solitary reminder
[[ scorpius rose ]]
He'd forgotten that Rose was a part of the Weasley family, too. Or had he, really? Maybe it was just a silent pull towards her, consciously not knowing but subconsciously well aware of the fact. He really was a stickler for pain, wasn't he?
Three hundred and sixty six days ago (he'd been counting), he'd gone and shown emotion—which was an absolute no-no for a Malfoy, by the way—and he'd finally realized why it was such a bad idea to do so. He had a really strong gut feeling that everything was going to come crashing down his ears about coming out about it, and he'd been right; pathetically so.
After all the flirting and the whole boys-annoy-girls-they-like thing and the sexual tension and the always-trying-to-beat-her-at-everything game, he'd sent her one note as her Christmas present last year.
It'd said, "I love you."
That's when it all ran downhill.
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(happy christmas!) i wrapped it up and sent it
with a note saying "i love you", i meant it
now i know what a fool i've been
but if you kissed me now, i know you'd fool me again
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