Song Listened To While Writing:
I Know You Know - PRODUCE 101 S2

"I really don't understand why you had to invite her to sit here though." Al was sitting beside Melisandre today, for a specific reason.

Melisandre was biting her lips and glaring at her plate of food when Al nudged her in the ribs.

"It's not like I told her to come sit right in front of us." Melisandre hissed back.

Things had no turned out the way she thought it would be.

Nina Malloy had taken over the lives of Melisandre and the Potters.

James had even moved to sit with the Slytherins (*cough* beside brandon *cough*). He had said he couldn't bare watch her try to flirt with Al who kept trying to talk to Melisandre to avoid talking to Nina.

"But she has been here for bloody two weeks! I can't even swallow my food anymore." Al made a sour face and suddenly stood up from the table, his body hitting the chair and table making them move.

"Nina Malloy, you should probably sit far away from me because honestly, I didn't want it to come this way, but you're way too much right now. I have no words for how improper you manners are, inviting yourself into others conversation, inviting yourself into others seats. Rose and James had to move to sit with the Slytherins because of you." Al was breathing heavily as he said his piece. He then proceeded to stomp away.

Melisandre, still biting her lip, looked from Al's disappearing figure to Nina's shaking figure and got up from her seat.

She didn't know what to do, who to comfort or say sorry to. But her heart had told her to run after the person she actually cared about.

She stood up and said sorry to Nina quietly before running after Albus Severus Potter.

Everyone was watching as she disappeared behind the large wooden doors.

"I really wish they'd confess their real feelings this time." Rose sighed as she watched them disappear.

"What do you mean?" Scorpius asked, his mouth filled with chicken. Rose stared at Scorpius and smacked him in the head.

"They obviously have feelings for each other."

Scorpius snorted.

"What? You're kidding right? That was ages ago."

"That doesn't mean they don't still have feelings for each other, you idiot." Rose sighed.

Scorpius rolled his eyes.

"There's no way Melisandre would like Al back after he broke her heart though." Scorpius shrugged.

"Who knows." James, who had been silently listening, said before shoving a spoonful of potatoes into his mouth, making Brandon chuckle.

"Al! Al, wait!" Melisandre had chased Al all the way down to the library. She had been calling Al's name over and over again, him not replying or responding at all.

"Potter! Listen to me!" She shouted right as Al was about to open the library doors.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" He replied coldly, making Melisandre flinch.

"I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't think-"

"No, you didn't think. You really don't, do you?" He was walking towards her.

"I said I'm sorry. I truly am!" Melisandre retorted, suddenly angry.

Al clicked his tongue and laughed.

"You've got to be kidding me right?"

"Kidding? You think I'd say sorry to someone I've despised all these years that easily?"

Al stayed silent. He was staring at her.

"What? Cat bit your tongue?" Melisandre snorted, staring up at the taller figure whose face was so close to hers, yet she stood her ground.

"You really can't tell, can you?"

"What? That you hate me as much as I hate you?"

"You're so stupid."

"Wow, thanks Potter. And here I thought we could actually be friends."

"I like you."

"Thanks, I really appreciate you trying to act and be like your hero Leonardo Deep Carp Tro or whatever his name is. Don't try to lie in my face."

"No. You don't get it. I like you, I like LIKE you." Al closed his eyes and sighed.

Melisandre's eyebrows raised.

"Funny joke, Potter." She was pretty sure, almost sure that he was lying.

"You think I'm joking?"

"Your life is a joke. What do you expect?" Melisandre scoffed.

"Fine. You know what, fine. I'll prove it to you. Watch me, Melisandre." Al smirked and turned away, walking into the library.

Melisandre glared at the library doors. She wasn't sure whether to be angry or skeptical. Maybe she was both. How dare he lie. Or is this part of his plan to make her hate him even more.

And she had hoped they could be friends.