Accidental Connections

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

  I lie down on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I just kissed a Malfoy. I shut my eyes really tight and try to tell myself that is was a dream. Of course it was a dream, because I would never kiss a Malfoy. Ever.

  But I know I did.

  There’s a knock on my door and Albus and Scorpius enter before I say anything. I open my eyes and glance over at them.

  “Go away.” I say.

  “What the bloody hell were you thinking, Rose? You can’t just kiss my best mate in front of my face! In front of your dad? I thought you hated Scorpius!” Albus sounds very angry.

  “I was making a point.” I say flatly, looking back at the ceiling.

  “Making a point?! Are you stupid?” He snaps.

  “I kissed him and I don’t have any feelings towards him, no intentions of ‘doing it’ so-to-speak. That’s my point.” I say.

  “For some reason that kinda hurts.” Malfoy jokes. Albus and I both ignore him.

  “You’re a complete idiot, Rose. I can’t belie-,” Al is interrupted.

  “ALBUS! GET YOUR FAT ARSE DOWN HERE!” It’s James voice calling him. Albus groans loudly.

  “I’ll be right back.” He glances at Scorpius and then back at me. “Don’t kiss him again.” He glares at me as he exits the room.

  I get off my bed and go over to sit on my window sill. This one window in my room is like an awkward extension to my room, just sticking out. When I was younger my dad built a sort-of seat in the area, kind of like my own little nook. I look down at my front yard and my mum and dad arguing. They’re so loud that if I cared enough to listen, I could hear what they’re saying. They keep pointing towards my window, so I can only guess.

  “Was that really the best way for you to prove your point?” I hear Malfoy ask behind me.

  “Probably not. I wanted him to be angry, though.” I admit, but I still don’t look at him.

  There’s a minute of silence.

  “Not bad.” He says and I look at him curiously. He’s smirking. “Your kiss, I mean.”

  “Tell anyone and I’ll kill you in your sleep.” I snap.

  “Why would I want people knowing that Weasel-Bee kissed me? That would ruin my entire reputation.” He says very seriously and I just glare and him before turning back to the window.

  I don’t say anything for a while as I watch my mum and dad continue to argue. They argue a lot. It used to make Hugo cry when he was little, but he’s gotten used to it now. I think that’s why I like my mom but not my dad. When Hugo cried, my mum would be the one to come tell us that everything was okay. Never my dad.

  I hear my door open as Albus returns. He begins to talk to Malfoy, but I don’t even bother to listen. Their conversation is probably of no importance. I think I hear my name come up a couple times, but I ignore it. That is, until it’s repeated over and over and I felt my shoulder being shaken.

  “What?” I snap, turning around to see Albus.

  “Did you hear anything I said?” He asks.

  “No.” I answer.

  “I said that you and Scorpius got letters and Fred was a jerk and opened them.”