Chapter Two: All My Life: Rose Point Of Veiw:

You know how you're lying in bed, and you figure out how to draw something, and you think it will be really easy, but it never is? Well that was what I was going through right then and there.

I'd always thought it would be easy to draw anime. Ever since I was little, and fell in love with it. You had to have the perfect ideas though, and I just didn't when it came to drawing, well...anything.

I finally got her perfect, and threw my sketch book down on the ground.

"Are you going to get out of bed today?"

Scorpius sat on the end of my bed, and pulled my feet up to rest on his lap. "No, actually, I don't think I will."

"You want some food?" he asked softly.

I yawned, stretching my arms above my head. "No. I need a hug, though."

He laughed at me, crawling up, and pulling the blankets so they were above our heads.

I started giggling crazily, and he smiled over at me as I started talking. "You know what?"
He raised his eyebrows at me, and I kept talking. "I'm really glad that I got up this morning, and had a shower, and got my pjs back on. I got to brush my teeth, because if I hadn't, you'd have really bad morning breath on your face right now."

We both burst out in laughter. We were total bloody idiots at the time.

"I'm kind of glad you did too, than, bub." Scorpius laughed at me.

Everyone called me 'bub'. I don't know why. It was probably because, even though I was the 'Tom-Boy' of the girls, and all of my friends were guys other than my family, I was the little innocent and fragile one compared the guys.

Even though I played Quidditch, and mucked around, and did kick-boxing, I was still fragile when I was compared to one of the guys, and I hardly even realised it. I'd grown up all of my life hanging out with the boys, having a little brother to protect, and doing things that boys liked to do, because it was fun, and it just seemed normal to me.

I'd never been fully comfortable in a skirt, and I didn't own a dress accept the one that I was going to use for the end of year prom. I was originally just going to wear shorts, but I knew I'd look prettier in a skirt, and decided that I was going to wear a dress.

I started laughing again, and he put his hands on either side of my arms. "Why won't you stop stiring Amber up?"
My laughing instantly stopped, and my face drained of colour. "Are you bloody serious?! Me stiring her?!"
Scorpius gave me a serious look, and I sat up, pulling the blanket from over our heads. "No affence, Scorpius, but she's not the nicest person in the whole-wide-world. She stirs me up as much as I do her."

He sat up next to me, and leaned against the head board. "I know she does. But can't you guys just get along?"
"I'm sorry that I can't get along with a bitch who criticizes everything I do." I muttered.

"I need you guys to get along, bub. I won't lose my friends because they don't like a girl I'm dating." he said, frowning.

"Lose us?" I repeated his words. "You won't lose us, Scorpius. You won't give us up for her. You don't love her."

His eyebrows raised. He snapped at me. "How the hell do you know that, Rose?"
I looked over my shoulder at him. "Because, if you possibly did, you would have more passion between the two of you. You guys don't even hold hands. If you actually loved her you wouldn't be in my bed, you'd be spending as much time with her as you possibly could."

"Don't make it sound dirty, bub." he laughed at me.

That's why I liked it when Scorpius and I fought. One minute we were yelling or screaming or arguing at each other and the next we were laughing and kidding around.

I rolled my eyes at him, and stretched again, laying back down, and slamming my head into the pillow. I yawned, even though it was around 11:30am, and closed my eyes again.

"Don't go to sleep!" he whined. "I need to be entertained!"
"You told me not to sound dirty!" I muttered. "Go and see your girlfriend, I'm sure she'll keep you entertained."

He slid down to lie next to me, and put his head on the pillow that my head was on. "I don't want her to entertain me. In any way. She's not..."

"She's not your friend." I said softly, opening my eyes, and brushing my hand through his hair.

He nodded his head. "But she's not my best friend."

I watched him, blinking every now and then. "Do you just want a day in bed?"

"Today I don't feel like doing anything." he agreed, closing his eyes.

My eyes shut, and I heard as Scorpius' breathing slowed, and he fell back to sleep.
Before sleep could take me under it's wing, though, I had the comfort of feeling Scorpius wrap his arm around my waist, and pull me towards him, hugging me tightly. I wish Amber could walk in and see us now.


"GET YOUR ARSES IN LINE!" James belowed.

I didn't have to move anywhere, I was already standing in the line, wishing it were warmer. And it wasn't like I could get any warmer until the stupid jerks got in line, and actually started listening to James, so we could fly. But no, apparently they didn't want me to be warm, apparently they were all warm, and they wanted me to freeze to bloody death.

David, on my left side, had already given me his jacket, because he wasn't cold. Stupid git. But David and I were two of the only ones who weren't talking.

Lily, my other cousin, James' only sister...if you didn't include Albus...was standing on my other side, rubbing my hands, trying to get them warm.

I saw James fall. He couldn't get the guys attention. And it was like he didn't care anymore, although I knew for a fact that he did. He got as crazy as I did when it came to Quidditch, or so Scorpius said, anyway, but he couldn't talk. When we versed (Gryffindor and Slytherin), he would go all 'I'm not your friend, so bring it on'. He was crazy...but possibly as not crazy as the two of us.

James walked over to David and I and shrugged, his shoulders sagged. "We should just call it off. It's cold, and they're not going to listen to me."

I rolled my eyes at James, and walked out to the front of the line, where he'd been before. He wasn't useful for anything, despite my earlier thoughts.

My fingers went into my mouth, and I let out the whistle that I was famous with stopping conversations for.

Everyone went silent, making me Queen once again, and turned to look at me.

"The more you bastards talk the longer we're going to be out here for! So get your arses in line, and shut the hell up!"

They all moved so they were next to James and David, who were watching me with the same expression as everyone else on the team was; horror.

"Now I am cold! And I am tired! And I want to be able to fly my fucking broomstick! So get into line, and shut up!"

Nobody spoke, and I smiled, having let out all of the steem I was carrying. "James, you wanna take over now? Captain?"

He laughed under his breath and stood up to where I was, pushing me back towards the line where everyone else was.

David wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed my forehead. "That was amazing, bub."

"Rosie's going to have a break down and go physco if we don't shut up so-" James was cut off by Darren Dunn, who was a total arse by himself.

"She's already physco." Darren joked around, and I smiled, I could take a joke, but it seemed James was not in the mood for jokes.

"Darren. Twenty laps around the pitch." he said, as if nonchalontly.

Darren laughed, thinking it was a joke. But then James didn't laugh and he stopped. "Are you serious? I have to run while you guys get to fly."

"I don't know. You might get to fly if you hurry up and do your laps. NOW!"

He laughed again, he was almost pleading. "Why?"

"Because you ripped off my cousin. You annoyed me and I'm captain, which means I can make you. Run."

"You can't be serious! It's, like, a million metres."

James walked straight up to him and put his face just in front of Darren's. I'd seen him do this before, he was planning on scaring the shit out of Darren, and making him run away from him. James' eyes widened in an almost-definately scary way and his head swayed from side-to-side as his voice took on a hypnotizing tone and said. "I'm dead serious..."

"Fuck." Darren muttered under his breath, and then he started on his journey, doing laps. He did laps like everyone else in the team did them other than James and I; whining.

"Anyone else planning on insulting Rose? I mean, keep it coming? Anyone planning on insulting Lily?"
Everyone stayed quiet, and I put my hand up. "Rose is a stupid bitch!"
"I agree on that." James said softly, and I narrowed my eyes at him. "Now...flying!"

It was a little over half-an-hour later when we'd finished Quidditch practise, and I was in the changing room. I didn't mind having to get changed in front of the guys, sure, we had our own seperate part of the changing rooms, Lily and I, but we didn't mind having to strip off to our underwear and get changed in front of the guys. We practically lived with half of them, anyway.

Ryan Setler, one of my closest friends, pulled on his jumper, and looked down at me. "You want me to stay while you have a shower?"
I smiled at him. "I'm fine. I'll just have a quick one. I'm sweating."

He looked me up and down and pulled me into a hug, while he walked to the doors. "You sure you don't want me to stay."

I laughed. "It's not like someone's going to sneak in and murder me in the shower, Ryan. I'm fine."

He smiled at me. "I'll see you tomorrow, bub."

"Breakfast." I agreed.

I watched him leave, and then grabbed my bag, which had my clothes in it, and my towel.

I turned the water on full blast, and stood under it, closing my eyes. I let the water hit me, full heat, turning my bare skin red.

And then I heard it. The opening of the door, and then it close.

I leant away from the shower's door, and turned around to look, but there was nothing there; no shadows, no sounds.

I laughed at myself. My own words had freaked me out. I was being stupid.

I washed quickly, knowing that soon I'd have to get out and it would be freezing, so I could favour the warm water.

And then the next thing happened.

I wasn't expecting it. But it happened. A shadow ran across the shower, and I stopped breathing. I turned the water to a stop, and grabbed my wand, keeping it in my mouth while I pulled my underwear on. The shadow ran across the shower again, and I couldn't handle it anymore.

I opened the shower door, my wand in my hand, ready to stun anyone who popped out and tried to murder me.

"Who's there?" I asked, my voice more sturdy than I could even think it could be.

There was a loud bang on the seat around the corner, and I gripped my wand tighter than I had before.

"Who's there?" I asked again.

He was wearing all black. Black jeans, a black shirt, and black Converse shoes. He had his wand pointed at me when he popped out and I had a moment to show all of the horror that I was feeling.

"FUCKING HELL SCORPIUS! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?"
He laughed at me. "I got bored."

"SO WHAT, YOU THOUGHT IT WOULD BE OKAY TO COME AND SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME?!" I don't know why I was still yelling.

"Did it work?" he asked me.

"YES!" I yelled, and tackled him, making him stumble back with surprise.

He laughed at me, while he fell back, and I landed on top of him.

He tucked my hair back behind my ears, but it didn't help - it just fell back around my face. His eyes traveled down my body, and I remembered that I was wearing my underwear, and I was ontop of a boy, that was not my boyfriend, and who had a girlfriend.

He frowned with confusion at me, and slowly his lips moved up towards mine, and mine moved down towards his. But then there was a stick that hit the roof, and we stopped, realising what we were doing.

I couldn't believe it. I had a boyfriend. I had the pefect boyfriend, and I was about to kiss my best friend. It would have ruined our friendship. And I needed Scorpius.

I rolled off him, laying down next to him, and looked up at the roof. I was in total depression. His lips had been just there, and I hadn't even gotten a kiss. Then I realised that I wasn't meant to be thinking about actually kissing him, I should have been thinking about what that could have done to my relationship with David.

Scorpius slowly moved beside me, so he was leaning on his side, looking down at me.

We didn't say anything. I don't think either of us knew what to say.

"I'm glad your my friend, Scorpius. I'll need you here for...all my life." I whispered.

He smiled down at me, and leant back down so he was, too, laying on his back and looking up at the roof. His hand slowly moved so his hand was covering mine.

I enclosed my hand around his, and that's how we stayed for an hour or so, just looking up at the roof. We didn't speak. We didn't kiss. We didn't do anything but hold hands.

It turned out to be the perfect start to a chilly Friday morning.