His smirk
Written for The Word Prompt Express at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)
Prompt: (159) Complex
Written for the If You Dare Challenge (REVIVED!)
Prompt: (677) Smirk
It had been a decision that confused my friends and angered some members of my family — especially my dad. I had found myself in a situation where two boys wanted me, and I had not chosen the comfortable option of loyal and safe Felix Longbottom, son of Neville and Hannah. Bewilderingly to them, I had thrown caution to the wind and picked the dangerous choice of complex and unpredictable Scorpius Malfoy, the son of my father's enemy.
"Why?" Everyone had asked when they found out.
My mother had said, "You are a hardworking, studious and sensible girl, why would you do this?"
I was pondering this as I sat in class, waiting for him to walk in. Even I had to admit that it was very out of character. Their words had dampened my spirits, and I wondered if I had made a mistake in choosing Scorpius instead of Felix.
These thoughts fly out of my head and burst into flames as I look up and see him walking towards me. Why had I picked him? Because his steel grey eyes gazed at me with such intensity, I felt that he was looking into my soul, because nothing has made me feel so wild and free as when he pushes me to breaking point during a blazing row. Only he can make me forget everything just with a simple kiss so that the only thing that matters is us.
But most of all, I love his smirk.