Hey folks! I know, I know, I haven't posted in donkeys years. But today happens to be my friend Lilly's Birthday (!) and as a gift I wrote this for her, as we spend many a bus journeys talking about such things! I love you millions, Lilly, I hope you have a nice meal at Jamie's!
So without further ado...
"Oh Scorpius, I'm so glad that you're coming to spend summer with me and Al!" Rose Weasley declared, as she led him by the hand through the crowd to where her family was waiting. "I mean, you've been over before, but never as my boyfriend!"
"Trust me, you could not be any gladder than I," Scorpius Malfoy replied sweetly, giving the statuesque red-head's hand a squeeze. She let out a breathy chuckle, before they stopped at the expanding cluster of Weasley-Potters, all with broad smiles on their faces. Well, all accept one.
Dominique Weasley – despite her unearthly good looks – looked like she was having about as much fun as a Hippogriff in a petting zoo. Whilst she did not look disgusted, her jaw was tense, her heavy brows were furrowed and her crimson lips were pouting ever so slightly. It had completely slipped Scorpius's mind that she would be there; given that she was the polar opposite of every one of her cousins.
But there was no time for Scorpius to send her one of his world famous smirks as he usually did when he saw her, as he was pulled into hugs and handshakes from Rose's aunts and uncles. They all welcomed him graciously, and he didn't notice any of them turn their noses up at him because of his surname.
"You look cheery," Scorpius said under his breath to the blonde as he slid into the magically expanded car seat, earning him an irritated eye-roll and scoff. Dominique opened her mouth to make an inevitably witty remark, but shut it abruptly as Rose squashed in next to the young Malfoy, giving him a quick pec on the cheek.
James Sirius and Fred began talking in hushed whispers – no doubt scheming for an elaborate summer prank – leaving Ron, Hermione, George and Bill to try and strike up conversation with the four remaining silent teens.
"So, Dom, how do you think your O. went?" Bill queried, briefly turning his attention from the road to his youngest daughter, his green eyes flickering with boyish vigour.
"Fucking brilliant." She grinned, her eyes drifting over the Potter boys and onto the rolling countryside out the window. "I reckon I got an Outstanding in Transfiguration and Charms."
"That's fantastic, sweetheart!" Bill exclaimed enthusiastically (obviously having given up on trying to tame his daughter's language), with murmurs of 'well done' emitting from her uncles and a squeal of excitement from her Aunt Hermione.
"What about you, Scorpius?" Ron asked, trying his best to keep his fatherly concern rid from his tone of voice – and failing quite spectacularly. Hermione shot him a look that Scorpius couldn't comprehend.
"I-uh, yeah, no I-um, I think I did reasonably well in Potions." Scorpius chocked out, ignoring the snort Dominique gave.
"Oh, that's wonderful, Scorpius. Your parents must be very proud," Hermione said, smiling kindly at him, her earnest brown eyes sparkling in a way not too dissimilar to her daughter's. Despite her kind words, the atmosphere in the car turned icy and even James and Fred stopped conferring and turned to look at the blonde boy. Scorpius cleared his throat.
"Yes, they're both really, really happy for me. Especially my mother; she was in Ravenclaw."
"Oh yes, Astoria – is it?" Hermione countered. Scorpius replied with a single nod.
For a minute or two, the car was silent, with only the Weird Sisters' rattling out through the old radio.
"Wait, don't you know Scorpius's dad? Draco?" Dominique leaned forward to ask Ron and Hermione, her voice feigning innocence. "Wasn't he in the same year as you two? Seems a bit odd that you didn't cross paths."
Hermione's hand tightened on the steering wheels, turning her knuckles an unpleasant shade of white while Ron clenched his jaw and fiddled with a knob until the volume increased. Dominique sat back in her seat, the corners of her mouth curling up in a satisfied smile.
James and Fred returned to their private conversation that George would inevitably chip into at some point, knowing his natural antics. Albus pulled out a thick, hardback book on runes, Dominique plugged in some earbuds and fiddled with her iPod and Rose nattered away about the school year to her mum: leaving Scorpius to look out of the window and wonder what the hell he just got himself into. One thing was for sure, this summer at the Burrow was going to be an eventful one.
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Knock, knock.
Scorpius looked up from where he was sat on his pull-out bed in his shared room with Albus and over to the door when Rose was standing, a broad smile etched onto her face.
"Dinner's nearly ready."
She looked gorgeous, with her red hair falling down in curls to frame her face, a large Weasley-Jumper (knitted by none-other than Molly Weasley herself) and a pair of denim shorts, showing off her long, legs, dotted with freckles much like the rest of my body.
"Hey, beautiful." Scorpius said as she walked towards him, looking rather like a lovesick puppy. Rose sat in his lap and pressed a kiss to his awaiting lips. Scorpius could almost see Dominique miming being sick into her cereal as she so often does at school when she sees the couple interact.
He wrapped his hands around her slender frame and deepened the kiss, floating away from reality as her thumbs stroked the side of his face and her fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck. Scorpius leant back, and soon enough Rose was on top of him and his hands had travelled up her skirt and in her hair.
"I hate to break up this intimate moment," Dominique said from the landing. "But it looks like the pair of you are quite hungry and it just so happens that dinner is served."
Rose sat up quickly and, breathing heavily, scrambled off of her boyfriend. Scorpius merely ran a hand through his hair and glared and Dominique, who smugly turned on her heel and descended down the stairs.
"Ugh, she's such a bitch!" Rose huffed, attempting to smooth her hair that was currently the same colour as her face. Scorpius agreed hastily, and they both head downstairs trying not to look at all suspicious and failing drastically.
"There you two are!" Molly Weasley proclaimed as they ducked through the doorway and into the dining room. "I've served the pair of you plates already. Now, Rose, I know what you like, but I'm afraid Scorpius I don't know your preference so I just put a little bit of everything on there for you and-"
"It looks delicious Mrs Weasley." Scorpius reassured her, taking his plate from her graciously and sitting down next to Albus, who was already tucking into his roast potatoes that were positively drowning in gravy.
"Scorpius, 'Ermione was just telling me that your Aunt is zee Daphne Greengrass?" said a woman with such breath-taking beauty that it had to be Dominique's mother, Fleur.
"Yes, she's my mother's older sister. She'll be thrilled to hear she's known amongst a family as prestigious as your own." Rose stroked his arm lovingly and Mr Weasley looked as if he could burst with pride. However, there's always one that finds this sort of thing incredibly cheesy and cringey, and on queue Dominique sighed heavily.
Scorpius's eyes flickered over to her, and his breath caught in his throat at how carelessly beautiful she looked.
Her silvery-blonde hair was shimmering in the sunset and cascaded over and down her shoulders in soft, gentle waves. She was wearing a white, low cut crop top with skinny straps that contrasted fantastically with her golden skin and showed off her collar bone. The low light cast deep valleys beneath her cheekbones and flickered in her bright green eyes, framed with long, dark lashes.
Suddenly, Scorpius became aware of his staring and began shovelling mash potato into his mouth, hoping no-one had noticed. Or more specifically, hoping Rose hadn't noticed.
The rest of dinner passed with ease, and Scorpius didn't find it hard to converse with all of the Weasley family that was in a two - three person radius of himself, and only choking on his broccoli when he saw Dominique lean over to get the gravy and got a great view of her cleavage. Rose rubbed his back unknowingly and he smiled gratefully at her, but with a feeling of guilt in the pit of his stomach, which he decided to ignore.
For those of you who have read this far - thank you for reading! I've never really shipped Dominique and Scorpius before (I always thought she'd be a lot older to be honest) but I quite like them now, and I hope you do too!
Please Review! It makes my day, even if it's just four measly words!
Until next time!