Written for Monthly Het-Tastic Drabble-Athon Competition (December) – Prompt6: Gift

Written for OTP Boot Camp – Prompt22: Jagged

Written for Setting Boot Camp – Prompt11: Lover boy

Scorpius walked into the Great Hall with a beaming smile on his face. It was Christmas morning, and he had never felt so in spirit. So what if he had decided to spend it in school? He had his friends with him, and Hogwarts was his second home. Also, it had begun to snow – that only meant a snowball fight later. And to top it off, his gift haul that year was pretty good too. All in all, he was a very happy young man.

"Scorpius, I need to speak with you." He was brought out of his thoughts by Rose Weasley. With one look at her, he was pretty sure what was on her mind. He followed her out of the Great Hall, his heartbeat accelerating more out of fear than her presence. She stopped only when they had reached an empty corridor.

"You – y-you gave me a gift this Christmas," Rose stated accusingly.

"Yes, I believe I did." Scorpius agreed, putting on a much braver front than he felt.

"Why?" She asked, her eyes narrow with suspicion.

"Why not?" He countered, shrugging.

"We never exchange gifts – you and I – we have always–"

"So? There's no written rule that we shouldn't," Scorpius said, cutting her off.

"I'm sorry. But I can't accept it. It's too much," she said and pursed her lips. She shoved her hand inside her coat pocket and held out the tiny velvet box which contained his gift for her.

"Oh come-on, I saw it and thought of you. And like you said before it is a gift. You're supposed to keep it." Scorpius blabbered, panicking. He didn't know how to convince her to keep the gift, and at that moment he internally kicked himself at his stupidity. He shouldn't have signed his name; given it to her anonymously rather. At least she wouldn't be returning it then.

"But I can't take it!" Rose exclaimed.

"What? You don't trust me?" If Scorpius was thinking he could convince her to keep it, obviously – from the look Rose was giving him – he was doing it the opposite way.

"Of course I don't! We are nothing, why should I trust you?" Rose all but yelled at him. Scorpius didn't know why, but hearing her say those words hurt him.

"I haven't hexed or jinxed it. It's a genuine gift and I am not taking it back," he said coldly.

"But–" she began to argue.

"Happy Christmas, Rose," he whispered, cutting her off, and began to walk away.

Scorpius walked back to the dungeons, and headed to his dormitory. He kicked the mount of opened gifts off the end of his bed and fell onto the bed on his chest. His thoughts were on his encounter with Rose – We are nothing, why should I trust you? – He couldn't get the words out of his head. And he hated it.

AN: Ah, here's another one! :D Hope you liked it, and happy Christmas everyone! :D