Disclamier- I do not own Harry Potter

I really like this one-shot. I hope you do too. I will possibly write more chapters for it. I just need to know if I should from your reviews.

Bring Your Kid to Work Day

Draco Malfoy didn't understand why his son wanted to go to Bring Your Kid to Work Day. Sure it had been understandable when he was younger. Kids were curious weren't they? Scorpious was sixteen now. He was old enough for a possible internship at the Ministry. Yet he still asked to go. His wife had been the one to suggest taking Scorpious when he was eight. Scorpious seemed to have a fun time even though Draco thought his job was boring. As the next year and year after that came, Scorpious always seemed to look forward to it. Now a days, he spent a lot of the time out of the house with his friends'.

"Are you ready Scorpious?" Draco asked, knocking on the door of his son's bedroom.

"Just a minute Father."

Scorpious opened the door. He was wearing a black button down shirt, with a black tie, sports jacket, trousers, and shiny black shoes. He smiled weakly at Draco.

"Got enough black son?" Draco joked.

"Let's not forget the one making me wear this. I would have been fine with muggle clothing," Scorpious spat.

"Now, now," said Draco. "Malfoy men always need to look strapping."

"Are you ready?"

Draco turned to see his wife Astoria.

"Yes we were just leaving dear."

He kissed her on the cheek and walked out of the hall to the parlor.

"You look handsome Scorp," his Mother said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Look exactly like your Father." She hugged him. "Oh, and you smell good too."

"Thanks Mum," he smiled. His platinum blond hair was combed and his face cleanly shaved. "I must be off." He kissed her on the cheek and walked into the parlor. He saw his Father standing there.

"Ready?"

Scorpious nodded.

Draco took a handful of floo powder, stepped into the fireplace, and said, "Ministry of Magic, London, England." He threw the powder and vanished into the green flames.

Scorpious followed suit. He hated traveling by floo powder. He couldn't wait until he was able to apparate. He stepped out of the fireplace. Scorpious was standing in a huge hall. Hundreds of witches and wizards walked by. Some holding the hands of smaller children.

"Coming Scorpious?" He looked over to see his Father.

"Oh yeah, right." Scorpious took pace beside Draco. They walked into a large elevator. At least twenty people were standing in it. Paper airplanes soared overhead. The elevator started downward. Scorpious was so curious at what was inside a box the man next to him was carrying, he didn't hear the names of the floors called.

"Come on Scorpious," Draco called.

He looked up and got off.

"You really need to pay more attention," Draco scolded.

Once they got to Draco's office, Scorpious said," Do you mind if I take a look around the Ministry? I will be working here in a few years Father."

"Sure. Maybe someone will offer you an internship," replied Draco, taking off his cloak and hanging it around his chair. He pulled out his chair and sat down. He started sorting through papers. He looked up, "Be back by closing though."

"Yes Father."

Scorpious exited the office and got back on the elevator.

"Department of Magical Creatures and Regulation," said the voice overhead.

Scorpious got off the elevator and started walking down the hall and looking in office windows. On the front of the largest door he read: Hermione Weasley: House Elf Regulator. He peered in the window.

A red headed girl with curly hair, sat at the desk looking bored. Slowly, Scorpious opened the door. The girl jumped.

"Scorp, what are you doing here?"

"Setting you free. Now come on. Leave your Mum a note," he said.

She quickly wrote a note and took his hand as he lead the way back on the elevator, up to the main hall, and out of the Ministry.

"Are you crazy?" she asked in a voice of disbelief.

"Rosie we've been sneaking out of the Ministry since we were twelve."

"I know, but you know we could get caught sometime," she warned. Rose had released Scorpious' hand.

The two of them walked down to an old pub. The sign magically turned into the Leaky Cauldron. They walked in and all of the way to the back of the pub. Scorpious took out his wand and tapped the wall in a certain pattern. The bricks moved instantly. Rose and Scorpious walked through the doorway. It resealed itself.

"Where to first?" he asked with a grin.

"How about that new Quidditch shop they've added?" Rose returned the grin.

"Alright then."

They started walking through the crowd of Diagon Alley. People bustled about.

"How has summer been?" asked Rose,

" Pretty good. We went to Fiji. You would've loved it. I wish you could've come," he added.

"You know I wouldn't have been able to even if I had been invited. Our parent's still don't even know we're best friends."

"Yeah, but everyone else does," he said mockingly. "I never asked. How come your relatives won't tell?"

"I threatened to take away homework help," Rose said proudly.

"Good one." Scorpious held open the door of the shop. Rose walked in followed by Scorpious. They started walking around the store.

"The new Thundercrash 22," Rose quietly said, running her hand across the broom's handle.

"Nice isn't it?" Scorpious woke Rose out of her reverie.

"Really nice," she replied dreamily.

The rest of the store visit consisted of Rose swinging beater bats; testing which one was best, Scorpious running around the store trying to catch the snitch he had released, and both of them arguing which Quidditch gloves worked better. The store manager finally had to kick them out.

"Your choice to choose where we go next," Rose said.

"Okay. How about I treat you to some ice cream?" He knew Rose hated someone else paying for her.

"Deal. I know you Scorpious. You're trying to irritate me aren't you?" she asked him, raising both eyebrows. "Payback for us getting kicked out."

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do," came a quick response.

Both walked in silence until they arrived at the icecream shop. Rose and Scorpious both ordered and Scorpious paid to Rose's disgust. They took a seat out in the chairs and tables placed in front of the store.

"Still mad at me?" he asked.

"I guess not. Thanks by the way," Rose licked her strawberry ice cream.

"My pleasure." Silence hung around them still when Scorpious said, "I notice you're wearing a dress Miss Weasley. Mother force you?" he smirked.

"Yes," came an irritated reply. "Shut up about it okay. I was literally forced."

"I never knew you were so curvy," he added with another smile.

"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Rose demanded.

Scorpious dared to go further with this conversation. He loved to push her buttons. He looked under the table. "No Converse? I see you're wearing high heels, hair's curled neatly, and---," he leaned toward her. "You're wearing perfume."

"Hey Scorpious," Rose said frowning, and looking at her ice cream. "My ice cream smells funny. Do you think you could smell it for me?"

"Sure." He leaned into ice cream. Suddenly it was shoved in his face.

"Payback," declared Rose laughing.

Scorpious wiped his face clean.

"My turn to make observances on your clothes," Rose said, standing up. "Okay here I go. Scorpious, I didn't know you owned an outfit this nice." One of her hands were under her chin the other around her chest. "Shiny black shoes. I thought you owned none. Your hair's all combed back and----," she leaned into him. "Cologne I smell. Very different than how I usually see you Mr. Malfoy."

"I really enjoyed having strawberry ice cream shoved up my nose Miss Wealey," he said, standing up to tower over her. "And for your information my Father forced me into this outfit too."

"Yeah well, I've been tripping in these stupid heels for the past hours," Rose shot back.

"This shirt's been choking me," Scorpious said, loosening his tie.

"I have deep blisters in my heels."

"My cologne's giving me headache," he angrily said.

"This mascara keeps getting in my eyes!"

"I'm sweating from these pants!"

They were inches apart, angry glares on their face.

"I think you look handsome for your information!" Rose yelled.

"You're smoking HOT Rosie!" Scorpious yelled back.

Scorpious grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him, pressing his lips against hers. They broke apart.

"I'm in love with you!"

"I'm in love with you more!"

Rose pulled on Scorpious' tie and kissed his again.

When they broke this time. Both of them started laughing. People passing by stared at them like they were mental. Rose even saw some mother with a hand over her child's eyes.

"We're so stupid," choked Scorpious, in between fits of laughter.

"Tell me about it."

0o0o0o0o0o0o

The two teens didn't know it, but across the street Narcissa Malfoy sat out in the front of the tea shop. Narcissa looked over to see what all of the commotion was about.

She was surprised to see Scorpious. It surprised her even more to see the Weasley girl.

"Excuse me," Narcissa said, standing up. "I need to speak to someone," she explained to the ladies' she was with.

She hurried across the street to her grandson.

"Scorpious?" Narcissa asked.

Scorpious straightened up quickly. "Gran I didn't----," he began stuttering.

Narcissa held up a hand to stop him. "Who is this?" she gestured toward Rose.

"Rose Weasley."

"How do you know her?"

"From school," he said staring at Rose. "We met on Bring Your Kid to Work Day when we were eight. We're best friends." Scorpious looked at Narcissa again. "Gran can you please not tell Dad," he pleaded. "We've worked so hard to keep it a secret all of these years."

Narcissa noticed the way he looked at Rose. She had seen it a number of times. Scorpious was in love with her.

"I reckon your parents will have to find out soon enough?" she directed the question to both of them.

"Yes eventually," Rose spoke up. "Um Scorpious and I----," she began.

"Are sort of going out," finished Scorpious. "It will mean a lot of sneaking out behind their backs."

"But you will tell soon?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Very well. I will keep your secret as long as it's said soon," Narcissa coolly said.

"Thank you so much Gran," Scorpious smiled.

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Malfoy," Rose said.

"I have to get back to tea. Have fun on your little date you two. Good to see you Scorpious and nice to meet you Rose," Narcissa turned to leave. "I will be asking again," she stated then left.

0o0o0o0o0o

"Oh my gosh," Rose breathed. "That---"

"---was---"

"---so---"

"Close," they finished in unison.

"Come on Scorp," Rose grabbed his hand. "We need to talk."

Rose lead them to a coffee shop. It was very quiet inside. Witches and wizards read, sipping coffee silently, or talked quietly. They took a seat in two armchairs at the back of the shop.

"What are we going to do?"

"We're going to tell them of course," he said a matter- of- factly.

"And what about when go back to Hogwarts?"

"We're both Ravenclaws. It won't look that weird."

"Do you really love me," she barely whispered.

"Absolutely," and then he kissed her. "It took me a while to figure it out though."

"I'm scared to find out what my Dad's reaction will be," she whimpered, leaning on his arm.

"Yours will probably be more understanding than mine."

"I love you Scorpious. Your hair, eyes, what you wear, that cologne."

"I love your sneakers and curves," he added smiling.

She whapped him lightly on the arm. "Don't push it."

Well what did you think? Should I continue?