DISCLAIMER: I don't own Rose or Scorpius. I do however own Danny Parker and Lucas Nott.
The Extra Ones.
Blurb …
It may have taken Rose and Scorpius ages to get it right, but there are unfinished stories to tend to … :Scorpius/Rose companion piece to 'Getting it Right' you do need to have read that first postDH NextGen:
Note: This moment takes place just after the events of "The Weird One" in November. Rose and Scorpius have agreed to go to the Ball together, and have just kissed for the first time for Twelfth Night. This is also in ScorpiusPOV.
CHAPTER FOUR: Note to Self: Shut up.
There are points in life when you really should just shut up.
I happen to have a bad case of never knowing when to stop talking. When a conversation ends I always seem to end up taking it one step further, creating a lot more awkward silences than really necessary. My Mother always said I would grow out of it some day …
It hasn't happened so far. If only my brain had an off switch and there was some spell that would make my mouth automatically close when I was about to say something stupid.
A guy can dream.
"You can't be serious …" Danny was saying incredulously. He, Lucas and I had somehow found time to relax in our own Slytherin Common Room. The brutal winds of November had forced us inside from our mini-Quidditch game, as Lucas (who was the smallest of all three of us) kept getting blown off course. We had trooped inside when eventually he'd been completely blown smack into a tree full of owls, causing them to hoot with fright and nearly take his eyes out with their flapping.
I had suggested doing our homework, because Merlin knows we had enough already. However unsurprisingly, my best friends seemed to consider it important to forget revision and to focus on the necessary.
This was apparently the anatomy of every female within a 50 mile radius.
"Hell yeah I'm serious," Lucas answered Danny, leaning sideways to catch another glance at our classmate, Nancy Carter. "With an arse like that, who cares about her nose?"
"Normally I'd agree, but that nose is the size of England, mate," Danny said. "Right, Scorpius?"
"Erm …" While I definitely agreed that while a nice person, Nancy's nose was indeed the size of all of Europe combined, I tried not to insult every single girl I knew. Unfortunately sometimes it was incredibly hard. "All right, while her nose is rather unfortunate-looking, I think her hair is kind of nice."
Danny snorted. "That shade of brown makes it look like someone's thrown up on her head. She really needs to invest in some colour-change spells."
Lucas laughed while I rolled my eyes. It was an unfortunate habit I'd picked up off Weasley. "I agree about the hair," Lucas said. "Though I wouldn't exactly put it like that. You're too blunt, Dan. The main question is: would you snog her?"
"Hell no." Danny answered.
"Er, no." I said.
"Well I say yes," Lucas said. "But only because she's got a great arse."
"I see your priorities are in order." I said sarcastically. I was getting better at sarcasm, actually - Weasley didn't know it, but she was a good teacher. Though of course I'd never tell her that.
Lucas ignored this and went onto the next person. "Georgia Howe." He said, pointed to a pretty blond girl in the corner of the common room with her friends.
"Snog her." Danny answered automatically.
"Really?" I asked. "You do know that she got detention last week after Professor Cushing caught her and David Pickany practically shagging in her office?"
"So? She's up for anything, why say no to that?"
"You guys are killing me, seriously." I muttered. I loved my mates, really - they just really needed to learn how to be a gentleman.
"I go with Scorpius, the girl's a slag," Lucas agreed. "I wouldn't snog her."
"I wouldn't."
"Pathetic, both of you," Danny said, grinning as he shoved us both on the arm. "Here's one - Rebecca Davey."
"Snog her."
"I'd shag her."
"You two are idiots, y'know that, right?" I said irritably. Rebecca Davey, while easily one of the most good-looking girls in the entire castle, had the brain the size of a peanut.
"Would you ever snog anyone, Scorpius?" Lucas said in answer, rolling his eyes.
"Nah mate, there's only one - Lucy Harley!" Danny said, slapping Lucas a high-five.
I couldn't help but groan. "Are you ever going to let that go?" I asked into my hands. So we went out once - that was during Forth Year. I was fourteen, I didn't know anything! I had thought Harley was right for me, I had honestly thought I fancied her - until I realised that the only reason I was going out with her was to piss off Weasley. I made the mistake of telling Danny and Lucas that while she was pretty good-looking, I didn't fancy Lucy at all.
They didn't seem to understand the latter part.
"No way, my friend," Lucas said, not bothering to cover his laughs. "I have to admit, I'd snog her as well. Her hair's quite attractive."
Danny snorted as all three of us looked over to where Lucy chatted with Nancy and Tessa Bletchley. Her hair was long and black, just as it always had been.
"Her hair could be wavier," Danny said. "But I'd snog her."
"You might be surprised, but I wouldn't actually snog Lucy." I told them, irritably.
"Why?" Danny snorted. Oh, no reason, I just happen to be madly in love with-
"She fancies the pants off you, surely you know that?" Lucas added. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not going to bother explain," I said. "Next."
"Scorpi-"
"I said next."
"Fine then," Lucas said, scowling before suddenly smirking. "I know - Rose Weasley."
Oh, crap.
I had hoped against hope that her name wouldn't come up. Sometimes it didn't seem it, but I actually happened to be an extremely crap liar. My face would turn red and Danny and Lucas would of course know what the truth was.
Ever since Third Year, I had known subconsciously that I was in love with Rose Weasley. Of course I was. I could even remember the point in time when I had fallen in love - just after I had kissed her for the first time. My first kiss ever. I hadn't figured it out at first, though - in fact I hadn't figured it out until just a week ago when we had to kiss again for the first time in over a year for Twelfth Night. I was going to the Ball with her and I was in love with her.
Who the hell would believe that? Who the hell falls in love when they're thirteen, anyway?
"There's no way in hell I'd snog her," Danny said firmly. "Too much hair and too much Weasley."
Lucas sniggered. "She looks like she's been electrocuted a few times," he said. "As charming I'm sure she is, I'm going to have to go with no I wouldn't snog her."
They both looked pointedly at me, obviously expecting an agreement.
Well, crap.
"Now Weasley's a different case." I muttered. There was no point in lying - they would know I was.
"What d'you mean?" Lucas asked. "It's Weasley - you can't get more straightforward than that."
"Trust me, she is anything but straightforward," I mumbled. "I'd snog her."
"Pardon?" Danny asked.
"I'd snog her." I repeated. I didn't say it any louder, though.
"Mate …" Lucas sounded almost patronising. "… Why?"
"Because, she's …" I dunno, I generally tried to avoid the whole 'telling people how I actually feel about Weasley' scenario. And while my friends were, to be quite honest, completely crap when it comes to girls and emotions - I figured I might as well tell them. I'm screwed anyway. "… She's just Weasley. And I think … you'll think I'm crazy, but I think I love her."
My friends didn't look shocked. They didn't even yell.
They both burst out into hysterical laughter.
"Oh Merlin, that's overkill mate," Danny said, leaning against Lucas so as not to fall over from laughing too hard. "You're kidding!"
"Wouldn't that be a sight to see?" Lucas agreed, still sniggering. "Right, even if you were being serious, Scorpius - you're only fifteen! No one falls in bloody love when they're fifteen!"
I didn't mention that I had actually been thirteen …
"You two are real supportive, y'know that right?" I asked, scowling at them both.
"I'm sorry, mate," Danny said, wiping his eyes. "But you have to admit, that's a good one."
I just nodded and agreed. Note to self: Never mention Weasley, love or anything else to do with her in front of Lucas and Danny again. I was just screwed. I was seriously screwed.
I really need to remember to quit while I'm ahead.
Or even better, to just never talk again.
It'd sure make life a hell of a lot easier.
A/N: So i'm sick. I feel nauseous, my throat hurts and basically, i feel like crap. And before anyone asks, no i don't have the bloody Swine Flu. Thank our love for Rose/Scorpius and GIR World that i had written this previous to my barely being able to sit up. I really liked this chapter, you get to see the real Gentlemanly side of Scorpius, rather than the (still awesome) cocky and confident Scorpius Rosie sees.
As everything in GIR World was in RPOV (minus the Scorpius One and the Intoxicated One) we didn't get to see much Scorpius acting his usual self. I figred what's a normal situation for guys? Rating girl's was the first thing i thought of (fortunately or unfortunately, depending how you look at it) so i placed an awkward Scorpius in this scene, and this was the result. I really like it, and i hope you all liked it too!
Your reviews are amazing as per usual. They are all apreciated, so thank you every single one of you!
Until next time-
-A Still Slightly Nauseous Moon. : D