fabulis iris
a/n - a collection of seven drabbles, one colour of the rainbow each.
prompt - cozy; green.
Rose Weasley takes her father's hand and walks down the aisle. She has a radiant, beautiful smile on her face.
Frank Longbottom's heart falters.
He takes in every single detail of the gorgeous woman before him - the dimple on her left cheek, the exact shade of green of her dress, the lone red curl falling down her face, the cozy, warm glow of her cheeks, how her hair is just almost touching her waist - it almost pains him.
This is so cliche, he thinks.
It'd be more cliche if the groom were me, though, another part of him says. Then he feels like kicking himself. There will be no more wishing, no more hoping, he tells himself sternly. Rose is Scorpius Malfoy's. And she doesn't even know how I feel. She thinks we're just friends. Less than friends, really, just people who went to school together once upon a time.
His heart shatters for what feels like the millionth time as Rose takes her place beside Scorpius. They contrast each other so much. Scorpius with a sullen half-smile on his dark face while Rose looks like she is shining.
No more wishing, no more hoping.
When he leaves the ceremony, it feels like he's left a part of himself in the church.
a/n - alksdfg so this was originally james/rose cousincest but me being the idiot i am, missed the rule in one of the challenges i submitted this for that said 'no incest or cousincest'. in capitals. -headdesk-