So I recently posted a Rose/Scorpius oneshot, and it went down pretty well- now I'm back with another Rose/Scorpius centred fic! Hope you guys enjoy!
Roses POV
"Come on Gryffindor!" my cousin, Lily yells beside me. She's just a little bit too into Quidditch, even though she can hardly stay on her broom for more than a minute at the moment. But she's only a first year, and the whole family's trying to help her get better. Her long, fiery red hair frames her pale face and covers her piercing green eyes. With one hand, she sweeps her locks from her eyes, giving the illusion of fire around her head.
I turn my attention back to the game. We're watching the Quidditch final- Gryffindor vs Slytherin. It's been a close game, and on the 75th minute, it's 110-90 to Slytherin. It's James', Roxy's, Fred's, and Dom's last year, and they're all on the pitch, James and Fred as beaters, Roxy and Dom as chasers, and they're out to win. Dom's scored 6 out of the 9 goals and Roxy's scored 2- that's to be expected, as when she ends school, Dom's going to play for Puddlemere United. You should've seen the look on Lily's face. James is also going to play there, so most of the family is beaming with pride every time they see the pair.
Although I love Quidditch and some of my family's on the pitch, my eyes are only focussed on one player- Scorpius Malfoy.
He's played seeker for Gryffindor ever since 3rd year and is, in my eyes, undoubtedly the fittest guy on the pitch- but bear in mind, a lot of the are my family. With a mass of blonde hair cut short and not nearly as bleached as his father's, bright blue eyes, and a suspected 6-pack, he's super hot in my world.
He glances over at me and smiles. My stomach flips and I can't help but smile back.
Before I know it, he's off. He's twisting and turning, looping and diving, chasing what I can only see as a wisp of gold. Scorpius is gaining, but so is the other seeker. With an outstretched arm, his fingers grasp the snitch and he holds it up above his head in celebration.
Gryffindor have won! 240-110! Lily and I jump up and down, celebrating loudly.
As Scorpius' feet touch the ground, he is bombarded by hugs from his team mates. Lily and I make our way down through the stands to go celebrate with our family.
But as soon as my feet touch the pitch, Scorpius' lips are pressed to mine.
His kisses are soft and passionate; he encircles my waist with his hands, pulling me closer, my hands over his shoulders and loosely entwined in his hair. And I can tell people are staring, but for once, I don't care.
I don't care. Because in that moment, all I care about is Scorpius and I- and the fact that Gryffindor's won the Quidditch cup.
Awwr I have to admit, I'm beginning to love Rose/Scorpius! Please leave a review, telling me when you think as it would mean the world! Suggestions for one shots are always welcome!
Thanks!