I thought it was a great idea to have a part 2 of a former chapter with Roses POV instead of Scorpius! I have tried to come up with ideas that would fit each and every oneshot from Scorpius POV. I hope you like the results! I would be honored to read what you think!

11. Quidditch practice (part 2)

The wind brushed lightly the green grass that surrounded the Quidditch pitch and stroke the red Gryffindor cape that I was wearing. It was a nice breeze and felt fresh against my skin. I had always admired that green color of the grass. It had such a harmony in it and I felt at ease as soon as I saw it. The sun were slowly coming up in the horizon. It welcomed me with its warmth and chased the shadows away. It was around five o'clock in the morning and the rest of the students were in their beds taking care of their beauty-sleep. That had never really been my thing. As my mother would have said: 'Why wait and do it tomorrow when you can do it today?'. I followed her advice.

"Rose!" I tried not to look too surprised but his voice came out of no where. Damn it. I hadn't even had the time to wake up properly. It was always like this. He made my heart skip a beat when I wasn't ready. I knew he was coming but I was never ready. His voice were as dreamy as always and his smile took my breath away. How could he always be this happy when he saw me? How could I deserve anyone as good as him? His blond hair weren't combed at all and made his whole appearance seemed wild. His grey eyes, with that slightly touch of green, were looking all over my body. He always had that kind aura but his eyes made me shy. Did I look alright? I had just put on my clothes and left the dorm. I should have put on some... wait. What was I thinking?

You all may wonder why we both were here at a time like this. In my defense, I just wanted someone to practice with. Yes, that was the only reason I accepted Scorpius Malfoys invitation to join him early at the Quidditch pitch every morning. I sighed and tried to hide my face with my hands. Why did I even try to convince myself that I didn't want this? It was me who crashed his training. I had asked him if he always trained at this hour.

"I thought you wouldn't come... because what happened last night." Scorpius had this shy voice on. He walked to me and were now just standing a few meters away from me. His fragrance made me lost track of time. What had happened last night? Oh, he meant the Slytherins audition to the Quidditch team. Think that we had been training like this for weeks. It felt like yesterday.

"Why wouldn't I come? All good players have practice." I said that in such an arrogant way I just wanted to slowly drown myself. It was true. I was good at Quidditch but I hadn't been where I was without training. It wasn't like you just got good at anything. You had to fight for it. You had to be determinded and never give up. His eyes sparkled. Why did he do this to me? He made my heart break. I had to continue or else I would leave up an opening for him to say something adorable. I couldn't have it happen now when I hadn't built my walls up yet.

"I heard you made it to the Slytherins Quidditch team. Good job! Which position did you audition for?" I hadn't just heard him made it on the Quidditch team. I was there to see how it went for him. I couldn't miss it. Not after these weeks of practicing for it. It was almost as an achievement for me. If they let Scoprius Malfoy on their team it also meant my training a process for me too. The last question, which answer I already knew, was just to make sure he didn't suspect I was there.

"Seeker. The Slytherin Captain said that it suited me the most. My father also happened to be a seeker so.. I'm not surprised... well.. okay, I'm surprised to get on the Quidditch team... but well. You know what I mean." Scorpius was just like that. He listened more to other people ideas then to his own dreams. That hit me. Did Scorpius even want to be good at Quidditch? I had always thought that he hated Quidditch... or was it just Albus? I studied him. Could he... could he started with Quidditch just to be near me?

"Well, I can't say that I did it alone. You're the reason I'm in. I wouldn't come anywhere without you. I couldn't even ride a broom proper before." Yes. I was right. He had started with Quidditch to be able to talk to me. I laughed to myself. It was remakable. Could he be this good at everything if he just found it worth his time? I started to walk toward the Quidditch pitch now, avoiding eye contact. Merlin, what did he say out of no where? I knew Scorpius said thing like this all the time but you never really got used to hear them.

"Rose?" Oh no. Scorpius took a few steps and were soon by my side. He tried to hide something with his innocent voice. He looked away towards the Hogwarts castle and I could see that he had something special in mind.

"Yes?"

"Can I... have a price?" Wait a holy moment. What did he want to go with this? I stopped and grabbed my broom a bit harder. I looked at him closely.
"You want a price... for what exactly?" I wasn't stupid. I knew he wanted a price for joining the Quidditch team but I wanted him to say it out loud. His eyes met mine. Scorpius had always been like an open book. All his emotions were showing in his eyes.

"That I got on the team."
"Oh, so you just assume that I would give you a price for it?" I couldn't help but smile on the inside. I loved to mock him. His reaction was... cute. His cheeks turned a bit red and tried not to look to bothered about his honest feelings.

"Yes, well no. I mean no. I mean, I want to celebrate with you but you don't seem to like to be invited to a Slytherin party so... a hug would be nice." Scorpius had actually thought about inviting me to a party? I had never thought that would happen. I remember when we were in our first year and when everyone was afraid of him. I couldn't lie about it. I was afraid to. I weren't a good person who decided to see Scorpius good points like Albus. I had let my pride get the best of me.

"You want to hug me?" I was glad to have learnt that, even if it felt like it was a few years to late. It wasn't only Scorpius who grew up. I grew up to. I wasn't as good as I thought. The world didn't circulate around me. Scorpius made me understand that. He made me see that kindness were never a weakness.

"Are you seriously asking me that question?" That happy tone he had in his voice slowly disappeared. He stared at me now, without having a smile on his lips. I could see his white perfect teeth bitting his underlip. No, he wasn't staring at me. He was staring at my lips. Here was the big difference between the young innocent Scorpius from our first-year and the older matured Scorpius from our fifth-year. The younger version was social-akward and said things like I smelled like bread. The young Scorpius could never hide his intentions and would bluntly ask me out without even knowing who I really was. It was one of the many reason I never said yes to him. He had built up some kind of fantasy around me, being a good person. The older version still had this idea of me being good but he knew me better. He knew I liked challenges and gave them to me all the time. He had tried to take a part of my life in so many ways he was able to. He had learnt (bad) pickup lines and his attempts to ask me out became more and more bold.

"Do you want to know what I really want?" My body wouldn't move. When had Scorpius become longer and bigger then me? I hadn't even noticed it until now when he stood almost bend over me. His nose touched mine and his breath were deep. I could almost hear his heart beat or... was it mine? I didn't know. I, of all people, didn't know what to do.

"I'm a guy, you know. I'm not a little boy anymore." I knew he wasn't a little boy anymore. I saw how the other girls looked at him. I hear how they all whispered about his good looks. About the beautiful person he was. About that he was what every girl was looking for. I knew that there were many who asked him for his attention but... he always looked at me. How was that even possible? I hated the other girls for going after his looks but... I couldn't hate them when they discovered who Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy really was.

"I know." I sounded confident but Scorpius knew that my voice maybe as strong as steel but my eyes were panicing. It was just it. I finally got it. Maybe I didn't know. He wouldn't come back to me all the time. He would discover other intrests then trying to come up with ideas to invite me out. One day someone else would stand where I now stood.

"Then you know that a hug isn't enough."

"I.." I didn't know what to say. Why did he push me into this corner? Why did he play with me?
"I want to kiss you, Rose Granger-Weasley."