A Moment's Glance (Rose)

[Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy]

Scorpius had been looking for Rose since he arrived at Hogwarts two years ago. He had so hoped she would just magically appear one day and everything would go back to the way it had been when he left... or even better, that he would be able to tell her his feelings. By now, he had basically stopped looking. He still loved and missed Rose, but better he stop chasing what was obviously never going to happen. He had only just decided to stop looking at the beginning of his seventh year term and now he was going to the quidditch pitch to release a bit of frustration. He was still trying to perfect his flying on these older brooms and what better way to spend his day than venting out two frustrations at once. He took his broom and began flying loops around the Quiditch pitch, including flying through the hoops at the end.

Unfortunately his mind decided to torture him further with reminding him of Rose. They used to go down to the Quiditch pitch and fly and throw quaffles back and forth. He missed spending time with her so much that it hurt his chest. Scorpius cursed to himself and tried to push her from his mind. He was missing her so much that he swore he saw her curly golden red hair on a girl walking towards the pitch. He flew down a bit closer to the ground, doing a few tricks to make it look unrelated to her, and almost fell off the broom. That girl looked exactly like Rose. God, he missed her... it had to be someone else, though, she couldn't possibly have showed up so much later than he... could she? He had to be sure, he flew even closer, again disguising it with tricks, and this time actually did fall off the broom, about ten feet from her. They could have been identical twins. He tried to stand and play it off well, but his knee wouldn't support his weight and he collapsed back onto the ground.

[Rose Dora Weasley]

Rose had arrived at this school, actually not too long ago. During the summer in this time even. Needless to say she was extremely confused when she ended up near her uncle Bill's time, though Bill wasn't actually at school, only like 5 or 6 years old or something. It was fantastic, really, time travel. To view history, though she did like reading about it as well, experiencing it was extremely cool, and she bet it was for even those who weren't history buffs like her.

She wondered just how many other people had travelled back in time, like she had. Maybe she wouldn't be alone. Now that the school year had begun, Rose had met several people, but most seemed to be from this time, or at least seemed to, from her knowledge. The fact some were using aliases made it harder to discern who was travelers and who wasn't. Though, there were several people in the school she knew was from this time, like Remus Lupin, or James Potter, or Lily Evans, even Severus Snape (Uncle Harry seemed to respect him, but she didn't really like him that much from the little time she knew them, while Potter, Evans, and Lupin reminded her of people she knew, specifically, James II, Lily II and Teddy).

But being alone wouldn't be good at all. She'd get lonely, and her mind turned towards her friend, and current crush Scorpius. She remembered those days when she and Scorpius would throw the quaffle around, and how they would talk, laugh, and simply have fun together. Not that she would admit it, but she had a huge crush, since he probably wouldn't return said feelings, sure that he viewed her as a sister. And that was not the kind of crush, seeing him as a brother, no. She enjoyed spending time with him, and missed him when he wasn't around. She found herself heading towards the Quidditch Pitch, just thinking of their times playing around the field.

She entered the Pitch, seeing someone flying above, seeing her. She smiled, thinking the kid looked like Scorpius. It couldn't be, right? She couldn't be that lucky, right? She continued walking forward, laughing a bit at the flying person's tricks. However, then the flier fell down, not that far in front of her, and she ran towards him, worried about the flier. Upon reaching him, she realized it must have been Scorpius Malfoy, it just had to be. She kneeled next to him.

"Are you alright, Scorpius?" Rose asked quickly, worried, and thinking they might have to pay a visit to the Hospital Wing.

[Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy]

Scorpius was completely stunned. He had lost hope of seeing her here, in this time, and there she was, a foot away from him, asking him if he was alright. And god was she beautiful. Even more so than he remembered, and he remembered her beauty well. It had been two years since he’d last seen his best friend, two long hurtful years where he worried that she had forgotten about him, or even worse… never realized he’d left. Her hair was longer and wavier than he remembered. In the sunlight it glowed nearly golden, looking very much like an angel’s halo. And her eyes, oh they sparkled like crystals. He was completely entrapped by those eyes. They shone with worry and excitement, even having not seen her in two years he could still read those eyes.

He was so distracted by her beauty that he completely forgot that she asked him a question, “oh… uh… yea, I’m alright, my knee just can’t support my weight right now. Give it a few moments, I’ve been hurt worse from flying,” he chuckled, remembering the first time they went flying together. He hair was billowing behind her like a beautiful flame and her laughter rang out around the pitch and he flew into one of the hoops at the edge of the field, going the fastest his broom possibly could. That was the first time he had broken anything, his arm, in that particular case. “God, it’s been so long since I’ve seen you, Rose, how long have you been here?” He was so excited to see her, even though it meant she had also been pulled away from her friends and family.

[Rose Dora Weasley]

Rose was actually glad that he wasn't passed out or something like that. She did care for Scorpius, a bit more than she would admit, probably, unless Scorpius would admit to liking her more than a sister. Then maybe she would admit her little... well, large, crush on the Malfoy boy. After all, her father and his father were absolute enemies, and if they were to get married, or get together, she was sure that her dad would object, and there would be fights. But that didn't stop her from liking Scorpius. Nor did it stop her hope of him perhaps liking her back like that. Rose wasn't the smartest when it came to boys. That was probably one of the only subjects she was terrible on, and therefore could not tell Scorpius's obvious feelings. Though his look did send shivers down her spine, just looking at him, but she was sure she had misread him. That was probably it, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself.

"Yeah, sorry about that," Rose laughed remembering when he had broken his arm, just as he did, remembering how it was pretty fun... until he got hurt of course, but all in all, a good memory, "Here," Rose offered her hand to help him up, planning on getting him on the broom so he wasn't on the ground, and he wouldn't be on his knee, "Let's get you on your feet." Rose considered his question, and then she wondered just how long he had been here. It couldn't have been too long, right? "Not long, actually," Rose answered, "During the summer. How long have you been here?"

[Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy]

Scorpius was really, really glad to see her. He had been crushing on her since they first met the first day of Hogwarts. And she was different than he expected her to be. Although Harry and Draco were cool with each other, Ron and Draco still hated her. He had fully expected Ron's daughter to hate him for being Draco's son. He was so glad he had met her, she was wonderful, and beautiful and... what had he been thinking about again?

Scorpius handed her his hand, smiling a touch as he felt the usual spark that came from touching her. They worked together to pull him up and get him resting on his broom, which floated just enough off the ground to act like a chair. "Wow, so recent. No wonder I never saw you around," he chuckled slightly. "I've been here since the beginning of my fifth year, so two years." He looked at her, "I haven't seen my best friend in two years, do you know how much that sucks?" he punched her very lightly in the arm, "because it really does."