(These characters belong to J.K Rowling.)
This is my first post, hopefully there will be another chapter soon. Please review! i appreciate honesty.
Rose shuffled through the hallway towards her potions class with her head down, searching for a quill in her bag. Far too late, she noticed the approaching clan of Slytherin fifth years in front of her. Before she could react, one of them stuck out his foot and she fell to the ground, her books skidding to the opposite side of the corridor. Rose didn't need to look up to know who tripped her; she'd been in the same situation countless times before. Suddenly they erupted with laughter much too loud considering the circumstances, it hadn't been that funny had it?
"Look at her underwear!", cried out one of the girls.
Oh crap, Rose thought. Today of all days she'd chosen to wear her baggiest pair of pale pink underwear. They spelled out "Friday" on the back in neat red letters. She let her face slump onto the cold floor and she stayed there un-moving while they carried on laughing. Finally, a pair of skinny hands wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her up. It was Albus Potter, the only Slytherin child in all of the Weasley/Potter family. He smiled apologetically and Rose nodded in appreciation. The rest of them were choking out puns and jokes about her pathetic underwear in-between hysterical laughter.
"Come on guys, shut up", Albus pleaded.
They looked up to see Rose turn away and walk in the direction of the potions classroom. Disappointed that she didn't retaliate, Scorpius reacted quickly.
"Don't be such a prude Weasley!", he called after her.
She stopped walking and turned around to face him. She smirked and lifted her skirt teasingly with her free hand, she let it creep nearly all the way up her thigh before letting it drop and sticking up her middle finger.
The news of her encounter with the Slytherins had somehow made its way to class before her. Rose's friend Macy saved a seat for her at the back bench and she sat down, ignoring the blatant stares from her classmates.
"I heard about the incident with Malfoy", Macy whispered as professor Slughorn began writing on the blackboard.
"Did you really flash them?", she asked dumbly
"No! of course not"
"Is it true that Malfoy slapped your bum when you stood up?", she countered.
"No, and that's disgusting", Rose assured her, concerned by the fast rate at which these rumours were beginning to spread and contort.
She sat in silence waiting for the class to end, when she would retreat to her dorm and stay until dark.
Later that night, Rose lay awake in her dormitory, listening to everyone chatting up in the common room downstairs. Finally they got so loud she gave in went downstairs to meet Macy and the rest of her friends. Macy was sitting in the middle of the room on a leather couch with with Lily Potter and a few other people including her brother Hugo.
"Where's Ginger?", she asked.
Ginger was their friend in sixth year, she listened to muggle punk music, and put pins through the holes she made in her robes.
Macy pointed to an armchair across the room. Ginger sat with her legs draped over the side, sitting in James Potters lap and apparently deep in conversation.
"Gross", she observed.
Everyone around her nodded in agreement and went back to their conversations. Usually, when Rose tried to stay up she couldn't make it to eleven without being at least a little intoxicated and she didn't intend on going to bed early tonight so she picked up a bottle of fire whiskey and gulped down as much as she could.
"Rose!", Macy yelled.
"Don't go anywhere near Toby", Lily reminded her.
"Wait till mum and dad hear about this", Hugo said excitedly.
"You can have the last sip if you keep your mouth shut", Rose said firmly before handing him the bottle and getting up to dance with her cousins.
Secretly, everyone loved when Rose got drunk, she danced on tabletops and swung off furniture until she collapsed and fell asleep. Last month when Gryffindor beat Slytherin she got so off her head that she snogged Toby Turner and he's been in love with her ever since.
After half an hour of jumping up and down with James and Fred, she sat down by herself to cool down a bit. Instantly, Toby turned up and started a conversation. He rambled about hogsmeade and quidditch for ten minutes before Rose interrupted and excused herself out the portrait hole.
Now she was in a very awkward position. If she went back in, Toby would apologize and profess his love for her (again), but if she went back to her dormitory the night would be over. This meant that her only option was to wander about, trying to avoid peeves until she got tired enough to retreat back to bed for the night.
Rose began walking down the long corridor in the direction of the prefects bathroom. She lit her way with her wand.
One at a time, the portraits woke up, yelling at her to turn the light off and does she have any idea what time of night it is. Rose apologized and ducked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her and breathing heavily. She shut her eyes and regained her composure, only to realize that this bathroom was in fact, occupied.
"Ah, Weasley, how nice of you to join us!"
"Yeah, no thanks"
She turned on her heel, about to walk out the door when she spotted Albus sitting across from Scorpius with a bottle in his hand.
"We're just about to play spin the bottle, come play!", Albus pleaded.
Sober Albus may not stick to the rules but he definitely doesn't promote public displays of affection in front of family members. Nobody except Lily knew who his first kiss was and he payed her not to tell anyone. This was an opportunity she couldn't resist.
Rose smirked and decided she had to stay.
"Okay, I'll play"
Scorpius didn't say anything but he looked paler than usual and very anxious all of a sudden. This made Rose very happy.
She moved forward eagerly to her seat on the floor next to Albus in the circle. Rose looked around and recognised the usual Slytherin crowd.
Albus spun first and the bottle landed on a very pretty girl with olive skin and a long fringe. Albus grinned and moved forward, kissing her passionately for a good ten seconds. Rose savored the moment, knowing that she was the only person in her family to witness Albus show any kind of attraction to someone first hand. Harry was beginning to worry that his youngest son would die alone but Ginny saw the truth and now so did Rose.
"Great, who's next", said Scorpius, seemingly bored.
Several people spun and kissed, varying from quick pecks to long, sloppy snogs that made you want to look away. Rose decided her kiss would be somewhere in-between. She was just thinking this when Albus picked up the bottle and handed it to Rose.
"Of you go Rosie", he grinned.
Rose put the bottle in the middle and spun hard. When it came to a stop she barely looked up to see who it was.
"You've got to be kidding, i am not letting her-
Rose leaned forward and kissed Scorpius full on the mouth, he tensed and gripped her arms, more in shock more than anything. When she pulled away, there was more colour in his face than she'd ever seen.
"Geez Malfoy, don't be so prude", she laughed, wiping her lip on her sleeve and sitting back down next to an open mouthed Albus.
"How drunk are you Rose?", Albus questioned.
"Drunk enough", she assured him.
Scorpius was still speechless and only a little less red in the face than before. Rose hated to admit it, even to herself but he was incredibly good looking in the blue light of the bathroom. The game went on for another hour and Albus had three more rounds, etching further and further over the sloppy snog border with each kiss. Rose and Scorpius however, were still trying to comprehend their first turns.