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Chapter 5: The spell and its breaking

Fact #5: Rose Weasley was quite accomplished in retaining her composure

"Accio!" Rose cried futilely, but the feather before her refused to even stir.

This had been happening for the past two hours.

Rose would try continuously to get the spell right, and the object before her, regardless of it being a feather, a glass, a pie, or even a person, would refuse to co-operate.

She was frustrated enough to blow up the entire common room and was steadily wishing the most painful death on the cause for her aggravation, when the said cause approached her, with an unsuspecting smile on his face.

"What are you doing Rose?"

"Go away"

Scorpius looked at her as if she had told him to go jump off the Astronomy tower.

"What happened?"

"Go. Away. Now"

"Rose…"

"I told you to get the hell lost, Malfoy! Are you deaf? Or do you not understand an instruction as simple as that? It means you stay away from me and avoid me like the plague!"

She panted as she finished with her tirade, and only then did Scorpius notice the book open beside her and the spell on its pages. Unaffected, he stated,

"You're having trouble with the summoning charm"

"Yes, and all because you were too much of a snob to attend classes like every one else and too scheming a bastard to go alone"

"I suppose I could be held responsible but, I don't think such harsh language is warranted?"

Rose refrained from replying, realizing that she'd only loose her control further if she did.

Instead, she restricted her reaction to turning away from him and sitting back down on the couch, trying to concentrate.

She had expected him to leave the place, but, to her astonishment, he sat beside her and took her notes, looking at it, and the book before him, in succession.

"Try the spell once" he said finally, and observed her wand movements closely, making her nervous.

The result wasn't different this time and Rose sighed in disappointment, as if she had expected some thing else.

"I know what you're doing wrong"

"What? The object is too near?"

"It's too far"

"What?"

"This is the first time you are trying this spell, right?"

She nodded, she couldn't admit to him that she had been trying to get this charm right from her third year, could she?

"You are trying to summon the object from too far. Now," he said as he took the feather and placed it a few feet in front of her.

"Accio!" she yelled and screamed as the feather zoomed at her and tried to poke her in the eye.

"Yay! I did it!" she squealed as she jumped up from the couch.

Scorpius stood up to, and seeing her overjoyed expression, couldn't help the beam that sprung up on his face too.

She turned around, and hugged him, shocking the wits out of him, and it was a few seconds before her hugged her back.

They remained that way for a few minutes and sprang apart suddenly, as if they had just been electrocuted.

"Uh…" was the intelligent explanation Rose had to her actions and Scorpius was no better.

"Rose, I…"

She looked up from the floor and, finding his face closer than she had anticipated, her eyes rounded, whether from hope or alarm, none could be very sure.

And what she had anticipated did happen.

Rose closed her eyes as Scorpius leaned in closer, and his lips grazed hers, and, right on time, the fire works exploded.

A few minutes, or a few hours, she wasn't sure, later, she pulled away, and looked into his eyes, which were, as she knew hers would be, stormy and glazed.

And that was when every thing went horribly wrong.

He pushed her away suddenly, and Rose caught the arm rest of the couch behind her before she could fall.

"I'm sorry, Rose. I shouldn't have done that. Let's just forget this ever happened"

"Okay" Rose was only too eager, unwilling to accept that she had felt any thing in the kiss.

"You won't tell this to any one else, will you? I don't want people to think that there's any thing more between us than a casual acquaintance"

"You are ashamed of it, aren't you?"

Scorpius daren't answer; for fear that he'd tell her that he was indeed, ashamed, of the depth of his own emotions towards her, and not what she was saying.

"Don't worry, Malfoy. I won't divulge your secret to any body; you can be assured that your reputation won't be blemished"

Seeing that he didn't reply any more, she left the place, leaving Scorpius to ponder, and torment himself with his own foolish, unguarded actions.

Rose wasn't much better in shape, but, as she had promised her self she wouldn't, she shed not a tear drop.

And that worsened the pain that she felt, to the point that she felt like going down and screaming at him, for confusing her so.

But, some good had come of the mishap.

Rose was now, clearly and painfully, aware of her feelings towards him and their extent.

She couldn't ignore that quiver in her heart any longer. The flicker of excitement his presence gave her, the flutter in her heart whenever he spoke to her, the ease which she had felt in hugging him, the flurry of emotions she had felt when they had kissed…

She stopped her self from re-thinking of the incident, hoping that the state of agitation her heart was in would soon settle.

And they did, after a few hours of complete isolation from the environment, but, she couldn't remain in seclusion for ever.

For, though she was in no position to mingle with people normally, she managed, her pride leading the way and her esteem and dignity pushing her.

And she found a better way to save her self from the strain of acting, avoiding the general mob of people, of whom she was acquainted with a painfully large portion.

The Rose Weasley who was at the pinnacle of tranquility and poise, was reduced to avoiding the very people who had looked up to her.

Even her previous break up hadn't been as successful, as a simple kiss, in making her ignore even her friends.

And all because of Scorpius Malfoy.

As usual.

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