A/N: Still no.
By Any Other Name
Adam's Needle: A Friend In Need
Scorpius looked down at Rose, torn between elation and sorrow. Rose did not share his conflicted emotions – she'd chosen sorrow and had dived head-first into its depths.
"Shh, shh," Scorpius murmured. His natural inclination was towards leaping into the air and dancing for joy, but he didn't think Rose would appreciate that very much right now.
"Why?" she whimpered, her voice muffled by Scorpius' shirt. Her face was pressed into his chest. "Why'd he leave? What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing," he said softly. "You're perfect."
"No I'm not," she said. "If I were…" she burst into sobs again, clutching Scorpius tighter.
"Yes you are," he said. "Finnegan's an idiotic git." Rose sobbed harder.
"No, wait, I'm sorry," Scorpius said, backpedalling. "I won't say his name anymore –"
"Why?" she wailed. "It was going so well!"
"There, there," Scorpius tried, patting her back awkwardly.
"You don't have to stay," Rose said, sniffling into his shirt.
"Of course I do," he said. "You're upset. What kind of a friend would I be if I left you all alone?"
Rose looked up to meet Scorpius' silver eyes with her own watery blue ones. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice think with unshed tears. As she buried her face again, Scorpius sighed. This was going to be a long night.
A/N: Reviewers are to cheese as awesome is to yummy?
