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AN: well, this chapter isn't so good, and it's real short, mostly because I HAVE to put it in to continue. Trust me, it'll lead up to something much better. Hope it's not too bad,
Chapter Twelve
Everyday he came. Everyday Scorpius came to talk to her. For about ten minutes out of every visit, everything was like how it used to be. He'd make her laugh or she'd tell her a little about how she got into the whole Oxycontin thing because when she was younger, she'd broken her collar bone. It'd hurt so badly that the doctor gave her Oxycontin. She ran out of that,but her grandma had back problems and always had a bottle full of them. And she always accidently left them at Rose's house. One day in the summer before fifth year when she was really upset, she saw them in the cabinet. She remembered how they made her feel better and took a couple. She got hooked almost instantly.
Everyday he'd leave looking more miserable than the day before. He kept getting his hopes up for them being... whatever they used to be,or better. Everyday the chances got better, but they were always crushed, and he kept falling lower and lower. Everyday she would scream at him to leave and everyday it hurt a little more to see him go.
Charlotte and Katie came a lot, too. Charlotte didn't like coming because she's the one who saw Rose on the floor, close to death."You are coming to the ball, right?"
"I don't know why I should."
"It'll be good for you to go, hun." Charlotte said.
Rose was quiet for a while and closed her eyes. She opened them when she saw a flash of grey eyes. "Fine, whatever I'll go."
"Good because we already got you a costume."
"Great. Nothing too slutty, right?"
"Of course not! It's like you don't know us at all."Katie said.
They were quiet for a while, and Rose looked at the flower she was still holding. Charlotte looked Katie and she nodded. "Um, Rose, darling?"
"Yes?"
"He talks about you nonstop."
Rose sighed."I really don't care."
"Your being a stubborn little mule, Rosie! You care, we know you do!"
"I don't give a shit about him. He's dead to me."
"What do you do when he comes and sees you?" Katie asked.
"I stare at the wall and make angry, bitter comments."
"Well that's exactly what he said." Charlotte said, laughing.
"Word for word!" Katie agreed.
"That's pitiful!"
"Stop,you two!" Rose said, "He is the last thing I want to think about right now."
"But it's hard not to think about him, right?"
"Right. You can't help thinking about his hair." Katie said.
"His gorgeous blonde hair." Charlotte added.
"And his eyes!"
"Beautiful grey eyes."
"And Merlin, that body!"
"He does have a sexy body. He's one sexy piece of man, Rosie."
"Sod off." Rose said, trying to push the image of him from her mind. "Bloody great friends you two are."
"Just trying to help, love!" Charlotte said, and she and Katie walked out, waving behind them.
"Well damn miserable job you're doing!" she called after them. Madame Pompfrey stuck her head in the room.
"What did you just say?"
"Darn! I said darn!"
* * * * *
Scorpius had been on his way to see Rose when he ran into her two friends. "Hi." he said, stopping to talk to them. "How was she?"
"Miserable." Katie said, shaking her head and sighing. "But she's going to the ball."
"Oh." he said, "That's nice."
"If she goes, you're going." Charlotte said.
"What? I don't really like balls, they're too-"
"You're going. And you're going to tell her how you feel."
"What are you talking about? I don't feel anything!"
"Oh, don't give us that rubbish. Malfoy!" Katie said, and Charlotte rolled her eyes.
"It's obvious."
"Whats obvious?" he asked.
"Anyways, you're going to dance with her. But since it;s a masquerade ball, she won't know who you are."
"Lets say I do go. How am I supposed to know who she is? And she knows my voice."
"You'll know. She'll be the pretty girl in white and feathers. And you won't talk. Just use your natural charm, which will be easy since you won't be talking."
"Ladies and gentlemen, my fan club."
"So will you go?" Charlotte asked.
"No."
"Why not, Malfoy?!" Katie said.
"I don't want to look like an idiot. And she'll know it's me, she hates me, you guys. She hates me and its all my fault."
"Its not your fault, Scorpius. So many people have lied to her, and I guess it's easier just to believe them to go against them. Team Scorpius is just a little out numbered at the moment."
Scorpius bought his hand up and rubbed his eyes. "Alright, fine. I don't have a chance, but I'll try."
"And what are you going to try and do?"
"I-I don't know. I'll try and get her to forgive me, I guess."
"Is that it, Malfoy?"
"Bloody hell, Macmillan, you can annoy the shit out of a person."
"Just answer the question."
"No, I guess that's not it."
"They what else are you going to try and do?"
"I'm g-going to t-tell her that I l-lo... like her." He muttered.
"What was that?"
"I'm going to tell her I like her, okay?"
"You're going to have to say something a little better than that."
"Something tres romantique." Charlotte proposed.
"Yeah, say something like, I would fly you to the moon and back if you'll be . . . if you'll be my baby."
"I will not say that."
"Just think of something."
"Fine.
"Good." Katie said, and she and Charlotte grabbed one of his arms. "Now we have to find you a costume."
"I have plenty of dress robes in my trunk!"
"Not dress robes. We're putting you in a muggle suit."
"Great. If my father finds out I'll be dead."