Friends
Word count: 1214
Flying: Comet: Write about a rivalry that turns into a friendship/romance
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James yawned as he walked into the kitchen, casually brushing his hair out of his face with a lazy hand. He smiled as he saw Scorpius, who was filling up the kettle with water. They were enemies for a while, fighting whenever they got the chance. However, that changed when Scorpius found James smoking in the bathroom. They had bonded over their shared love for tobacco.
"Want anything to drink?" Scorpius asked.
"Coffee, please."
"Sorry, it's all out."
"Why is there no coffee left? Coffee is a basic human right!"
Scorpius grinned, switching the kettle on. "Your brother decided to try and make a coffee last night, and by chance he just managed to knock it over the edge."
James blinked. "Was he drunk?"
Scorpius shrugged. "Dunno. All I know is that he wasn't all there. So do you want tea or not?" His light smile met his lips again as he turned James.
He decided then that Scorpius' smile was dangerous. It was far too white, and sparkly, and it made James feel flutters in his stomach.
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Rose came over later that day, bringing her broom with her. She hated flying (at least she claimed to hate flying) but the others wanted to practice, and she wanted to spend time with her friends.
Rose screwed up her nose as they made it to the Quidditch pitch. "Quidditch is not my forte. I shouldn't be doing any activity where balls fly at my face."
"Well, there goes your social life,"
James said without thinking.
Scorpius laughed, like music to his ears. It made his legs feel like jelly.
What dark magic had his friend used on him? He shouldn't be feeling this way about Scorpius! Not only was he his little brother's best mate, they were enemies for four years!
Although, now that he thought about it, he only liked the fights because of all the physical contact...
He had to squash this crush. It was the only way. He didn't even know if Scorpius was gay! He could be raising his hopes for nothing. It was better to get rid of the unwelcome feelings.
He would enjoy this game of Quidditch, and the nice view of Scorpius' butt that it gave him, and then he would move on. He would move on.
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James' group won (even though the only person he had on his side was Rose, who was good at throwing and catching a ball despite all of her worries about the ball hitting her perfectly crafted face). Rose bounced away, her arm linked around Lily's, preparing to tell his dad all about their victory.
James looked backwards, having heard footsteps, and saw Scorpius running towards him, looking red. "Hi," he puffed, out of breath.
"Are you okay?" James asked stupidly.
"Per—fect." Scorpius rolled his eyes, before breathing in deeply. "How do you think I am?"
"Just perfect." James smirked as Scorpius preened. "What did you want, though, Scorp?"
Scorpius glared at the use of the nickname, before glowing red. He opened his mouth, before closing it again, unsure what to say.
"Cat got your tongue?" James joked, but secretly he was worried. What if Scorpius actually hated him after all this time?
"Well, I just wanted to say that I thought you played very well." His words were a jumble, and he darted off before James could even think about replying.
'Weird,' he thought. 'That is out of character for Scorpius. Is he ill?'
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Albus high-giving Scorpius.
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The summer days passed quickly. Scorpius, who had no desire to go home to his dad, had stayed at theirs pretty much all of the holidays. That would have been fine with James, if it wasn't for the fact that Scorpius was a little distracting, with his good looks and gentle charm.
James tried to shake the images out of his mind, but they just got worse over time. It started off with a kiss, to something a bit more that left James tense for the whole day.
He couldn't handle the pressure anymore. He just had to ask somebody about what Scorpius really was. And he knew exactly who to ask.
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"Hey, bro," James said as he crept into Albus' room.
Scorpius was nowhere to be seen, which was brilliant.
"James? What do you want now? If it's my Gobstones set, go away, you have your own."
"I want to ask you some questions."
"About what? My di—"
"No, no, no! I do not want to hear about that." James shuddered at the thought. He hadn't seen his brother naked since their mother bathed them together when they were younger.
"What do you want them, Jamesy? I haven't got all day."
"Well, Allie, I want to know about your friend. I was thinking that I don't know much about him, despite being his friend for months."
Albus sat up, concentration on his face. "How did you two become friends?" He asked. "Scorpius never really told me."
"He caught me smoking in the bathroom, and joined in. We instantly bonded over nicotine. Is he single?"
Albus shot a look at him. "Why would you want to know that? He is single."
The Slytherin seemed to be watching for his reaction. "I'm just curious, Allie."
"Well don't be, Jamesy. Just ask him out already, idiot. It's so obvious he likes you even dad noticed."
James looked up hopefully. "He does?"
Albus rolled his eyes. "Go get some. But remember, he is my best friend. I don't want him to come crying to me because you're too small."
"Don't worry, Little Brother. Scorpius won't have that problem."
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James looked for Scorpius that day, and found him in the garden, tending to the plants that his day never bothered with anymore. They were one of the variety of gifts from Neville. "Hey," James smiled.
Scorpius stood up, wiping dirt down his trousers. "Hi," he said. "How are you?"
"I'm fine. How are you?"
"Fine."
They just stood there for a while, staring at each other awkwardly, before Scorpius smiled warmly at James. "I'm glad you're my friend," he told James.
His heart fluttered happily. "I'm glad too," he said, leaning closer to Scorpius.
"I mean, I wasn't terribly bothered about not being your friend, but it was kind of disheartening. I mean, you are my best friend's older brother, I thought that we should be close, and then all the fighting happened. It was fun, I liked it when we touched—"
Scorpius blushed, realising what he just said.
"Did you?" James' Gryffindor courage took him by surprise. "Well, you'll love this, then."
He pressed his lips to Scorpius' own pair.
Sparks seemed to fly between them. Or was that... confetti?
"About bloody time," Albus said. "I was waiting forever."
Rose was throwing the confetti from where she stood, a proud grin on her face. Lily was busy taking pictures. "Go away," James grumbled.
"See ya later," Albus called as he dragged the girls away.
Lily was laughing to herself. James flipped her off behind her back. "You can't get a moments peace in this house."
"That's part of why I love it so much." Scorpius lips parted into his dangerous smile. "Now, where were we?"
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Teamwork: (dialogue) "I shouldn't be doing any activity where balls fly at my face."/"well, there goes your social life.", (dialogue) "why is there no coffee left? Coffee is a basic human right!"
