This is a one-shot taken from the prompt given to me by "Don't Worry About It."
"One day Rose and Scorp are studying in the library and Scorp steals Rose's quill. What will she do to get it back? And they're best friends."
Enjoy the story!
It was a quiet evening, and anyone willing to venture into the usually deserted library (because with the wonderful weather no one had been in there lately) would see two people who looked like they were studying very, very hard.
In reality they weren't doing much of anything; just sitting there and staring at their books, the words on the pages never really reaching their eyes. This was happening because they had a quidditch match in the morning, and they were both quite distracted.
Suddenly Scorpius had an idea. He told himself that he was only doing it to distract his best friend from her worries, not at all because she looked extremely cute when she was ruffled and annoyed. No, this was for her and not for his enjoyment at all.
As she began to write something down in her notebook, he snatched the quill right out of her hand.
"Scorpius! Give that back right now!" She stood up and glared at him.
"Oh but Rosie, your quill is just fascinating. I think I will need to keep it," he said. Standing up to match her, he held the quill in question high above her head, wiggling it tauntingly and raising his eyebrows.
"Don't you even dare smirk at me Scorpius Malfoy. I simply won't have it. Now give me back my quill or prepare to face my wrath." She scowled up at him, a very convincing frown etched into her beautiful mouth. Scorpius thought very seriously about giving it back, just to get that awful grimace off of her face, but then remembered that it was his job never to let her win at anything, and also that this could be really fun if he played it out just a bit longer.
"Oh! Both names? Rose Weasley that hurts me to my very core. Now what is this "wrath" you speak of? I'm very interested in seeing it." He smirked down at her, the quill still held between his fingers, several inches from where she could reach. He backed away, waving the quill in the air.
"Oh, come on Scorp, just give it back." Her shoulders slumped and she sighed, reaching out her hand. She held it palm up, waiting for him to return the stolen quill. He couldn't just comply like that! No, he had to get her to at least try to get her quill back.
"Come and get it," he said. He then turned around, shoving the quill in his pocket and striding towards the back of the library. "because I'm not just going to give it back, Rose."
She practically ran after him. Nearing him, she stretched her hand out towards his pocket to grab the ever-elusive quill, but he was faster. Whipping around, he caught her wrist. She gasped; their combined momentum was too great- she couldn't keep herself upright as he yanked on her arm, and she toppled right into him, sending them both to the dusty ground.
"Ooof!" they said in unison. She looked down at him, her cool crystal eyes boring into his own grey orbs, and her warm, minty breath fanning across his face. He gazed up at her. Quite surprised at his actions, he took advantage of their position and closed the small gap between them, brushing his lips against hers.
Scorpius pulled back, stunned. He had not been planning on doing that. He was just about to start explaining it away when Rose surprised him even more, and bent down to kiss him back.
Her lips were the softest thing he had ever felt. His brain melted and he was pretty sure he would not be able to function properly if she kept doing this. That didn't mean he wanted her to stop. Finally she pulled back, gasping. They both caught their breath and then he spoke, his voice cracking.
"Does this mean I'm out of the friend zone?"
She giggled. "Most definitely." And she bent to kiss him once more.