Scorp
Hogwarts is my home.
I have amazing friends.
These are the things I know for certain.
I watched Rose out of the corner of my eye.
I watched her laughing triumphantly.
I watched her short hair ruffle in the breeze.
I watched her feathery eye-lashes brush against cheeks.
I watched her eyes sparkle with happiness.
I don't know when I started to watch Rose Weasley, just like I don't know when I started to think of Al as a brother to me.
Its funny how things turn out, I knew that when we first met she immediately distrusted me, I remember when I first became friends with Albus and she used to eye me warily.
Then one day I finally made contact with her in the form of a scribbled note:
'Hey Red,'
I remember her shooting me a look of disgust,
'Don't call me Red. And what do you want anyway, Malfoy?'
That was what threw me. I had no idea why I wanted, why I needed, to talk to her.
'A chat?'
'Do you know what Malfoy? Nothing you can do will annoy me anymore.'
I smirked,
'I feel I've been issued a challenge...'
'You're a git Malfoy.'
And just to confuse she sent another note,
'Why does Albus even hang around with you?'
I grinned and sent one back,
'My wit and charm? My charismatic good looks? My dry, sarcastic sense of humor? Take your pick...'
She rolled her eyes and another note landed on my desk,
'Yeah, you were right about the sarcastic bit...'
I stifled a laugh,
'Are you implying I'm not Witty, charming, good looking etc?'
'Take a wild guess, prat. '
Rose
'Aliiice!'
'I'm trying to stop it!'
Alice Longbottom was desperately prodding the small dark cloud, that was levitating above our desk, with her wand. I quickly scooped all of our books away from the steady drip-drop of the tiny black cloud.
A scrap of parchment floated lazily towards our desk, I caught it in my hand and grinned - a note from Scorp!
'Hellooooo, over there! What's the weather like in your neck of the woods?'
'Are you kidding, me?'
Scorp shot me a confused look.
'It's raining - literally. Did you not notice?'
'Oh. So it is!'
I looked round at Scorp who was sitting next to Tom, they both winked at me and I rolled my eyes. Another note landed on my desk:
'Before you ask; we both had something in our eyes. Probably snowflakes.'
I sent one back:
'Snowflakes?'
'Yeah I know you were distracted by our good looks but we managed to get it snow. HA! WE WIN!'
'Excuse me while I go talk to my rain cloud...'
