"Mister Malfoy, Miss Weasley, did you manage to get along for the few hours since seeing me last?" McGonagall asked as the sullen students took their seats. They nodded with apprehension. "Well, perhaps that will be a good sign." She didn't look like she believed that either.

"Well, I suppose we should get started." She began.

Rose straightened up, determined to show McGonagall she was going to be as cooperative as she could be. Scorpius looked like he couldn't care less. McGonagall gave them a more in depth rundown of what she expected, with Rose nodding along vigorously.

Once dismissed to head down to their detention for the week in the greenhouses, it did not take long for them to start up their bickering once again. When they were outside, the tension became unbearable and Rose pushed him into some bushes. She didn't count on his quick reflexes bringing her down as well.

Their limbs were entangled- his cool breath sent shivers down her spine. He looked her dead in the eyes, hand clutching her chin.

"What's the matter, Rosie? You had a lot to say a second ago." Scorpius couldn't help but smirk. She wiped that off by attacking his neck, just below his ear. She bit at his skin. His muscles tensed around her, he groaned deeply. His hand stroked her back, once gently, another so firm it almost hurt. He repeated this pattern three times before Rose threw her leg over him and began to grind herself against him. His hardness sending her pleasure directly where she wanted it.

"Scoooor…" She moaned breathily. His hand dipped lower, to her ass. He squeezed and pinched and rubbed.

Squaaawk. One of Hagrid's animals alerted them to reality once again. They froze for a second. Scorpius disentangled himself instantly, lithely getting to his feet.

"Come on!" Scorpius reached down and grabbed her waist. He pulled her up quickly. She felt a little dizzy so she grabbed onto his sleeve, reveling in the feeling of his flexed muscle. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, guessing where her thoughts were.

"Listen, the idea of taking you right there on those bushes, hearing you ground out my name as I lick you and hold you down at the same time is appealing in every way. But if we don't get down there, your precious uncle is going to come looking for us and if he found you straddling me as I dig my fingers into your thighs, he would take your favorite part of my anatomy." His dirty warning frustrated her in more than one way. Again he smirked and began to walk ahead. Her smaller legs couldn't keep up with his strides.

Their detention had been tense but they played along with the rules. They were polite to one another. Eventually Neville yawned and told them it was time they all got some sleep. On their way up to the castle. Scorpius grinned as they passed the bushes him and Rose had fallen into. She elbowed him discreetly, frowning deeply at his immature behavior. But she couldn't deny to herself that she was wet with desire as he remembered his words.

Before they parted for their respective houses, after Neville had gone down to the teachers' quarters, Rose turned to him with serious expression. She could not let lusty thoughts cloud her thinking.

"We need to decide on a time to do McGonagall's assignment this week." She informed him.

"I would prefer people not to see us and get the wrong idea. Wouldn't want anyone thinking your cold heart was thawed by any kind of horrible friendship with me… Meet me outside the Kitchens tomorrow after everyone's gone to sleep- let's say 11."

"I am certainly not going to break curfew just because you are too embarrassed to be seen with me! I will meet you outside the Great Hall after dinner tomorrow. We will be back in our respective beds before any prefect even thinks about starting their rounds." With that, she turned her nose up and spun around leaving him in her wake. He rolled his eyes and headed down to the Slytherin dorm.

Rose was waiting just like she said she would be outside the Great Hall after dinner. Of course, Scorpius took his merry time meeting her. When he finally strolled up beside her, she had started dazing off a little and his presence startled her.

"Hmm… Cat got your lion's courage, Weasley?" He laughed at her expense. She crunched up her face and strode off in the other direction. Scorpius followed at his own languid pace. Rose stopped at the Prefects' Lounge. It was the oldest one and it was seldom used. It smelled a bit but Rose thought it would upset Malfoy more than it would her so she decided to bare it. She was disappointed at his lack of acknowledgement.

He spread himself out on the couch, jostling her knees as he did so. She rolled her eyes and waited for him to say something. Then it became something of a contest as it always did with them. Both of them, with the stubbornness of a bull rather than a snake or lion, remained silent, glaring at one another. Rose worked to keep her gaze off his lips while Scorpius made no attempt at hiding when his gaze slid down to her breasts. It took ten minutes of complete silence before Malfoy stood up rather abruptly, startling Rose again.

"Well this was great. I told Priscilla I would meet her when I was done with this so if you don't mind-" Scorpius barely got the final word before Rose had shoved him, grabbing onto his collar. Scorpius cast a locking and silencing charm on the door then dropped his wand and carried her back to the couch.

"Jealous, Weasel?" He smirked.

"Nope." She popped out from under him, still having him by the collar. "I just know there is only one way to get you to think. With little Scorpius. So now we can move on to the assignment." She looked to proud of herself.

"Seriously? You're gonna get me all worked up-" He said with an accusatory tone.

"Oh please. I've known blue balls are a lie since I was in third year." She rolled her eyes, letting go of him and picking her notebook out of her bag.

"Whichever of your cousins told you that is a traitor to the male race." Scorpius scowled. To his surprise, Rose actually laughed a little. She looked a little perturbed as well when she realized, and eager to change the subject.

"Anyways, I figure we can start with the first set of questions today. You remember how McGonagall said this works?" She asked. He raised an eyebrow. It hadn't been that long and he was not that thick. "Since you didn't answer, I'll be forced recite the rules again. I will read the question then you will answer and proceed to ask me the question. I will answer then you will ask the next one. So on and so forth. Are you ready?"

"You're taking this too seriously. BUT I want to ask the first one." He took the paper from her hands even though he could have easily retrieved his own by summoning it. "Given the choice of anyone in the world, who would you want as a dinner guest?"

"Whom." Rose corrected.

"Oh, bloody hell-"

"My grandmother. Not Molly. My mum's mother."

"The muggle one?" Scorpius asked without any overtones- he was just asking.

"Yeah… She was a dentist and a mother and that's really all I know about her. She died the day I left for Hogwarts. I feel like there had to be so much more to her than those two things but…" Rose realized she was oversharing, the question didn't ask why. "What about you? Who would you have dinner with?" Scorpius was going to inquire further but he didn't feel like answering too many questions about his answer so he let it go.

"Ollivander, interesting guy." Scorpius shrugged.

"You- interesting guy? Seriously?"

"Fine, fine. If I could study wandmaking, I would. That's why."

"Why can't you?"

"That's not the next question, Rose."

"I- I'm just asking…" Rose could see when she was going to get nowhere with him so she moved on. "Would you like to be famous? In what way?"

"Um… Not really. Maybe for quidditch?"

"Maybe?" She was surprised to hear this. With all his talk, she assumed he had wanted to go pro.

"I'd rather just be good. I don't really care that all of London knows. What about you? Rose Weasley infamous for dying in dust storm when opening books that no one has opened in millenia?"

"Funny. Very amusing. But I suppose same. I don't really want to be famous. Being Ron and Hermione's daughter is deterrent enough. I'd like to be good at something though. And I think recognition would be… a good thing."

"You're allowed to say you want something, Weasel." Rose didn't respond because he had suddenly was very close to her. He kissed her neck too gently. She leaned into him, moaning as he opened his mouth to suck on her skin.

She came to her senses when the door handle jiggled, standing up too quickly.

"Malfoy!" He groaned and laid back on the couch, making his problem all the more visible.

"Obviously, you're far too horny to take this seriously. Go get sucked off by Priscilla." She hissed at him, more upset with herself if she was being honest.

As she left the room, Scorpius laid there trying to calm himself down. He was never going to hook up with Priscilla anyways. He finally settled on a cold shower. Little Scorpius that Rose had accused him of thinking with was not too happy with the decision.

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