Same story, same scene. You just have the liberty of reading if from Lorcan's eyes.

& many thanks to OliveTreeHugger for the idea.

Girls might have it bad, but boys have it so much worse. Because if there's one thing that every boy fears, it's the love of their life saying one simple word – no. Granted, some boys never get around to asking, but some... some of them did. Lorcan is one of these boys – the ones that actually have the guts to do something about his small, but very dominant, feelings. Honestly though? He never thought she'd say no.

He can feel her eyes on him wherever he goes, and well, just for the hell of it, he plays along. Plus, he loves seeing her reaction. He admits that he tends to flaunt just that wee bit more when he's with other girls, because really, Rosie looks rather stunning in green, don't you think?

She returns the favour, of course. Whenever he sees her with that damn Scorpius Malfoy, she twirls those delicious red locks, and flutters her eyelashes, and when she sees him watching, she turns, smiling slightly. And the worst part is that after all of this... she winks. There are some times when he can feel his heart breaking, but because there's another pretty girl clinging to his arm, he simply shrugs back, forcing a grin onto his face. Though, he's almost sure that it never comes out as a smile.

It's when he hears Lysander talking about Hogwarts' latest couple that Lorcan finally snaps. Rose and Scorpius? Sweet, dear, lovely Rosie... with Malfoy? It's an insult, if nothing else. Still, rumours can be wrong, can't they? So with just a little strand of hope, Lorcan saunters up to Rose, the whistling of the trains giving him a perfect cover.

"Ah, dear Rosie," Lorcan speaks up when he is only a few feet from her, his eyes lighting up with mischief as she jumps in surprise. He steps forward, testing the waters. "Going out with Scorpius, aren't you?"

He doesn't really want to ask, and is almost petrified by the mere thought that her reply might be... Lorcan! Don't think like that! Still, his breath catches in his chest as he realizes that she's refusing to meet his eyes.

"... not dating him," Rose finishes.

Sadly enough, he grins inwardly as he hears this. Maybe there was a chance for them, after all. Still, he can't resist another jab. "Never did do what's expected of you."

"I suppose," her reply is short and blunt, and just maybe – just maybe – he thinks he's gone too far. He knows everything that's expected of Rose, and he's there, watching, as she fails to meet the expectations each and every time. Of course, she's never failed like this before. Honestly. How could Rose Weasley, the girl that everyone knows is going to end up with Scorpius Malfoy, fall for someone like him? It goes against everything Lorcan's ever known. And he loves it.

After voicing his thoughts out loud, Rose finally manages to summon up the courage she inherited from her parents. "I'm not falling for you, Lorcan."

She bits her lip, and suddenly all the willpower that he had once possessed, rushes out of him. He knows she's lying, but dare he push her further? She's upset – he can tell by the tears shining in her eyes when she finally manages to met his gaze. He hears her gasp slightly as he leans in, brushing his mouth ever so gently against her ear.

"Lie all you want, but I know. I've always known." The words come out slightly harsher than intended, but they still have the desired effect.

Rose clamps her eyes closed, and shakes her head, her shoulders shuddering from the effort to keep her tears in. Her efforts are in vain, and as soon as the first tear slips down her cheek, Lorcan knows that this time, he's gone too far. If he was being honest with himself, he'd let her go. Because, in all honesty, Scorpius isn't really a bad guy – quite the contrary, actually. In fact, Scorpius would probably be a hell of a lot better for Rosie than he would be. She'd be happy with him, and he'd be happy with her. Lorcan opens his mouth, ready to apologize, and wanting with all his heart that she'll run into his arms, and that he'll be the one that wipes away her tear - wishful thinking.

"Go away... Go away!"

"Come on, Rosie," he pleads. "We could make a new story. You could have your own happily ever after."

She doesn't budge, and instead she hisses, "No, Lorcan! I'm not meant to be with you."

"Who cares? Breakaway, Rose. You know we'll end up together." He waits for a few moments, clenching his teeth and anxiously waiting for her reply.

"I'll end up with Scorpius. It's practically written."

"Burn the damn book."

She's silent for a few seconds, before speaking up. "Go away, Lorcan."

And because he's given her everything he's got, and because that maybe – just maybe – if he leaves her alone, she'll come back to him. It's happened before, and he just hopes that it'll happen again, because if she denies it, he just knows that she loves him. So with a final glance in her direction, he walks away.

He never hears her admit how much she really wants him to stay.