a/n: and now, the first one-shot in this series!
chapter one of twisted like vines:
and he's the king
LilyScorpius
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a little heartache goes a long way
guess this is what love is all about
( saving abel )
It begins quick and unnoticeable- a simple thing, really.
And then it exploded into a big, huge, aimless mess of heartbreak.
She's always sort of had an eye for him, even if she'd never admit it. Her eye wanders to just precisely where he's standing. (He's there again, coming into her life without her permission.)
She hates it.
(But its as if she is the peasant, and him the king, always obeying what the king wishes and watching, admiring, idolizing him.)
And then, just like that, she's purposely looking for him in crowds, because...well, she can't really say why. She just does. (It's a habit, she supposes. A bad one, a very bad one at that.)
They see each other in the common rooms, both being Slytherin's and all that, but they never actually talk, and she comes to the conclusion that this...thing (Yeah, yeah, she knows- she's tired of using that word, too.) this thing, it must just be lust or infatuation or even a simple school-girl crush on him because it certainly cannot be love. (Right? Right. It can't be love...it just...it just can't be.)
She repeats that sentence ('It's just a crush, Lily, just a crush. Get over him.') in her thoughts everyday, every single hour that she's with him- and she gets to the point where she almost believes herself.
(Keyword in there? Almost. Because the one person who cannot completely and utterly believe everything that comes out of her skilled mouth-of-lying is Lily.)
He's just another boy dressed in silver and green that doesn't make her feel insane, that he doesn't have her mind go into a chaotic mess every time she sees him.
(Right? No? Well, he should be.)
And so, she pretends, giving herself away once again to the clever mask that she's fabricated for herself.
She always knew Rose had a thing for him.
Well, everyone did, but that was beside the point.
She actually knew before everyone else actually knew- as in that it was completely, one-hundred percent true. How, you may ask. Simple: she caught them.
She found Rose and Scorpius snogging in an empty corridor after she convinced her friends that she needed to study when all she really wanted to do was think about him. (Funny how things turn out, isn't it?) When she came across them, Rose was the first one to notice her. Her eyes bulged, still kissing Scorpius, as she saw her cousin standing a few feet away from them. But before she could do anything, Lily started to run down back from where she came from, trying to defeat the sobs that so desperately want to come out of her.
"Lily!" She heard Rose say from the hallway, obviously trying to catch up to her. "Lily wait! Please stop!"
She didn't stop. She just kept on running, running, running.
(And from then on, it was really all she seemed to be doing.)
She manages to avoid Scorpius and Rose for two weeks, which is quite a feat considering that she and Scorpius are in the same house and Rose had the whole Potter-Weasley clan searching for her. (Even though they have no idea what Rose wants her for, but their family and would do anything for each other.)
And she was sure that if she didn't have her father's map, she wouldn't have been able to avoid them at all.
But then, she falters one tiny step, and they catch her.
"Lily," Rose says as she grabs Lily and pulls her into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Lily puts up a fight, but even she can't hold off two seventh years. (Nah, she could- she's just a little tired of fighting everything around her.)
"Damn!" Lily says to them. "Merlin Rose, ever thought of becoming a security officer? 'Cause your sure stronger than I remember."
"Lily," she says again, clearly annoyed. Scorpius is leaning against the sink, his arms crossed against his chest and his ankles crossed at the bottom, looking like he frankly doesn't care about this. Rose crosses over to him and pulls him over to her.
"You know Scorpius-"
"Did you tell anyone?" He asks bluntly before Rose can say anything else. Rose shoots an annoyed look at him, but either he doesn't catch it or ignores it.
"No," she says, because as much as she wanted to, she just can't lie to those greygrey eyes. (And she knows, because she's tried before but failed miserably.) "Would you honestly think I'd tell anyone? Really, Rose, I thought you knew me better than that. You two go and be happy and all that shit, it's none of my business."
She tries to convince herself that she doesn't care (Once again.) and excuses herself before they can say anything else to her.
(She ignores the feeling of emptiness in her stomach as she walks away.)
Five years later, and she's standing as Rose's maid of honour at her and Scorpius' wedding.
She's put on that mask again that she's created ever so skillfully, all smiles and laughs and dancing.
But its on the inside that really counts, as everyone says.
And on the inside, she's feeling empty and broken and torn apart.
(And she wonders if it'll ever stop.)
a/n: Ah, it's crap. Oh well.
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