A little note : I don't want to finish my fairytail story right now. Why? Because I've stopped watching it. Sorry for those who liked it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, at all. All quotes and characters are hers, the mighty JKR's.
Resume: Scorpius loves Rose. Draco, Astoria knows about it and decides to help him. Rose is oblivious and hates him.
Scorpius loved Rose, loved her flaming and auburn locks. Everything about her seemed so stylish and so soft. He longed to touch her. Just this once. He felt tears welling in his eyes everytime she insulted him with such sting and scorn. He knew her father Ron Weasley, had told her to "beat him in every test". He knew she was off-zone to him. The night he had told his father and mother about it, they didn't really seem surprised and even felt happy for him that he could love someone so. He could recall them saying this:
"We'll help you, son, don't you worry, she will come to love you eventually". Hopes in his eyes, he slept peacefully that night, dreaming of holding her hands and kissing her. Beautiful dreams they were. She was to him, irresistible. The next day he went to Hogwarts, she still laid her eyes on him with such scorn and hatred. It pained his heart. His love was unrequited and will forever be. He stammered:
"He-llo Rose", with a faltering voice. She swept away with disdain. His heart sank. Mother, father, somebody help me! Of course, other Gryffindors were laughing at the scene. He seethed. Furious at them for making fun of him.
Meanwhile, Snape saw the interactions between those too. He too, decided to help Scorpius, and he knew that Draco knew of his crush. Now that Lucius Malfoy wasn't in the picture anymore, much easier to get them together. Narcissa just wanted her grandson to be happy. The poor lad, crushing on someone who utterly hated him. He was in his steps before that. He knew how he would feel. And those arrogant, conceited, Gryffindors! How he loathed them. He's going to get back at them for this by taking off points from their house. He secretly mused.
After potions' classes, he pulled the young Malfoy aside and had a talk with him. He looked him in the eyes and said:
"You love her, don't you? You're desperate because she spurned you, she laughed and jeered at you? You're loosing confidence in yourself because of your unrequited feelings, am I not right?"
Scorpius, eyes all red and puffed and sore with crying, nodded and replied: "How would you know about my feelings, my emotions, professor Snape" He was so amazed and so stuned at that.
"I know it because well, I was in love with Harry Potter's mother, your dad probably told you about it." Again, a nod from Scorpius. He continued on: "I know what's it like to be in your shoes, my young boy. Don't be afraid. As for Potter, I'll take care of them for you. You just need to concentrate on treating Rose nicely, ok?"
Scorpius, with newly awakened esteem, nodded again, unable to speak. So it was true, what Prof. Dumbledore said: "Help will always come to Hogwarts to those who need it." That man was off his rocker a bit, though his quotes sometimes made sense. He muttered his thanks to his favourite professor.
In the meantime, at the Malfoy Manor, the couple Draco and Astoria were discussing this ey
"Well, I think we should invited them over for tea or dinner, you know, just to let them know we've changed after the war. And how civilized we can be." To which Draco answered:
"They would never accept it. Face it, Astoria. Would never let their precious daughter touch our son, the forbidden fruit. I think it's a lost cause. You've promised him something he would never get."
"I said I can help him and I will, Draco Malfoy. Just mind you never say a word about mudblood or insult their bloodline and stuff like that while we dine." She snapped back.
"All right, you can try, albeit I won't guarantee this will work, my dear. The poor lad, pining after a girl who hates him."
"Well, you did too, my friend. Longing for Granger? You think I didn't know that? I never held a grudge against you for it. You can explain the situation and so they can sympathize with him. And You can finally admit to her that you had a passion for her. I got you, didn't I?, shot Astoria.
"You're right, thanks for being so understanding, my friend. Thanks for not holding it against me, thanks for everything, for your support. I need it. Help our son, please. I heard Severus also took upon himself to aid him, I'm glad of it." (A note, they call each other friends because they're not really lovers.)
"Not a problem, my lord. I'm happy to be of help. And you can finally tell her what you've done for her and her side instead of hiding them in your heart.