Rose's POV
Second year, Second term:
I sat at dinner thinking, pushing my food around on my plate. I was still
upset with the fact that I wouldn't see Scor for the first two weeks of
summer, but he was right-he had no choice or control over it. I just
wished he could get out of it somehow. I'd just have to do with letters. I
must have been deep in thought because Scor crept up behind me and gripped my
sides making me yelp. He kept his hands on my sides and leaned in to whisper,
"Hey Rose, why so jumpy?"
"Hmm. I wonder why." I looked up following his gaze as he sat down next to me,
smiling.
"So why are you over here?" I asked sarcasticly.
"Ooo ouch, that hurt," he smiled rubbing his chest, "I can't come see my
favorite girl?"
"Yeah yeah yeah. Not without wanting something. What's up?"
"Well as you know, the Quidditch match is coming up, and well-I just had to
make sure the Fireball was going."
"Well depends if 'Fireball' is who I'm thinking of. If it is, yes, she is
going."
"Good. Just do me a favor and pass on a message to her for me and tell her not
to be late."
"Oh I'm sure she already knows." I said smartly, flashing him a smile.
"Well that's not surprising. She's just so in love with me." he spoke,
flattering himself.
"I am not!"
"ha!, gotcha." He smirked, pointing a finger at me.
"Shhh! Would you just shut that mouth of yours and get out of here?" I
pleaded, pushing him away playfully.
"As you wish," he said. He got up, just before leaving leaned in grabbing the side of my face
and planting a big kiss on my cheek before letting go. "catch you later Red."
I just sat there, stunned, thinking how so darn lucky I was to have him as a
best friend. I snapped out of my trance quickly and saw that all the girls
around me had their mouths wide open in shock. I shrugged, as if to say "Hey,
what's the big deal?"
Scorpius's POV
I woke up tired as ever in my four poster, remembering it was the day of the
big Quidditch match against Gryffindore. I slowly pulled myself out of bed and
moved to the bathroom to bathe and get into my uniform. I had to be down in
the slytherin locker room by 9:30 since the game started at 10.
As I was rushing to get down to the field, I ran into Albus, who was my
opponent for the game.
"Hey Al!"
"Hey Score. Ready for the game?"
"Honestly, I hate matches against each other."
"Same here mate. Lets just go get it over with and see who's the poor loser
then."
"Psh, that will be you my friend."
"No no, not friend. Starting now 'til that beautiful golden snitch is caught
we are enemies." he explained walking backwards pointing at me, before running
ahead and leaving me to finish my walk to the stadium alone.
I walked into the locker room getting the worst glares from the team. The
majority of the slytherin's hated me, at least the ones from the team did. I
don't know why I hadn't quit Quidditch yet, probably cause I had no choice but
to be on this team, my father had played it and wanted the line of Malfoy's to be Quidditch players.
"Okay Slytherins! Listen up! We need to go out there and knock them off their
brooms! If we win this, it's our cup next! Be aggressive, be brutal, just
don't be stupid!" I lifted my gaze from the ground and saw them all staring at
me. "Alright slytherins, LETS WIN THIS!"
"Here we go," I thought, mounting my broom as the door began to open and we
took flight one at a time.
I flew around to warm up, scanning the stadium for Rose. My gaze came upon a
fiery-haired girl and I waved. She smiled and waved back.
Al flew right by me, almost knocking me off my broom. "C'mon mate, get your
head out of the clouds, will ya?"
"Yeah alright," I smiled, "Lets do this."
"Round up!" shouted the game scorer as people formed a circle and got into
place. "Now everyone knows the rules. On my mark! ready, set, go!" she spoke
and at the sound of the whistle, the chest was opened and the game began.
Rose's POV
I heard the whistle blow. This was a game I had to sit alone for; I normally
came and watched them with Dom, but she was on the team. Everyone else had
better things to do, and Vic really didn't feel like coming. I kept my eyes on
Scorpius the whole time.
"AND THE FIRST TEN POINTS GO TO GRYFFINDOR, MADE BY FINNIGAN, NUMBER FOUR!"
"Club!" wood yelled over to Jordon, looking panicked. Jordon through it over
to him and Wood caught it, hitting a bludger aimed for Goyle's broom.
"GOYLE'S OUT WITH A HIT TO HIS BROOM BY A BLUDGER!" Spoke the commentator.
"TEN POINTS TO SLYTHERIN MADE BY CRABBE, NUMBER TWO!"
The game was certainly picking up some. I spotted Al looking intently for the
golden snitch. He was searching all around until I saw him spot something
which I supposed was it. He sped off.
"AND IT LOOKS LIKE ALBUS POTTER, NUMBER FIVE, HAS SPOTTED THE GOLDEN SNITCH!
OOH, AND ANOTHER TEN POINTS GOES TO GRYFFINDOR, SCORED BY THE OTHER
MARVELOUS...JAAAMES POTTER, NUMBER SIX!"
The Gryffindor crowd was cheering loudly as I saw Scor flying off in Al's
direction. This is why it was always worth going to Gryffindor verses
Slytherin matches; they get so intents and crazy.
These matches were always close calls; Scor and Al were both very skilled
seekers so we never knew who was going to win. I soon spotted the quaffle
passed to Warrington as he flew over to the goal and tossed it into a hoop.
"TEN POINTS AWARDED TO SLYTHERIN, BY WARRINGTON NUMBER THREE! THE GAME IS NOW
TIED TWENTY TO TWENTY!" the announcer yelled with excitement. "AND IT LOOKS
LIKE BOTH SEEKERS ARE IN A BATTLE FOR THE GOLDEN SNITCH!"
It was deadly silent in the stands as we all watched carefully to see who
would catch the snitch.
Scorpius' POV
"Come on Al, lets give them a show yeah?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"This!" he shouted as he kicked Al's broom and he went crashing through one of
the towers.
I saw the look on everyones' face as they watched Al disappear, only to see
him come back and fly up to my level.
"Clever, maybe funny, but not cool Scor." He shouted to me.
"Didn't you see their faces?"
"No I was too busy falling!"
"Haha sorry mate, it really was funny though."
"Yeah I bet. So can one of us just catch the bloody thing already? I'm
tired."
"go for it," I said as I stopped my broom and saw Albus look back, confused.
"AND GRYFFINDORE HAS ONE THE MATCH! ALBUS HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!"
Rose's POV
Well that was a very interesting game, I thought walking back to the castle. I
wonder if they were joking around-I guess I'll find out later.
"Hey Red, wait up!" Scor yelled running after me, broom in hand. I stopped and
turned around.
"So why'd you stop your broom?" I asked as he put an arm around my shoulder
and we began walking.
"Why what ever do you mean?"
"Don't play stupid; did you let him win?"
"Let's just say-my team shouldn't disrespect me."
I just gave him a smile and shook my head; he really did surprise me this time, that's for sure.
A/N okay Im sorry it took so long to update I had to wait for my marvelous beta Frozenteardrop13, who has been so wonderful betaing (if that's a word) for me. I hope you all enjoyed that R&R