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Scorpius stayed awake that night thinking about the events that happened throughout the day.

Damn.

Rose Weasley was all he could think about, and wasn't that something to write home about. How the hell could he ever tell his father that he had feelings for a Weasley? Nevermind the fact that he wanted to date her.

It wouldn't go over well.

He sighed deeply. The day had been a lot of fun for him, searching for costumes with Rose. Her smile was radiant and caught the attention of anyone around her. Especially him.

She was addicting. Pure and simple. He had never met someone who affected him like she did, and he had no explanation for it.

Perhaps it was the way she laughed - tossing her head back with a sparkle in her captivating blue eyes and a smile that spread wide across her face.

And when she truly laughed, her nose crinkled up and her eyes turned into small slits. Simply radiant.

Perhaps it was the way she didn't expect him to buy her anything, or the way she didn't ask questions about his life at home.

Perhaps it was the way she seemed to be happy to just be spending time with him and not expecting something more - whether a romp in the sheets or gifts.

Though, he had to admit, their little session in the back of the lingerie shop was bloody fantastic. More than fantastic. It was probably one of the best encounters Scorpius had ever had.

Okay, so it was the best.

But he couldn't admit that to himself yet. They hadn't even had sex, but they didn't need to either.

Scorpius sighed again.

They could never date - Scorpius wasn't the boyfriend type. He knew it too well. He'd find some way to mess it up somehow - and besides, they were complete opposites.

He promised himself that he'd enjoy the time they spent together and not expect anything to come of it. He wouldn't pretend they were more than just close friends. Close friends that happened to have feelings for each other.

This wasn't a love story.

Love didn't exist for Scorpius.

Albus and Veronica had snogged themselves senseless by the end of the day. They managed to find any corner in any store that they could and escaped there with lips locked and limbs tangled.

Now Albus was sitting in his common room, running his hands through his hair maddeningly.

Why couldn't she date? Was that just her way of telling him that she didn't know him well enough?

Albus wondered what there was to learn about him. Nothing, really. He was simple. He enjoyed Quidditch and loved his family. He also had a knack for mischief and getting in trouble.

But that was common for someone who was half Potter, half Weasley. It was bound to happen.

So why didn't she want to be with him?

He could probably think of a few reasons - one being his horrendous encounter with the zipper and those leather pants. And the fact that Veronica had seen all of him.

No wonder she didn't want to date him, Albus had to laugh at himself to keep himself from losing his mind about it.

How. Fricken. Embarassing.

Could it have gotten any worse? Albus didn't want to answer that for fear that fate would show him just how much worse it could get.

He settled in his mind to do something sweet for her. Perhaps a date? Involving dinner and flowers and a romantic evening. Something every girl wants, right?

But was she like every other girl?

Albus sighed loudly and pulled his chocolate hair, making it look even more messy.

Whatever.

He'd figure it out tomorrow.

Scorpius was heading to the pitch to practice Quidditch - it had been a while since he last went flying. And Slytherin had to win the tournament this year, so he needed to practice. He only had one more year on the team before he left Hogwarts.

Even Quidditch couldn't take his mind off of Rose. He even found that he started to skip practices so he could watch Rose laugh with her friends around the castle. Scorpius convinced himself that he just happened to be in the same place at the same time - for reasons unknown to him.

But that was a lie. He was intrigued. He wanted to know everything about her - what made her laugh, what made her cry, what made her lips crawl into that smile that melted his cold heart.

Damn.

He was turning into some lovesick puppy and that wasn't like him. He needed to gain control of himself. Rose was just another girl, he attempted to convince himself but his mind knew better than to believe that.

With hands shoved deep into his pockets, he never saw the girl hiding in the shadows ahead of him. He was too busy thinking about Rose to keep his defenses up. Before he knew it, he was tugged into an abandoned classroom and lips were against his.

Lips that didn't feel or taste a thing like Rose's.

He pulled the bottom-feeder off his mouth and took a good look.

Anna.

Scorpius wiped his lips with the back of his hand as if disgusted and took a few steps backward to distance himself from her.

"Jesus, Anna. What the hell are you doing?" Scorpius spat as he wiped his hands on his robes. Anna looked at him with hurt in her eyes.

"Whatever happened to me being your mistress? You used to love our encounters." She countered with her hands on her hips.

"I wouldn't go as far to say that I loved them. They were convenient, and you were easy." Scorpius scoffed.

"Easy?" Anna stomped her foot. "You weren't exactly a challenge yourself."

"I never pretended to be. Like I said, you were convenient."

"You told me you liked me."

"Yeah, I liked fucking you. Nothing more, nothing less. And now I don't even like that."

"You seemed to get off well enough during our last encounter." Anna looked smug.

"Yeah, and I seem to remember screaming someone else's name." Scorpius grinned coyly and turned to leave. Anna grabbed his robes before he could get out of the room.

"It's disgusting, really, that you'd fall for a Weasley. Especially one like Rose. She can't please you like I can." Anna attempted, but her comments only made Scorpius grow irritated.

"Actually, she pleases me better than you ever have." Scorpius tugged his robes free of Anna's grasp and swung majestically out of the room and back into the hallway, carrying himself with pride and grace like a true Malfoy.

Anna stayed in the room, fuming.

So this was going to be a little harder than she thought. That only meant that she had to up her game a bit to prove how much of a git he really was - and prove it to Rose.

Scorpius was going to end up alone, and Anna was going to make sure of it.

There were no happy endings in his future, Anna grinned devilishly to herself as she thought of an idea.

Rose sat in the stands at the pitch and watched Scorpius fly around skillfully. He was something to marvel at - with his pure masculine body and chisled muscles rippling in the sunlight. The way he manouvered sharp turns and dives on his broom was enticing. He was skilled, it seemed, at nearly everything. He excelled in most things.

Especially in knowing how to pleasure a woman.

Rose blushed secretly as she remembered the feel of his fingers against her - inside her.

Scorpius passed by close to her, causing her hair to fly around her face wildly. He winked and then was gone again, across the field quickly and easily.

Rose shook her head and pulled her books out of her bag and started on some homework. Scorpius had talked her into coming to watch him practice despite her pleas to finish her homework.

But Rose didn't miss his fan club sitting further down in the stands - all whooping and hollering at Scorpius as he showed off by doing tricks on his broom. Rose had to laugh at the younger girls, all thinking they could have a piece of Scorpius.

She frowned at the realization that most of them probably have had a piece of Scorpius. But no longer. Rose was going to make sure he would only be with her.

He belonged to her now.

Rose cleared her head of Scorpius and continued writing her essays on the parchment. Time must have flown by because before she knew it, Scorpius had landed and shouldered his broom. Sweat glistened along his breathtaking body and dirt smudged his skin in all the sexy places.

The girls sitting in the stands all ogled and giggled as he crossed the pitch, eyes only for Rose.

His darkened eyes made Rose lose her breath. The pure lust in them always caught her off guard - sure, she had been with a few guys and many more lusted after her, but none affected her like he did.

She gulped visibly as he closed the distance and leaned in close to her ear, a smug smile across his face.

"Like what you saw?" His voice was husky and caused chills to shiver down her spine.

"Not as much as your fan club over there." She pointed towards the younger girls as they still stared at Scorpius with longing eyes.

Scorpius only laughed and plucked the books from Rose's lap, tossing them into her bag easily. He wrapped his arm around her waist and hoisted her from her seat without even straining, pulling her small frame against his.

As if she didn't weigh a thing.

Oh, thoughts about what he could do to her in the bedroom, tossing her around so easily, plagued Rose's mind and she blushed. Scorpius noticed the rose color in her cheeks and grinned wide.

"I'm guessing you want to get out of here." Scorpius growled into her ear, taking a moment to nibble her earlobe suggestively.

Rose's legs wobbled beneath her and she was glad that Scorpius was still holding her against him firmly, or she would've been a puddle in the stands.

"I'm thinking you need a shower, Scorpius." Rose chewed her bottom lip nervously. Scorpius laughed and let her go, turning to leave the stands.

"Join me." He called over his shoulder as he strolled casually towards the castle. Rose knew good and well that she couldn't go romping around the showers with Scorpius, but the idea lit her mind up nonetheless.

"What was the point in me coming here, if you're just going to leave?" Rose called out with hands on her hips, "And why are you taking my bag with you? I sort of need it to finish my homework."

"Relax." Scorpius laughed, "You'll have me all to yourself once I get cleaned off."

"I'm going back to the castle." Rose called out and raced past him. "I'm probably going to be busy tonight. Be sure to bring my bag to class tomorrow." She flashed him a playful grin and headed towards the castle. Scorpius frowned.

"You're kidding me, right?" Scorpius quickened his pace to match hers.

"Not hardly, Scorpius." Rose tucked her flailing hair behind her ear, "You wanted me to watch you practice. I did. Now I have work to do."

"You can't do your work while I have your bag." Scorpius countered.

"You're so naive. Didn't you know that other classmates have the same books?" Rose spoke sarcastically. "After 6 years I thought you would've known that."

"Do you know what I do to girls who have smart mouths like yours?" Scorpius growled low and sensual, eyes blazing dark once again as he scanned her body.

"Do tell." Rose quipped playfully.

"Keep it up and I'll likely show you." Scorpius countered.

"Whip me? Chain me up and make me beg for you to let me go?" Rose grazed her eyes along his lean frame noticeably, only causing Scorpius to lust after her more. The distance between them was too much, even though they were nearly nose to nose now.

"That might be fun, are you up for it?" Scorpius tilted his head and rubbed his nose along her jawline as he spoke. Rose mewled appreciatively, hating how he had such an affect on her.

"I thought you wanted slow and gentle."

"I thought you wanted animalistic and raw." Scorpius bit her neck with another growl. Rose moaned out of instinct, and Scorpius' pants were suddenly way too small for him.

Gods, the sounds she made.

"I'll see you tomorrow in class." Rose managed to croak out though her heart was racing and she could barely catch her breath with him standing this close.

"You'll see me tonight." Scorpius licked gently at the spot he just bit and dropped his expensive broom to the ground in order to snake his arm around her waist and pull her roughly against him. Rose instinctively melted against him, allowing his thigh to push against her center. Her hands traced up his abdomen and over his chest.

She gasped at the feel of his hard muscle beneath her fingertips. She wanted to feel more, see more, taste more.

"Where." She said breathily, causing Scorpius to grow harder against her. She could certainly feel his need for her, and it was driving her insane with lust.

"Damnit, I don't care Rose." Scorpius rubbed his thigh against her core, causing Rose to close her eyes and part her lips. "I just need you."

"Mmm." Rose rocked her hips against him, "I'll see you tomorrow. In class. And if you're a good boy, perhaps you can teach me a lesson after classes are through. Merlin knows I long to learn."

She leaned forward and kissed his lips ever so lightly, taunting him with a small taste. Scorpius bristled visibly, clearly not satisfied with her light teasing.

"Fuck." Scorpius muttered against her lips and Rose patted his chest as she turned and walked away, swaying her hips with every step she took. His eyes were drawn to her round bottom swaying in her shortened plaid uniform skirt.

She was quite a distance away when Scorpius noticed her bag slung over her shoulder. He frowned as he looked and realized he was no longer holding her bag.

How did she do that?

Albus waited patiently for Veronica by the lake - on a sheet with fruit and other snacks scattered around him. It was a simple attempt to woo the beautiful Veela.

Albus wrung his hands nervously, hoping she would like all he did for her. The sun was setting and the air was crisp and cool. It was a perfect autumn day, as the month creeped towards Halloween. Albus was glad he wore a sweater because when the sun went down, it was going to get a lot cooler.

And then he saw her - Veronica - coming across the grass towards him with her flawless smile painted on her flawless face. And her flawless body was undulating as she walked towards him.

Simply flawless.

Suddenly, Albus was sweating like a pig and wondering why he didn't wear a short sleeved shirt beneath the sweater.

So much for thinking the weather was going to be chilly. Veronica was his own personal heater.

"Wow, Albus." Veronica smiled wider as she scanned the sheet Albus was sitting on and noticed all the food strewn about. "You didn't have to go through all this."

"I wanted to surprise you and do something nice for you." He smiled sheepishly, cheeks turning crimson just because she was taking a seat near him.

"It's all wonderful, but Albus...I still can't date."

"This isn't my way of asking you out." Albus fidgeted slightly, wondering if his attempts were lost on her. But she erased his doubt when she leaned towards him and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"It's wonderful." She praised him and found a strawberry, brushing it across her lips sensually before biting deep into it; tangy juices rolled across her bottom lip and threatened to spill onto her chin. She darted her tongue out of her mouth and caught the juice.

Albus nearly fainted as he licked his own lips.

"I-I wasn't sure what you liked so I got a bit of everything in the kitchen." Albus managed to mumble as his eyes still gaped at Veronica eating the strawberry.

"Thank you, Albus." The way she said his name was sweet and yet oh-so-sexy. It got Albus' blood pumping. "Here." Veronica held up a strawberry and waited for Albus to take a bite.

She was going to feed him strawberries.

Albus shuddered visibly, suddenly realizing that he was pitching a tent in a place that didn't allow room for a camp.

He leaned forward and took a bite of the strawberry, eyes locked on Veronica's while she smiled at him. The tangy yet sweet taste of the juice engulfed his senses and before he knew it, Veronica's tongue was tracing his bottom lip, lapping up the small amount of juice that had trailed from the strawberry.

Albus groaned as he nibbled at her bottom lip - tasting strawberries on her lips. Veronica simply melted into him, her hand dove into his messy locks and pulled his mouth harder against hers.

Merlin, this couldn't get any better, Albus was thinking as he and Veronica kissed passionately, tongues darting out to taste each other.

And then she slid her hand up his thigh.

He was wrong. Things could get much better.

She paused, holding her hand against his upper thigh as she squeezed. Albus made a small squeak followed by a moan. Veronica smiled against his mouth.

"Are you okay?" She whispered, nibbling his bottom lip after she asked. Albus' eyes were closed and his lips parted in ectasy.

"Couldn't be better." He muttered as he locked his lips with hers. She kissed him and pulled away once again, giggling at how freakin' adorable he was.

She ran her fingers across his pants, making sure to brush his sensitive part and to the other thigh, where she squeezed it. Albus let out a small growl.

"Are you sure?" Veronica chuckled lightly and nipped at his pulse point on his neck.

"No." Albus shook his head weakly, "Things could get better."

"Good. I want to make everything better." She moved her lips across his jawline and back to his mouth where they locked lips in a rush of fury. Veronica moved her hand against him once again, cupping him and massaging softly.

Albus couldn't handle it. He wasn't exactly a playboy but he was sixteen and his hormones were running rampant. And the Veela attraction in her was hard to resist without her mouth on his and her hand working him professionally.

Veronica broke the kiss long enough to grab another strawberry and take a juicy bite. Some juice spilled down her chin and dropped into the V-neck of her sweater dress. Albus watched as the juice made a small trail down her smooth skin and neared her cleavage.

His mouth watered.

"Lick it off." Veronica whispered into his ear as she leaned closer to him, hand still massaging him lightly.

Albus' eyes widened and he looked up at her for approval. When she didn't say anything, he tilted his head towards her collar bone and nibbled softly. He licked and sucked his way down to the V-neck of her dress and stopped when he didn't taste the strawberry juice any longer.

Veronica was moaning and mewling, with her head tossed back and her beautiful mouth parted into a sigh. All Albus could do was bite the soft skin where his lips had rested, causing Veronica to pick up her pace with her hand.

When she looked back up at him, she moved her hand to the hem of his pants and tugged at his belt. Albus paused, looking up at her as he disengaged his teeth from her milky flesh.

"Don't try to stop me." Veronica challenged as she unbottoned his top button on his pants and plunged the zipper down. "I've been wanting this for a long time."

"Merlins balls." Albus mumbled through half-lidded eyes (also clouded with absolute lust). Veronica pulled him free of his boxers and her breath hitched at the sight of him once again.

She had almost forgotten how well-endowed he was.

Her mouth watered for him and her eyes visibly darkened. A fire burned behind her eyes and Albus almost came on the spot. He had never seen a woman want him that bad. A small begging sound came from his lips as Veronica turned and reached for the small bowl of honey.

She tipped the bowl slightly, spilling the oozing liquid onto him.

"What do I need to do?" She asked in a sultry voice. Albus was still in shock that any of this was actually happening. And he remembered her earlier words - no, her demand when the strawberry juice drizzled down her chest.

"Lick it off?" Albus' breathing quickened and lightning shot through his veins in anticipation of what she was about to do.

"Don't ask me, Albus. Tell me." Veronica bit his earlobe and sighed, causing chills to spread through Albus' body.

"Lick it off." His voice turned demanding and suddenly masculine, causing Veronica to shiver with chills. "Please." He added.

Ever the gentleman.

Veronica laughed softly as she pushed Albus back on the sheet, making him lie down before her. She slowly kissed her way down his abdomen (over his sweater) and stopped at his naval. She ran her tongue in slow circles around his bellybutton before continuing her southern course.

She held him firmly in her hand and flicked her tongue teasingly along his tip where the skin was overly sensitive.

Albus groaned loudly and the sensation of the honey slowly dripping down his length and her soft tongue playfully flicking at the head was nearly too much for him to handle.

Without warning, she took him fully into her mouth, and took a long draw of his length as she worked her way back up. The honey was still sticky and coated him thickly.

Albus wasn't sure if he could hold off long enough for her to completely 'lick it off' like he demanded. And her small moans as she worked him up and down were making him lose it completely.

He had gotten head from quite a few different girls, but this...

"Taste's so good." Veronica mumbled as she ran her tongue along his length before taking him in her warm mouth once again.

Albus whimpered. This was too much for him to handle. He wondered if her saliva was an aphrodisiac because his whole body was starting to tingle - from his head down to his toes, and all he could do was grasp the picnic sheet and close his eyes.

And pray like hell that nobody came along and disturbed this. He'd likely Avada someone.

"Veronica." Albus pleaded as he rocked his hips off the sheet in the rhythm she established. She moaned as she continued 'cleaning' him up - enjoying the feel of him in her mouth and the sight of him wracked with pleasure before her.

And because of her.

The passion she felt for him made her work faster, and soon her hand was involved in the rhythm as well. She wanted to feel every inch of him - taste every inch of him. And she could taste him alright, his salty seed mixed with the sweet honey was intoxicating. She wondered if she was enjoying this more than he was.

"Mmm." Was all the noise she had to make to make Albus erupt. The small vibrations in her throat when she 'mmm'ed made his eyes roll back in his head and his hips raise high off the sheets.

Veronica cleaned him up with her mouth, as promised, and smiled sheepishly at him when she was done.

He was crimson and his eyes were burning with passion and lust.

Gods, he was beautiful. Veronica couldn't help but think to herself. And here he was, pining after her. Someone who wasn't worthy of it.

"All clean." She nibbled her bottom lip and Albus still couldn't speak.

"I owe you something now..." Albus managed to prop himself up on one elbow and tried to move - his whole body was still shivering from his release and his limbs felt paralized. Veronica chuckled softly.

"No, Albus. That was my way of thanking you for going through all the trouble you did to set this up. It's wonderful." Veronica kissed him on the lips sweetly before Albus crashed back down onto the sheet, still wracked with bliss.

"One of these days, if you'll let me, I'll thank you for thanking me." Albus chuckled and Veronica laughed. She stretched out next to him, chewing on another strawberry. Albus wrapped her in his arms and held her against him.

They lost track of time, laying there cuddled in each others' arms until the stars were shining brightly above them.