AN/ Hello! I apologize for not updating, it's been a crazy couple of weeks. I hope you enjoy some young, awkward and not to mention in love Scorpius!
Scorpius couldn't help watching Rose as she scribbled furiously onto a her piece of parchment. Her movements were truly the only thing keeping him awake as Professor Binns droned on. It was utterly endearing to him how she could stay so interested in such a dull subject.
He sighed and mentally slapped himself as her scribbling continued. There was no way that she would ever notice him. Not that he really knew how to make her, he was only 14 for Merlin's sake. But that didn't stop him from thinking of her as the best thing since Krum came out of retirement to play in the 2014 World Cup. The way the light shone off of her red curls drove him mad. Everything about her did, for that matter.
It was strange. He'd never seen her as anything more then a best friend until this year. He was his other best friend's cousin, which ultimately created a bit of an issue. He knew that the Weasleys were not a force to be reckoned with. But he couldn't help but watch her every movement. She was incredible and he only wished that she could think about him in the same way.
Class had ended and everyone around him was gathering there things. He didn't snap out of his trance until she came up next to him. He didn't even have to look to see that it was her, he could feel her presence.
"Alright there, Scorp?" She asked shoving him lightly.
He felt his neck heat up at her touch but smiled nonetheless. "Yeah, just a bit out of it," he said as he too started to gather his things. Wordlessly they walked out of the room and headed to the Great Hall.
He didn't even realize that she'd started to talk to him until she said spoke his name louder. "What?" he asked wildy looking down to his side where she was looking at him curiously.
"I asked you what was going on. You're acting odd," she said.
"Oh," he said reddening. "I think I might be a little under the weather," he said rubbing his neck in an attempt to hide what was no doubt flaming.
She was speaking again but all he could focus on was the movement of her lips and the cinnamon scent of her hair.
"You smell nice," he said before he could stop himself.
Her mouth opened but then she closed it as if she didn't know how to quite respond. What he had just said hit him like a slap in the face and he faltered.
"I'm sorry, that was weird, I-" his rambling was cut off by her grabbing his arm playfully.
"Honestly, Scorpius, I appreciate the sentiment. But you're acting as if someone slipped a ton-tongue toffee in your pumpkin juice. Are you alright?" She asked.
"Fine, I'm fine," he said much too quickly. "I guess my allergies have heightened my sense of smell," he said with a laugh doing his best to move along from the entire situation.
She shot him a funny look but giggled nonetheless. "Whatever you say, just as long as you're okay," she said shooting him a smile. They arrived at the Great Hall and she rushed over to the table to tell Albus something or other, most likely related to their previous class.
Scorpius hung back a bit to mentally beat himself up. Was there a bigger idiot on the planet than him? He didn't think so. How obvious could he be? He told her she smelled nice. Only a freak noticed a thing like someone's would probably hate him now.
"Scorpius, are you coming?" Albus called patting the seat beside him that he'd saved. Scorpius nodded and hurried over. He sat down and much to his relief they went about everything as normal. The entire ordeal was forgotten and Scorpius pushed it to the back of his mind.
While eating his corned beef sandwich a dull thought crossed Scorpius's mind. He knew that if he'd kept his feelings at bay for this long, he could easily do it for the rest of his life. He'd just have to accept the fact that Rose Weasley would never like him back, and that the smell of cinnamon would always make his stomach turn in a way that only came with being in love.