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Chapter 1 : Lollipop
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It was loud, the noise was deafening, and the people were clambering about like it was their last and final hour of life. She stood out like a sore thumb, her wavy red hair blowing in the slight breeze coming from the rushing of the trains, and her pale complexion stood out in the darkness of the underground. She watched desolately at these people; how frantic their lives must be! Always rushing from one place to another, never fully appreciating what was in between. It wasn’t as if she was one to lecture them on such a thing. Her life revolved around study and responsibility, but she liked to deceive herself in believing that once in awhile, she took the time to truly appreciate life. It was probably why she had decided to venture so far away from home and come down to London for the first time. She knew she shouldn’t have even bothered coming here, but she had felt adventurous. It was all the stupid Muggle-loving talks her grandfather kept giving her and her cousins about the wonders of London. She couldn’t help, but be intrigued by the Tube. It had sounded interesting at the time, but as she stood here now, it was far from interesting. It was grimy. It was loud and the people were rude. She hated it.
Rose pulled the coat tighter around her slight frame. She stood there staring at the map in front of her with its winding lines and dots and arrows, she had no idea what it was trying to convey to her or even the meaning of any of the names of the stations.
London Paddington? Euston? What?
All she wanted to do was to apparate the hell away from here and give up on this stupid adventure she, for some reason, had an itching for. She had even refused company, even from her best friend and cousin, Albus. She wanted to prove something. She didn’t exactly know what, but maybe it was the self-satisfaction about being able to navigate herself around London on her own with no help. Or maybe, and more likely, it was a way of keeping her mind preoccupied, to keep her from thinking about the previous year.
Rose’s stomach clenched instantly at the thought of the past year. It did that far too often, but she couldn’t help the way her body reacted to the past events. To the fighting. To the laughter. To the kisses. To him. Her body had a mind of its own when it involved him. He was the reason she was in this stupid tunnel. He was the reason she was looking for an ego-boost. He was the reason she wanted to rip out her hair and become a nun.
Rose sighed, deciding she needed something to cheer her up. Reaching down into her bag, she pulled out a lollipop. Lollipops, since she was a little girl, have always made her happy no matter what was happening around her. She unwrapped the strawberry-flavoured lollipop gingerly and then popped it into her mouth. A wide childish grin instantly spread across her face and she did instantly feel better.
Straightening up her shoulders, she stared more determinedly at the map. She was going to get this and do this, because she was a Gryffindor for a reason! However, even with the lollipop, the map was still as perplexing as ever.
“Need a hand?” a voice sounded from behind her. Rose froze. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. That voice made her heart flutter and clench angrily at the same time.
“Why are you here?” she said through gritted teeth.
He chuckled. He put a hand on her waist and pulled her around to face him. Her breath hitched as she took in his dishevelled appearance. His blonde hair was sticking out in a messy ‘just got out of bed’ way and his piercing blue eyes bore a hole into her own. Rose hated him for looking so damn good.
“I knew you’d be here,” he simply said.
“So I wanted to see you, Rose,” he said and the sound of his voice saying her name made her heart flutter again.
“Why, Scorpius?” she asked again exasperatedly. “Why would you want to see me? You were the one that made it abundantly clear that you didn’t want anything to do with me.”
Scorpius sighed sadly, raking a hand through his blonde hair. “I said I didn’t know if I wanted a serious relationship, I’m seventeen, Rose. Understand that I’m not mature enough for what you’re asking of me.”
“And what is that!” Rose nearly shouted at him, but upon realising their whereabouts, kept control of her rising temper.
“You’re asking me to be that guy,” he said, his voice still one of sadness. It tugged at Rose’s heartstrings, but she wasn’t giving in that easily. “That guy that will never let you down, that you can count on and I can’t promise that.”
“I never asked anything of you,” she replied.
“You didn’t have to, love,” he continued. “I can see it in your eyes.”
“Merlin, Scorpius!” Rose exclaimed. “So if you know all this, know you can’t be that person for me then what are you doing here?”
“Just because I can’t be that guy doesn’t mean I don’t like you,” he said. He looked hurt. “If you only knew how much I really liked you. You drive me mad yet you’re the only person that can calm me down. You’re the only girl I can be myself with and yes, you deserve so much better than me and we both know it, we’re all wrong for each other. We’re one of those couples that drive each other up the wall, that hurt each other, but we’re also one of those couples that can’t stand to be away from each other, that are drawn to each other like a moth to a flame… We’re wrong yet everything about us fits.”
Rose chuckled a little, “didn’t know you were so cheesy, Scorp.”
“Shut up, Rosie,” he chuckled as well. “You’re really ruining this for me, I practiced!”
“I’m sure you have,” she giggled now, her lollipop still happily placed in her mouth.
And there it was, just like that, they were back to flirting shamelessly with each other. Everything Scorpius had said was right. They were all sorts of wrong for one another, but they couldn’t leave each other alone. They couldn’t walk away no matter hard they tried, they couldn’t move on, because they were always comparing any other person back to each other.
Scorpius stared intently at her and Rose squirmed under his gaze. He smirked knowing the effect he had on her. It wasn’t an arrogant smirk, but one that acknowledged her undeniable attraction to him just like how he was undeniably attracted to her. Scorpius knew he shouldn’t even have told her how he felt, but he had always acted on impulse. It was this impulse that led him here, that made him follow her down to this disgusting dingy place. It had always been impulse and just pure gut feeling that brings him back to Rose every time. It was that and something else he wasn’t willing to face up to just yet.
Scorpius took the lollipop out of her mouth and with his other hand, pulled her head towards him. He kissed her fiercely on the lips like it was his only source of oxygen. He could taste the strawberry on them, making the sensation of the kiss even more exciting—not that kissing Rose was ever dull. There was never a moment where the feel of her touch hadn’t made his heart palpitate faster than normal or a moment where he hadn’t yearned for more. Rose made him crazy and that was a fact.
Rose curled her hands into his soft hair, massaging the back of his head as she found herself matching his ferocity. She bit into his bottom lip out of pure frustration. She was frustrated that he was here, that he had this kind of effect on her, but moreover, she was frustrated that she was desperately in love with him. Rose had never allowed herself to ever feel vulnerable, not in front of her parents, not in front of her friends. But being with Scorpius made her feel vulnerable. He made her feel unsure about everything, her feelings, about herself… Scorpius made her crazy and that was a fact.
Scorpius finally broke the kiss and with another smirk, popped the lollipop back into her mouth.
“Just wanted to know what flavour it was,” he grinned at her. “Strawberry.”
author's note: hey guys, thanks for reading!! i love Rose and Scorpius stories, but I never have enough of a plot bunny to write more than a one-shot (maybe someday, huh?) but anyways i had this one shot in my folder for ages so decided to post it up for you lovely readers. i know it's supremely fluffy, but hey! i like fluffy sometimes... hope you like it!! let me know what you think! i love all reviews even if it's short! thanks guys! xxx
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