Author's Note: This chapter is told from Scorpius' Perspective.
"You're not mad, are you?"
I turned to face Rose behind me. Her eyebrows were pulled together in worry. That was about the tenth time she asked that. I didn't look mad. I checked my reflection in the Library window the first time she had asked me to make sure. I didn't feel mad, I felt slightly irritated, but I suppose that's a side effect of having a conversation with Abby.
"I wouldn't be here if I was," I replied backing up my claim with a smile. "Can you stop asking or I will be. What is it we're looking for again?"
"Herman Max's book on switching uses," she answered relaxing a little. "You can tell me if you are, Scorpius. I understand."
"You would know if I was angry, I think you've seen it enough times," I said turning back to the shelf before me. "It would easier to use Accio if that old bat wasn't so overprotective of her books," I complained squinting at the faded tiny book titles.
"I don't think when you fight with me you're actually angry. I know that you hide things from me."
"Hide things? I don't hide things, Rose. What's brought this on?"
"You never tell me about your friends or your family and how you feel about... the annoying stuff."
"That's because there's nothing to tell. It's not like you tell me every little thing."
"I do." she protested her voice crossing over to a shrill pitch. "I told you about the new house elf policy and the family gossip I picked up from the wedding."
Rose always had to make things difficult.
"Rosie, you're looking for something that's not there," I told her.
"You're outside life or the book?"
"Both."
Rose let out a heavy sigh, "I worry about you, Scorpius. Albus and his friends are vile and cruel-"
"I'm fine. I'm always fine. I don't care. Can we please stop talking about this? I hate talking about serious stuff."
Rose, just didn't seem to get that I was stuck with Albus, and it was a fact I liked to ignore. One of the reasons I was with Rose was because of the way she made me laugh and didn't talk about the Slytherin stuff. She was in a whole different side of life that never accepted me until she started to.
"I'll drop it for now then." she finally gave in.
"For now? How about forever?"
"Scorpie, you know I can't do that." she said teasingly, giving me a nudge.
I ignored her words and just paid attention to her tone and expression.
"Here it is," she said ducking down, reaching past me into the shelf and pulling out an aging green leather book. "Right in front of you this whole time. Look who's distracting who now."
She didn't say it in a know-it-all, I-told-you-so, tone. She spoke like how she mostly spoke to me, with something more than cheerfulness underneath her voice. She was definitely distracting me, she was impossible not to look at and think about.
I wanted to kiss her again. It had been a while since I first kissed her after Divination. A small part of me worried that she didn't like it or was secretly disgusted. But even though she hadn't made a move to kiss me again she had been standing closer to me, holding my hand under the table unexpectedly, and resting her head on my shoulder in the Library when no one was around. I really liked that. Her hair felt soft when it brushed against my neck and face.
Alone amongst the towering shelves of books, I took my chance. I leaned down to her and towards her until my forehead was an inch away from touching hers.
Rose started grinning madly, "Scorpius, are you trying to kiss me again?"
"Can I?" I asked it came out in a murmur.
"I want you to," she answered shyly kissing me on the lips.
Author's note: Short but sweet :) Thank you for the follows, favs, and reviews! I really appreciate them.
