Chapter 2

Two hours later...

Rose was fast asleep on the couch when Scor had finally finished his shower. Sometimes even he surprised himself on how much of a girl he could be. This was something that, if Rose had been awake, she would have made fun of him for. But it's not like he had spent the whole time in the shower, he had spent a good amount of time relaxing after the hard week he had had by filling the bathroom with hot steam so it resembled a sauna. He had spent more that half of the time just sitting and focusing on his breathing trying not to think of her, the girls who had barely been 50 feet from where he had sat.

Now, of course, she was right in front of him. Curled up on the couch taking up no more room than one of the cushions. He looked down at his watch, 11:45. He had quidditch practice in less than 10 hours and Al would kill him if he and Rose were tired. And judging by how comfy Scor knew the couch was (not very) he could guess that Rose was not going to be up to a 3 hours practice come morning time. So he did the only sensible thing he could think of, he was tired so this was probably an idea he would regret in the morning, but whatever.

He leaned down over the beautiful girl sleeping on the couch and shook her awake. "Rose," He whispered softly, "Rose, you have to get up and go sleep in your own bed." After shaking her lightly again, Rose slowly opened her eyes to meet the intense gaze of Scorpius. On most days if someone where to have woken up Rose, gently or not, they probably would have gotten a punch in the face, but as this was her best friend and she was extremely sleepy, Rose decided to have her revenge at a later time. Preferably a time when she was completely conscience.

Scor looked down at Rose and said, "Rose, you need to go to bed. It's almost midnight." "But there is a spider somewhere in my room!" Rose exclaimed with as much energy as the tired girl could muster. "You know I hate spiders!"

"I know, I know. Is there something I could do to make it better?"

Rose inwardly sighed, he was so cute when he was thoughtful like this, she could see why half the school, including herself, was in love with him. To bad he would never feel the same way.

Rose inward battle was unknown to the boy across from her, as he was arguing with himself as well. 'She is so cute when she looks all innocent like this. I wonder if she realizes that a great majority of the boy population of Hogwarts is in love with her,' (including Scor himself). The only reason practically no one has asked her out in over a year is because the Weasley/Potter clan is incredibly protective of their sisters and female cousins. Of his two best friends he was a hell of a lot more scared of Rose than of Al. (But he would never tell Al that, it would trash his self-confidence.) Weasley/Potter woman were twice as scary then the men. Sometimes Scorpius would wonder if the men were actually protecting their fellow man from their female relatives instead of visa versa.

As Rose stared at her friend she remember that he had asked her a question that she had failed to answer. 'Shite,' she thought, 'what was it again? Oh ya...'

"No Scor, there really isn't anything you could do, I'll just spend the night on the couch."

Recovering from he previous train of thought as well, Scor said "You do know that we have practice tomorrow and Al will be furious if you fall of your broom from fatigue and break something that won't be fixed before the match against Hufflepuff in a few weeks"

"Glad to know where my dear cousins priorities lie" Rose said sarcastically.

"Oh don't be so hard on him, he means well."

"Ya, well, whatever... You go to bed I am not going back to my room, no way in hell I'm sleeping near that spider."

"Well you can't sleep on the couch!" Scor thought for a moment, he scratched his chin for a second before he snapped his fingers when a brilliant idea, in his mind, came to him. "I know!" He practically yelled, "You can sleep in my bed with me." Rose's eyes widened considerably. 'Rose Weasley sharing a bed with Scorpius Malfoy' if her dad ever heard that sentence he would probably faint. And with that thought (along with that of her excitement of sharing a bed with they boy she had liked since 4th year) Rose nodded her head. And with that simple action a huge smile came onto Scor's face.

Without a second thought, he picked Rose up off of the bed and tossed her over his shoulder like a fireman and carried her into his room with her kicking him over the injustice of the whole thing.

When Rose was set down on the queen bed dressed with red and gold sheets with little embroidered snitchs all over she realized two things: 1. She was in a bedroom with her best friend/crush/Hogwarts heart throb and 2. She didn't have anything to wear to sleep in. She was still wearing the same thing that she had been wearing since she had changed that morning. Scorpius seemed to realize this at almost the same moment that she did, because he had turned his back to her and went riffling through the drawers in his room. He finally found what he was looking for, a bright orange Chudley Cannons t-shirt. When Rose saw this she snorted in a very unladylike fashion. "What?!" Scor asked, looking insulted, "Isn't your dad a CC fan?" "Well, ya... And I know your are too, but that is one ugly, orange shirt." Scor rolled his eyes, "Fine, I'm sorry I offered it, guess you have to sleep starkers." Which, as Scorpius thought about, didn't seem like such a bad idea if he said so himself.

Rose's face turned bright red at the comment and quickly grabbed the shirt from Scor's hand. She then made a twirling motion with her finger, a signal for him to turn around, which he did. As she stripped of until she was only in her knickers and bra, Rose and Scor both wondered why she hadn't just gone to the bathroom to change as it was only 4 feet away from were Rose was standing. Not that either minded all that much. As a matter of fact, there was a small mirror that Scorpius was standing in front of that he could see part of Rose behind him in. He felt bad for peeking, he was invading her privacy after all, but it wasn't as if he had never seen her in a bathing suit before. (He had spent a majority of his summer vacations with Al and Rose swimming in the lake by the Burrow.) It was the same areas covered and revealed as those of a bra and knickers.

Rose bent down and picked up the CC t-shirt off the ground and pulled it over her head. Then she picked up her clothes from the day and folded them nicely. She then placed them on a maroon chair in the corner of the room. Then she spun slowly around and faced Scor. She stared for a second at his back before she coughed quietly and said "I'm done changing." As Scor turned, he looked her body up and down making Rose feel uncomfortable, but only slightly. The shirt had been shorter than either of them had anticipated and only reached to the middle of Rose's thigh, revealing her strong, tan legs that Scor ogled for a second before remembering himself and standing up straight.

His mother had drilled manners into his head the years previous to his Hogwarts learning. So instead of climbing into bed and waiting for Rose to join, he lifted the cover up on one side of the bed and bowed slightly as he said, "My head girl-ship." Rose laughed and the awkward tension in the room dissolved as Rose curtsied to him and said, "Why thank you, your head boy-ship".

After making sure that Rose was comfortable, Scor walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed in. Rose felt his body heat through the blankets. Ross curled into a ball very similar to the one she had been in on the couch.

Scor felt her shift slightly and and pulled her closer as an instinct. If she asked about it in the morning he would blame it on being tired and not on the fact that he wanted to be as close to her as possible . Rose tensed for a moment before relaxing into Scorpius' comfortable embrace.