Who: Rose & Steve What: Possibly their first "date" Where: Random!Restaurant When: Thursday evening Rating: Low!
Ever since Steve had found out about Kevin, he'd been feeling knots in his stomach. When he caught Rose looking out the window at nothing, when he saw her smile at seemingly nothing, or when she went for walks alone, Steve was sure she was thinking about him. He hated the fact that he was in a jealous rage, but there was little he could do. Steve had no idea why Kevin was getting under his skin it wasn't like he didn't have any exes. He hadn't expected Rose to be completely novice, either. There was just something not on about Kevin. Something that had rubbed Steve the wrong way. Perhaps it was what he felt was evidence of still-there feelings, or maybe it was Morag's concerns. He had just left a bad taste in Steve's mouth, and he couldn't get it out of his head.
However, worrying about Kevin was promoting change in Steve. He realized that just ignoring Rose for the most part wasn't working. They liked each other decently enough, but they didn't like each other. Not in that way. Not in the way they needed to. From what he did know of Rose, Steve liked her. So he'd asked her on a date. At 6:30, Steve was waiting in the hallway, wearing nicer clothes than usual. Not the ones that he'd worn to the Malfoy's, but nicer than the ones he wore around everyday. Steve was fidgeting and more nervous than he'd ever been.