Silver and Emeralds (Book 1)

Chapter 3 - The Room of Requierment

SCORPIUS'S POV-

My  father had told me about the room of requirement when I was younger. He'd said that when you really needed it most it would appear. I sprinted to the area it should appear at praying that it would come. To my luck, it did.

I walked through the the doors and was shocked by what I saw. There were couches and beanbags lined around the room all facing a large fireplace. But that's not what shocked me. Curled up on one of the bean bags was a mop of fiery red hair covering the face than none other than Rose.

"Albus, Alice, whoever the bloody hell you are, go away." Sniffled Rose. "Actually it's neither Al or Albus." I replied calmly. " Go away Malfoy. You are honestly the absolute last person I want to see." She said coldly. "Well it's not like I was actually looking for you. I just came in here because it's where I come when I need to think." I replied cooly. "Whatever, just go away. I was here first." She said while finally looking up at me. I winced. Her eyes looked to be puffy and swollen from crying. She had mascara running down her cheeks and her bottom lip was quivering.

She looked beautiful. No matter what, she always looked beautiful. "Wow" I murmured  under my breath. "What, Malfoy? Just commenting on how distraught I look? Well guess what? I don't care what you think, because all you are is stuck up Slytherin that think he's better than everybody else. I'm done, Malfoy. I'm done with you and everything you stand for. Is it your lifelong mission to piss me off? Just leave me alone!" She screeched. Slowly, I was walking words her. That's when I did the unthinkable.

I kissed her.

ROSE'S POV-

I had sprinted to the ROR. I walked into the room and it was nice and cozy looking. It had a big fireplace and several bean bags and couches. Perfect place to have a good cry. I curled up on one of the biggest bean bags and let the tears fall.  I was so torn. Did I like Malfoy, or not. I mean, he was incredibly attractive, and could be very sweet. But it was all happening so fast. Just yesterday I hated him and today I don't know how I feel! I just get so lost in his beautiful silvery eyes, and his hair! Don't even get me started. The more I digested what I had been thinking the more disgusted I felt with myself. I was Rose Weasley. Not some girl who spends her life drooling over boys. But it's natural to like someone. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. Right as I started thinking more and more about Scorpius someone walked in.

"Albus, Alice, whoever the bloody hell you are, go away." I said, my voice muffled by the bean bag that my face was pressed into. It turned out to be Scorpius. I looked up at him, outraged that he had dared to come and look for me. As soon as I looked up he muttered something under his breath. All of a sudden, I felt very self conscious.

I probably looked horrible. I had no doubt that mascara was running down my cheeks and my bottom lip was quivering. Whenever I was really truly upset, my lip always quivered. It made me look like a 5 year old, but now matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't help it.

That's when I started yelling. I screamed whatever came to my mind. I let it all out. Even though I only meant about half of what I said, I kept shouting. Every time I said something particularly hurtful Scorpius would take a step closer to me. I didn't actually notice until he was only inches I front of me. I could feel his breath lingering on my skin. He smelled like mint.

Before I knew what he was doing he closed the gap that separated us from each other. I was shocked at first. I had never been kissed before. But then I realized something. I was being kissed by Scorpius Malfoy. I started kissing him back. The kiss became more and more passionate. My hands were in his hair and his were gripping tightly onto my waist.

We eventually had to come up for air. When I looked up at him he was smirking. "You know Weasley, I've been wanting to do that since the moment I met you." He said with a grin. I blushed bright red and giggled. But then I realized something. "Scorpius, what are we doing?" I asked with a frown.

He looked taken aback. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Well, one second you hate me and the next we're snogging on the couch in the room of requirement. What does that mean? And you called my mum mudblood." I said. I practically had to spit the word out. Mudblood. It just felt so vulgar. He looked pained and ran a hand through his silky hair. "I'm sorry, Rose. I never should've called you that. I didn't mean it." He said. I wanted to forgive him but what he'd said hurt.

"I know that you're sorry. But what compelled you to say it? I just don't understand. I've never done anything wrong to you and you repay me by saying that filthy word. And I'll have you know that my mother wasn't a mudblood. She's a muggleborn." I spit. The more I spoke the angrier I felt. This wasn't the first time I'd had to defend my mum. "I don't think of your mum that way. I've met her before and she was a lovely woman. I don't know what came over me. Everything in me felt on edge. My grandma died over the summer. I was pretty close with her and was with her when she died. She was really sick. I haven't really been able to talk about her death yet and seeing the Thestrals just reminded me of everything. I really am sorry." He said. Acknowledging his sincerity I decided I'd forgive him. "Ok, I believe you. And I'm very sorry for you loss." I added. "Thanks." He said awkwardly.

We stood in silence for a few minutes. "So, what now?" He asked. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm starving." I said. "Me too." He said with a laugh. Walking towards the door he slipped his hand in mine. Smooth. Almost like it was a second nature. Pushing down my excitement I smiled at him and pushed the door open. What we were I didn't know. But Merlin was I excited to find out.

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