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Good Mood Impulses
"I take it you didn't see anything for Maya in there?" Rose asked Louis as herself and James joined him right outside the shop. Louis wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
"Nah, I gave her a necklace for her birthday, more jewelry will only make it seem like I don't care enough to think of something else." Louis shrugged. For a guy who had never had a girlfriend, only a bunch of girls pinning after him -he had Veela blood, so everyone saw it coming miles away-, Louis was not doing bad at all.
"Well, then what else do you have in mind for her?" It was James who asked, but Rose had her tongue ready to do the same. She needed more ideas. Fast.
"Well, if her dad hadn't grown up in the muggle world, and, of course, educated his children in it as well, I'd get her something high tech, like a laptop or something, but she already knows about it and so it's not fun..." Their grandfather having a huge obsession with muggle objects, and her mother and uncle having grown up in the muggle world had it's perks, such as living in it and keeping up to date with all the technology, which then resulted in Christmas and birthday presents being mainly gadgets and rubber ducks.
"Well, she might not be fascinated by it, but muggles live surrounded with them and it's still what they get each other." James spoke, too wisely for his own good. Both his cousins turned their heads to him quickly, gaping.
"James, you don't say stuff like that." Rose raised an eyebrow at him.
"Like, ever." Louis completed. Their older cousin shrugged dryly.
"Well, I'm speaking for myself. I live there and I will still freak if someone gets me the new PlayStation." He held the little bag close to his heart, Rose noticed with a smile. That was James, whenever he fell, he fell hard. And that is why he never did fall, just tripped on a small stone.
Translation: He slept around. Which was why Rose and Louis were so surprised he was trying really hard. Well, he didn't really sleep around, girls just liked to say they'd done it with the son of Harry Potter and he let them. Not that he was innocent, because he had had his fair amount of experiences, but it wasn't much like him to kiss and tell. Nevertheless, trying was progress!
"Well, she already has a phone and a laptop, and I don't think a PlayStation is a very romantic gesture, so..." And just as Louis was shrugging, Rose's eyes widened, her mouth formed a huge grin and a shriek escaped her lips. A hand flew up to the blond's arm and an 'Ow!' was heard soon after. Rose was so excited. She had had the perfect idea.
"What is it Rose?" Louis asked her, an urgent tone to his voice.
"Okay, so you know how grandma loves talking about her times at Hogwarts and tell all those boring stories? Well," She continued when they both nodded. "I happen to have heard just the right one. Music was booming back then, everyone knew who The Beatles were, even at Hogwarts, Rock was developing quickly and-"
"Oh, I see where you're going with this!" James grinned too, giving her an approving nod.
"Wait, what?! You heard this story too? You never head anything anyone tells you!" Rose countered, forgetting what she was talking about for a second.
"Rose!" And she was reminded the next one, as Louis' voice ran through her brain.
"Oh, right- sorry. The present." She nodded once. "Mix tapes. Every girl was given one, it was like, the most romantic thing of the time. You should make her one. Not on a tape, obviously, but maybe get her an iPod or something, don't be lame and just give her the CD or whatever."
And that was it. Louis was sold on the CD. Right then and there, though, he started freaking out about which songs to choose, but James, who was being weirdly helpful, put his hands on his cousin's shoulders and looked him in the eye.
"There isn't really a bad choice, anything you put there is good. Get her your favorites, the songs you listen to every day, the ones you save for a rainy one and the ones you have one person dance parties to. Make her see the world the way you do." If James was, for once, being helpful and somewhat romantic, Rose felt like the Queen of Good Ideas as something jumped in her chest.
Make her see the world the way you do. She replayed James' words on her mind. That was a perfect idea. She hugged herself, glee shinning out of her every pore. Oh yes, she'd just thought of the present that would possibly out weight Scorpius'. Possibly. Since she had no idea what it was. She'd get it when Victoire took her out shopping. Her inner muse couldn't stop dancing inside her brain.
The talk about which songs to choose was long. It lasted all the way to the Three Broomsticks, where Rose was meeting with Thomas, because yes, it was indeed very difficult to narrow it down to only two One Direction songs seeing as Backstreet boys was already featuring boy bands in the mix-tape, and longer, but without Rose's good judgement to help, since she'd gone off to find Thomas in the sea of heads that was that place.
"Do you know where she is right now?" Rose asked as soon as she spotted his freckled face, no hellos for him. Why was she doing that again?
"Honey Dukes." He nodded once, not bothering to greet her either.
"Okay, come on then." She sighed and turned to lead the way. Thomas knew her pretty well, all the guys did, she'd gotten along with them straight away, so he knew she was there as a big favor, and not happy to be at all, so he didn't push her. "Actually. Wait here. I'll be right back." She spoke over her shoulder, not bothering to check if he'd fallen behind as the Weasley girl hurried out, turning right as soon as she was out the door, following the blur of blond she'd seen walking by the window.
"Hey, Malfoy!" Rose called after the boy, who stopped and turned back with a grin on his face.
"Weasley." He greeted as she strode towards him. "I thought you were too busy to fit me in your schedule this fine day?" Chuckled Scorpius, who received a shrug in response.
"I was, but then I saw you walk by the window, and the urge was stronger than me."
"The urge? To do wh-" And lips were on lips. Her hands were on his collar pulling him down to her, her body against his, pressing him against the wall. Rose stood on her toes and she still had to pull him down towards her. Scorpius was surprised by that, she could feel it in his body, and that made her smile grow into the kiss, it wasn't often that the roles inverted and she got to surprise him. It didn't take the Malfoy boy too long to regain his composure, though, and his hands soon found their way to her waist, holding her close to him. Rose's teeth softly closed around his bottom lip and she tugged gently at it, then moving to capture his lips once more.
Despite being the motivator of the display, Rose had to fight really hard against herself to not get lost in him. His touch, his lips, his smell. Scorpius always smelled different when at Hogsmeade. Added to his usual scent, there was the faint trace of cigarettes, that usually only added to the mystery of him, as described by most girls, including the Carrow twins, but the way Rose saw it was much less benevolent. Well, at least the way she saw it consciously: like a bad habit that she'd insisted he should drop so many times. Unconsciously though, it brought images to her mind that she was not comfortable having and with them, came the feelings, all she felt for him, that was usually hidden away, tucked up into a locked draw of her brain, it poured out and overwhelmed her. And despite not wanting to, she knew she had to stop that, before she broke the promise she had made to herself. Just friends. Scorpius is my friend. My best friend. She reminded herself, pulling back from him so her heels were touching the floor.
That thought wrecked her inside, she suddenly felt really sad, but Rose knew Scorpius would see right through her, and that couldn't happen. So she reminded herself of what had gotten her in that mood, and a grin showed in her face once more.
"Someone's in a very good mood." The blond smirked down at her, his hands still holding her close. Rose nodded nonchalantly and squeezed his cheeks together.
"I just thought of the most perfect Christmas present that I'm sure will be just as good as yours." She tried to say it as casually as possible, but the last part came out way too squeaky for that.
"Oh, really?"
"Mhmmhmmm." She nodded again, running her fingers up and down his jaw line, so that they barely touched his skin.
"Well, I just picked your present up, and I think the standards are pretty high." His voice sounded confident, but the smirk was almost non existent at that point.
"I thought you had had my present for weeks?" She cocked her head, dropping her hands, but Scorpius didn't seem to notice, he just nodded once.
"Yeah, I've had the first part of it for a while, but that was just sort of a concept. This is the real deal." He bit his lip and Rose forced herself to look away. "I've already given away too much." He wasn't looking at her anymore either, his eyes scanning the ends of the dark street they found themselves in. When she didn't say anything after a few seconds, Scorpius spoke again. "Someone could have seen us." He didn't sound upset, or angry, the boy was just stating a fact. One that Rose had already thought of, so she shrugged.
"It's too dark to tell who it is." She met his eyes again, and regretted instantly, even in the dark she could see his intent gaze, but thankfully, he didn't seem to notice her red cheeks. He gave her a nod.
"I told you this would be fun." A huge grin was back on his face, but that didn't make her feel as excited as he clearly was.
"Yeah, well, I have to go, Tom is going to start wondering where I went, and soon he'll come looking for me."
"I- I don't want you to go." He almost pouted at her. That took Rose by surprise, he never said that. The Weasley shrugged apologetically in response.
"I have to. I promised. And I don't break my promises."
"I know..." Scorpius sighed. "I know, go on then, good luck." He smiled and she stepped away, turning to leave, but a hand was at her wrist, pulling her back. "One more." She heard him say before she found herself on her toes, his lips on hers once more, soft at first, their lips moving together, her hands on his cheeks, but then he deepened the kiss, and she almost let him. Almost. Rose pulled back and spoke against his lips.
"Your math skills seem to have disappeared momentarily, I suggest you go look for them." Her voice came out in a half whisper, but after she left one last quick, chaste kiss on his lips and walked away, the two were left with huge grins on their lips.
"I'll see you in there later." She could almost hear him wink as she turned the corner to the main street.
"What's with the grin?" She had nearly walked into Tom, who stood at the door of the Three Broomsticks. Rose shook her head and gestured to the candy shop.
"Nothing, I was just talking to Scorpius." She said as they walked together.
"Oh." Tom let out, earning himself a glare from Rose.
"What?!"
"Nothing." He shook his head, holding his hands up defensively. "It's just explained, then." Rose rolled her eyes. If only he knew.
Cara wasn't one to go all out on sweets, nothing near that, but when it came to her gummy worms, the girl couldn't seem to help herself, she just kept wanting more, and Honey Duke's Gummy Worms were the best she'd ever tasted, hence why she would spend at least ten minutes stocking up on them on their last Hogsmeade weekend before going home.
"Did you seriously only get the gummy worms?" Asked Hailee Longbottom, a 6th year Gryffindor who Cara wasn't too fond of, but who seemed to always be around, as they left the shop. Cara turned her head to the other girl, who carried at least three bags filled with sweets, and shrugged.
"Yeah. It's what I like." She said, forcing herself not to roll her eyes. Herbology was not her favorite subject, not anywhere near that, but Cara, along with most of the school, was very fond of the professor that taught it. The same couldn't be said about his daughter, though. It was very rare to find someone ho did not roll their eyes at the mention of the girl's name. Cara wasn't sure what it was that made her so annoying, but there sure had to be something.
"Hey, hum, Cara?" called a voice, snapping the short haired girl out of her internal rant about the Herbology professor's daughter. She turned on her heels to find Rose Weasley walking over to her. Cara smiled brightly at the girl. Never had she been so thankful to see the Slytherin. "Can I talk to you? Privately, please?" The red haired shot an apologetic look at the dark haired Gryffindor that stood behind Cara.
"Of course" The latest nodded and started walking away, towards Rose. She peered over her shoulder as she saw the guilty look on the Weasley girl's face, checking to see if it was still for Hailee, but she was long gone, off to find her next 'victim'. "What's up?" Cara asked as they turned the corner, but no answer was needed since she'd almost walked into Thomas Black.
"I'm sorry." She heard the red haired whisper before backing off against the wall and looking angrily at the boy. Cara wanted to be angry at her for trapping her like that, but the again, she knew Thomas, and she knew Rose, so she knew he wouldn't hesitate to ask her to do something she didn't want to do, and that she couldn't say no to him. So she sighed and shook her head.
"Good bye, Thomas." She said as she turned around. She hand't spoken his name since Cara'd found him walking out of an alley with Navaeh Krum, or looked directly at him, and it hurt her. No matter how much she tried to cover her emotions and to not care, she still did, he'd been her first real boyfriend and he had always been great to her before that, despite everything people said about him, he'd been great, and she put too much trust in him, and he broke her heart. She was not about to forgive him.
"Wait." He reached out to take hold of her wrist, but let go as soon as he'd stopped her from walking away. Smart boy. He was giving her space, somewhat. "I just want to explain. You don't need to say anything, I'm not fishing for anything other than giving you the explanation you deserve. Just listen. Please, Cara, it'll only be two minutes and then I won't bother you again."
What was she supposed to do? he heart told her to stay, of course, and know what had happened, what she'd done wrong, because there surely had to be something. But her brain was so angry, all she wanted to do was punch him for hurting her and now forcing her to look at him and make her miss him. On the other side, though, he was right, she did deserve an explanation. And that was 2/3 in his favor.
Cara crossed her arms over her chest and nodded once, glancing at Rose through the corned of her eye. The red haired was glaring at Tom, and none of them seemed to be going anywhere. Okay, so, she's staying. Cara though, and was very grateful for that, for an unknown reason.
"I know that there is no excuse for what I did, and that's not what I'm here for, but I just can't bear thinking you might think it had something to do with you, or blaming yourself for something that I did. I can handle what other people think about me, I really couldn't care less about that, but what I do care about is what you think of yourself. And, despite everything, I know you, and I know that look, so I know I'm right when I say you think part of it was your fault. But it wasn't. So here's what happened, and what went through my mind, and how sorry I am that I hurt you. And that I ever let you close to me, because I should have known I would end up hurting you, even if it was the last thing I wanted to do, because that's what happens to people around me. They get hurt." She couldn't handle it anymore, Cara had to look into his eyes, she needed to know how much he meant what he was saying. Because despite everything, it was exactly like he'd said, she knew him.
His green eyes were filled with a mixture of pain, hope, and shame as he held out a small notebook. She took it slowly, carefully so her skin wouldn't touch his. The notebook had a hard black cover with a white rectangle slightly closer to the top where she read 'For Cara' in Thomas' most formal handwriting, which was still very messy. The Ravenclaw girl swallowed and cleared her throat before speaking.
"I'll read it." She nodded softly, hugging the notebook without thinking about it. She'd think he'd be happy about that, but hi face only seemed to grow sadder, almost as if he'd expected her to put up a fight.
"I'm really sorry." He said in a raspy voice, and there was nothing she could do about the flutter in her heart.
"Me too." She nodded once more, a sad smile on her lips. And then, right before stepping closer to kiss his cheek softly, she said the worst thing she could have said, for both of them. "I miss you." It left her mouth in a half whisper, and she turned around, holding the notebook close to her heart and clutching her gummy worm bag in one hand. Cara walked right back into Honey Duke's. She'd need at least three time more candy than she'd bought.
I'm so sorry! I promised a bunch of uploads and then my brain decided to lose it's ability to come up with minimally acceptable content for me to type up, so this chapter has been stuck at 2000 words since then, and I wasn't happy with it, so I didn't want to post it because I couldn't even figure out what was wrong, and I didn't want to go back to the 2000 words chapters because I think 3000 words is a lot more fun for me to write and for you guys to read!
Let me know what you think! Either about the new found secret Scorpius/Rose Relationship, or about her attitude towards her family, or what you think will/ should happen, or even about this Cara/Thomas thing! I just want to know what you think basically, and I'd love to hear your ideas and all that jazz! I love you just for taking the time to read!
xoxo, ines out