Chapter 6...
Rose's POV.
Last night was one of the best night's sleeps I have ever had. I went to sleep smiling to myself, and woke up with the same smile etched on my face. In all honestly, it was due to a particular blonde Slytherin.
He was the last thing I thought of before drifting off and the first think I thought of as I awoke. My usually dreamless sleep, was filled with him; his smile, his hug, his body, his voice, his playfully tousled hair.
SCORPIUS MALFOY IS PERFECTION.
The down side is that he knows this, and often makes it obvious.
My feelings towards him over the past couple of weeks has most definitely changed, I think I might, maybe, almost, kind of, LIKE, Scorpius.
"You're only going to break your own heart, he's not interested." I hate it when the voice in my head is right. Scorpius mostly goes for the obviously pretty girls, usually fake and always, shall we say, 'well known'?
I had been awake for half an hour when I smelt food cooking. Food in the common room? I got up, brushed my tangle of messy hair and went into the living area. Scorpious was nearly at my door as I opened it.
"Well morning Rosie, nice sleep?" he was in an obviously good mood.
"Good morning Scorp, I had an amazing sleep last night, thank you. I can see you did, you seem to be in a good mood." I responded cheerfully. He beamed at me and gestured me to take a seat.
"McGonagall sent a house elf up with breakfast for us both and a note. She wants us to use today, in order to sort out Permanent Prefect Patrols and go over a plan for a Halloween party." Any other day this would have annoyed him to no end, today he was rather relaxed.
"A Halloween party?" I was definitely curious.
"Yeah, some fifth year Hufflepuffs came up with the idea of throwing a party in their common room. Just something small, but McGonagall wanted us to go over it, you know, making sure there are no flaws in the plan. And probably solve any issues." He looked at me again and smiled, I smiled back, slightly unsure.
"Malfoy, what has gotten into you today, you seem very cheerier today. Don't get me wrong, I like it, but I'm wondering what you're up to."
"Hmm, maybe it's the idea of spending an entire day, in one room, with you" he winked at me, "or it could be the fact that I slept like a baby last night, and actually enjoyed my dreams for once" he beamed again.
God his smile is gorgeous!
I am going to clear my mind, once and for all...
I LIKE Scorpius Malfoy.
He looked at me and smirked, almost as if he knew what I was thinking.
"Well Rosie, it is a beautiful day outside, why don't you go and enjoy yourself and I'll take care," he gestured at the paperwork behind him, "of all this."
"Oh Scorpius, as if I'm going to go out and leave you in here, alone, all day, with important paperwork." I smiled at him and he smiled back. He took a few steps forward, took hold of my hand and led me to a chair.
"Fine, you sit and eat, I'm going to go get ready"
"Yeah I'll wait here" I muttered sarcastically.
He turned on his heels and held out a pinkie. "Promise?" he pouted. I laughed and shoved him playfully. While Scorpius ran about getting ready, I sat and ate my breakfast. I was done by the time he returned and he ushered me off to get ready myself.
In all honesty I had no intentions of leaving the common room, so I decided on a white vest top and grey, three-quarter-length jogging bottoms. Casual and comfortable. I don't understand how Victorie, Lily and Molly can ALWAYS wear dresses and skirts, they are not comfortable.
By the time I entered the room again, Scorpius had cleared away the table and food, and was now sitting on the couch with his feet resting on the coffee table. I took a place at the end of the long couch.
As I sat down, he threw a cushion into my lap, swung his legs round and placed his head on the cushion. I have to admit I was comfortable, but nervous. Sure I was close to my cousins and brother like this, but they're family. They don't count.
"Whoever thought of this is stupid" he declared, waving the paper in my face. I took it off of him and sighed.
"They're not stupid; they simply overlooked any potential problems. For example; they can't hold the party in their common room, loud music might disturb other people. They have also, requested permission for fire whiskey and goblin shots. They can have butter beer as most years can be given it, older students will have to suffer. The students in charge can negotiate food, with the house elves in the kitchen. Decorations are entirely up to the students. And finally, no, a real troll cannot be allowed entrance to the school." I read out the list and handed it back to Scorpious who looked utterly confused.
"Surely there is a way around that troll thing? What about Hagrid's half-brother?" he seemed to really consider this, and in all honesty I had completely forgotten about the half-giant's half-brother.
"His name is Grawp, and he is a half giant, not a troll. But I could run the idea past them. Although they will have to invite Hagrid, and Hagrid may need to go over a few precautions with them first, Grawp has a tendency to... I'm sorry I'm mumbling on and on and you really don't care. You're looking at me with an expression that says 'God Weasley, can it!'" I immediately shut up and blushed, looking down at him.
He shook his head and laughed, "Aww, Weasel, I love it when you mumble on and on. It's actually kind of cute." Scorpius Malfoy called me cute! I smiled and looked at him.
Reaching over his chest I picked up the prefect information. We sat in this position for hours; talking through lesson times, homework intake, how well people get on and other factors that may affect the Prefect Patrols. I was overwhelmed with information; Scorpius on the other hand, was very good at organising everything. This seemed to come naturally to him.
We were finished relatively quickly. It was only around half past two when we finished, but we both decided it was pointless leaving the common room now.
It took me a while to realise I was playing with Scorpius' hair. I ran my fingers through his soft, platinum hair; it seemed to relax him. When I realised what I was doing I quickly pulled away. He automatically sat up and looked at me, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Why did you stop?" he looked like a child, I let out a small giggle.
"Sorry Scorp, I went into a world of my own. When I came back I realised I was playing with your hair, I didn't know if you wanted me to, or not, so I stopped." I blurted it out, the sentence barely made sense.
"Maybe it was a good thing you stopped, I was close to falling asleep on your knee." He shrugged but almost looked disappointed.
Scorpius' POV.
It's easy to be myself around Rose now.
She is so cute when she mumbles, she just talks and talks, usually about nothing, or something important, but either way, I listen intently to make sense of what she blurts out.
Rose was rather impressed my organisation of the Prefect Patrols, I was thankful. Finishing early meant I was able to spend the rest of the day with her, for no reason at all.
I'm not entirely sure how long we lay on the couch for, but I was content. Close to sleep with my head in her lap, reality was so much better than the dream world; though, I still want to kiss her.
Rose played with my hair while I lay in her lap, neither of us said a word, but the quiet was bliss. With the peaceful quiet, I was easily relaxed. My relaxation extended further with her playing with my hair, I was almost asleep.
Suddenly I felt her tense and her hands pull away from me quickly. I sat up and looked at with a pout, almost innocent.
"Why did you stop?" I know I sounded like a spoilt child, and she giggled.
"Sorry Scorp, I went into a world of my own. When I came back I realised I was playing with your hair, I didn't know if you wanted me to, or not, so I stopped." She was apologising, why? I wanted her to carry on.
"Maybe it was a good thing you stopped, I was close to falling asleep and your knee." Admittedly, I was a bit disappointed and disheartened, but I shrugged it off.
We ate dinner on the couch, watching a muggle film that Rose had brought from home. She explained that it was a fairytale, usually watched by muggle children. The film was called Cinderella.
We sat talking and laughing until late that night. The time must have been around half eleven. We decided to go for a random patrol, really we just wanted to go for a walk; this was our alibi and we were sticking to it.
We reached the top of the Astronomy tower and found a young couple, wrapped in a tight embrace kissing. Rose told them to forget about punishments, but to get back to their dorms quickly, she was kind and understanding. If it were me, I would have taken off house points and given them both detentions.
With Rose I'm a different person, I'm more relaxed and open up my soft side more often. I was not entirely sure if I was happy about this.
Rose was stood at the tower looking over the grounds, I noticed her slight shiver, caused by the soft breeze. Although it was warm and calm, standing at the top of the tower, the breeze was often cold, adding to the atmosphere.
As she shivered I moved to stand behind her. Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around her; protecting her from the wind and keeping her warm. She didn't move at all. I went to let her go and she turned to face me.
Rose buried her beautiful face into my chest, and wrapped her arms around my waist. Her soft, red hair danced in the wind; it was elegant like a ballerina, yet viscous like fire. I slowly reached for her hand.
As my fingers traced the back of her hand, she unclenched her fists and allowed our fingers to tangle and entwine. I nodded my head towards the stairs, and we walked back to the common room in silence. Despite the short distance, I walked her to her bedroom door.
I leant down to her level and whispered in her ear, reluctant to break the peace.
"Good night Rosie, Sweet dreams." She smiled softly and stood on her tiptoes,
"Sweet dreams, Scorpious. Good night." as she moved back from my ear she place a quick, but soft kiss on my cheek.
I watched in admiration as she walked into her room and closed the door behind her. Still in shock, I went to bed, still thinking of her.