So, hi everyone; I hope I haven't lost all my readers but to make up for the huge gap with this chapter I made it a very special one or at least I tried to. I have camp tomorrow till Friday 20th, so I probably won't be updating again this week. I hope you enjoy my chapter! Scorpius and Lilly forever! Ps. We have skipped ahead to their date.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
"One, two – three!" I hear Scorpius shout as I jump on my broom and feel the gust of wind touch my skin; I smile as I see Scorpius staring at me from behind, just the many one great things about playing as a seeker- or at least wanting to be one; they have great speed. It is really hard to look away from Scorpius' eyes, I feel myself blushing each time; which is really silly- we have been dating for ages. His blonde locks that fall above his grey eyes makes my insides twist with anxiety every time I spot him in a crowd. Hovering in the air on a broomstick still feels like magic every time you practice; no matter how long you do it for; it sounds dumb- but that's how I feel every time I see Scorp.
"What are you staring at?" He mocks me, but he grins- instantly showing that he's kidding, I roll my eyes at him and try to turn away; which is really hard- but I finally manage to. "Nothing." I finally manage to say, he stares at me weirdly from the corner of his eye, as if he's trying to figure me out. Ever since ignoring me for those years, he's been very protective and talking to me nearly every minute of the day. Try-outs for the Quidditch school team are coming up soon and I am so going to try out.
"Hey, Scorpius- I don't think I ever asked, this is really embarrassing- but are you on the school team?" I finally get the courage to answer him and he starts laughing momentarily. "If you mean Quidditch, yes- I got in last year. I am still surprised they are holding try-outs again; but lucky the first probably lucky the second time?" He says, I blush- I remember going to every game last year; how I never spotted him is a wonder.
"What position?" I ask him curiously, I personally thought he would be more into muggle studies, but then again- that's just my opinion.
"The position that protects' the seeker." He says jokingly, but something in his eyes tells me he isn't kidding; which confuses me a lot. "Really?" I reply with a over enthusiastic voice. For once he doesn't make a smart comment back, our brooms hover closer higher in the air. He puts his arm around my waist, and I try not to freak out- this isn't the right place to kiss- but hey, who would reject a kiss from him?
I push myself just that little bit more and reach out my hand and ruffle Scorpius' hair, he looks surprised- but he doesn't comment, instead he leans forward and our noses touch; causing the both of us looking in each other's eyes; I wait there hesitantly. Before I was just about to take lead, but he eventually locks his lips with mine, pressing every ounce of space between us away; with every touch of his hands playing with my hair makes my heart beat really fast and I nearly couldn't breathe if it wasn't for his eyes. I daringly put my arms around his neck, but he still firmly puts his hands around my waist; his kisses get more intense until I finally pull away blushing.
"What's wrong?" Scorpius asks me, in fact- he looks a little hurt. "Sorry- I can't, it's too much for me to handle at once." I try to explain, I've always been comfortable around him until now; it's a strange feeling.
"Well, if you want- we could go steady. What interests me, is if you may answer my question- what can't you handle at once?" He asks seriously, I can't tell him it's him; his grey stunning eyes and beautiful blonde hair, and his wonderful personality- but what else can I say? "I- I, like you." I breathe out sounding silly, of course he already knows this, otherwise we wouldn't be dating.
"Well, um- I like you to. I don't understand though." Scorpius asks smiling, even his eyes look like they will understand my heart. "Look- It- it's not that easy to say." I reply. "That's okay, words are hard for everyone." He replies with encouragingly, I hold my breath.
"I think- I think I love you." I eventually reply, my face feels so red it might burn to a crisp. I didn't mean to say that, I haven't even worked it out for myself. I can't look at him; I can't even look up. I don't hear a reply from him so I zoom off to the dorms; I hear him calling behind me but I rush into the Slytherin common room and ignore all the stares I receive and run to my dorm. Where I jump on m bed and put my head on the pillow, facing downwards so I can imagine everything doesn't exist. How could I have said that to the boy I can hardly look at- it makes no sense; but in a way- it does.
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