Thank God

The children of two enemies forget the past

Rose couldn't help it, she let out a scream. Actually it was more like a strangled sob. A lump built in her throat as she walked over to the heap on the floor. Scorpius lay down as the Professors scrambled to see what had happened.

Scorpius was dead; there was no use denying it. Rose closed her eyes tight not wanting any tears to be shed. Then as if God had blessed her with a miracle she saw Scorpius stir. Rose yelped and was suddenly beside him.

She grasped Scorpius' hand which was surprisingly warm for someone who was supposed to be dead. But he wasn't dead. The Professors oddly enough weren't freaking out. They of course had restrained Cynthia and disarmed her, but they seemed unworried by the fact that Scorpius could have been dead on the ground. But he wasn't. He wasn't dead, Rose was clinging to that thought.

Then a thought occurred. The teachers weren't worried, Scorpius wasn't dead, the spell hadn't worked. Rose caught herself before she literally slapped her forehead. No magic could be used in the rooms. Dear God, it was a miracle.

Professor McGonagall walked in. "We'd best get Mr. Malfoy into a hospital bed. It appears he's hit his head." Her voice was serious but she smiled at Rose almost knowingly.

"Yes." Was all Rose said as she attempted and would have failed without the help of Madame Pomfrey, to get Scorpius into the hospital bed.

"You need sleep. And lots of it from the night I've seen." Madame Pomfrey said in her no nonsense voice.

Once Madame Pomfrey saw that her victims were in bed she left. But Rose lay awake thinking about what had just happened. Rose couldn't understand it, and she was not usually a dense person, but this was different. It wasn't Cynthia she couldn't understand. Jealousy was something that Rose knew well. She couldn't understand Scorpius was safe all along, though he didn't know it. But why then would he put himself between Rose and Cynthia.

After what seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes, Rose had narrowed it down to a few possibilities. 1.) Scorpius was trying to get out of the line of fire; which seemed unlikely because of the fact he was a seeker and rarely misjudged movements. 2.) Scorpius was crazy; which was a very real possibility since Rose still didn't know why Scorpius came to visit her. Or. 3.) Scorpius felt guilty for something he'd done to her and he was trying to atone for it. Not a single one of those reasons made any sense but they were the closest Rose could get to any reality.

There was of course one other reason that Rose's most secretive and sensitive side quietly voiced. Maybe he loved her and was trying to protect her. But Rose made herself forget the thought the moment came into her mind. All the two of them had done since they met was fight, argue, compete, the list goes on. And the only time they hadn't technically been fighting they had ended up in a hospital bed snogging. Which Rose admitted to herself, wasn't completely unpleasant.

Rose rolled over in her hospital bed for what felt like the hundredth time when she heard Scorpius stir. She heard him mumble something that she didn't understand. So as any Weasley would do she got up and got closer.

Scorpius mumbled again. "Ooosie. Rosie." Completely bewildered Rose moved closer. He was saying her name and the other reason he might have saved her came into her mind with full force. "Luv you."

He didn't say anything else and Rose figured he must have fallen back asleep again. Rose sat down beside his bed not sure what to think of it. Curiosity had Rose leaning forward. Curiosity killed the cat, Rose thought, but then again, Rose was no cat.

"Do you love me Scorpius?" The childish question sprung from her lips even though she knew he wouldn't answer. But answer he did.

"What's it to you?" Rose nearly toppled out of her chair.

"How long have you been awake?" Rose asked positively mortified. She knew Scorpius couldn't see her face turning crimson but she was embarrassed none the less.

"Not long I imagine. But I feel like hell." Scorpius snarled and tried to get out of bed. He realized he wasn't as steady on his feet as he would have liked to believe. He fell a little forward landing in Rose's lap.

Scorpius snarled again, but Rose laughed, and she just couldn't stop. She was not worried as she should be. But the laughing eased her so much and she smiled when she saw Scorpius lips twitch and heard him break out into a smile of his own. It looked just like the picture in the locket.

The laughter finally subsided and there was a tense silence. "Why did you come to see me?" Rose finally asked.

It was too dark to tell but Rose could've sworn that Scorpius was blushing. He shifted on her lap and Rose suddenly became aware of how close they were. Scorpius seemed to read her thoughts because he got up and sat on the bed.

"icametoapologizeandgiveyouthis." Scorpius said really fast through gritted teeth. He was being prideful, something Rose knew too well. But something surprisingly warm was forced into her hand. Rose knew what it was before she looked at it. It was the locket that only she could open and see the treasure inside of it.

Unlike the last time it was forced into her hands, Rose took it without complaint, because this time she knew it was meant for her. She slipped it over her head and whispered her thanks. Chocolate eyes met grey ones and there was another silence, but this time it was comfortable.

"So, do you want to go out with me?" Scorpius asked, his smirk firmly back on his face. Rose smiled when she realized it wasn't really a bad look for him. But Rose wasn't going to let him take her so easily.

"Well…" Rose drew out the syllable.

"You wouldn't be just another notch in my bed post." Scorpius said with a sincerity Rose recognized immediately.

Both Scorpius and Rose were now standing and Rose sneered at the sight that Scorpius was not just slightly taller he was a good seven inches taller than she. But she smiled because seven years ago the situations had been reversed. Scorpius smiled a genuine smile at her, one she hadn't seen in years.

Rose asked in almost a breathless voice, "Persuade me."

Scorpius moved closer so he could run his hands through Rose's red hair. "Good luck trying to stay strong." His lips were hovering a spare inch above her own.

"Keep it." Rose said a moment before their lips met. Just as fierce and passionate as the first time, only hours ago.

AN: There is going to be one more chapter and I'm so sorry this chapter sucked. It's just that I never know how to bring the love of these two in in a totally non cliché way. I hope you read and review. And sorry if there is any confusion in my pen name changes because it's taken me so long to write this story that I've changed it three times. Thank you

-Mrs. Lizzy Malfoy