Rose P.O.V
"ALBUS BLOODY POTTER!" I shrieked from beneath my cousin as he struggled to retrieve the last chocolate frog we had recently purchased from the trolly. Although we were the same age of 15 and in our 5th year, Albus overpowered me immensely in the weight and height area. Of course, for a girl, I was rather muscular and extremely fit from my role as seeker on the Gryffindor team but nothing compared to my 5'10, 170 lb. cousin, Al. We rolled around dramatically before I ripped open the package and stuffed the whole frog into my mouth with a smirk.
"Rosie!" Al's lower lip poked out far enough for him to trip over it and I giggled uncontrollably, nearly choking on the sweet treat Albus nearly stole from my grasp.
"Quite the pig, are we Weasel?" Ugh. Really? Didn't he have some whore to snog? I quickly swallowed in order to regain my confidence and wit before he hit me with another smart remark.
"Oh shut it Malfoy, as if your opinion of my eating habits phases me at all!" I shouted, probably a little louder than I should. In all honesty, he did catch me off guard. I have quite a bit of concern about my weight…after all I certainly wasn't the fashion model of our family. Malfoy knew he had hit a nerve and surprisingly, changed his direction and approached Albus about their upcoming quidditch season. That's so strange. The Scorpius I've known for the past 4 years would've continued to jab at me until I ran away in tears. But, no matter, we had about half an hour until we reached Hogsmeade and I needed to change into my robes. I bid everyone a quick goodbye as Scorpius ducked from beneath me and steered himself in the opposite direction. I paid him no mind and continued to the girl's lavatories at the front of the train.
After using the toilet, washing my hands, and changing into my school robes, I was out the door, headed in the direction of the compartment my cousin's and I were previously seated in. As I passed by the 7th or 8th compartment, I heard a sickening moaning sound. The prefect in training that I was, stopped to check it out. The shades were pulled shut but I notice a small rip in one, just large enough to peer inside. Of course, who else would it be but Scorpius 'the ferret' Malfoy and the bloody whore of Hogwarts, Fantasia Brown. The perfect couple, an asshole and a bitch, I couldn't stand either of them. I shook my head in disgust and continued walking when all of a sudden, I tripped right over someones luggage and my belongings that I had brought with me to the bathroom scattered across the floor.
"I'm terribly sorry, this is all my fault! I shouldn't have left my luggage just laying outside the compartment…"
"I completely-" I began to scorch him for his carelessness but became lost in his eyes as I looked up for a moment to long. I cleared my throat and tried to back-step into a proper greeting; "That's quite alright, we all make mistakes. My name's Rose Weasley, thank you so much for helping me gather my things…"
"It's the most I could do Rose after being the reason for their scattering across the floor," he smiled and I girlishly, and hopefully flirtatiously giggled. "My name is Johnny Sherwood, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." We stood as he was handing me his armfuls of items. He seemed to be alone in the compartment he was sitting in, so I decided to seat myself with him for the rest of the ride.
"You mind if I sit with you?" I asked politely. He nodded curtly and plopped down across from where I sat. I got slightly nervous and resisted the urge to check to see if I smelt bad seeing as how he didn't sit directly by me. "So what are your interests? School classes, quidditch, that sort of thing?"
"Well I'm quite the chaser in quidditch, I do enjoy potions and herbology at school, but as for right now, my prime interest is you." He smirked knowing the affect he was having on me as my cheeks turned a hideous shade of red.
"I'm surprised you don't have a keen interest in charms as well," I should really stop trying to be slick. Johnny laughed anyway and transferred from his perch in front of me to right beside me, rather close I might add.
"So what about you Miss Weasley? What are your favorite pass times?" He asked with what seemed like genuine curiosity.
"Well, I take after my famous Uncle Harry as Gryffindor seeker, I have a knack for my Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and at this very moment in time, I have the keenest interest in one, Johnny Sherwood." I giggled again as he leaned in slightly closer.
"Is that right? Well what can we do about that?" Johnny wasn't pushy or anything but I had this odd gut feeling he was about to kiss me. I barely knew him and he wants to kiss me?! Oh, but he's so sweet…I just…I can't. I quickly turned my head so that he caught my cheek. I turned back towards him and smiled. Gathering my thing and reaching for the door, I bid him a sweet goodbye and left.
As soon as I left, I regretted it. He was so cute and sweet! Why didn't I kiss him? Deep down, I knew no matter how bad I wanted too, I couldn't go through with it. I was the type of romantic girl that believed in love stories and fairytales. I wanted my first kiss…my first everything really…to be special and mean something. I had only just met Johnny, it just wasn't quite time. In the daze that I was in, I hadn't been quite paying attention to where I was going, and ran straight into none other than Scorpius Malfoy.
"Watch it Weasels!" I pushed him away in anger.
"It was an accident ferret! Oh, did you get bored with dear Miss Fantasia Whore-Pants?"
"Oh Weasley, were you spying on me UH-gain? My oh my, gonna have to put a leash on you…don't go getting too jealous, love."
"Jealous? I believe that is the last emotion I feel seeing you snog the faces off of imbeciles like her!"
"Ah! But you do feel it," he said with a smirk. Damn his loopholes. I felt as though steam would come bursting out of my ears if he didn't shut it and obviously, he noticed. "Oh Weasley…" he bent down next to me ear, close enough to where his lips touched my neck, "You're so sexy when you're angry." With that, he was gone, leaving me to dash in the direction of the lavatory to splash water on my face and possibly vomit. For so many years, Malfoy has done nothing but insult every detail of my habits, intelligence, humor, and especially, my looks! Now, he whispers in my ear seductively how sexy I was when made angry! I stayed put, staring into the mirror, mouth agape even as I felt the train come to a halt. A good 10 or so minutes later, I was walking past compartment after compartment, glancing ever so quickly into every one making sure all the stray first years made it off. Towards the end, I caught a glimpse of white blonde hair.
"Weasels! There you are, I've been looking all over for you! Didn't see you hop into a carriage, so I came searching!"
"Why would you care whether or not I make it off the train?"
"Oh I don't love, truly. But, I figure I could get you alone for a bit to harass you, walk you to the castle, and then arrive fashionably late to dinner where everyone, including your cousins, can come up with their own reasoning for us arriving late together. I can only imagine what they might think." He smirked his annoying, little cocky smirk and pulled me out of the corridor as I groaned and fidgeted my way out of his grasp.
"I swear Ferret, you are the absolute bane of my existence!"
"What has you in the complimentary mood Weasley? You're never this kind," I could punch him. Just then, I remembered the reason I had previously thrown up in the lavatories. I became queasy again and grabbed Scorpius's shoulder for balance. "Are you ok, Rose? You look a bit pale?" Oh my Godric, not only did he just ask me a question of general concern, but also used my first name. Before I had time to faint, he was lifting me into one of the nearby carriages that would carry us to the castle.
It was a rather silent ride with only occasional glances at each other. Scorpius sat opposite to me, picking at his fingernails looking rather nervous. He must've realized the seriousness of what just occurred between us. But, as soon as I'd noticed it, he seemed to wipe it away with his signature smirk.
We arrived at the castle and strolled towards the Great Hall where everyone continued to chomp away at the glorious meals prepared by the house elves. Scorpius bent down yet again with his lips pressed to the nape of my neck. My stomach twisted in knots as he began to whisper against my skin.
"This is where we part Weasley, it was fun. But not as fun as it could have been…if you know what I mean," with that he squeezed my bum and took off before I could turn around and smack him right across the face. I couldn't tell if I were more embarrassed or angry.
When I reached my spot of our table, I was bombarded with questions, ones of excitement that I finally had a 'boyfriend', which he most definitely was not, and questions of pure fury and protection.
"GUYS!" That shut them up, "He is not my boyfriend, we did not shag nor snog, I do not fancy him, he does not fancy me, there is a mutual hatred between us, and it was pure coincidence we arrived at the same time! Now, quit hounding me about something that is completely and utterly NOT your business!" With a huff and a puff, I loaded my plate with all of my favorites and tried to focus on my excitement for this term.
I was mere moments from sinking my teeth into a rather large piece of beef brisket when something pointy hit me right on the forehead. Sitting on my plate was a piece of parchment folded into the shape of an airplane. I looked up to see Scorpius staring straight at me with a rather seductive look in his eyes. I could only imagine what was written inside this paper plane. It read:
Dearest Rosie Weasels,
If you want it, come and get it. You know where to find me.
With all of my love, Scorp
I discreetly blushed in order to not attract attention from my family members and then looked back up at the ferret. He winked and blew a kiss in my direction. What the hell was he doing? He supposed to loathe me! As I do him…I think.
A/N: Hi everyone! This is my second story on FanFiction. I actually stopped writing my other one and plan to delete it, fix it, and repost it as a full fledge story all at one time. This one, I just liked where this one is going a lot more. Please don't be mad that I've started a new one! /:
Anyway, there you have it! Chapter 1 is up and I really like Scorpius right now. Rose is very conflicted and just trying to understand Scorp's methods before she takes actions of her own. But she's also discovered a very interesting young man on the train that has sparked a more flirtatious side of Rose! But don't worry, this will definitely be a Scorose story! I just had to throw in a little conflict :) Anyway, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! It makes me write just a little faster! :)
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