Rubies & Emeralds (Scorose Fanfic)

V: First Names

Although neither Rose nor Scorpius would admit it, Lily's plan of bringing them closer together had worked marvelously. Although they never brought up the hands, they were much more outspoken with each other. They established ground rules which included only acknowledging each other's presence outside the common room. But inside the common room, it was completely normal for them to joke around and enjoy themselves. Of course, nobody, not even Charles and Lily were aware of this. And no matter what Rose said or what Scorpius said, they both knew that them being seen together as friends would be weird. Owing mostly to the generation-long feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin that not even the second Wizarding War could stop. They would also often swap homework assignments to double check. Although they often wrote almost exactly the same things it still felt nice to know that if they got a T (Troll), someone else would get a T with them. They were in the middle of each other's assignments on such a night when Scorpius said, "So, Weasley, what's your favourite subject?"

"Why are you trying to make conversation, Malfoy?"

"Because your Charms essay is beyond boring." He said, scanning over the parchment and then putting it down on the table. Rose snatched it back and handed him his essay and said, "Yours isn't exactly my ideal novel, either, Malfoy."

"If you don't like it, don't read it." Scorpius muttered, rolling up his parchment and putting it away. Rose let out a laugh and said, "In any case, my favourite subject is Transfiguration. What's yours?" 

"Potions. Or the Defence Against the Dark Arts. I can't decide." He said. She smiled at him and then began proofreading her essay.

"What's your favourite colour?" Scorpius asked, attempting at conversation again. Rose put down her essay again and said, "Can I finish proofreading this and answer?"

"You're proofreading that for the seventh time, Weasley! I'm pretty sure it's perfectly alright." Scorpius said, rolling his eyes. This was another rule between them. The fact that they would only use last names and no first names because first names felt too personal. 

"This is the first time I'm proofreading it, Malfoy. I gave it to you to proofread and you decided it was too boring so I can't count on your judgement." 

"Well can you really blame me if you're going to write so much about the amount of time it takes for a charm to wear off and all the reasons why it takes so long?" 

"Well that's what the essay was about, wasn't it?" Rose said, indignantly.

"Don't you know how to have fun, Weasley." Scorpius groaned.

"Malfoy, your idea of fun is asking me what my favourite colour is. Forgive me if we don't see eye-to-eye on the definition of fun."

"Point taken. So, speaking of favourite colour, what is your favourite colour?"

"Why don't you guess?"

"Pink." Scorpius said, without thinking.

"That is so sexist and no." Rose said, rolling her eyes.

"Blue?"

"No."

"Orange."

"No."

"Yellow."

"Yes!"

"Really?!"

"No."

"Red?"

"Finally. Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes." She said, rolling her eyes at him. He smiled at her smugly and she laughed. Then she said, "What's yours?"