It's the little things, like a first kiss, that should be cherished and never forgotten. -Anonymous

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If anyone had seen and asked her what she was doing at the Quidditch pitch, watching the Slytherin team practice, Rose would have told them the same thing she had told her team: spying so Gryffindor would have the advantage when they played.

She knew she was lying though, even if she wouldn't quite admit the real reason to herself. She watched carefully as Scorpius Malfoy chased the Snitch, and silently cheered as he captured it. He was really good, and anyone with two eyes knew it. Of course, the same had been said about her; she was the best Gryffindor Seeker since Harry Potter, though it didn't hurt that he practiced with her constantly.

"Hey, Rose!" Rose's head jerked away from Scorpius and towards the boy who had called her name. She smiled widely when she saw Jason Flint standing at the edge of the pitch, holding two brooms. She made her way down towards him, waving. Jason had, alongside Harry, practiced with her all summer. His dad worked at the Ministry as an Auror, just like her dad and Harry. (A/N: I'm not sure which side Marcus Flint was on, but in this he was on the light side.)

"Want to play with us, little girl?" He said, smiling wickedly at her. He was well aware that teasing her height was a sure way to get her riled up, and prepared himself accordingly.

It was a good move; she exploded. "Don't call me that, Jason!" Rose yelled, loud enough that the rest of the team noticed and turned towards the pair. In silent agreement, the team swooped down and landed, forming a rough semi-circle around Flint.

"What's going on, Flint?" Scorpius asked warily, because, even if she was short, it was still common knowledge that she was good with a wand.

"Inviting our Gryffindor classmate to practice with us," he said cheerfully, holding the broom out to her, which she took with a large smile.

"What? No, absolutely not!" Scorpius cried, even as Rose mounted the broom. "She'll run back to her Gryffindor teammates and tell all of our strategies! That's probably why she was here in the first place anyway!"

"Why are you here, anyway?" Jason asked curiously.

"Spying," Rose said cheerfully.

Jason leaned towards her and whispered quietly in her ear. "Spying on Scorp is more like it," he murmured deviously. Rose giggled and lifted into the air until she was hovering a good five feet off the ground. She thought about Jason's comment for a few moments, and then smiled softly when she realized he was completely right. She nodded at her friend and a smile broke out across his face.

Rose touched back down by the group. "So can I play?"

"Only if we can Obliviate you after words!" Scorpius said hotly.

"Okay," Rose said instantly. Her older brother, Hugo, has been practicing his memory charms on her all summer, and she had become immune to them, with the only side affect being a minor headache. Jason grinned at her; Hugo had been practicing with him to.

Scorpius blinked twice, then mounted his broom and took off into the air. She followed him to the sky with a grin.

"First one to catch the Snitch wins," Scorpius snarled at her.

"What does the winner get?"

He stared at her. "The winner gets the satisfaction of beating their biggest rival," he said, leaning forward and speeding away. Rose stayed where she was, glancing around occasionally to give the pretense that she was actually looking for the Snitch, when in reality she was watching Scorpius as he weaved back and forth searching for the golden Snitch.

It was because of her careful study of the blonde that she saw the Snitch behind his head. She moved towards him slowly, almost lazily, keeping her eyes locked on the Snitch and the boy who continued to be oblivious to the sure victory that was only inches away.

She made it over to him, shocked that the Snitch hadn't moved an inch. Rose smiled brightly at him as she maneuvered to a place where she could reach the prized golden Snitch. She snatched it out of the air with a practiced snap of her wrist.

Scorpius gaped at her with his mouth dropped down to his knees. "How long has that been there?"

Rose smiled serenely. "About five minutes," she said happily. Scorpius had almost gotten over his shock and was about to answer, when a stray Bludger knocked him from his broom. As he fell Rose went into an immediate and unthinking dive, catching him when he was mere feet from the bottom of the pitch. She lowered the unconscious boy to the ground and cradled him gently in her arms. She looked up at the team as they settled around the pair with fear etched into her pretty features.

"He'll be okay, Rosie," Jason said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. One of the players, a seventh year that was twice Scorpius' size, picked the boy up carefully and carried him gingerly towards the hospital wing. Rose and the rest of the Slytherin team trailed after them, all worried, though none more so than Rose.

"Madame Weasley!" Thom, the boy carrying Scorpius, called. The mediwitch stuck her head out of her office and gasped in surprise. She hurried Thom over to one of the beds and helped him lay the boy out before shooing all but Rose out of the infirmary.

"Mum, is he going to be okay?" Rose said, sitting down in a chair beside the boy in question.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, Rosie, he'll be fine," she assured her, waving her wand over him and muttering a few healing spells. Rose breathed easier when she saw the lines of pain in his face relax, and with a murmured, "eneverate," from Hermione, he opened his eyes.

Hermione turned and left the two teens alone, because she knew her daughter well enough to know she wanted to talk to the boy she had saved. "Do you feel okay?" Rose asked in a hushed voice.

"I do now," he said with a wry smile. Rose laughed weakly and was quiet for a moment.

"You scared me," Rose admitted, looking away from him.

"I scared myself, Rose. That's the farthest I've ever fallen," he said, reaching out and giving her hand a squeeze. Rose looked down at his hand in shock, then back up at him.

"Why are you being so nice?" she asked almost inaudibly.

"Well," he said, reaching out and twining his fingers through her titan hair, "according to our deal, you're going to forget everything I say and do, so I might as well do what I've wanted to for the last three years." Using the hand that was in her hair he pulled her towards him, kissing her softly, tenderly, bringing tears to her eyes as she thought of what would never happen between them.

Scorpius pulled away with a smile and let go of her hair. He pulled his wand out of his robes and put it to her temple, murmuring a quiet, mild memory charm. "Go back to Gryffindor Common Room, go back your friends," he said quietly.

Rose stood and moved slowly away from him, obeying his gentle command. She put a hand to her temple, rubbing away the growing headache. Sighing as she leaned up against the wall outside of the infirmary door, Rose touched a fingertip to her lips and smiled secretly, telling herself that no charm could take away the magic that had coursed through her veins at the touch of his lips.

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OMG, its Tessa James!

I had fun writing this. This could stand alone as a one shot, but if I get, oh, let's say, six reviews asking me to continue, I will!

Love ya lots,

Tessa