Damn my brain!! I can never finish anything before I start something else. I have too many ideas and thoughts and a high percentage is bull. Anyway this is a new next gen fic. I found this somewhere in the back of my head and was complied to torture you with it, so without any further a due I give thee a new tale….. Picking Flowers.

Chapter one

Roses are Red

Part one

He closed his eyes lying his head back into his pillow, refusing to get up. He could feel the warmth of his blankets stripped of him, as his personal house elf pulled the coverings off him.

He groaned and rolled over, his head pounding from last nights farewell celebrations.

"Master Scorpius, it's time to get up. The Mistress would be very displeased if she knew you weren't up yet. He groaned, kicked out in the direction of the elf. His elf, Doxey, had been at his side since birth, she moved faster then the grumpy teenager.

"Mistress has given Doxey permission to dump water on young Master Malfoy if he doesn't arise."

"I am up." grumbled Scorpius angrily. He hated that. The Mistress, the she-witch of satan more like. She was the woman his father had replaced his mother with, a woman was half his age, only a year older then Scorpius himself. She was a money grabbing whore, but that wasn't something his father, Draco liked to hear. Scorpius own mother was really no better, but at least she was a decent age, a woman of class.

Scorpius walked his way down to the kitchen, careful to make nothing a routine, taking the garden path. The plant life was blooming, flowers of many shades glowing in the early morn.

Scorpius had discovered early on in his life, someone was always following him. His father's idea of protection, Scorpius thought it was a bit over the top. He was seventeen, it wasn't like he was going to get kidnapped.

He sat down at the table cautious not to put his elbows on the table, his Grandma hated that. She was around somewhere, no doubt. Ever since Scorpius's Grandfather died, she had been staying with them. At least that was until either Draco or Scorpius annoyed her, then she disappear for a few days, but then she turn up again. She would be hear to see him off, because she at least realised Scorpius distain for the thing Draco called his wife. Stupid witch, if she thought she'd get a dime of the Malfoy fortune she was wrong. His Grandma had been the only thing stable in his life, the only person who wouldn't ditch him for something, or someone else.

Scorpius sighed looking across at his father, who was glued to his paper. He hated that, being ignored.

"I am going to see Sainty." Draco's eyes shot up.

" No you are not." Growled Draco.

" Try and stop me." Snarled Scorpius.

" Now boys, play nice. Draco let your son say good bye to his friend before he goes to catch the train." Draco grunt a sound that Scorpius took as permission, and took off out the door.

Sainty was under his car. It was a muggle one he was tampering with, why Scorpius couldn't understand, but the contraption had Sainty transfixed.

Sainty was a few years older then Scorpius, and was a well known criminal. Draco hated, Scorpius friend, he said the relationship was dragging the family name through the mud, Scorpius had just snorted responding with an insult about his new mother.

"Hey Score, man you should see what Hel's hooked me up with. The girl's a mini-goddess."

" The girl scares the living… hey Hel." She snorted rolling her eyes as she entered the room.

" Score, you are… there aren't words." She shook her head grinning. " school too huh?" He nodded hissing yes like it was painful. " ditto. Drum, here I come."

" those poor bas…" Scorpius took off running as Hel chased him playfully, cursing him. Laughing he said goodbye to his friends heading off for another painfully long year.

At the train station he was smothered by his Grandma, while his father stood back with the blonde tart, attached to his arm. He glared at Albus and James Potter as they passed, wearing the red Gryffindor robes. Both brothers were on the quidditch team and Scorpius planned to distory them this year.

He pushed his way into a Slytherin comparment. He didn't bother to look who was there, if he had he would of closed the door and kept walking, instead he was sitting with the last people he ever wanted to be stuck with. Morgan Knotts was in his year and by Merlin did he hate her. He had never been so bored in his life, she just kept going and going, on and on.

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Scorpius stared across the room. He was going to have her where it killed him. He had never notice up until now just how beautiful Rose Weasley truly was. And he wanted her for his own. She was everything he was against, a Gryffindor. But her breathing beauty was to hard to ignore. Her red lustrous red curls fell to her waist, her angelic face sat onto top of her curvy body.

He hadn't looked twice at her, until now, he hadn't needed too. It was Morgan Knotts fault, she hadn't been bad mouthing the girl all day, he never would off looked in her direction. Scorpius didn't particular like the Knott girl, he'd rather listen to a sixty's band then put up with her constant whining. He hadn't noticed it their first year but after all these years, going on to another one, he found it painful, like cats nails on a chalk board. She had an argument with the sweet flower, he could help but look at the girl who was game enough to upset someone as lethal as Knotts. The second he had laid eyes on her he wanted her.

That's how it all started, stupid Knotts and her big fat mouth. It was her fault that he now stood in the middle of the great hall being laughed at. Not to mention the milk and cornflakes running out off his hair. He growled storming out off the great hall. Rose wouldn't get away with that nor would she get away from him. He was going to make this fiery red head his, not matter the cost. He just had to figure out how.

Hey peoples! I know I said I was doing a Regulus story but I had this chapter lying around so I thought (stupidly I might add) start this up to fill time until I start the regulus one, I promise I'll do it, eventually...

Any how I would like a review, please?? I want three before I'll write the next chapter. that's right this one only continues if I get reviews because I am doing to many at once too remember what I am up too. ;)