that I wished he was mine.

"So, Weasley. What do you think?" Scorpius drawled, interrupting my thoughts.

"About what?"

"About me taking Belle Rivernight to Hogsmeade this weekend."

What

Did

The

Freaking

Idiot

Just

Say

To

Me

"Eh?" I asked, dumbfounded by his sudden question.

Scorpius rolled his eyes. "Weasley. Are you deaf or something?"

"Um."

Really. I expected more from you, Rose. I really did.

"Well. Now that you're over that I-am-so-shocked phase, answer my question."

"Er. I think… you should… if you really want to… I mean… I have no say about who you date after all, Malfoy…" I managed to choke out.

I swear I could've died right then and there in the compartment.

"Okay." Scorpius nodded.

Merlin's beard! Was this boy asking me to hex his nether region?

"Okay." I smiled, choking back the tears threatening to befall on the beautiful carpet which was my only friend in this room.

Wow.

Now my only friend is a carpet.

Could I get lonelier than this?

Scorpius stood up and grinned. "Sure, Rose?"

Really, Malfoy? Really?

"Yeap." I nodded, averting my eyes to the most interesting friend I have ever had- yes, the carpet.

"Um. Okay," he paused. "See you, Weasel!" He smiled, as he sauntered off to Belle.

I watched him smile and flirt with her.

I watched Belle giggle and blush up at him.

I watched her nod and peck his cheek.

I just watched.

Why couldn't he come here and ask me if I loved him?

Because if Scorpius asked me if I loved him, I wouldn't lie.


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