Hand - Rose POV
- You're crazy, you're completely crazy! Do you know who is sitting at that table, in the big table? Neville Longbotoom. You're crazy Malfoy, I don't want to kill my father.
He went ahead of me and pulled me through our clasped hands.
- It's just a bunch of students and teachers Rose, and I don't think that professor Longbotoom has a great appreciation in giving your father a heart attack and begin the Third Wizarding War, he isn't going to say anything. - he told me and then looked at me and smiled but I didn't smile back, my face more like panicking.
- My father will disown me Mafloy! And he's gonna expel me from my own home, and then he will go looking for you and then he will kill you. - I said, almost pleading - What am I going to do if he expels me, I got nowhere to go!
I was completely panicked. Scorpius wanted to, not only enter the Great Hall with me, but also wanted to go in lunch time, when the Great Hall would be full, and also, holding hands. Holding hands! Merlin, it was easier to go with a sign that said: Hello, yes we're supposed to hate each other because our families are rivals, but actually we are dating, isn't that funny? But love conquers all, and blah, blah, blah.
Spare me from all of this and kill me now.
Right before we enter the Hall I pulled him back, preventing him from entering.
- You are crazy. - I tell him again.
But instead of answering he kissed me. There, in the middle of the hallway that led into the Great Hall, so tender that made me melt. And then, before I could react, because he knew I was not going to react after something like that, he pulled me by my hand and I found myself entering the Great Hall with him.
When I realized what I was doing it was too late, I felt the eyes of every single person in the room in us and I squeezed his hand tightly. It was hot, maybe because I warmed it. He's like ice, he's always cold, but never seems to be cold. I am like fire, and warm everything around me. But this time I felt my fire dying slowly, as if a gust of wind had extinguish it out of nowhere, and now it was he who warmed me.
I tried to focus on his hand, in the grip that it made against my own hand. But they were all looking, some open-mouthed, those who still didn't know or had heard but not believed, others who knew but that still didn't believe we had just entered the room holding hands in this way. Just thinking about it made my stomach going round and round like a rollercoaster.
His skin was soft, so soft, almost like those silks he buys with the mountains of galleons that his family has. Where is he looking at? I wanted to see, but it's better not to move my head and continue to focus on the empty or I could see things that I didn't want.
And I want to run away so badly, run away like the day Scorpius kissed me. As I ran my whole life. Because I can't bear to be compared with my mother, nor my father, nor with what people expect of me, not to be confronted with the truth, with the lie, or even with my feelings. Because it's what I made my whole life.
But his hand was still attached to mine and I couldn't get off the ground to do whatever it was, as if it was my anchor to the world.
And for the first time in my life I kept feet firmly on the ground and didn't run away, and for the first time in my life I had the courage to look to the future with my head high.
A/N: Heeeey, what did you think? Seriously, I just love writing about Rose's, in my mind she has a super crazy mind and is always hopeless with everything, and lives in the shadow of her parents and is in constant conflict between what her father wants her to do and her feelings for Malfoy.
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