This is Scorpius POV of Chapter 32 in the story "I Loathe You".

His sixth year had been full of ups and downs. Scorpius Malfoy had finally become close with the girl he had be in love for years. She went from being his enemy to his friend to his girlfriend to his ex-girlfriend to finally the love of his life.

Even now as he got ready for the Remembrance Ball he couldn't believe how lucky he was. Just last year he was almost dreading going to the ball with Jessamine. He would dance half heartedly, eyes always searching the room for Rose.

This year she was going to be by his side the whole evening.

It was unbelievable.

"Scorp are you almost ready?" Scorpius's best friend said as he poked his head in the door. Albus for once looked like he hadn't just come in from a hurricane. His clothes were wrinkle free and his tie was straight for once. Only his hair still stuck up out of place.

"Yep," Scorpius said turning away from the mirror. "Do I look alright? Do you think this tie will match Rose's dress? Have you got to see it yet?"

"Who are you and what have you done with Scorpius," Al chuckled, "It will match just fine."

The two boys met up with Josh who was taking Al's cousin Dom to the dance and headed up the many staircases to get to the Gryffindor tower.

"Jesus Christ, it's a good thing that they are not Ravenclaws, I don't think I'd be able to make it to the dance after all that climbing." Josh was looking winded as they turned into yet another corridor. Their dungeon was a long walk to the Gryffinndor tower.

The other boys laughed. "Come on Josh, you should be in shape, Quidditch didn't end that long ago," Scorpius elbowed him.

Luckily they had one more short flight before arriving at the common room entrance. Albus knocked loudly to the Fat Lady's dismay and the door swung up to reveal Lucy Weasley.

"Merlin you guys clean up well!" she exclaimed, stepping to the side so they could enter. "The other dates are already here, I'll go see if the girls are ready."

Indeed there was a crowd of boys at the bottom of the staircase waiting for their various dates to make their entrance. They happily chatted with the others until they heard a low whistle from Roxy's boyfriend.

Scorpius turned his head to see her.

His Rose.

He tried to memorize every bit of her so he could remember this moment for the rest of his life.

The way the navy blue dress clung to her body up until her legs where it loosened. The way that it fell just off her perfect shoulders that made Scorpius want to kiss every inch of them. The way that her red curls seem to be shining as she walked down the stairs. How her eyes were trained on his, taking in every reaction. And how those wonderful lips of hers were curved into a small smile.

She made her way to him and he didn't take one look away from her. It wouldn't be until they were walking down to the Great Hall that he would notice what the other girls were wearing. And even then he would only notice the color.

As soon as she was close enough to him he reached for her, bending close to her ear so he could whisper how beautiful she was.

Her cheeks started to get a hint of pink.

"I'm still no good in heels," she whispered back, "Don't let me fall."

Scorpius offered his arm. "Never."

The great hall was a ways down, but there were no causalities. When they finally reached the entrance and all the other couples had gone in, Scorpius took one last look as his Rose before he was going to have to share her.

"I must say, I much prefer being on your arm this year than watching you with another guy," he winked, leading her forward into the hall.

He noticed his parents standing off the side. His mother wiped away a tear from her eye as she beamed at her son. Even his dad looked proud as they walked down the stairs. It was the first year that they had accepted the invitation to attend the ball.

After what seemed like forever of various friends and family coming up to them complimenting on how beautiful Rose looked, how handsome Scorpius was, how wonderful they were together, dinner was finally called.

The pair sat at the table at the head table with Rose's family and the Potters. The solemn list of those lost was read at the table. Scorpius took in the reactions of those who were sitting near him. He was usually seated towards the back and never paid attention to the list being read. This year was going to be different.

When the name Albus Dumbledore was read, Harry Potter did a quick glance to his son.

When Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks was read, Victoire Weasley laid her head on Teddy Lupin's shoulder.

When Fred Weasley was read, George Weasley closed his eyes. Hermione grabbed her husband's hand rubbing small circles. A single tear fell onto Ginny Weasley's face

Afterwards Scorpius saw every person around him slowly recover and the chatter returning to a cheerful state.

As dinner commenced Scorpius felt for once that he was a part of something great. Growing up he had very little family. It was him and his parents and that was it. He had always felt slightly excluded because his family had not been on the right side of the war. Then Albus Potter had come along and he had felt better, but his family was still not welcome in the wizarding world.

Now Rose had turned all of that upside down. Who would of thought the Malfoys would one day be sitting at the same table as the Potters and the Weasleys.

He looked around at these people who he had grown close to over the past year. He never spoke to Sarah before Rose, now he knew that she was not only the kindest person you would ever meet but also was passionate about the things she loved. Dom, who turned out to be so much smarter than he had judged her to be. Roxy, who he always played in Quidditch but never got the chance to know would now engage in playful banter with him whenever she saw him. Perry, the most forgiving person he had ever met and was open to trying almost anything. Hugo, who was full of the most random information that always left everyone in the room in silence as they tried to figure out where the heck he learned that (Why do you know so much about the mating patterns of walruses?).

They treated him like he was a part of the family, and for someone with such a little one it meant the world to him.

Rose was happily chatting with his mother about her plan to become a healer. When Rose was finally free he reached for her arm, pulling her close so he could talk to her.

"She absolutely adores you," he told her "So does my father."

Rose looked shocked. "Really?"

Scorpius thought of what his father said to him after they had gotten home on Christmas.

"Now Rose didn't seem like the rude girl you always made her out to be for all these years," he had said.

Scorpius's ears had started to turn red. "I don't think of her that way anymore-"

"Obviously," his had father interrupted.

"She still has a pretty harsh bite," Scorpius had continued, "I'm just not at the end of it as often anymore."

"That good," his father had said, "I admire girls that can stand up for themselves. That's why I married your mother. Keeps me in place."

"Yep," Scorpius told Rose, "He said that he likes that you can hold your own. I just wish your parents liked me as much as mine like you."

Rose then took his hands into hers, interlocking their fingers. "They will like you once they get to know you. And they will have to get to know you, because I'm planning on keeping you around for awhile."

Scorpius couldn't keep the pure joy off his face. He knew that he was going to spend the rest of his life making sure he never lost her again. He leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. "Good," he said, "because I'm not planning on going anytime soon."

After dinner was cleared and some of the tables were removed, the lights dimmed and the music started and Rose grabbed his hand dragging him to the dance floor. Al and Sarah followed them there.

He grabbed her hands, twirling her around as the music blared around them. More friends joined them, dancing along to the music. Scorpius could not keep the smile from his face as he looked at Rose. Her hair was flying everywhere but she didn't seem to care. She was laughing along her friends as they made up moves to try to match the music. Happiness was radiating from her.

The first slow song came on and she danced with her father. Scorpius went to dance with his mother.

"I can't believe how handsome you are tonight," his mother said for the thousandth time, "and Rose is so beautiful."

"She most definitely is," he replied, his eyes wandering to where she was again.

"You found a good one Scorpius. Don't mess this up again," she warned.

"Never. Not after the lecture I got the last time I did."

Each slow dance Rose danced with a different family member, and Scorpius found himself doing the same. While she was dancing with Lysander, Scorpius was dancing with Lily. When she danced with Teddy, Scorpius danced with Sarah. When she danced with his father, Scorpius would have been extremely worried except that he was dancing with Rose's mother and that was honestly more intimidating.

Every time after the slow dance was done, his partner would remind him how lucky he was. Then he'd find his way back to Rose.

The final song was announced and then their song started to play. Rose's head perked up and Scorpius made his way to her.

He extended his hand as she turned around. "May I have this dance?"

She did a little mock curtsey. "Of course you may." She took his hand and he lead her out to the dance floor.

As he put his hands on her waist to pull her close, her arms wrapped around his neck. His thoughts went back to last year, when they were in the same position. Same position, the same feeling he had gotten last year when she was in his arms. The same song. Vastly different circumstances.

When he wondered this aloud, Rose replied, "Very different. I'm glad."

Scorpius gazed into her eyes, wishing that she could tell that she held his heart and every ounce of his being.

"Me too."
Her head went to his shoulder and she buried herself into his neck. He rested his chin against her head. The rushing thoughts were now gone. Only one thought ran through his head over and over again.

I'm never letting her go.

Thank you for reading the first ever bonus content of I Loathe You! Please review and if you want suggest what you want to see in future stories for bonus content! -Macey