A/N: this was for the 'Coming out with a twist' challenge and the favorite character boot camp. Tge word was 'tell'

Scorpius Malfoy was not gay, and he was not following Louis Weasley. That's a fact. He just happened to come in the library behind him (much behind him, and very quietly), and waited for him to come out (behind a bookshelf, so he didn't see him). That wasn't following, it was doing research. Research for a nonexistent research paper in his hollow head.

"Louis, you're going to have to tell him eventually." he pressed his ear to the shelf to listen closer. It was Lily, he recognized her voice.

"No, I really don't. I have a right not to." he smiled at his voice and closed his eyes to listen better.

"Well then I will. Scorpius should know, everyone knows he's gay. It's not even questionable." Lily laughed. Not even questionable? He wasn't even gay! What did he have the right to know and what did it have to do with his non-gaydom?

"Lily, please don't. I'll never be able to face him again. He can't know I fancy him." Louis pleaded in a hoarse coughed loudly multiple times and his eyes bulged, drawing attention to him from half of the library, while he still struggled to breathe. Louis was...GAY? Perfect little Louis with girls sending him love letters? His Louis Weasley?(The one he wasn't falling for, and he hadn't been following).

"I can explain perfectly well why I was...hidi-standing... behind this...bookshelf..." He paused to think and nodded with a smile. "I was looking for a book, and you see...my hand, had a seizure...and as did my vocal chords..." Louis smiled and let out a girlish giggle, along with multiple people in the library. Scorpius's face went red and Lily winked, nodding to him. Louis shook his head and remained seated. She groaned and pulled him up.

"It's not like he hasn't heard our entire conversation, Louis. Just. Talk." she sighed with frustration and walked away from the corner of the library they were sitting in, to watch from a distance. He walked to Scorpius slowly, everyone else back to what they were doing.

"Scorpius, please...don't hate me, I just can't help it...you just...I dunno, I just really like you, and-"

"You do? Because...I think you're really handsome and cute and smart and nice and sweet..." his words came out quickly and jumbled together, much different than he had planned in his head. Louis's cheeks turned bright red and he looked at his feet.

"Well...I'm not any of those things, Scor..." The smile that had been plastered on his face, had melted into a frown, and he slid his thumbs into his jean pockets. "You are though. You're perfect. Much more perfect than me." Scorpius bit his lip to keep his mouth from gaping open, and smiling like the idiot he was. He slowly reached out to take his hand and touched his fingers lightly before taking it in his own.

"I think you're perfect, though. Why else would I go through the trouble of following you around?" Louis squeezed his hand, intertwining their fingers, and smiled up at Scorpius.

"I know you've been following me, you're terrible at being quiet." They both chuckled rather quietly and Louis looked down at their hands. "I can't believe this is actually happening." Scorpius grinned and pulled him into a hug.

"Im still adjusting as well. And am I really that terrible?"

"If you were good at sneaking around, this wouldn't be happening." he smiled and squeezed his hand again, pulling out of the hug. "What will people think?" he bit his lip and Scorpius laughed.

"Who cares?" Louis smiled and hugged him again, nuzzling his forehead in the crevice of his neck. He wrapped his arms around his torso and held him closely, smiling with content.