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A Little Thought Process Between Friends

Why the bloody hell am I sitting outside on a Wednesday afternoon, when I could be getting a chance to annoy the crap out of Weasley? Wait, why am I even thinking of Weasley at a time like this?

It's because of her perfect red hair, her perfect face.....Aw, what the bloody....

"What is wrong with me!?!?" I yelled at the giant squid, who ignored me and continued on its voyage through the lake.

"Malfoy, your last name should tell you what's wrong with you," Blair said as she plopped down next to me on the grass.

I snorted, "Thanks, Zabini."

She smiled, "You're welcome," then her smile turned to a grin, "not!"

"You're a five-year-old, you know that?" I told her.

Blair laughed, "And what are you, 6?"

I grimaced. I should have expected that and I told Blair.

"You right you should have," then Blair's face turned serious, "And really, what's the matter?"

"Nothing Blair, absolutely bloody nothing," I sighed.

"Suuuurrree," Blair replied.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked.

Blair, sighing, said, "I think I do."

I looked out at the lake, "I think I might not hate Weasley."

Blair said, "Since when have you hated her?"

I whipped my head around, "What's that suppose to mean?"

Blair rolled her eyes, "It's just...you...you've never really....it never felt like you really hated her. More like you, and her for that matter, were trying to cover up something else."

Surprise hit me like a ton of bricks. "Meaning?" I said still confused.

"It's like you've always really cared about her, but you wanted to hid that so you acted like you hated her. Or maybe you did hate her, but you know what they say....it's a fine line between love and hate," she replied.

I stared. Blair blushed and continued, "I don't know just think about it. Think about someone you really know you hate and compare it to Rose. And if you don't hate her, compare her to me. See if you see her as a friend. And if it's not either of those two, well, then I'm gonna have to tell you that you might just be in love with Rose Weasley." Then she got up, "I'll talk to you later."

So all afternoon I sat there. I compared Weasley to the few people I could stand most in the world. And what I felt for her was nothing like that. I thought about Blair and while I know that Blair's a beauty, Rose is....Wait, did I just call her Rose....Maybe I do...No, that's not possible, our families...but since when have I ever done anything that my parents........Oh, dear God, I'm in love with Rose.......

How in the heck am I gonna tell her?

Wait....

What is my father going to say? What's her father going to say? Her family? Better yet, what's SHE going to say?

A/N:

So..... sillymistake wanted more on Scorpius' thought process, but that was all I could get out of him. The big lump! So, sillymistake, this one's for you! So I started working on Albus and Blair, as well as, JAMES!!!! Yep, James is got a girl, a very special girl. Sorry, the idea happened when I was rereading HP 4..... You'll see.

Anyways, if you haven't already, go check out One of the Boys and A Little Bet Between Friends!

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Yours truly,

...doveofdreams...