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Caught
"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall glared at the two of them over the top of her glasses. "I must say I'm very disappointed. I expected better from two prefects. What do you have to say for yourselves?"
Rose continued to stare down at her feet, her cheeks burning red. She could have sworn she heard one of the portraits on the wall chuckling. "We're very sorry, Professor," she mumbled.
"Yes," Scorpius added next to her. "It won't happen again."
"I surely hope not. The two of you will serve detention next Friday night with Professor Longbottom."
Rose looked up at the headmistress. "Are you going to write to our parents?"
She rubbed her eyes with her thumb and forefinger. "No, Miss Weasley. I think I will have you write to your parents and explain to them exactly what happened." Rose and Scorpius exchanged wild looks. "You two are excused. Professor Longbottom will be contacting you soon about your upcoming detentions."
Rose nodded stiffly and followed Scorpius out of the office. Before she shut the door, she heard the voice belonging to the portrait directly behind the desk mutter something about "never thought you'd say that to a Weasley and a Malfoy."
"What are you going to say to your parents?" Scorpius asked as they walked back to the library to collect their things.
"Ugh! I don't even know. Dad's going to have an absolute cow."
"Because I'm a Malfoy."
"Because you're a boy at all."
Scorpius laughed. "Would he prefer if you were caught snogging a girl in the library?"
Rose slapped his arm playfully. "What about you?"
"I don't know. I don't think they'll be too upset. I mean, it was only kissing, it's not like we were naked or anything."
Rose stopped dead, the red returning to her face. "Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy! I am a lady! How dare you suggest such a thing!"
Scorpius laughed and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her against him, pressing his lips hard against hers.
Someone cleared their throat from behind them. Rose pushed herself away and ran her hands through her hair. Scorpius wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Isn't that what you just left Professor McGonagall's office for?" Professor Longbottom said sternly, but with a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Sorry, Professor," the mumbled in unison.
He laughed and continued past them toward the headmistress's office. "Who would've guessed that would ever be an issue between a Weasley and a Malfoy?"
Written for Russian Roulette- Rose Weasley
Word count: 421