A.N. Okay, I'm inspired, so I wanna post a new chappie of this. BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN THIS IS THE STORY I'M GOING OT DO FIRST, VOTING IS STILL OPEN, I AM SIMPLY GIVING IN TO AN ARTISTICAL WHIM.

"Come on, Rose, you can't stay in there forever," Cadence sighed, trying in vain to pull Rose out of her bed.

"I'm never going down again. I'll live up here," Rose said dramatically, sprawled on her bed with Winks on her back.

"Rose, did Scorpius ever say he didn't like you?" Aragog Arabella asked.

Aragog Arabella Isabelle Hagrid was three feet of spunk and beauty. She'd inherited her mother's looks and her father's personality.

Nobody really knew where she got her height.

"Aragog, you didn't see his face! He's disgusted with me, I know it!" She moaned.

"Oh, just leave her there, Ara. She's not coming down," Sunny cried from the foot of the stairs.

"What's the problem, Sun?" Scorpius said, coming up behind where she waited.

"Rose won't come down. She's already missed breakfast, and in three minutes she'll be late for Potions, and McGonagall says that if she's not there for one more Quidditch practice, she'll force you to replace her," Sunny said, exasperated.

Scorp sighed and set his bag down. "I'll get her,"

"Wait! The stairway-you can't go up-" Sunny cried.

"Honestly, Sun, d'you think I haven't figured out how to trick it? To think!" he smirked.

When he reached Rose's dormitory, Cadence was trying to hex her off the bed, while Aragog held Winksikins, who was meowing and washing his ears.

"I. Am. Not. Going. Down!" Rose growled, dodging the Bat-Bogey Hex Cadence fired.

"Rose! He didn't even say he didn't like you! You don't need to be depressed!" Aragog shook her head, stroking Wink's silky black fur.

"HE DIDN'T SAY HE LIKED ME, DID HE?" Rose bellowed. "NOT LIKE I LIKE HIM! SO WHY SHOULD I GO DOWN AND WATCH EVERYBODY LOOK AT ME LIKE I'M SOME BLOODY KICKED PUPPY?"

"I was a bit shocked, to tell you the truth," Scorpius said calmly, leaning against the doorframe.

Cade shrieked, and Aragog dropped Winksikins, which earned her a very indignant glance from the cat, before he leaped onto Rose's warm windowsill.

"S-S-S-Scorp?" Rose stumbled over his name as if she'd never said it.

"The one and only." He grinned.

And suddenly she was off of the bed and hitting him with the pillows. "BLOODY HELL, SCORP! HAVE YOU BEEN LISTENING THE ENTIRE TIME? YOU GIT!"

Pulling out her wand, she started firing indistinguishable hexes.

A huge owl came scratching at the door, which only infuriated Rose more. "NOT BLOODY NOW, FAOLIN! YOU CAN JUST STOP BRINGING ME THOSE LETTERS, BECAUSE I'M NEVER GOING TO OPEN THEM! IN FACT, YOU CAN TELL TEDDY TO STICK HIS QUILL UP HIS-"

And with that, she stalked out.

"Well, at least you got her up," Cade said, pulling her bag up. "C'mon, Ara. We've probably already missed Potions."

They left Scorpius there, feeling alone and miserable.

Because the truth was, he did like Rose.

In the very same way she liked him.

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The day passed in the same way as the morning had: Scorpius trying to talk to Rose, who cursed him and tired to hex him into a jelly.

It would've been offensive, if she hadn't looked so cute while she did it.

"C'mon, mate. Don't worry about Rose-she'll come around. Your friendship means a lot to her," Albus said as they headed to the pitch. Of course, Al didn't know that what Rose and Scorpius had was a bit more than friendship. He would've blown a fuse, and Scorp really didn't fancy losing the one friend who knew everything about him and liked him anyway.

Well, almost everything.

The entire team was assembled when they stepped on the field: The Chasers, Cade, Sunny, and Albus, the Beaters, Aragog and Geoffrey Lovegood, and the Keeper, Rose.

Scorpius was the Seeker as well as the Team Captain, and he really wasn't relishing the idea of spending hours with this new hexing Rose.

"Right, team, we've got the match against Hufflepuff this Friday," he began, but he was interrupted by a snort.

"Honestly, Malfoy, d'you think we're going to have trouble beating them?" Rose sneered.

"Look, Daisy, a bit of extra practice never hurt anyone-"

"Oh yeah? Then how come you're never out here, Mr. Team Captain," She glared.

"Hufflepuff's got a strong team this year, and I think we should be ready-" He tried, but Rose interrupted him again.

"Yeah, well, I think we'll flatten them. And since, unlike you, I have a social life, I've got ways to use this time,"

"THAT'S IT, WEASLEY!" He growled, finally losing his fraying temper. "In the changing room. NOW."

With a scowl, Rose stalked off.

"Good luck, mate," Albus whispered as he watched Scorp head after her. "I hope you come out alive."

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"Look, Weasley, I don't care what goes on in our personal lives, but when we're on the pitch, I'm the Captain, and you're going to act like it, or I swear I'll kick your arse off of this team." He growled, facing where she stood.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Malfoy. I'm just stating my opinion, " She said sullenly, refusing to look at him.

"Alright, Rose, what's this about?" He said, sighing and running his hands through his sweaty hair.

"I told you, Malfoy-"

"Don't call me that. My name is Scorpius. I. Am. Scorpius, and I know that there's something wrong. So out with it."

"What do you think?" She glared.

"I thought it was about that." He shook his head. "Look, Daisy-"

"I know, I know, you don't like me like that, but you want to stay friends. I've heard it all before, so don't even-"

She didn't get to finish, because Scorpius crossed the room, lifted her face in his hands, and kissed her.

It wasn't a rough, passionate, heavy kiss like she'd always assumed his kiss would be like.

It was sweet and patient, and surprisingly gentle. It was like he was saying in that one motion that he'd wait for her however long it took.

They stayed like that for a while, neither one of them trying to force it any deeper, just enjoying each other.

She noted with a smile that he tasted like frosting and raspberries, a combination that showed he and Albus had sneaked to the kitchen and gotten some tarts from the house-elves.

Albus.

The moment his name entered her head, she felt guilty. If he knew about…whatever her and Scorpius had, he'd flip. He might even die.

With a pang, she pulled away. Scorpius's gray eyes locked on hers, and she felt her knees weaken. A strange feeling started growling in her stomach, a feeling that her mum had told her she'd felt for her da.

A feeling that she wanted Scorp.

And then she thought about Albus again, and opened her mouth. Before she could even say it, Scorp nodded his head. "It would kill him."

"But-" She faltered. Yes, she didn't want Albus to be hurt, but….she didn't want to lose what had just happened with Scorp.

"I know. I don't want to forget it either." He smiled gently at her.

"So…"

So, maybe we can just…keep it a secret." He suggested.

"A secret? Like, Hamlet and Ophelia?" (A.N. yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, no author's note in the middle of the story, but FORSESHADOWING!)

"Yeah. Like that. Nobody has to know," Rose almost laughed at the pleading puppy dog look in his steel gray beauties. He thought that she was about to say no.

She smiled softly and pressed her lips gently to his. "I think that's a great idea."

A.N. But it's not, Rose. It's not. Trust me, dear readers, it's never good to try a secret relationship.

I mean, think about what this is going to do to-

Oh wait. You can't know that, because you haven't REVIWED.

SO do it!

Duses!

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