Best Friend Problems

Chapter One

Present day

I'll let you know how our friendship started. To be true, I just started noticing him by the end of our 4th year. He was always with my cousin, Albus. They became good friends, and since Al and I spent most of our time together, he was there. Always there. During Christmas vacations, and even during the Easter holidays. It was in the middle of Christmas holiday last year that I asked him if he ever spent vacations with his family. He didn't answer me right away, but instead he laughed. I punched him on his shoulder and asked what was funny, as if we've known each other for so long. He told me that his parents were almost never home, so he got to spend the holidays with the Potters. And that's it. We spent the whole day and Christmas vacation after that.

When we got back to Hogwarts, we started hanging out. Studying together, practicing Quidditch and all those stuffs. I remember him liking Shannon Archibald then. Shannon knew, and she was very sweet about it, even telling him that she wasn't ready for a commitment. So he didn't court her, but that doesn't mean he stopped liking her. She was the apple of his eye for about three months, until he decided to give up. Up until now, he still hasn't courted anyone. But now he's telling me, at the library, that he likes a very close friend of mine, Juliette Margaux. She's a quarter Veela, by the way. Oh and I was shocked. Very.

Because you see, they once got together for nine months, until an unknown reason broke them up. Anyway, their relationship started in the middle of third year, and I don't think any of them were serious then.

But I guess he is now.

Three fucking years later.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"I like her, Rosie." he told me, dead serious. "And I'm planning to court her."

"That's... That's cool!" I told him half-heartedly.

"No. You don't like it, don't you?"

"What? No! Of course I do!" I whispered. "I mean, two of my closest friends are about to get together!" I turned back my attention to the Potions essay that I was finishing.

"Yeah right. I know you. You don't like the idea." he leaned back against his chair and started doodling random stuffs on a piece of parchment.

I snatched the parchment away from him, rolled it, and threw it to the nearest fireplace. "Scorp. You could only care less about what I think about you courting Juliette. I'm not your mother." I said to him slowly. He was silent for a moment, and murmured something I didn't catch.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"No, Scorp. You said something. What was it?"

"It's nothing, Rosie."

"Scorpius."

"Rose."

"Scorp."

"Rosie."

I stood up and quickly ruffled his hair. He sat a chair from my side and reacted almost instantly at what I did. He grabbed the hand that I used to ruffle his hair and started to tickle me.

"Scorpius! Sto-" I shouted. I know that at my shout, he'd realize that madam Malcolm, the youngest librarian Hogwarts has ever seen, would come by to our place and tell us to get out of the library. So he clamped his free hand on my mouth and forced me to sit on his lap. He casted a disillusionment charm on us, just before madam Malcolm rounded at the corner of our place in the library. Madam Malcolm surveyed the place with piercing eyes. She looked at our invisible figures for quite a moment, before walking away.

I took off Scorpius hands on my mouth and the one around my waist to protect me from our predicament a while ago and stood up. I went to sit on my former chair. I took a good look at him before the both of us started to laugh silently.

"You'll have to pay for what you did, Scorp." I warned him.

"What'd I do?" he asked innocently. I grabbed my things and put them inside my battered, but vintage satchel. I levitated the stack of books that I borrowed, and let it float behind me as I walked, while Scorpius followed suit.

"You almost made me lose my access here." I hissed at him.

"Hey, you ruffled my hair. It was only instinct that I do that." Scorpius replied as he touched the tip of my pointed nose. I leaned back and crinkled my nose.

"So now it's my fault?" I asked incredulously, as I sent back the books I levitated on the shelves.

"Yep." Scorpius replied as he leaned back against the bookshelf, casually checking his nails for dirt as if it's the most natural thing to do.

I could only scoff in reply and went to return more books. I was surprised with Scorpius' cofession about Juliette. It was very... Uncanny. He expressed no interest in her in the past month, and yet he just annouced the thought of courting the girl.

"Seriously though, Scorp," I started. "You've shown no interest in Juliette anymore since your break up three years ago and yet you're telling me you like her, three years later?" I crossed my arms and sat at a nearby chair.

"Well, I'm going to put it like this. My feelings for her didn't go away completely. It was there, but it got buried in the process. That's why I was able to go out with other girls-"

"Yeah. Like my best friend, Ann." I cut him off, but Scorpius only glared at me.

"-But now my feelings for her are back so. That's it." He smirked.

"Way to explain it like a treasure buried several feet down the earth." I rolled her eyes.

"Oh but it is," I raised an eyebrow at him in confusion. "A treasure, I mean." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him again.

"You know eventually you'll get dizzy with all your eye-rolling thing, right?" he commented.

"...Right." I replied slowly. "Come on. I'm hungry. It's almost lunch time. Let's head for the Great Hall." I tugged at Scorpius' hand and started to walk. When we passed by madam Malcolm, Scorpius gave a hearty 'thanks' to her and all that I could do was stiffle a laugh.

Scorpius and I were lucky enough to be in the same classes together. We also have the same free periods which made it a lot better. I was sorted to Gryffindor, and Scorpius to Slytherin, but despite the house rivalry, we still sit together during every meal of the day. Except of course when my boyfriend, Andrè, sits with me. Like right now.

When we arrived at the Great Hall, students from different houses were already piling in their respective tables. I turned to Scorpius and asked, "Where to? Gryffindor, or Slytherin?"

"Slytherin," he answered. I nodded and we started in the direction of the Slytherin table when a hand gripped mine. I turned to look at the one who gripped my hand and saw Andrè. I gave him a big smile.

"Hi there." I greeted him. He bent down to kiss me on my lips, but I averted my head to the side at the last minute so he only managed to kiss my cheek. I looked at him innocently after.

"Mind if we sit together?" he asked me. Andrè was sorted to Ravenclaw, and is a year older than I am. He's at his last year now, and as of the current moment, I could only care less.

"I'll ask Scorpius first, m'kay?" he nodded glumly.

I spotted Scorpius at the Slytherin table now. I walked towards him.

"Hey." I started.

"Hey. Are you gonna sit down or what?" he asked me.

"Well, no actually. Andrè invited me to eat with him at the last minute so." I slowly replied.

"Oh." Scorpius' face momentarily fell. "It's alright. But be sure to tell Andrè that you're sitting with me at dinner, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him for a brief moment. I saw Albus, my cousin and the boyfriend of my other best friend, Ann, give me a knowing look. Oh and he too was sorted to Slytherin. I shrugged at him.

"Bye Scorp."

"Later, Rosie."

I skipped back to where Andrè was previously. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"It looks like I'm not eating with you for dinner later." I told him.

"And why is that?" he asked.

"Well, Scorpius and I were supposed to eat lunch together today, but you asked if I could eat with you instead. So I asked him if It's alright and he said yes but he told me to tell you that I'm eating with him for dinner later." I rambled.

Andrè surprised me by laughing instead. I actually thought he was going to be mad, you know, since the action of Scorpius was rather possessive. But nevertheless, he wasn't. He snaked his arm around my waist and led me to the Ravenclaw table. "I'm fine with that. As long as he doesn't steal you from me." Now what does he mean by that?

He kissed my temple and I knew I was supposed to feel something. Like butterflies in my stomach. Or at least achieve clammy hands. Or goosebumps just from his touch. But no. There's none of that. And I am starting to seriously get bothered by it.

We sat down the Ravenclaw table and noticed a few of my many cousins sitted already. James, Dominique, Louis, Molly, Lily, and Fred were all sorted to Gryffindor. Roxanne, Lucy, and Albus to Slytherin, and Hugo and Louis to Ravenclaw. The younger ones were always huddled in the Ravenclaw table, and they talk in hushed tones. My cousins who are not currently at the Ravenclaw table are Dominique, James, Albus, Fred, Roxanne, and Louis. Dominique, Fred, and Albus are all in the same year as I am, and Roxanne, Louis, and James are in their last year at Hogwarts.

When Andrè and I sat down, my cousins immediately stopped talking in hushed tones. They raised their voices to its normal range and they acted as if nothing out of the normal happened. I knew something was going on, so I made a mental note to ask them about it later.

"Hey guys. What's up?" I asked them.

"Nothing." My brother replied. I raised an eyebrow at him, letting him know that I know something's up with them and that I will interrogate them about it later.

"Okay then." I faced Andrè and saw him filling his plate with a steak. "So. How was your day?"

Lunch passed by in a blur, as well as the other classes. It's the last period for the day, which is Muggle Studies, and my head is currently on Scorpius' shoulder. We were watching the 2005 movie version of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice.

Now I know you'd ask why Scorpius was taking Muggle Studies, given that he is a pureblood. Well, Scorpius could only give a shit the blood rivalry. His dad was over it, and so was his mom. He doesn't care about who's a pureblood and a muggleborn. His father, Draco Malfoy, was brought up the wrong way, believing that Muggles and Muggleborns were vile creatures. He didn't let his son believe in what he believed in as a child. So Scorpius grew up being fascinated by Muggles. And fascinated he is.

Scorpius leaned down and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"You should be. This is boring." I smacked him on his stomach.

"Are you kidding me? This is one of my favorite novels and one of my favorite movie adaptations. Of course this is not boring for me." I said with a scoff.

"Rosieee," He whined. "It's not boring for you, but it is for me."

I leaned away and faced him. "There are good parts that's gonna come. How can you not like this anyway?" I gestured towards the projected film. "This is a sort of comedy."

"I know that. And I've also read the book already. It's just that, ugh. I've watched this a million times already." I stared at him in disbelief. He has watched Pride and Prejudice? And most importanly read it? Wow.

"Just shut up, Scorpius. We're nearing the good part already" I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back on my chair. The good part that I was telling him was the part where Mr. Darcy's gonna confess his love for Elizabeth.

"I love you. Most ardently." Scorpius whispered in my ear the same time as Mr. Darcy told Elizabeth this.

I turned to look at him, the famous Weasley blush sure making its way on my cheeks. I gave him a confused look, but he just stared at me and after a while gave a shrug.

I looked back at the screen only to find it white. I hadn't noticed that Professor Ross has already turned it off. "It's almost the end of class. We'll just continue watching the movie on our next meeting. Now for your assignment, pair up with your seatmate and research a dialogue from the movie. You will have a 5-minute play on our meeting after the next one. Goodbye students. You are dismissed."

I wasn't really paying attention to what Professor Hardwicke was saying. I was still thinking about what Scorpius had said. Sure he probably just recited it along with Mr. Darcy, but when he looked at me after that, there was something there. I don't know if he meant what he said.

I don't know anything about his feelings, my feelings, and now he's left me more confused than I already was.

I couldn't resist posting this one up. I said 5 reviews before posting this, but to no avail. :( So could anyone please review? This chapter is cut, because if I didn't it'd be too long. The next scene is on the next chapter, which is already done. Reviews please so that I'll post it up already. Thank you!