A/N: I know, I know. What, I'm updating? Yes, yes I am. Lol. I decided that it isn't nice to leave a story unfinished. So here is chapter four.
I'm sorry guys.
Disclaimer: Not mine, hers. The end.
Rose woke up giddy and nervous to say the least. Today was the long awaited Hogsmaede trip and Scorpius specifically asked her to accompany him, just the two of them.
Rose walked out of the castle and met Scorpius by their usual haunt, the haunt of most of the Potter-Weasleys, the Shrieking Shack. Scorpius already had pressed the little button that would stop the willow's movements and was not perched on one of the branches waiting for Rose.
Rose saw Scorpius first and waited for the older boy to acknowledge her before a broad smile broke out across her face and waved cheerily back at the platinum- haired boy.
"Took you long enough, Rosie," Scorpius teased, feigning boredom as he laid back on one of the branches.
"I'm here now, you lazy git! Get your arse up," Rose retorted, trying to shove Scorpius off of the branch.
One particular hard shove almost landed Scorpius on his bum, but he was able to catch himself on another branch, "Alright, alright, you crazy twit. I'm coming," he replied as he jumped back down on the ground. Rose smiled victoriously and they both made their way towards the other students.
They walking through Hogsmeade and were making their way to her Uncle George's shop. Scorpius swung his arm around Rose's shoulder, pulling her closer while he continued his story, "…that is why no other house stands a chance this year, Rose. Because my team and I are just that good at our positions…."
Rose tensed when she felt his arms encircle her. She could feel the warmth radiating off the toned body and ever since Rose realized her not so little crush on her best friend, she noticed a lot of other things as well. She noticed how handsome Scorpius was, thick, blonde hair cut short, yet the occasional lock falling adorably over silver eyes that could and has made almost every girl fall infinitely into. A fit, toned body that stood just a little over a staggering six feet and we cant forget just how charming the blond menace was. He exuded a kind of confidence that made anyone around feel attracted to the pure-blooded boy.
Rose could continue, but why would she want to embarrass herself further by mentioning just how her body reacted when said boy was now leaning in closer and his warm breath was now ghosting over her the sensitive flesh of her ear.
"Rose?"
Rose shivered at the contact it made against her skin again and realized Scorpius just called out her name.
"Umm, yeah? Sorry," Rose looked up at Scorpius, unaware of her flushed face and dilated pupils. Scorpius' eyes widened in shock before he stepped back and took in an embarrassed appearance altogether. That's odd Rose thought, now missing the warmth Scorpius provided earlier.
"Oh, umm, we're here," Scorpius added lamely while gesturing to the building owned and operated by her uncle.
"Right," Rose ended, confused by Scorpius change of demeanor. He never got nervous, ever.
They walked inside and Rose couldn't help but notice how Scorpius kept a safe distance from her. They picked up a few things, and of course Uncle George would never charge her anything, and left the shop.
"So, where do you want to go?" Scorpius asked while scuffling the ground just outside the famous (infamous) Weasley's Wizard Weezes.
"Umm, I don't know," Rose replied shyly, looking down at the snow.
Silence fell over the two mates as neither knew where to go next. Rose kept darting her gaze from the ground to her friend and returning it whenever she caught Scorpius staring back at her. Finally, laughter broke out and Scorpius was the first to speak.
"This is stupid, Rose. We can't just stand here all day, I'm freezing my arse off."
"Me too. Lets go get something to drink, The Leaky Cauldron?"
" No, I don't want butterbeer. Let's go get a cuppa," Scorpius said.
"Alright," Rose agreed, already making her way to one of the tea shops near the Leaky.
Rose turned around when she noticed her best mate not following her. She turned around and raised an eyebrow in question only to notice the same bewildered expression gazing back at her.
"Where are you going," Malfoy asked.
"To get some tea," Rose replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"No, were going this way. I want to go to Madam Pudifoot's."
Rose froze and the famous Weasley trait to just burst whatever came to mind decided to make an appearance, "Bu-but, that's for…that's for cou-couples," she finished, horrified (excited) of going to the tacky shop.
"Don't be silly, Rose. It's not just for couples," Scorpius defended.
"But," Rose whimpered.
"Rose, they brew the best tea, you blubbering idiot. We're going! I promise to not make a move on you if that'll make you feel better," Scorpius teased though his tone was rather hard.
Rose couldn't help but feel disappointment at Scorpius' joke, "Alright."
As soon as they made their way inside they were ushered to a small table, obvious that its purpose was to make it easier for couples to touch and reach across to kiss. Their tea was served and the two began to drink in a comfortable silence.
"This place is err- nice," Rose offered while looking around at the tacky decorations.
"Don't be stupid," Scorpius chided, "it's bloody disgusting."
Rose huffed, "I was trying to be nice!"
"Don't, it isn't my shop," Scorpious fired.
"You're impossible,"
"That's why you love me, Rosie Posie."
Rose opened her mouth in outrage, ready to give Scorpius a piece of her mind at being called the offending nickname…
"It's why I love you too," Scorpius said, eyes softening at Rose.
Rose felt her anger deflating and giddiness swallowing her up. They continued to bicker and converse over two more cups of tea and noticed that their trip was almost done.
"We better get back," Scorpius suggested as he stood up from the table and dropped a couple galleons on the table.
Rose pouted as she looked up at him, not wanting to end such a great day and having to turn Scorpious over to his girlfriend. She was having such a great time.
Scorpius laughed at Rose's dejected expression, "Come one you big baby. We'll have more trips to look forward too. Plus, we can always sneak down here whenever you want."
"Okay," Rose agreed, still slightly put out.
Scorpius threw his arm around Rose's shoulders once again and brought her close in an embrace, "Cheer up. We had fun right?"
"Of course, Scorp," Rose agreed, "but that's just it isn't it? We barely spend any more time with each other. You have quidditch and we both are busy with classes and prefect duties. We hardly see each other, plus we're both in different houses."
Scorpius softened at Rose's confession. It was true. They used to be inseparable.
"We'll hang out more," Scorpius said.
"Promise," Rose asked hopefully, eyes wide and vulnerability oozing through.
"Promise," Scorpius replied confidently, laughing when Rose's features morphed into one of absolute mirth. She offered him a broad grin and let him pull her closer to him.
They made their way to the entrance on Hogwarts and Scorpius stopped. Rose looked back at him.
"I have quidditch practice," Scorpius answered to Rose's unasked question.
"Oh, okay."
Rose walked back over to Scorpius and put her hands in the pockets of her cloak.
"I had fun today," Rose supplied, a shy grin on her facial features.
"Me too," Scorpius replied, smiling himself. This is suspiciously following the same lines as his first date with Parkinson, Scorpius couldn't help but ponder.
"Good luck in practice," Rose replied again. Okay, Rose. It's either now or never. The clues are all there aren't they? The close embraces, the slung arm over her shoulders, the trip to Madam Puddifoot's? It's time to unleash that Weasley courage.
Scorpius opened his mouth to supply a "thank you" when Rose stepped forward, fluttered her eyes shut, and planted her lips against his own. Rose's lips were warm and plump underneath his own thin ones. He stood frozen as Rose pushed her lips more firmly against his own, panicking at the lack of a response.
Scorpius finally woke up from his stupor and his eyes bulged in surprise. He brought his arms to rose shoulders and gently pushed her away. Rose immediately stiffened and flushed red, warmth making its way into her skin.
"What are you doing," Scorpius' scathing question came.
"I- I thought," Rose murmured, horrified.
"You thought what," Scorpius' questioned.
"It's just that, I don't know! You wanted us to go alone, together. The embraces, the bloody trip to Madam Puddifoot's!"
"What about it? What embraces? Remember Ashley, Rose?"
Ashley. Right. Scoropius brilliantly gorgeous girlfriend he was destined to marry.
"Rose?" Scorpius inquired after she failed to answer or acknowledge the question. Rose looked up at him, full of embarrassment and terror.
"I'm sorry, Rose replied weakly, blinking furiously to keep the tears of shame and embarrassment and maybe even hurt from making their way down her face in front of Scorpious.
Before Scorpius could reply Rose ran off towards the castle, leaving a very confused and guilt-stricken Scorpious behind. Because if he was to be completely honest with himself, he did see the signs. He had enough experience with birds to know when someone found him attractive. It was just too bad that same charm of his was now affecting his best mate, who he never thought would fall under it.
Scorpius made his way slowly to the quidditch pitch. Heart heavy from the possibility that their friendship could possibly have finally met an obstacle it couldn't get through. It wasn't every day your very best mate fell for their equally very best mate and if it was one thing Scoropius knew in his experiences with witched, it was that rejection never faced forgiveness easily, if the number of hexes and exes still not speaking with him was any indication.
Scorpius hung his head low as he continued walking to the pitch, placing the infamous Malfoy mask back on when he finally came into contact with his team and plastering a fake contentment on his aristocratic face as his team mates surrounded him with giddy, excitement at playing quidditch. He wished he could have felt the same.
A/N: Again sorry for the long wait. I'm sorry if anything is misspelled and if I made any mistakes, i'm sorry. Please point it out in review and i will fix it for next time. I seriously just typed this up and decided to post it because it has been entirely way too long. Thanks loves. As always, reviews are highly appreciated.