Stories by FeigningInterest

I've been dreaming about this moment. Between me and my cousin's best mate. The one I've spent the last ten years fighting, competing, and bickering with. I never knew it would be this complicated. That I would lose the ability to speak when we're alone together.

We've always been friends, Scorpius and I. But things have a way of changing.

You've got a secret... don't you, babe?

I have the sense to recognize that I don’t know how to let you go...

Maybe it's a blessing she isn't mine. If she were, just touching her would kill me.

Sweaty palms and stolen glances. Arms grazing in the hall- our eyes meeting, mine screaming. Her's saying nothing at all.

We've always been friends, Scorpius and I. Just as I've always been level-headed. But things have a way of changing.

She’s beautiful, and I take a glance around me to find that about twenty-some other men share my sentiments."

It's quite the challenge, really...

I have two choices. One bad and the other worse.

I sit up, looking at everything but him. But it doesn't matter if I don't look at him. He's playing against my senses, and I can smell her on him.

"Come on, Weasley! Lighten up, would you?"