Scorpius was having one hell of a bad week. His father found out Rose had beaten him again at some test. He was not happy. His father wanted the very best for him, so in his opinion that meant being the best at everything in school. Scorpius knew he meant well, but being pressured into being the best at everything isn't something that creates a nice and warm bound between father and son. After his O.W.L.S last year it only got worse. Rose beat him with one OWL. One freaking OWL. It was just ridiculous!

He was just so tired of it all. All the pressure, all the pretending and even the endless stream of girls that threw themself at his feet.

Before he knew it, it was Friday night and Al was dragging him out of his bed. He had no idea how it was Friday, hell he didn't even know were all the other days of the week went to. If he remembered correctly, there used to be a , Wednesday, Tuesday and Monday before a Friday. I must have been really out of it, Scorpius thought to himself.

"Come on mate, you've been weird all week. You need to get it out of your system. I'm taking you to a party. And not just any party! It's Halloween so put on some weird shit. " And with one last, rather hard, tug, Al got his best friend out of bed.

"Fine, but only if you promise to get at least as pissed as me."

Scorpius was not in the mood for a party but hey, a party usually means Firewhiskey so why the hell not? Father always said 'Alcohol does not solve your worries.'. Well dad let me tell you something, it may not solve them, but you sure as hell forget what they were in the first place. Sounds good enough for me!

So that's why Scorpius Malfoy, with a rather foul mood and with stupid mask, was going to a Gryffindor party.

Rose was happy. Really, really happy.

She had no idea why, sometimes life's just good and you don't ask questions. Maybe the fact that Malfoy was really not happy could have something to do with it. And ofcourse, the party tonight! She had really looking forward to that. She needed to dance, god how she loves to dance. Once the music starts she just can't keep her feet still.

She was just getting ready in her room when Dom sneaked inside. 'Well well Rose, what do we have here? Is there a particulair reason you're all dressed up?'

Rose rolled her eyes at her quostion, Dom had never been the smartest of the family. The most smoking hot one without a doubt, but just not the smartest. "You mean beside the party we're going to in a minute?'

'Ow yeah, that's probably a pretty good reason. I just hoped there was a maybe somebody special you were trying to impress..." Dom had never been good at being subtle, but that's what Rose liked about her. Just straight to the point. And to be honest, Rose had thought about that. She needed someone. She was tired of being alone all the time, or well as alone as you can get with such a family. But family is not the kind of company she sought. She needed someone to hold, to kiss, to trust and to talk to. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how bad she wanted all those things but also how few guys in this school were actually smart and interesting to talk to. So yeah, maybe she did put a little more effort into dressing up for this party then usually but that didn't mean anybody else had to know that.

She wore something she saw last summer on vacation in Venice. A long green 19th century dress which hugged her in all the right places. The front was pinned up she her legs were visible and the corset did wonderfull things to her breast. With that she wore a golden mask that only coverd her eyes. Her hair was pinned up carelessly so some curls ran down her back. Some red lipstick and pumps completed the outfit. She looked good, really good.

"Trust me Dom, if there's somebody you'll be the first to know okay. Now get your butt of my bed and out out out! There's a party we need to get to." She practically pushed Dom out of the room, but she really, really wanted to dance.

The Gryffindor common room was already packed with people. The music was playing loudly and people were dancing rather inappropriately. Not that Scorpius minded, he just wasn't in the party mood right now. Maybe some Firewhiskey could change that.

"I'm gonna get us some drinks okay. Firewhiskey?" He looked at Al for conformation, but being his best friend he already knew the anwser.

"Just grab a bottle, you know it's almost impossible to get you drunk on just shots. It will save you a lot of time going to the bar."

Scorpius knew Albus was right, he had like two livers or something. Normally he wouldn't mind, it was fun buying a girl shots and seeing them get all wobbling and drunk while he was still sober. But tonight was not a night to stay sober so he needed something strong, and a lot of it.

When he got back Albus was already talking to some girl dressed as a wood nymph. Well, more Firewiskey for me. He sat down in a seat in the back, looking at the dancing crowd and starting on his bottle of Firewhiskey. Almost everybody was in costume. Or at least something that should pass as a costume. There were girls with almost nothing on, just a scrap of fabric across the most important body parts. You didn't need a lot of imagination to understand their intentions tonight. Not that the guys minded this, oh no they were loving it. Those stupid girls just didn't understand they could do way better than some horny guy who only wanted a fun night with them, preferably without clothes.

He took another sip of his Firewhiskey and noticed the bottle was almost empty. His world was slowly beginning to brightening up. Maybe this night could turn out to something good after all.

Scorpius was looking at the crowd again. There was muggle music playing and everybody seemed into it. Couples were snogging each other's face of in the sofa's and all the we're-just-hooking-up-for-tonigh-people were grinding into each other in a way that you just had to look away. His eyes fell on Albus, already pretty pissed too and dancing with the wood nymph.

He kept on eyeing the crowd when he saw her.

She was beautiful. A dark green dress with a golden mask. He had no idea who she was, probably some Slytherin girl since the dress was green. But the way she moved, that's what caught his eye.

She was moving like a light breeze on a hot summer night. Like a snowflake falling down from the sky. She was fierce like the water in a waterfall and at the same time floating like a cloud. He had never seen anybody move like that. He was sure that he could watch her for hours and not get bored. His eyes were fixed on her movements, not seeing anything else from the party

'You're so hypnotizing'

'Could you be the devil'

' Could you be an angel'

Rose saw him looking at her. He was sitting in a comfy chair, only a mask to cover his appearance. And he couldn't keep his eyes off her.

So she decided to give him something to look at. He wasn't that bad looking, from what she could see he had strong, broad shoulders. Pretty tall too, she had seen him getting over to the bar for his drink and he was taller than most guys here. But what really attracted her was his mouth. It was weird, looking at a person's face without seeing the eyes. It changed the whole perspective of a face. She only saw a sharp jawline and a rather appealing lips which were curled up in a smirk

She started to sway her hips a little more. Not like those slut's trying to get their boyfriend's an instant orgasm on the dance floor, but a little more subtle. Her hands went up to her head and she closed her eyes. Just enjoying the music and letting it take her.

With her eyes still closed she hadn't noticed him getting up and walking over to her. When his hand were on her waist she felt electric jolts go through her body. His fingers were leaving streaks of fire down her body. He started to move with her, slowly swaying on the music.

'Your touch magnetizing'

'Feels like I am floating'

'Leaves my body glowing'

Scorpius still didn't know who she was. But that was probably the point of wearing this damn masks and costumes. She intrigued him, dancing here completely alone and not giving a fuck about the rest of the party. It was like she was in her own little world.

He had no idea he was moving toward her until he felt her waist in his hands. It could be the Firewhiskey talking, but he was pretty he had never felt like this with anybody. He was almost afraid to touch her, afraid to break the spell they were in.

When she turned around and looked at him he was startled from her eyes. They were golden, like a burning sun. For the life of him, he couldn't look away.

'They say be afraid'

'You're not like the others'

'Futuristic lover'

'Different DNA'

'They don't understand you'

Rose knew that when she turned around and he looked into her enchanted eyes he was hooked. She could turn around and walk away and he would follow like a puppy. But she wasn't prepared for his eyes. A cold dark grey, like a sad winter with no end.

She had never seen somebody with so much expression in the eyes. Her head was spinning from the Firewhiskey, but it seemed like she could look into his soul.

They hadn't exchanged a word, and she didn't feel the need to make meaningless conversation. His eyes said it all. He wanted her, and she was pretty sure she wanted him too even though she had no idea who he was. He was what she was hoping to find tonight, somebody different. Somebody who could look at het en know what she wanted and needed.

'You're from a whole other world'

'A different dimension'

'You open my eyes'

'And I'm ready to go'

'Lead me into the light'

They kept on dancing together, never breaking eye contact. He could feel her warm breath on his jaw, her lips so close he could almost feel her pulse. He never wanted anything more than to kiss her right now. When she bit her lip it was almost too much for him.

He wanted to taste her, mark her, make her his. He wanted to forget about the world and spend the rest of his time right here, with her in his arms. He didn't care about his father anymore, hell he didn't even know his father's name anymore right now. He didn't know his own name and he couldn't care less. She was everything right now, the world could go to hell and he wouldn't notice and neither would she.

When she licked her lips, he couldn't control himself anymore. He closed his eyes and leaned down.

'Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me'

'Infect me with you love and'

'Fill me with your poison'

When his lips touched down on hers, stars were exploding behind her eyes. She was on fire from his touch. His hand went up to her face, caressing her like she was the most fragile thing on earth.

She thought she just died and went to heaven. Or hell, with this heat she was feeling. Their bodies molded together like a perfect fit. She wanted to feel every inch of his body, she wanted to be together in every possible way. There was nobody else in the room, just him and she never wanted anything more.

When they broke apart, his eyes mirrored hers. Not cold grey eyes anymore, but eyes filled with heat and need. When she took his arm and led them out of the crowd, he was more than willing to follow.

'Take me, ta-ta-take me'

'Wanne be a victim'

'Ready for abduction'

She led him through the dark castle, almost running so she could get her lips on his again fast enough. Being apart felt like breathing without air, suffocation into nothingness. He wanted to feel her lips again on his, he wanted to run his hands through her hair and feel nothing else but her.

They were in an empty classroom. The moon shining through the window on her mask, making it look like she was glowing.

He pinned her against the wall. Taking control, not wanting to waste another second.

His lips were on hers instantly and again he felt electricity run through his body. His hands gripped her waist tightly, pulling her against him.

They didn't bother removing their mask, it seemed more intimate like this. Within minutes his shirt was on the floor and her hands were roaming his chest. His muscles contracted to her touch and he couldn't help it to grip her more tightly.

His hands travelled up to her breast, pulling the strings of her corset so it came loose. Her breast fitted perfectly in his hands. She opened her mouth and moaned against his lips. He took the opportunity to rub his tongue against hers. He didn't think kissing her could get any better, but when he felt her tongue against his he knew he could never kiss another girl again.

He started to kiss her neck. Feeling her pulse against his lips he knew she was just as turned on as he. If they didn't watch out, both of their hearts were going to explode from this heat. He sucked on her pulse point, leaving a dark red mark. Now she was his and nobody could take her away from him. He was starting to go down to her breast when somebody stormed into the room.

"Mate, I've been searching for you everywhere!"

When Scorpius looked up he saw Albus leaning against the door, barely being able to stay on his two feet. He looked back at the girl, but she had turned herself away from him, suddenly embarrassed they got caught.

When the other guy bursted into the room it was like their spell was broken. Rose turned away from her perfect stranger, covering herself from him.

"I need to know your name." She heard him say. He reached for her mask, trying to take it off but she didn't want to reveal herself before him with another, clearly very drunk, guy in the room. She turned to the door and ran out.

"You really have the worst timing ever Albus." Scorpius tried to run after her, but she was already gone. When he turned back to get to his best friend he couldn't shake the feeling that he had let the best thing that ever happened to him slip away.

A/N: I'm not sure if i'm leaving this as a one-shot or if i'm going to make it into a (short)-story, but if you subscribe you'll know when i add something!

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