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Chapter 1: Actor
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twitchy_little: "Do you have a calming draught? Why? Because you're making me nervous."
Glee: "I'm a stud, dude. Even if I wear a dress to school, they still think it's cool."
"Mate, are you sure you want to do this?"
Scorpius gave his best friend, Albus Potter, a withering glare. "Well, I can't back out of this now, can I?"
Al grinned at his friend's predicament as he lazily sprawled on his bed. He had dared Scorpius to hit on his favorite red-haired cousin, Rose Weasley, so he could get back at her for not letting him copy her Potions notes this entire week. She had claimed that it was now time to start doing his own work, which he just could not fathom on how to do. Scorpius, being the wonderful friend he was, could never turn down a dare, and thus he was in this state.
"I'm sure you'll do a great job," Al told Scorpius encouragingly. "You're a great actor. I don't know how you do it."
His voice dripping with sarcasm, Scorpius replied, "Only you would think that. You can't tell a hippogriff from a flobberworm."
"Not if someone told me which was which!" Albus retaliated cheekily.
Scorpius sighed as he adjusted his tie in front of the mirror. "You ready for the show, princess?"
"Ready as I'll ever be!" Albus delightedly exclaimed. He couldn't wait to see his cousin's reaction to this show.
They trooped out of the dungeons bravely to face the beast of Gryffindor in silence. Al couldn't help but make fun of Scorpius for having to do this and asked mischievously, "Aren't you nervous at all?"
Scorpius, who had been fiddling with the sleeve of his shirt, didn't even look at Al as he replied, "Can you stop? I'm trying to concentrate."
"Oho! Trying to concentrate on how to hit on my cousin, are you?" Al cried out accusingly, pointing a finger at Scorpius.
"You're the one who dared me to do it, you nutter."
"Right," Al agreed, not the least bit abashed. "But seriously, aren't you nervous? You're going to make a fool of yourself again!"
Scorpius stopped walking and graced Al with a disdainful look. "I'm a stud, dude. Even if I wear a dress to school, they still think it's cool."
Deeply impressed by Scorpius's response, Al went into a respectful silence for him just so he could concentrate on his task the whole rest of the journey to the lion's den.
When they finally reached the entrance to the Gryffindor Tower, Albus bribed a young first year milling around outside the portrait of the Fat Lady with a pumpkin pasty to go and fetch his wonderfully patient cousin.
"They always go for the candy," Albus commented fondly as he watched the first year's retreating back.
Scorpius shook his head in wonder. "How can you even think that way? I thought you were a nice, thoughtful bloke when I met you."
"I'm just so full of surprises," said Albus, smirking as he saw the portrait hole open and Scorpius's doom approach. "Good luck, mate." He stepped back into the shadows so he could watch the show, unwrapping a Chocolate Frog as he did so.
Rose, who was brushing hair out of her eyes, peered around Scorpius and frowned. "Where's Al?"
Scorpius, who had been in deep thought before, suddenly changed his whole demeanor. It was as if someone had called out, "Action!" and that made all the difference. There seemed to be a whole new light around him, a light that was much more confident. It was very different from the boyish look about him before.
Rose took a step backward from him, bewildered by the change.
"I'm afraid I can't answer that," Scorpius replied, his voice sultry and deeper than before.
"Come off it, Malfoy," Rose said snobbily, trying to save face as she started to turn away. "I knew this was just a trick of yours. I'm not going to bother wasting my time with you."
Scorpius grabbed her arm and whispered, with a voice full of so much passion, so much feeling, "Don't go."
Al couldn't believe Scorpius could possibly put so much emotion into two little words, and silently cheered him on. There might as well have been loud, climatic music at that moment because of all the tension crackling in the air. As Albus quietly unwound a Chocolate Frog to munch on, he shifted forward to the edge of his seat to get a better view of Scorpius's performance.
"Get your hands off me, Malfoy," Rose ordered, her voice shaking a bit as she steadily lost her cool. "I don't know what you're playing at, but -- "
"Rose." Her name echoed down the corridor, even though it was said softly. Her shoulders relaxed, and Scorpius went in for the kill. "I think...I think I might need something from you."
"What is it?" Rose's tone reflected his, a sudden contrast from her brash one from before.
"Do you..." Scorpius's voice trailed off a bit, his grip tightening on Rose's arm. This initiated a sudden increase in short breaths from Rose, who couldn't take her pooling brown eyes off his endlessly deep gray ones.
Albus thought triumphantly, He's got her now...
Scorpius inhaled Rose's scent deeply to prepare himself. "Do you have a calming draught?"
Rose opened her mouth to reply, but he quickly put a finger over her mouth. "Why? Because you're making me nervous."
And just like that, the hazy, mesmerizing spell was broken.
"Are you kidding me, Malfoy?" Rose yelled indignantly, her hair flying in a whirlwind as she jabbed a finger in Scorpius's chest. "You go through all this trouble, just for a cheesy pick up line?"
"Uh..." Scorpius frantically looked around for Albus to back him up, but he didn't need to. Albus, coughing and wheezing, limped out of the shadows. A huge grin dominated his features, and he could barely breathe for laughing.
"Rose...you completely fell for it. I can't believe it," Albus bent over and collapsed on the floor, still laughing.
"YOU!" Rose stomped over to where Albus's form lay on the ground, still shaking from laughter. "You put him up to this? How could you?"
"You--" Albus panted heavily, sat up, and tried to hold in his laughter. "You didn't let me copy your Potions homework for an entire week, Rosie! Do you know how much pain I went through? This was only fair!"
"Only fair?" shrieked Rose, whipping out her wand. "I'll show you what's only fair!"
"Rose," Scorpius reached out to hesitantly touch her shoulder in reassurance. "I think you should probably put down your wand."
She snatched his tie and spun him around to face her, eyes blazing angrily. "Well, you know what I think? I think you should stay out of this, Malfoy."
"I did do a pretty good job, though, didn't I?" Scorpius mused, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm a pretty good actor," Scorpius said, beaming at her stricken face.
To his surprise, she let out an exhilarating sound, a laugh. Now it was Scorpius's turn to be stricken.
"I suppose you are," Rose agreed. "I suppose you are."
"Really?" Scorpius's eyes lit up at her approval.
Rose began to nod, but a smile stretched across her face, and more laughs came from her vibrating throat. "No way! But see, I can act too, can't I?"
Rolling his eyes, Scorpius reluctantly agreed. "Yes. You're almost as good as me."
A/N: So..love it, hate it, kinda like it? Give me your opinion! And this was possibly the most fluffy story I have ever written. Bleurgh. So sorry if I made you barf...but hopefully I got a laugh out of you! Please review!
Clue 17: You're so little, I could pick you up any time!"