"If I loved you, then why would I talk to you as though you were rubbish under my shoe?" she quipped, glaring at him. Scorpius smirked and shook his blond head. "Besides. Even if I did love you, and I never said that I did, I couldn't do anything about it because my Dad would kick me out of the house." The smile dropped from his face and he scrunched his white eyebrows together. "I dont-"
"No. It's okay. I get it. Our parents hate each other and so we're supposed to hate each other too," Scorpius said, his voice betraying his feelings. Rose bit her lip and reached a long finger towards his hand.
"But don't worry. There's no chance that we'll ever like each other. Right?" Scorpius laughed and shook his head, the smile not reaching his eyes. "Hey, what do you want to hear that will make this better?"
Scorpius shook his head, obviously not wanting to hear a thing. Rose bit her lip, trying not to say what she really felt. She wasn't supposed to like him, but ever since the train she had been feeling something that she couldn't quite describe. And if Al knew, well, then her life was over because her parents would know and then her Dad would kick her out of the house and . . . "Scorpius!" she called, oh God, what the hell was coming out of her mouth! "I want to tell you something."
"Yeah?" His voice was hopeful and his gray eyes were bright. "What is it?" Rose just ducked her eyes down, but stood still. "Rose? What's wrong?"
"It's more than just something that's wrong, it's almost like life or death in my house," Rose explained, twisting her fingers together. "If I admit three little words, then I could be kicked out of my house and that would be really bad. I mean, where would I go? I would have nowhere to live! Except for the Potters. But that's only a slight possibility!" Scorpius smirked, but didn't say anything. "But I guess what I really want to say is-"
And without another word, Scorpius put his lips on top of Rose's and started to kiss her. She resisted, mumbling something about her father not approving, but she finally gave in. They moved their lips together, tongues jarring each other and small smiles starting to form. They pulled away from each other finally and started to giggle at the butterflies that were fluttering in their stomachs. Rose touched her red lips, her cheeks flushed and a full smile on her lips. "How was that, Rose? Going to tell your Dad about that?" Scorpius laughed, smoothing down her hair.
"No," she said indignantly, crossing her arms over her chest. "But I guess what I was going to say earlier is that I really do like you. I just couldn't let anyone else know because then Dad would be mad and I'm his only daughter and this-I don't know why I'm even telling you this." She ducked her head down, her straight red hair covering her flaming cheeks.
"I do," Scorpius muttered, pulling her chin up. "Because you were scared." Rose smiled and pulled her face up, kissing him on the lips.
"This can't be," she whispered in his ear. "I want it to, but it just can't." The smile lighting up Scorpius's face melted off, replaced by a deep frown that scared Rose. "I can't deal with my father hating me and you really should be more careful with the girls you date."
"If I was careful then I wouldn't be here with you," he smiled, drawing her close.
"I'm sorry. I just can't," she whispered, kissing him lightly and running away. Scorpius watched her slim body run away from him and couldn't help but think that this was how it was always going to be. Rose running away, but a part of him holding tightly to the girl he had first loved.
And that is how my story ends. It is not a happy story, but it is not a sad story. It may not be what you expected, it may not be very good, but it is my story. I am Rose and Scorpius was mine. I loved him with all my heart, but we could not be together. I hope you understand that. He couldn't risk it and I couldn't bear to let go of my father. It was lose-lose, but that was how it was supposed to be.