Chapter 10: Falling in Love with the Enemy

Fuck, she was really soft. Her skin was milk and her tiny freckles lightened up the room. She was a drug I was not getting enough of, and she just taunted me with those smiles and those perfect plumped lips. She was doing it on purpose, I could tell, secretly batting her lashes at me and then feigning hatred and taking a row with me before class. She was a master when it came down to torment me, and I couldn't believe how easily I always came into her traps. She was the sun, and I was revolving around her like my life depended on it.

Rose was sitting there, all perfection and crazy hair, her eyes focused entirely on the page before her, her index finger following the line she was reading. Her sweet mouth moving and dictating the words on the book to me, trying to make me interested on the subject at hand. But I couldn't concentrate in anything else that wasn't her creamy skin and her piercing blue eyes. She was becoming my whole world and very fast.

I rested a hand on her thigh, claiming with it my rightful place as her boyfriend (secret boyfriend, but boyfriend at last), sliding it up ever so slowly. I felt her jump at the sudden contact, and yet her lips only turned up into a shy smile and kept reading the words to me. My hand advanced a little further up, and just a couple centimeters shy of her undergarments, she placed a hand over mine, kindly stopping my ministrations. Her face was blushed and her smile was consistently in place.

"Not here, and not now. At least not yet." she whispered. Whatever happened to my shy and conservative Rose I was yet to find out as her shyness seemed to have slowly faded away this past couple weeks. She interlaced her fingers into mine and shoved the book a bit more into my face. "Pay attention, this is important."

"You are the only thing I want to pay attention to." I said, smirking.

"Very amusing, Mr. Malfoy. But we are here for another purpose and if you're good and behave I might let you snog me later." she concluded, glancing back to the book before us. Damn, she could be sexy as hell when she wanted to.

"It's that a promise?" I hummed into her ear, squeezing her hand and making her shiver slightly. She giggled the sweetest laugh I heard on my life and she turned her head to kiss me lightly on the lips.

"I won't promise anything until you pay attention to what I'm saying." she concluded, facing the page again.

"There is no way some lame story about my great grand uncle is going to be as amusing as you, love." I said in a husky voice. We had been making out for the last two weeks in secret places, not a soul was to know about us, and I couldn't be more delighted. It was the perfect scenario in which no member of mine or her family intended to murder me, and I still got Rose. So being in a confined space like this empty classroom at 10 at night send throbbing signals automatically to my member. She was incredibly hot, and I was starting to get aroused just by looking at her. This thing about doing the right thing and not losing my virginity to Tess was starting to take a toll on my hormones. I was as horny as ever, and being with Rose was not making anything easier.

"Just be serious for some minutes, ok? I think this is interesting, and you may think that wand just wanted to come out and play, but I still mind you using it without fully knowing what it's meant for." she said, oblivious to the wand reference she just made and the reaction it had in my dirty mind. I sighed heavily.

"I know." I finally agreed. "You're right. It's just hard to concentrate when you are around. I really like you."

"And I like you too, so let's get this out of the way, alright?" she said, licking her lips and getting back to the piece at hand. "This guy, your great grand uncle or whatever, I think he was onto something. I don't believe the wand was made for him, it's just that I find it odd that sometimes in your family history one or two Malfoys go the good way, and then I found this note about him having a powerful way in his charms and dueling. It may not be anything, but it's worth checking it out."

"I don't get it. What do you mean going the good way?"

"Well, one of your relatives tried to marry a muggle once, and your family disapproved of it and kind of put him away when nobody could find him. Creepy, I know." she said, feigning a shiver and squeezing my hand tighter. "And this bloke, Fornax Malfoy, you great grand uncle or something, he tried to marry a muggle born and he fought for her rights in the Malfoy family, he had to literally duel the patriarch of the family, and they let him marry, but didn't allow him to have any descendants as he was going to stain the family name."

"And what does it have to do with the wand?" I asked, trying to connect the dots together.

"Nothing, or maybe something, I don't know. It doesn't even mention the wand in here. But get this, it does mention Fornax's marvelous abilities to duel and his powerful ability in charms and spells that potentially saved his life and permitted him to marry, although he never received formal training in dueling. I think that's suspicious. And what's more, something awful happened, his wife became pregnant and the rest of the family tried to murder the unborn baby."

"You got all this from this book?" I asked, suddenly fearing the outcome.

"Most of it, but I had to look for Fornax's name in several other books we brought from the Manor to actually get the pieces together." she declared nonchalantly. "Listen, the baby didn't die. He protected his family, and they managed to escape, it's a disgrace for the Malfoy family, and they changed their names so the family wouldn't find them."

"I'm relieved. So you think the wand protected them?"

"Yes. Well, we haven't considered this possibility yet." she said tentatively.

"Which one?"

"What if the wand it's not for something evil? What if it's not for bewitching you future fianceé and deem her worthy of the Malfoy name as my mum suggested? After reading this, and if Fornax was using it when he married his wife, I believe it may be for quite the opposite. Maybe it's for you to fight and marry someone the family wouldn't consider worthy but you do." she blushed.

"But-" I wanted to think about this a little more before actually believing it. It didn't make enough sense for me to actually believe it first hand. Why would the wand had appeared to me? I hadn't thought about marriage yet, I wasn't even 17, for crying out loud!

"Why now?" I asked, more to myself than to Rose.

"Maybe, it was the ideal time to start fighting." she said, shyly looking at my face.

"But...when I first stumbled over the wand, I had just started going out with Tess." I said, bleaching a little. Was she the one I had to fight for? I wasn't feeling like it, not after finally having Rose with me.

She fell silent too, I could tell she didn't like the idea. And I was suddenly in a hurry to know more about it. I couldn't ask my dad, he was as useful in Malfoy history as Albus could be, after the war, he wanted nothing to do with the family or even my grandfather. The only other Malfoy we heard about was my grandmother once or twice a year. Plus, having him knowing that I was using a wand with a sketchy origin was out of the question.

"I have to go." I said, wanting to get away and think about all of this. I needed more information, and I wanted it asap, before I did something wrong or make a bad decision.

"Oh." Rose said, worry and sadness flooding her features. "I'll talk to you later, then."

I hadn't meant to worry her, but I was desperate to get answers, and I figured who else would be interested in feeding them to me, if not for my grandmother. True, she was technically married to a Malfoy and not a Malfoy herself, but she must know something about it. This big of a scandal as the Malfoy's infame history wouldn't go unnoticed by her, and as she was the only one in speaking terms with me, I thought I had a shot at finding the truth.

I immediately ran to the owlery. In a folded piece of parchment I had in the pocket of my robes, I wrote a quick message to my grandmother. I tried to make it sound as urgent as possible, I couldn't wait months for her reply, but I also wanted her to understand that this needed to be kept secret:

Dear Grandmum,

Something's come up, I need to talk to you in private as soon as possible. Please, don't tell my dad.

Best wishes, Scorpius.

She was my only hope for the moment, and I was in helpless need for answers. How come this thing suddenly turned so serious? I was not ready to assume this responsibility, and yet, I needed to know all the fact because I still felt the urge to use the wand.

The next morning I was hoping to explain things to Rose, I wanted her in on the secret, but the first person I saw was not her. Albus came strutting towards me, a scowl on his face and his wand at the ready on his right hand.

Since the first time Rose and I kissed on that tiny broom cupboard, I had dreaded spending time with Albus. It had become hard to conceal my happiness from him, I could live without telling him anything, but my goofy grin whenever we talked about Rose had the ability to completely tip off Albus, specially since he already knew about my feelings for her.

"Come with me!" he said, anger radiating from his eyes.

"Al? I swear to Merlin I have done nothing to Rose." I said, half mockingly.

"It's not about you, you git." he said, dragging me around back up the stairs and to the entrance of the Ravenclaw common room.

"What are we doing?" I asked, hunger suddenly exploding inside my belly.

"Quick, hide!" Albus exclaimed, pulling me behind a tapestry that hanged all the way to the floor.

"Albus, what the fuck-" I started. I had bumped my elbow with the rock wall and after his pushes I had landed on the floor of what appeared to be a secret passage.

"Shush! I need to hear this!" he whispered in a furious manner.

I sat there on the floor quietly, until I could hear Lily's voice carrying to where we were hiding. She sounded breathy and giggly, and then a male's voice carried too.

"Who the fuck are you?" Albus whispered, trying to peek from behind the tapestry.

"Albus, fuck, that's your sister!" I whispered. This was ridiculous, he was spying on her, trying to find out who she was dating. I felt really stupid sitting there on the cold floor, spying on a 14 year old.

I stood on my feet and peeked from behind the tapestry too, and what I saw left me incapable of muster another word. Lily was facelocked with a bloke who looked at least two years older than her, she had her hands on his hair, and the guy was dangerously wandering into Lily's shirt. I just had time to get a hold on Albus's robes before he could go out there and kicked the poor bloke's ass. He was sending me murderous glances, but he stood there behind the tapestry with me. And after what seemed an eternity, we heard Lily's voice asking the bloke to stop. The guy grunted and then we heard footsteps going away. Albus immediately broke free from the tapestry and began shouting cused words at the air.

"What the hell were you doing?!" came a voice from behind us, Lily was still there, watching as we got out from our hiding spot.

"What were you doing?! You are a little girl! Why are you letting that fucking wanker feel you up?!" Albus screamed at her.

"Excuse me?! That wanker happens to be my boyfriend! And I am not a little girl!" she screamed back at him. She walked to the entrance of the Ravenclaw common room and entered, slamming the door behind her.

"Did you fucking see that? That guy was taking advantage of her! If you hadn't been there I-"

"You would have kicked his ass. I know. But, Albus, it's your sister, couldn't you give her some credit, maybe she has fallen in love." I asked tentatively.

"You mental?! She's just a kid she can't be in love. And any fucker who tries something with my little sister is as good as death! I need to find out who he is. I bet Rose knows." he went into his ranter, jogging back down to the Great Hall.

"You can't act like that every time one of your female relatives get a boyfriend!" I said after him.

"It's not all of them, it's mostly with Lily, Rose and Roxy. The other ones are older than me and they are James's, Fred's and Teddy's problem. I just deal with those three and Hugo helps me deal with Lily. In fact, I have to let him know about this as soon as I see him." he explained, still jogging to find Rose.

"You guys are sick." I concluded, jogging alongside him.

"We are just looking out for them, all blokes want to get near them, they're heroes' daughters, specially Lily and Rose." he said, entering the Great Hall.

Rose was sitting at the Ravenclaw table reading a book, her cute face screwed up in concentration, her fork elevated midair. Albus ran to her, sitting in front of her, and I sat beside her, smiling in an apologetic way. Was she mad at me for leaving her the night before? I took a plate and started to fill it up with breakfast. She looked at me with unsure eyes and then addressed Albus and his disheveled appearance.

"What's going on?"

"I'll tell you! Lily thinks she has gotten herself a boyfriend, and I want to know who he is so I can go and kill him!" Albus said, punching the table for dramatic effect. Rose rolled her eyes.

"He is indeed her boyfriend, and I won't tell you who he is." she concluded, her eyes drifting back to her book.

"Come on, Rose. You know she is not allowed to have a boyfriend."

"Says who?!" she exclaimed.

"Us. Me and Scor and James and Hugo and everybody." he said, signaling to the Gryffindor table.

"No, don't get me into this. I think it's fine!" I said, defending myself.

"You are in no authority to decide that!" she said to her cousin.

"It's the law, sorry. Neither you or Roxy or Lily are allowed to have boyfriends. And if there is a bloke who so much as touches you he is as good as dead." he concluded. I bleached a little and I saw Rose flashing me a look for the tiniest of seconds.

"You can kick his ass and make his life miserable, but as long as you oppose, Lily is not going to lose interest. That's going to make her just like him more. And they have been together for almost a month, I think he really likes her. Please, don't interfere." she said.

"Could you just tell me who it is!" Albus exclaimed, he was getting desperate. "I promise I won't punch him, I just want to look out for my baby sister."

Rose sighed. "Fine, but you have to promise you won't hurt him, or Lily would never forgive neither of us."

"I promise." Albus crossed his heart.

"His name is Paul Parker and he is a seventh year in Ravenclaw."

"Seventh?! Oh, no. That's too much! She is a fourth year, for Merlin's sake!" Albus stood up. "Are you coming, Scor? This ought to be good."

"Nah, I'll just hang here for a while, we have some things to discuss." I declared, shoving some eggs in my mouth.

"Things? Alright, I'll tell you how it went later." he said, stalking away from the table.

"You promised not to hurt him!" Rose said after him, but Albus was already outside the door.

"So...things?" she asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Yeah. I thought we could go and discuss in a more private place." I said suggestively.

"Oh." she said in a small voice. Her face looked relieved and her eyes darted back to her food.

"What's wrong?" I asked, maybe she was indeed mad at me and I was not prepared to hurt Rose.

"Nothing," she said, lifting her face and smiling broadly at me. "I thought-It doesn't matter."

"Tell me, Weasley." I said, grabbing her hand under the table.

"I thought you-that maybe you wouldn't want to be with me anymore." she whispered.

"Why on earth would I do that?" I laughed out of nervousness.

"Because of the wand." she said, closing her book and slipping it inside her bag. She smiled sweetly at me and stood up. "You coming?"

I stood up immediately, leaving my half eaten breakfast and following her outside. She was swaying her hips side to side in a really suggestive way, and glancing back once in awhile, making sure I was looking at her. She had lied to me, she did know how to flirt and she was making a hot mess about it. I could feel it in my pants, and my heart was fluttering in excitement.

We got into one of the cupboards on the second floor, I magically locked the door behind me and before I could even end the spell, Rose's hands intertwined on my waist, hugging me from behind. It was a rather intimate thing to do, and I was caught off guard. She had never hugged me that way, and I could feel her respiration slowing down relishing the moment. She didn't spoke up for the longest time. After awhile she buried her face on my back and snuggled, giggling. I felt it safe to turn around and facing her I could see the brightest smile a girl had ever given me, her dimples clearly showing and her eyes glinting.

"What's going on?" I asked, a huge smile creeping to my face too. She shook her head and went to kiss me, holding my face to make me meet hers. I quickly grabbed her waist, getting her closer to me. For some strange reason her kiss was like home, a home which I had never been to, where you could taste the sunshine and smell the grass. She was intoxicating me with love, and I felt the need to respond to it, to tell her I felt exactly the same way.

Finally she broke apart, her smile still in place and her emotions showing in her eyes. She backed away from the door to the only shelf in the tiny room and jumped up to sit on it, sending brooms and buckets to the floor. I catched up with her, inserting myself between her legs, and caressing her bare thighs with my fingertips. She shudder, grabbing me by the robes and pulling me closer. She kissed me again, this time more urgent than last time, and begging me to open my mouth so she could insert her tongue. I complied, roaming her back and hips with my hands, she clenched her hands to the back of my neck, and her fingers digging at the nape. She moaned into my mouth, making me pull her hips a bit into me, and she jumped slightly from the contact. She separated from me and directed a sly smile to my groin. Yes, I was really turned on.

She laughed, kissing me harder than before, sending even more boiling blood to my nether region. Her hands were sliding down my front, exploring with her fingertips my chest and my abdomen. Her breath became erratic and her legs enclosed my hips, pressing her sweet center to my erection. She was becoming too much to bare. I fought with the impulse of touching her more than I should, my slacks were getting way too small, and she was getting way too hot. This needed to end soon, or else I was going to lose myself.

"Rose." I hotly said into her mouth. She moaned in response, but broke apart, breathing heavily and resting her forehead on my shoulder.

"What's gotten into you, baby?" I asked trying to catch my breath and caressing her back.

"Nothing," she whispered. "I'm relieved."

"About what?"

"About you. You know, being here with me." she concluded, burying her face on my chest.

"Where else would I be?" I asked, confused.

"With Tess." her voice came muffled and constrained.

"What? Not in a million years, Rose. I want to be with you, I don't care about the wand or the history or whatever you might think happened with my great granduncle. I want only you." I laughed.

She turned to look at me with big blue eyes, her gaze completely struck with love. She smiled, and kissed me again full on the lips. I could get use to this Rose, to the one that will always showed me the love she was feeling in oppose to the one that always bickered and confused me with her retorts. She was a fine insulting weapon when she wanted to, but she was the most docile and loving creature on this planet whenever we were alone. I could tell she was falling in love with me, and by that point I was way passed in love. I completely loved her, she was my whole world, and even though I had felt this way about her for the longest time, in that moment I realised there was no turning back. I was tied down to her for life.

"You better." she concluded, hugging me by the waist and burying her face again on my chest.

At the middle of December people were starting to get things packed up. Albus immediately asked me if I wanted to go to Godric's Hollow for Christmas. I didn't need to be persuaded to spend my winter holidays in close vicinity to Rose. I send word to my father about the plan, and a simple one liner was what I got as a response.

Come home for new years. There's news.

Cryptic as always my father was. And cryptic too was my grandmother. I hadn't gotten word from her, and I was beginning to fear she had told somebody I was secretly seeking her advice. Rose said she better answer while I was at Godric's Hollow, as the Manor was a difficult place to maintain a secret. She was right, there were house elves that snoop and my mother that always questioned about everything. There was no sense of privacy in that place I called home, and at least at Godric's Hollow I had Rose and Albus to decipher anything that could be of relevance.

At the very last day at Hogwarts, Albus came and sat down at the Slytherin table. He was mysterious about something, and took out a book before piling food on his plate.

"What are you? Rose?" I asked, mockingly pointing at the book before him.

"Very amusing, jackass. No." he said, opening the book to a certain page. "I have to talk to you about something."

Rose came to the table too, looking cheerful and flushed from our earlier encounter at the dungeons. I smiled at her and she beamed at me. Albus turned around to face her, and she quickly reverted to her usual shy smile.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you all over." Albus said, motioning to her to sit down.

"Sorry. I was busy." she said.

"Anyway," Albus continued. "I have to talk to you both. I took this book out of the library a couple days ago, as I realised I have only one and a half years left here and I needed to take seriously what I want to do after. Gringotts it's my dream since we were, what?, 9? and Uncle Bill told us those awesome stories."

"Yes?" Rose asked bored by his rambling.

"And then I saw this." Albus announced, flipping the book to me and showing me some runes.

"What are they?" I asked, unimpressed.

"Don't you recognise them? Of course not, who am I kidding?" he said, rolling his eyes at me. "Look at them, this runes are on the wooden box."

"What?!" I spat at him, a little too loud. Rose turned the book to see them too.

"I thought you were no longer interested." I said.

"Not really. But I was having trouble with them, so I asked Aunt Hermione. And this is getting interesting again."

"What did mum said?" Rose asked, really impressed.

"This one," said Albus, signaling a large rune in the middle of the page. "means something along the lines of impossible love."

"And this one?" asked Rose.

"That one means blood." Albus concluded pleased with himself.

"Impossible love and blood? That could mean anything." I said.

"Well, I'd have to see the box again. I am sure the order the runes are placed on it is important. We just haven't had the chance to decipher them." Albus scratched his head, his argument losing force.

"No. This is right. I think we are onto something. There definitely is a connection." Rose said, enigmatically.

"What is she talking about?" Albus asked me, looking confused by his cousin.

Rose stood up, and without saying goodbye stalked away, muttering to herself. I shrugged to Albus, and murmuring that I'll fill him in later, I stood up and followed Rose. I knew she was going to the library, and I catched up with her at the empty hallway that led to it.

"Oi, don't leave like that. You look like a crazy person." I teased, slipping my fingers into hers.

"Oh, shut up, I just need to check some facts about that Fornax fellow." she said, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Let it rest for awhile, I don't need to know just yet." I said, stopping her. I was not ready to face it. Or more likely I was not ready to let go of Rose if the wand demanded it.

"But I-" she started, but I cut her off with a kiss. My lips crashed over hers, and she immediately backed away.

"What are you doing? Somebody could see us." she said, alarm and fear on her eyes.

I realised we were close to the passage Albus and I had used to hide from Lily and her boyfriend and went and dragged Rose behind the large tapestry. She complied, and for a minute she forgot about going to the library in the first place.

"I just want to kiss you, is that so wrong?" I asked her, pressing her to the hard stone wall.

"It is when one of my cousins could see us." she said, pulling me from my robes to kiss me.

"Scor, I realised I didn't say it when I was supposed to." she began, looking down after breaking our kiss. "I just want you to know that whatever the wand is made for, I want to stay by your side too."

I hugged her as tightly as humanly possible. Love was radiating from my insides.

"I love you." I said without thinking. It had come so naturally, and I really felt it deep inside my chest. My lips parted and my breath caught internally waiting for her response. I could feel her tense up, and after what seemed an eternity she spoke up.

"I was starting to fear you would never say it. I love you too."