Why Scorpius Loves and Hates Rose Weasley From A to Z

AN: Back to you, schedule. (Early 6th year, Rose and Scorp aren't talking because of what happened at the wedding)

Oh and by the way:
Lily/Hugo(Gryffindor): 2 years younger (than Rose and Scorpius)
Lorcan/Lysander (Ravenclaw): 1 year younger but they skipped a grade so..
Molly(Hufflepuff): 1 year younger
Albus, Louis, (Gryffindor), amd Caroline (Ravenclaw): same age
Lucy, Dominique, and Roxanne Weasley(Gryffindor): 1 year older
Fred, James(Gryffindor), and Kimberly(Ravenclaw): 2 years older

Disclaimer: I own... nothing. Which is fitting because if you sued me, all you'd get was a fish named Neville. (Oh yeah) and 15 dollars.

E is for Emergencies

He admits, Quidditch isn't the safest sport. That he knows. But he wouldn't give up being a chaser for anything. It gave him a deep happy feeling when he's whizzing around on his broomstick, high above the ground and in a world of his own until Lysander sends a Bludger towards him, in hopes of jerking him out of his reverie. And Lorcan laughs at his place beside his brother, the keeper he is.

He pretends not to notice when Rose starts appearing in the stands as one of the girlfriends, besides Lily, who positively beamed at Lysander, flying around with Eric Finnigan. How fitting.

He tried not to notice how she brightens when he comes down for breakfast. He tries very hard not to notice their ritual good-morning kiss. He tries not to notice when she takes his hand. He tries very hard.

He even gets a girlfriend, Lulu Zabini. She's quite lovely really but she's a bit cold, distant and unlike Rose, who has rivers of untapped emotion beneath her, he doesn't think Lulu even has a puddle.

And so then he tries to ignore the stares she sends his way when he first kissed Lulu in public. She looks livid and defeated all in one, and he doesn't understand at all. Lulu doesn't feel the stares. She's the niece of Blaise Zabini, who isn't exactly a name people warm up to. Scorpius could care less. Because they at least have that in common.

But back to Quidditch. There she was, sitting next to her friend Vera or something, behind Rose, and she waves up to him, a cool uncaring air about it and he waves back to her. And he ignores the look Rose gives him, one of very angry words and questions he probably didn't want to answer.

…

"It's a Slytherclaw game, come on boys... and girls. Eat up." their captain, Kyle Cooke, who just had a really awesome name, said to them, shoveling the food into their mouths. "And get your girlfriend's out of here. And boyfriend, scoot. We need our focus."

"Does that include Vera?" Lysander said, and the rest of the team snorted as Vera Chen, beautiful seventh year that you shouldn't think of touching if you want Kyle Cooke to rip your fingers out, floated gracefully down the steps. Kyle narrowed his eyes as some third year, awestruck, waved at Vera and she smiled back.

"Yes." he said menacingly, pushing Lily off his lap.

"Good luck." Lily murmured, kissing his cheek, lingering for a second to throw Kyle off.

Albus kissed Caroline, who was a chaser, four times for good luck but was lucky enough to realize that Kyle was paying attention to poor Aaron Creevey, the shy third year with a crush on Vera.

Lulu kissed his nose, smiling blankly at him before murmuring a good luck of some sort. There it was, it fell flat, a passion missing in the kiss. But he still felt Rose glare at her as she glides back to her seat, only a few people down in Ravenclaw.

Rose sighs, as she releases Finnigan, who is too dazed and kissed-drunk to notice the glare. Scorpius wasn't and raised a questioning eyebrow at Rose. She rolled her eyes. Wow. They were finally... communicating.

Before they actually left, on her way to find Finnigan, she walked up to him and he gave her a quizzical look.

"Good luck Scorpius." she whispered, giving him a challenging look. She bit her lip as he nodded to her, as words would fail him. He knew his voice would crack and strangle because he hadn't heard her voice in so long. He hadn't heard his name in her mouth for so long. And if felt marvelous, wondrous, every adjective worthy of Rose.

Rose smiled at him before running towards Eric who stared at them, suspiciously. Which was a laugh. Rose wasn't going for him. And he had Lulu.

…

And that of course was the day. The day Connor Crabbe, Beater for Slytherin, slapped a good painful Bludger in his stomach seconds before Kyle caught the snitch. The announcer, Fred Weasley's replacement.. Heather Jordan, stopped all cheers with the announcement that Scorpius Malfoy was down for the count. The crowd grew worried and he felt all of Ravenclaw rise, in their seats.

He had been flying, watching Kyle and Frank Burke, duel it out for the snitch. Then Connor, who knew what was about to happen, decided to uses his bat to help, Except he probably got too excited and hit Scorpius instead of Kyle, who he had meant to hit.

And the last thing he sees before he blacks out is Rose's face and it's scared, worried, and upset all at the same time. And then Lulu, who's filing her nails right behind her. Always right behind her.

...

Crushed ribs. Broken arm. Bruised stomach. Sprained wrist.

In his entire stay in Madam Pomfrey's domain, he didn't get much. He remembers sleep... darkness... but he could feel warm hands in his, different hands. He recognizes his mother's hands, as they are soft and smell heavily of almonds. They're in his hair, messing it up, but he could care less. His mom's hands were contrasted by his dad's which mainly rested on his shoulder. They only stayed for awhile, his mom cursing Quidditch and his dad, whispering a goodbye, ushering his wife out of the room.

Then Lulu's hands. They were cold. He didn't want them. He didn't want the fingers that were so important she filed them when even Rose, looked at him with more concern in her face than Zabini had for him. They never stayed for long, they came every other day and she left, saying nothing.

And then he felt it. Rose. Her hands were soft and hard, her thumb was rubbing his palm and she kept a hand in his hair, pushing it back, over and over again. He had no idea why she did this. Had she grown to care for him? All he knew is that her hands were amazing, and it helped that he loved the way they felt in his hair.

She stayed longer then Al and Lysander and Lulu put together. She often stayed until Madam Pomfrey's set curfew of ten o'clock. Then he felt Rose's hand slip out of his and she whispered goodbye, as it did seem like he was sleeping or unconscious.

Then when he started to open his eyes and move, Rose never visited. Al had told her he was alright and now, it was nothing. He was alone at night.

The day he leaves the hospital is the day he sees Rose. She smiles at him, softly and he just waves back. Her smile falters but she bucks up the courage to go on.

He notices Eric Finnigan staabbing his food, while Trevor Thomas tries to comfort him. And Lulu smiles dully at him. And Connor Crabbe doesn't have any eyebrows.

Lysander sighs as he makes it back to their table

"What the hell happened?" Scorpius asked, as his best friend shrugs.

"I dunno. Lily says Rose won't talk about her break-up with Eric. Lulu is... fine, as always. And Rose bloody hexed the pants off of Crabbe the other day. He called you an uncoordinated twat, and said you were being a drama queen and she snapped. She got two weeks of detention, but it's just helping Hagrid with stuff."

Scorpius looked over at Rose. She looked up from her book and caught his eye. She gave him a sly smile and waved. Scorpius smiled back, before turning back to Lysander.

So that's why she hadn't come for the past few days...

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