Scorose - My Father Won't Hear About This

by WICELA

Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy aren't really getting along on Hogwarts. Rose's father, the famous Ron Weasley, isn't exactly helping her at that point. As Head Boy and Head Girl they somewhere have the duty to be a little bit nice to each other, but the minute Rose let Scorpius in, she knows she can't be hiding these strong feelings she has for him forever. Love or hate feelings?

10. Chapter 9

Chapter 9 \\ Scorose - My Father Won't Hear About This \\ WICELA

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series nor everything that comes with it. The rights go to J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own is the holes in her stories that I filled with my fantasies.

When Rose came back after the holidays, she hadn't talked to Scorpius since their kiss at New Year's Eve. They were just...gone. Finally Rose decided to sleep in the room who was also meant for her, she knew she didn't think it through. Scorpius her-friend-and-maybe-more Malfoy wasn't how he was during the holidays. He was...his old self. It was only the first evening that Rose came in the room and discovered that she wasn't alone. Well, actually it was Scorpius who wasn't alone. Scorpius, who Rose preferred to call Malfoy again.

'Hel-lo?' She asked. Malfoy and his temporary girlfriend, who was, as he, a Slytherin, were curled up together in a chair. They fitted into it, which said everything. Malfoy just sat in the chair and the girl, who Rose recognized as Beaubelle Smith, was sitting on his leg with her knees high and really curled up against Malfoy. Beaubelle was just about to pull of her shirt when Rose came in. So that was why he didn't send her any letters. That was why he kissed her. Just to use her, like he used every girl. Exactly as her father predicted, taking his father with him in this joke.

'Cosy.' Rose said.

'But don't be bothered by me, I'm going to my dorm.' Rose walked to the door of her dorm when Malfoy stopped her.

'Weasley, thought you didn't like it here?'

'Well it makes some kind of things a lot easier.' Rose answered. Including how you feel about me, she thought. It hurts though, seeing the boy you like kissing someone else and after that calling you "Weasley", Rose thought. But she didn't know how she could've expect more of it, after everything she knew of Malfoy. But what did she really know, except for the part that he used her and they hated each other? His parents? The stories of both their parents? Was the fact Scorpius used her, necessary for his father to get to work again. Was his mother using her mother to feel sympathy? Was it all..fake? Rose couldn't believe it, but said to herself that she forbid herself to even think about him. She had Joe now. She didn't need Scorpius. The thought of she ever needing Scorpius killed her. Yes he was smart, yes he was handsome and yes he'd had a lot of girls, but Rose was smarter, Rose wasn't ugly either (why would someone as Joe only talk to her? Beauty was most of time the reason people walked to someone. Of course the inside of people did count too, but it helped people to step forward) and Rose had a boyfriend now. The boyfriend with whom she didn't talk about a certain Malfoy. The same Malfoy who was making out with some random girl each time Rose walked in their common room.

'How do you survive it?' Albus asked.

'Well, barely, but I've some muggle stuff he hasn't got!' Rose said enthusiastic.

'Like?' Lorcan was always very interested in muggle stuff. His parents didn't keep him away from it, but they weren't really encouraging him either to play with it.

'My grandmother and grandfather told me it was very expensive, so I got it when I became sixteen, such a special birthday, and they always get me the most amazing muggle stuff, but this time, a year ago, they gave me an iPod!'

'A what?!' The twin asked.

'Well, you know it's a small thing that plays music!'

'Genius!' Lorcan said.

'That's...kinda smart.' Lysander admitted. Lysander wasn't as passionate about muggle stuff as his brother.

'I want to see it!' Albus said. So Rose hold the thing in her hands.

'My mother gave me an album of a muggle band so I could play it on my iPod.'

'How do you do that?' Lorcan asked.

'Well, I used a computer...'

'A what?'

'Lorcan I really should take you to my house someday, because we've a tv and all of that stuff you will like. I don't know much of the most of it, but my mother does. She really likes to tell us about it, but most of times Hugo and I weren't that interested. Like my father said: "Why do you want muggle stuff when you have magic?"'

'Yeah, I would love to!' Lorcan said amused.

'You've got yourself another boyfriend.' Louis asked amused and sat with them.

'Yeah, well, I was just telling about my music-player I got a year ago. It is very useful now Malfoy is very busy with making out.'

'Did I heard a certain name?' Rose looked up. It was Joe. Joe hated the name. Sometimes it seemed like he hated the name more than the person itself, because he couldn't stand to hear his name, while he would take the time to say some bad things to him.

'No, I just showed my iPod.' Rose said. Joe gave her a hug and kissed her slowly.

'Are you free tonight?' He mumbled in her ear.

'Mmmm.' Rose answered. Not really enthusiastic. She knew where he was referring to, but she knew she didn't want it. Still she just smiled at him and he looked hungry.

'Hey Joe, don't look to my sister like you want to eat her, will you?' Hugo said. However Hugo didn't want to be in her way, he did care about his sister. He never supported her relationship with Joe, because, like he said, Joe was Joe and Joe would take a new opportunity to do things with her she didn't want and then there wouldn't be someone to save her. She said to Joe that Malfoy never meant to save her. He meant to do the same, but being heretic would help him to look like someone who meant it. Hugo didn't answer at that, but just looked at her with this I-am-watching-him look.

So that night, Joe came in their common room while Rose was still in her dorm. Malfoy, however, was in their common room.

'What the hell are you doing here?' Joe said. Not a real smart thing to say, Rose thought.

'I can say the same about you, but I have the right to. It's my room, remember?'

'Yeah, and Rose's!'

'If she want to be in the common room, then she would be there.'

'Is she here?'

'How should I know, I'm not her boyfriend or something, lucky me. Oh, no. That's you right? Why don't you know where your girlfriend is?' Malfoy was really angry now and Rose could partly understand that. Not that she would choose his side, but Joe could be very annoying and irritating with Malfoy.

'She said that she would be here!'

'So you're deaf and blind? Please stay away from me then.'

'I'm in my dorm!' Rose said.

'Why didn't you said it earlier Weasel?'

'O, because I thought your evening wasn't good enough, Ferret.' Rose mocked. Joe stepped into her room and asked her the same question, only nicer.

'Well, I was busy and didn't hear you were there until Malfoy started to shout.' It was a lie and Joe smiled.

'Of course.' He kissed her and she laughed.

'I love you, you know that?' He said.

'I know.' Rose answered, but she wasn't ready to say it back. Did she love Joe? The more time came by, the more Rose regretted her decision. Did she use Joe so she wouldn't think about Malfoy? Was it true that Malfoy used her?

Of course it was. Her brain said to her to rethink her thoughts. She was unreasonable to question herself about Malfoy. That was something not pretty, but it had been done. She had been under his magic and now she wouldn't be again. Ever.

Joe stopped being polite, but just took her shirt, like she did with his. They were almost naked when Rose realized she couldn't do it. How could she do it?

'Joe...stop please!' She said.

'But...what's wrong?' Joe gave her a look and then looked really good.

'Rose...you make me so horny!' He moaned. Rose panicked at that and didn't know what to do. Joe kissed her again and again.

'You can trust me, it will be alright! It won't hurt, I promise.' But that wasn't the problem. Rose wasn't afraid it would hurt. Rose wasn't afraid what would happen, because she wasn't a virgin anymore. Apparently nobody knew or expected that, because when Rose told someone, they always dropped their mouth.

Rose couldn't do it, because she didn't love him. How could she do this when she didn't love him?

'No, no, Joe stop! STOP! STOP!' Suddenly someone knocked at her door.

'WEASEL STOP BEING SUCH A PUSSY, I'VE GOT VISITORS TOO!' Rose took this opportunity to take her bathrobe (she only wore her bra and her underwear) and opened the door.

'What the hell?' She said.

'I said, don't do it or do it, but don't do this half-half thing, my guests thought someone was killing you. However I wouldn't mind that, they did, so they thought I had to say something.'

'Yeah, well thanks.' At that moment Joe stand next to her in only his boxer.

'Really, thanks for ruining the moment, bro.' Joe said angrily.

'Joe...I think you should go.' Rose said and she looked at Malfoy. When Joe walked to their common room, Rose heard him talk to the visitors of Malfoy. Girls, of course, who joined Joe and left them alone.

'Thanks for letting my visitors leave too.' Malfoy said angrily.

'Yeah, well, you're welcome.' Rose said, who was very sarcastic now. What was he thinking. What the hell was he thinking. That he was a god or something? That he was this amazing person who run the world?

'So, shouldn't you say something?'

'Me? What do you want me to say?'

'Let's begin with a "thank you, Scorpius, for saving my ass, again?"'

'Why do you think you saved my ass? You don't know that, right.'

'Well, by the sound of it, you obviously liked it very much.'

'Don't you dare only think that you know what I think!' Rose said. It didn't make sense at all, she knew, but she wasn't buying him. What was he exactly doing? Saving her ass, making her liking him and dump her again? Like over and over again?

'Don't deny that I saved your ass and don't think I'll do it ever again.'

'You don't have to, because I'm perfectly well-raised to look after myself.'

'It doesn't seem like it.'

'I don't care what you think it seem like, just leave me alone already, okay?'

'I'm not really the person who can let you alone, with this Head-stuff.'

'You can talk to me about that kind of stuff if you're able to react like a normal person does. Otherwise I will do it alone and I will let them know how I did it.'

'Like you're able to do this alone.'

'I'm perfectly fine, thanks. I've learned for my N.E.W.T.'s already, but you haven't even started with learning for your O.W.L.'s now, haven't you?' Rose knew that she was standing next to her concurrent. How much she hated him didn't change the fact he was equally smart as she was. The only fact was, that Rose sooner started with learning and she was discrete. Malfoy, however, preferred to party and making out with girls. So they always were his first priority. Rose didn't had a second priority, even when her family said they wanted to be it. Her mother was partly proud of her to not let her education suffer, but also wanted for her daughter to have a social life. Rose didn't want a social life. If this was what social life was - the life Malfoy has - she didn't want to have it. However her cousins were kind to her and she could also talk with Lorcan and Lysander, they were related to her, in family or a friend kind of way. Rose barely talked to people she didn't had to talk to. Of course she needed as a Head-Girl to talk to loads of people.

In some sort of way it seemed that Malfoy wanted to say something to her. His mouth formed this way that he would say something like "Red", but Rose didn't want to hear "Red". Rose didn't want to hear anything. She just wanted to learn for everything she could possibly learn for and then do anything she needed to do as Head.

'We'll do the same rounds as before, we'll show up at the same time as before by professor McGonagall or to the Heads of our Houses.'

'Yeah, like you won't get some kind of friendly doing with Longbottem as Head.'

'I beg your pardon?'

'Oh, how nice. Weasel just begged me. But don't behave like you don't know what I mean. Everybody knows very well how Longbottem fought in the war next to yours and almost everybody's parents. Everybody knows very well how good your parents are with Longbottem and so does everybody also know how very well Longbottem won't hurt you.'

'Like I said before, I can look after myself. Don't even try to pretend like you care or pretend like you know what it is to be me. It isn't like I'm in everybody's favor. For your information: I think it's harder to be me sometimes, than to be you.'

'Oh, oh, oh, the pathetic, little Weasley-girl. Hard to be you? Well your dad isn't a ex-Death Eater, isn't he? Your dad isn't someone who hardly can get a job, because of his name. I can even get an internship either.'

'Yeah, well, how does it end with people who try to care? You push those away?'

'I'm sure I don't. People don't care, they pretend.' Rose sighted. What was he meaning by this? Actually she didn't want to know. She wanted to have a nice evening at last, so when she saw her iPod, she just threw the door in his face and started to listen to some music. She didn't want to talk to him. She didn't want to see him. She only wanted to get through her last year of Hogwarts and doing everything she could to be a perfect Minister of Magic.