Chapter 2! Here it is. I really hope you like!

An electric shock seemed to run through her as she kissed the boy before her. She didn't know him, and yet she knew everything about him. She knew his dream to become an author, and she'd told him about her wanting to be a teacher.

She could feel her mask coming off, it being deteriorated by the charm that ended at midnight, but she didn't care.

Scorpio realized that his tux was still there, but the mask was gone. But he didn't care. His thoughts were consumed by the amazing girl in front of him.

They finally broke and smiled as their eyes met again, but there smile faltered as their eyes roamed the rest of the others face.

Scorpious and Rose both unknowingly took a step back as the horror filled them. Sure it was possible, the two had never spoke before. But what were the odds?

"Rose? Rose where are you?" Albus's voice rang through the hall. Reality kicked in as they took another step back.

"I—" Scorpious tried to say something but his throat was closing.

"Scorpious?" A voice asked from behind. "Scorpio, are you here?"

"You, no way it's too," Rose tried to speak as well.

"Rose?" the voice rang through the hall again.

"Scorpio!" The other called and they both began to back up slowly.

Soon, they both turned and walked opposite directions, both of them held up a hand that flew to their lips. Rose brushed her lips softly, her mind racing.

"Oh, there you are Rose!" Albus said walking over. "I was looking for you, we were all going to head up now since it's all over." He indicated to the small group of Gryffindors behind him.

"What? Oh yeah." She said and she let her cousin lead her out of the great hall.

"Hey Scorpious!" Nick laughed as he walked over to his friend. "I had the most amazing night!"

"Good to hear it," Scorpious smiled at his friend as they walked back to the dungeons. But his smile faltered when his friend wasn't looking. What had he done? He had kissed a Gryffindor, and not just any Gryffindor, the Gryffindor Princes, Rose Weasley. Oh he just knew she was wishing this night had never happened, even though he was sure that it had been one of the best nights of his life.

Rose Weasley. The name made a shiver go down his spine. Rose Weasley. She was easily the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and until tonight, he'd never spoken to her before in his life.

It was easier that way. If he didn't talk to her or Albus, James, Hugo or Lily, they didn't talk to him. Except for the time Albus and he had been paired for Charms once but they exchanged very few words. If they didn't talk, they couldn't become rivals, it was a goal. But he'd just spent three hours sharing his deepest wishes with the forbidden one, what was he to do now?

He was sure that he was falling for her. He knew she could never reciprocated that feeling. Maybe if he was someone else, but he wasn't, he was Scorpious Malfoy, the Slytherin. The vermin, the son of a death eater.

It was the first time he'd really actually even looked at her. The first time he'd ever seen her eyes. And he couldn't get them out of his head.

Scorpious Malfoy. The name made her stomach churn. Scorpious Malfoy. He was the only person in the whole wide world, she was sure she'd never fall for. But here she was, lying in bed, thinking of the blond boy.

She'd never even spoken to him before, so it was just bad luck that she'd ran in to him. But bad luck had been one hell of a night, and one amazing kiss.

No! Stop it! She commanded herself. You are a weasley, a Gryffindor and not in any way attracted to Scorpious. He hates you, he thinks your nothing and you just poured out your heart to him!

But those eyes. Silver blue, with such a kind smile. Wow.

She got up from her head girl bed and walked to the window seat and opened the window.

Just breathe! She told herself, get some sleep and by morning, everything will be okay. He's probably already forgotten about you. He's probably the only guy you've ever really liked…so why on earth did he have to be a Malfoy.

Scorpious finally crept from the boys dorm and into the Slytherin commons. He couldn't sleep at all. All he could think about was beautiful Rose bloody Weasley. Weasley!

He grabbed his broom from the cupboard as the door creaked. He spun around to make sure that no one else was there and he swung open the common's door.

His eyes searched around the darkness as he climbed up the stairs and out onto the castle grounds. His legs kicked off and soon he was climbing higher and higher on his Nimbus 2012, the newest broom. He tried everything to get her out of his mind. He flew loops, he played with a snitch from his pocket, he even dived but nothing was working.

Where was she now? Was she asleep? Images of a still and peaceful Rose filled his mind and his heart began to race. Was she awake? Probably not. Fantasies of her lying in bed, thinking of him crossed him and he ghosted a smile.

Where was the head's rooms anyway? The other side of the castle? Maybe if he rode up to her window, he could see her asleep.

Scorpio knew it was a bad idea, but he couldn't help it. She was all he could think about, everything that consumed him. And so he rode in the night air toward the castle side.

"Scorpious Malfoy, dearest Scorpio," she sighed into the ledge of the window, staring at the stars, speaking to herself. "Why of all things did you have to a Slytherin, and a Malfoy at that! What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

"I can't pretend that this night never happened, nor can I pretend that I regret talking to you…kissing you," she murmmered on as her hand flew to her lips again. She could still image his eyes leaning closer to her, knowing or wishing him to kiss her, and then he did.

"I don't want us to be apart because of our families," she groaned holding her head in her hands. "The moment you saw who I was, I'm sure hate, disgust and regret filled you, but only sorrow filled me. Am I destined to love the one I cannot have? Am I in love?"

Scorpious's eyes widened and he leaned closer. He shouldn't have been listening, he knew that, but she had captivated next words she spoke could be everything. She didn't regret it, she possibly loved him. She wanted to be with him.

"Yes," she breathed out and a single tear rolled down her right cheek, which she quickly wiped away.

"Don't cry," Scorpious muttered, flying up to her without even thinking.

"Who is there…?" Rose shouted in alarm. She took a step back from the window, her eyes searching for the stranger.

"It's me," Scorpio told her and he leveled with the window. They stared at each other for a moment, unsure of what to say.

"You—err heard all that?" Rose asked meekly with a bright red blush and Scorpious couldn't help but smile at the girl.

"Yes," he told her. "Did you mean it?"

"Well I," she covered her face with her hands. "I didn't know anyone was there! You weren't supposed to hear it!"

"But did you mean it?" Scorpious asked again. He hoped, deep in his soul that she did.

"I, I, yes. I did mean it," she told him sitting on the window seat again, only a foot or so away from him. "I can't lie about it. I can't pretend like I didn't mean it." She was embarrassed, and in the moonlight Scorpio could see her bringing her knees up to her chin.

"Would it make you feel better if I told you that I felt the same way?" he asked and she looked up at him in shock. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. I can't get you out of my head. Your eyes, your smile, your voice, your dreams and ambitions. I'm in love with you."

"I don't think the wizarding world would be too fond of us dating Malfoy," she told him clearing her throat.

"Please, call me Scorpious," he whispered as his broom neared the window. "I just professed my love to you. I think we should be on first name terms."

"Yeah," She sighed and looked back up at the stars. "I love you too Scorpious."

And that was it for him, her saying his name made him go crazy. He'd never had been fond of his name, but when she said it….

"But what are we to do?" she asked and he could hear the worry and plead in her voice. "I can't be just friends with you Scorpious," she told him and his eyes flickered to hers.

"So I will come here every night," he told her. "And we can just talk, for hours at a time."

"For hours?" she giggled. "As lovely as that sounds, I don't know how we'd get enough sleep at night."

"Well," Scorpious reached into the room and took her warm hand in his. "Then just an hour every night."

"But that isn't nearly long enough!" she cried and he smiled.

"You can't have it both ways Rose."

"I just want to be with you forever," she told him and he felt his heart race.

"I will be with you forever Rose," he promised, tightening his grip on her hand. "I'd do anything for you."

"You just need to tell me you love me," she whispered as she leaned out the window toward him.

"I love you more than life itself Rose Weasley," he told her and he could feel her hot breath on him as he leaned toward her.

"And I love you Scorpious Malfoy," she murmured as her lips grazed his. All the worry that had filled the couple evaporated for a moment, as their hands entwined and there other snaked around there necks, pulling the other closer. His hand tangled in her sea of hair and her warm hand tingled at the back of his neck.

Rose and Scorpious broke, and their hands stayed holding until his distance grew too much and they broke, leaving Rose at the window and Scorpious riding through the night, back to his room.

"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow," she whispered into the wind.

Ummmm...TADA! sort of. I love these two. Yeah!

Okay just something I had to say. The famous line:"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?" Is not all as it seems. Juliet is not asking where he is. She is not even searching for him. No wherefor more means why, not where. She is asking why his is Romeo, why he is a Montegue. For you see she is in distress. Why of all people in the whole world, did she fall for Romeo? Why of all the people on earth did Rose fall for Scorpious?