Fresh Bread

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Scorpius was a Malfoy. An oddly nice one.

Also, one that was in love with a Granger-Weasley.

It was that day that she said yes.

It was that one day that still made his heart flutter when he thought about it.

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Scorpius blushed as he walked towards Rose.

"What is it, Scorp- Malfoy?"

Had she almost called him by his first name? This immediately gave him a surge of confidence.

"Rose, will you go with me to this new muggle restaurant I heard about? I don't know much about mugg-"

"Yes. I will," she replied, her cheeks the same color as her bright red hair.

Scorpius grinned, and skipped off to tell Albus.

Rose chuckled.

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"I'd like to order bread please. Fresh bread," Scorpius said to the waiter.

Rose choked with laughter on her soup as she looked up at him.

Once the waiter had gone, she said, "Is this now some kind of inside joke, now?"

Scorpius furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"A what?"