A/N: Hello! I hope you enjoy this, Rose/Scorp. fic. I'm not sure how long I will make this story, but I don't think it will be too long. Enjoy! And REVIEWS are VERY much appreciated!

Prologue, Friday Afternoon:

Scorpius POV

I was incredibly bored as I walked through the corridors of Hogwarts.

The days were too long, and I couldn't wait for winter holidays.

Plus, I could not find my best friend and roommate, Albus Potter, anywhere. Where the hell was he?

My mind drifted off as I thought about the backlog of homework I had. I really needed to focus in the library today, if I wanted to beat Rose Weasley in the Potions test tomorrow. I sighed, thinking about how we 5th years, had no breaks now that OWLs were approaching. It would be even worse once we got back from the winter break.

I tried to put that thought out of my mind as I walked faster to the library.

Luckily, I was invited to spend the holidays at the Potter's house. It was going to be lots of fun, and I was truly excited.

I turned the corner of the hallway and stopped short.

Right in front of me, was none other than Rose Weasley. Now this might not have been so surprising if she was alone, because she often went to the library to study. But the fact was, was that she was not alone.

In fact, she was standing in the middle of the hallway, snogging Max McLaggen.

In plain sight.

At that moment, I hated everything about Max McLaggen. He had his arms wrapped around Rose's curvy waist (that were precariously close to her cute butt), and Rose's fingers were entangled in his chestnut brown hair.

I stood frozen to the spot, not able to move, as I watched Rose kiss Max McbloodyLaggen. I had a sudden urge to hex his privates off (if that was possible). Or at least punch him in the face.

Why would she snog McLaggen in the corridor?

It's not that she wasn't attractive; it's just that she never liked public displays of affection.

In fact, Rose was beautiful. She seemed to inherit the best traits from both her parents. Rose had auburn hair that was straight, and not frizzy like her mother's, and she had sea-blue eyes like her father. As the years past, Rose's figure filled out better, and she became curvier.

Not that I had noticed or anything...

Suddenly, as if sensing someone—or maybe she just had to take a breath—Rose stopped and looked me. In that one look, something inside of me snapped.

I walked over to where they were standing.

Rose promptly stepped away from McLaggen, and her small ears started to glow red.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I yelled staring down the cousin of my best friend.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Rose yelled back, her Weasley temper flaring up, "It was just a kiss Malfoy!"

"Oh that was certainly not 'just a kiss'!" I laughed, humorlessly getting angrier. How could she even stand their and not look ashamed?

"So what? Last time I checked you weren't my father!" Rose screamed stepping closer to me. She glared at me, as if willing my hair to catch fire.

"Anyone could have seen you!" I shouted, ignoring her comment. Wait, why was I yelling at her? It's not like I haven't snogged a girl in the middle of a corridor. It's just because Albus would have wanted me to yell. Yes, that was it. I was just being protective of her.

"Ha! Ya right! No one even wants to get out of their common rooms because of how cold it is!" she exclaimed.

"Ya well..." I faltered. She did have a good point. Crap. So I guess I'll have to make her guilty, "you're supposed to be a prefect! You're supposed to be setting an example!"

That shut her up a bit, until she said, "Like you haven't had a snog in a hallway Malfoy! I wouldn't be talking if I were you!"

And with that she stalked off. I was turning my head towards McLaggen, when she whirled around suddenly.

Her wand was pointing at me threateningly, and she said, in a deadly whisper, "If you mention this to any of my relatives, you will be walking around funny during Christmas." She then turned around and walked away from the direction of the library.

I turned to look at McLaggen who I didn't notice when I was yelling at Rose. He just calmly looked at me and said, "I kissed her and got carried away, so don't get mad at her." He then pointed upwards to a piece of mistletoe, and left me staring at it as he walked away.

I sighed deeply, and ran a hand through my messy white-blonde hair.

Finally, I turned around and walked to the library, forcing my thoughts on Astronomy facts, rather than a certain redhead.

I shook my head, it would be a long night in the library...

A/N: So more to come soon! I hope you enjoyed that! If you did, please click review and leave me your thoughts and constructive criticism! THANKS!