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Pairing: ScorpiusRose

Special thanks to Mad. ;)

"Flower, don't make that face; you look like a felis catus being strangled."

She doesn't bother to look up from her book, doesn't bother to react because this was Scorpius and they've been through this tease-and-taunt thing before, it's their thing, and she won't give him the pleasure. Sod off is on the tip of her tongue. "Do you even know what that means, Malfoy?"

"Sure, I do." She doesn't have to see his face to know he's smirking. She can hear it in his voice. Her blood boils.

Merlin, he drives her crazy.

"Why don't you tell me then?" she deadpans, fighting to keep the smile of her lips. She has him there, she's sure. She still stares down at her homework.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

She snaps her head up, eyes widening. Gray eyes sparkle. "Do you know what quackle means, Malfoy?" She pauses. "It means 'to choke or strangle." Was it just her or did she sound a bit breathless?

His eyes dancing, she knows it wasn't just her.

Great.

"You wouldn't." He smiles playfully. "You want to kiss me. It's nothing to be ashamed about. Everybody does."

"Why would I kiss you, freak?" she challenges, and she's proud that her tone is calm.

"Because I know you. And you can't resist challenges, Ms. Used-to-be Gryffindor." She falters at this. Godric. Now, he had her.

"Fine," she says, her stomach full of butterflies, which is nothing new when it comes to him.

He leans in closer. His breath is hot against her ear. "And it's not like you haven't done it before, right?" His voice is low. Goosebumps cover her flesh.

She grins. "Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Malfoy?"

His lips curl into a seductive smile, eyes flashing. "Always." He pauses. "Is it working, Flower?"

Leaning closer, her lips brush against his. "What do you think?"

Liss, you are a wonderful person, I hope you know that. You always manage to
brighten my day, in one way or another. You are the kindest, the smartest, the
most perfect one could imagine, and I know that I can always trust you.

I love having you as a friend, you means so much to me that I hardly can
believe it. And another thing I hope you know, is that when I go to Australia
next year, I'm going to find you and hug you so hard you'll think I'm creepy
and get me put in jail. That is the plan.

No, but honestly, Liss, you're a wonderful, wonderful person, and I love you
so much, and feel honoured to call you my friend. And honoured that I'm
getting to write this to you.

-Lowi