This was a request from someone on Tumblr, in which Scorpius and Rose live together in a flat after graduating Hogwarts, not yet discovering feelings for each other.
"Delivery for Rose Weasley!" Scorpius hears a man's voice outside their apartment, who Scorpius thinks belongs to some muggle delivery guy. He opens the door and a man who was a head shorter than him, wearing some ridiculous uniform, was standing there, a vase with roses in his arms.
Scorpius kind of just stands there for a moment, thinking who could possibly have sent her those roses, because for all he knew, it definitely wasn't him.
The delivery man seemed to be irritated, as he gave a loud cough that brought him back to reality. Scorpius quickly signed some papers and placing the vase gently on a dresser, slammed the door, to which the man outside was unlucky of.
Scorpius picked up the vase again, sat down on the couch and stared at it. Rose and him only got this flat a month ago, surely she couldn't have some muggle admirers already.
But, with someone as intelligent, independent, brave, strong, and beauti- pretty as her, it was possible.
Maybe it was someone back from Hogwarts? Derek Finnegan has been eyeing her like a piece of meat ever since 5th year. And Scorpius was sure they were a lot more others he had yet to know of.
And, if he remembered correctly, she did participate in that ridiculous program Hogwarts had hosted. It was where they received pen pals from other Wizarding schools.
Much to the young Malfoy's distress, she had received the apparentheartthrob of Durmstrang. It was possible. Rose did go through a phase where she would talk about him nonstop for an hour or two.
Scorpius checked the tag as to make it easier to know, and it only added up to more curiosity as the sender didn't address who he was, but only stated such: To my everblooming Rose,
Scorpius was deeply annoyed, because as a person who was known to solve things fast, he felt rather stupid.
He resided to the option he didn't want to choose. Ask Rose. This was because it felt as though he was surrendering to her, his best-friend and academic rival, that he couldn't solve a puzzle this easy. And because Rose might question his curiosity. He didn't have a choice though.
Scorpius checked his watch. It was already 5 in the afternoon, which means Rose would be arriving any second now. Scorpius was right, as he heard a familiar voice calling for his name, ringing the doorbell. Scorpius stood up to get the door, to which he was greeted with a warm hug and a kiss on a cheek, something that they did all the time, likewise a tradition of sorts. Today, though, Scorpius felt odd about it.
The pair just sat down, not saying much. Rose was scribbling something furiously on a roll of parchment, pausing to think once in a while. Scorpius just stared at Rose, the vase of roses, and back again. Finally, Scorpius, getting tired of the silence, speaks.
"Hey, did you know you received a vase of roses today?" Before he could mention anything else, Rose sat up straight and faced him.
"Oh, I know. Dad said he and mum wanted to send me something." As she grinned cheekily, she went back to her parchment. Scorpius sat there, dumbfounded, a pink tinge appearing on his face.
Author's Note: This is one of my longer ones, the ones that reach up to 500+ words. I personally like this, so i didn't edit too much. Im pretty proud of this one too since it got 62 notes on tumblr so yeah.
