The days of first term passed quickly. More quickly than Rose would've liked. But, nonetheless, she was having great fun with her new friend Scorpius. Everyone else in Gryffindor House were also warmed up to him, and he did his best to be as a Gryffindor should. Both Rose and Scorpius got letters back from they're family on the same day. Ron Weasley's letter was very angry and unforgiving, but you could see the spots where Hermione had tried to calm him down, because there were many squiggles, as if she tried to take the quill away from him. She tried to forget about it, and decided not to go home when Christmas came.

Draco Malfoy's letter was very calm. He was slightly irritated with the fact that he, Scorpius, had been sorted into Gryffindor and not Slytherin. Scorpius was very relieved, though. Everyday, Rose and Scorpius became closer, and Scorpius definitely was developing a crush on Rose. She took no notice, whether she actually didn't notice, or she was just waving it off, Scorpius didn't know, though he didn't care. He loved Rose anyway. With her bright red hair and baby blue eyes - he'd never seen anyone more beautiful in his life.

Soon, Christmas was getting closer, and Scorpius hatched an idea in his brain that he couldn't let go of. So, after Potions class, he told Rose not to wait up for him, and he sat down with a quill and parchment. Little did he know, as he was scribbling down his letter to Draco Malfoy, Albus Potter was still in the classroom. "Hey," he called out, blinking. Scorpius whipped his head around until he saw the jet-black haired boy, still sitting in his seat.

"What are you doing here, Pott- uh… Albus?"

"I just wanted to tell you, that if you harm my cousin in any way you're going to get hurt."

"Why in the world would I hurt Rose?" he asked, extremely surprised that Albus was telling him this.

"You're a destined Slytherin, Malfoy," he said nothing else, stood up, shrugged, grabbed his bag and swaggered out of the room, the whole time Scorpius was glaring at him behind his back. Once Albus was gone, Scorpius continued on his letter, muttering under his breath, "So he can be a git, but I can't. Of course, it figures. Why the hell would I hurt Rose?"

Dear Dad,

I'm glad you weren't mad about me being in Gryffindor. I just wanted to ask you a question, and I hope you consider it before you say no.

Rose Weasley has become the best friend I've ever had, and I was wondering if she could stay at our house for Christmas. She said that she's not going home for Christmas, so it's perfect right?

I hope you say yes.

Your son,

Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

He folded his letter and stuck it in his bag, planning to ask Rose if he could use her owl later. Knowing he was late, he ran off to his next class, still fuming about Albus Potter's statement.

In History of Magic, Scorpius was bored to death. He wasn't paying attention, and he was sure no one else was either. He had to ask Rose if he could use her owl, so, he scribbled it on a scrap of parchment, folded it and passed it quietly to Rose, who took it without looking at him. He smirked, watching her open the note, read it and nod at him. He grinned, looking at Professor Binns, trying to pay attention, but just getting so excited to send the letter.

After History of Magic, he met up with Rose outside of the classroom. "Quidditch match tonight, Scorp," she said, grinning widely. "James is on the Gryffindor Quidditch team." Scorpius nodded, clutching his books in both arms.

"He's… Seeker?"

"Yup, just like Uncle Harry. Hey, wanna go outside before our next class?" she said, turning her blue eyes towards him, it was all he could do not to swoon. "Yes… yes sure." he said.

They walked outside together, heading towards the lake and sitting down. "This is nice," Rose said, grinning.

"Yeah… it is… Rose?"

"Yes?"

"I've asked my father if you can stay with us for Christmas. Do you think you want to?" He saw Rose wince, and he panicked instantly.

"Well, I don't know, Scorpius. Dad probably wouldn't allow it… you know?"

"Oh… yeah… right. I know, I should've… checked with you-"

"That was that letter you sent out, wasn't it Scorpius!" she shrieked, looking at him.

"Y-yes… I'm sorry, I just thought… I just thought that maybe…" he trailed off, wincing as she shook her

head and stood up. "We should go to our next class, come on, Scorp." She walked off, and before Scorpius

knew it, he was following her, at her side again. "Listen, Rose, I'm sorry if I upset you… I was just trying

to- well, I hope this doesn't ruin… our friendship?" he said, carefully, trying to keep up with Rose.

"Scorpius, I'd tell you if I was angry enough with you for that to happen, alright? I promise, we're still

friends. I just… wish you would've checked with me first, you know?" Scorpius nodded.

"I understand, and I'm sorry." They smiled at each other, and then walked off to they're next class -

Defense Against the Dark Arts.

It was after they're very first disagreement that Scorpius knew he loved Rose as much as he loved anyone in

his family - maybe even more.

Just… did she return those feelings?

This chapter's a little on the short side, and kinda boring, but its just a show of they're first fight and

how Scorpius figures out he loves Rose and all that stuff. Another chapter is to come, hope you're

enjoying, and don't forget to review. J