pairing: scorpius/dominique
prompt: pink
She's older than him, and she walks around with her longlong blonde hair and her longlong legs and darkdarkblue eyes. And she's the perfect height to hide her face in his neck when she's embarassed. He loves how she clenches her fists like she's going to punch him and he knows she'll really do it.
And he'd be lying if he said he wasn't wildly attracted to her.
But it's also so fun to belittle.
What can he say, belittling is one of his few pleasures.
"Weasely; what is wrong with your face?" he asks her loftily one day from the table next to hers in the great hall. When she turns and her ravenclaw tie is the same color as her eyes he almost forgets to breathe.
Already, she's red in the face, and he knows about the mishap in potions, but he just can't get enough of her red face and fiercefierce eyes and the looks her many cousin's shoot him. The blotchy patches blend in her face is so red.
"At least I have a potions mishap to blame my face on, what's your excuse?" She fires back, raising a perfect eyebrow as her perfect rosebud mouth snarls. Anyone else would think they hated eachother; but it was all a game of sexual tension and well placed insults.
"Excuse? Who needs an excuse to be this good looking? And besides, judging by the amount of time you stare at me when you think I'm not looking, I was under the impression you liked my face."
He raises an eyebrow, and decides that he likes the way her entire face goes pink whe she blushes.