A/n- There's a reason I normally do one-shots. I can never finish a story. It was a miracle I finished Free as the Water. I'm going to try my best to finish this story. I really hope you enjoy it. So as promised, the newest chapter is in Scorpius' POV even if I want to write in Lily's.

There you see her

Sitting there across the way

She don't got a lot to say

But there's something about her

And you don't know why

But you're dying to try

You wanna kiss the girl

Kiss the girl; The Little Mermaid soundtrack

Scorpius' POV

I entered the Slytherin's common room for the first time since I had been made Head Boy. I had basically been kicked out of the Head's common room by Weasley and her friends. So instead, I made my way up to the seventh year dorm to change into my dress robes. I didn't have a date so that I didn't have to entertain just one girl for the entire night. That would be just plain out boring. I had taken dance lessons as a child, since my parents, mainly my father, wanted me to grow up to be a perfect 'pureblood gentleman'.

Al tied my green tie for me, since mine usually ties itself. Al finished tying my, then attended to his own. Once we had finished getting dressed, we made our way down to the dance. The Great Hall had definitely been transformed into a huge dance floor. The tables lined the left and a right side of the hall, the middle was the dance floor. A live band was set up at the front of the hall, where the teachers table usually sat.

It was easy to know who was who, even with the masks on. Al dragged me over to where his sister and his date were standing. If I didn't know Lily's name, I would expect that she was older than she was at this point. A dress that was shorter than Al liked, I can tell because of the way he glanced around and whispered-yelled in her ear. "Merlin, Lily, don't you think it's a little too revealing?" he yelled. She shrugged. It wasn't as revealing as Al thought though. Yes, it was mid-way up her thigh did show off more cleavage than usual, but it wasn't as revealing as Sasha Thomas' dress.

"Rose approved of it, Al. She wouldn't have let me wear something that was too revealing. I mean she is the Head Girl," Lily replied, leaving to find her boy-toy of the moment.

The group spilt up after Lily left; Al leading Jocelyn out on the floor, Harper being drug out by a Hufflepuff seventh year. I stood, looking around for a minute. A few girls had convinced me to dance with them, usually only the slower songs so they could put their hands on me. I had been dancing with Sasha Thomas, in her beige dress that barely covered anything, when I notice Weasley walking in.

Unlike most of the girls at the dance that wore dresses that fitted them entirely, she wore a ball gown. She looked nervous as she entered, but man did that dress look amazing on her. I excused myself from Sasha, just as my parents had taught me, and made my way over to the punch. After one swallow, I knew that someone had spiked the punch. I downed several more glasses of punch, watching Weasley dance with several guys, before I was pulled out on the dance floor by Lily Potter. "Malfoy, you're dancing with me, come on," she said, grabbing my hand.

I didn't try to protest, knowing that Lily could a real bitch if she doesn't get her way. Of course, she had to pick a slower song. I placed one hand on her waist and took her hand. I led her around the dance floor with ease, "Aren't you supposed to be dancing with your boy-toy?" I asked casually.

"I told him I couldn't resist a dance with the devilish hot Malfoy. I mean I've heard you're a good dancer and you were just drinking the spiked punch. So I decided that I must have a dance with you. Besides, if you continued to stare at my cousin any longer then someone would say that you were jealous. I thought I would save you from that," she replied, a smirk playing at her lips. She rarely ever truly smiled, it was mostly a smirk.

"Thanks for the thought, Potter," I replied, twirling her, to which she just giggled. "Besides, I'm not jealous, and I wasn't staring at your cousin."

"Bullshit on both accounts. You're jealous that you're not the one Rosie is dancing with. And you were staring at her. I know she looks beautiful and all, but there's really no need to drool from a distance, Malfoy," she replied. "She's had more drinks than you had, surprisingly, so I doubt that she would deny you a dance. And you better get going, or another guy will take the next dance." The song slowly ended and Potter slipped from my arms. She blew me a kiss, and giggled as she returned to her boy-toy.

I don't know what came over me, but I made my way over to Weasley. "I'll take her from here," I tell the boy in her arms. He nods and left in a hurry. I asked her for the dance, and after she nods, I take to same position I had when dancing with Potter. I swear if it wasn't for the spiked punch, I wouldn't have flirted with Weasley. Just seeing her in that dress drove me crazy. After a half a dozen dances, both my hands encircled her waist and her arms were around my neck.

We had dance a dance or two like that before she had left. Al walked over to me, "Warming up to my cousin, I see."

I give him the finger and followed her, after making sure none was following me. What happened next, I blame on the spike punch. We had sex in her bed. She wasn't a virgin like I thought she would be, and she was actually very good. The next morning is what I regret the most.

I can't believe I actually agreed to having a sexual, no strings attached relationship with Rose Weasley. I don't know what I was thinking. When father finds out, I'll be disowned for sure. I better start saving up while I can, because as much as my mother loves me, I don't think she'll be willing to go behind father's back to help me. And I'm also not allowed to sleep with anyone but her. That's just bloody brilliant.

But I really have to admit that she was the best shag I've ever had. She definitely wasn't faking it like the other girls I've slept with have. I could always tell because they were either trying to hard or not hard enough to hide it. But Weasley did have a point when she pointed out that we did see each other every day. Maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as I thought.

In the days after Christmas, things had started to return to normal. We took our normal seating arrangements, which mean I spent every dinning time with Al and Lily. I knew Lily was keeping a closer eye on me and Weasley since the dance. I tried to give her nothing that she could come to the conclusion that I was sleeping with her cousin. Thankfully, she was the only one of Weasley's family that was watching me. I really didn't want her family to find out because they would kill me where I stood.

Honestly, her family really didn't scare me; it was mostly Al and Lily that worried me. They are very sly and deceiving when they wanted to be, and right now that's exactly what Lily wanted to be. This was a mystery to her, and she was going to do anything to figure it. I didn't really need to worry about her telling her family if she found out. She would just tell Al, I decided after watching her, and together, the both of them would give Weasley and me hell over the matter.

Classes wouldn't start for another week, to which I was very grateful for. I had piles of homework that I was buried under right before the break. This gives me time to complete all of it. It was a daily routine that I had gotten accustom to over that week. I would wake up; get ready; eat breakfast or lunch, depending on when I woke up; work on homework most of the day; play Quidditch with Al and Lily; sleep with Weasley (I really should start calling her Rose now, since I am sleeping with her); and start it all over the next day.

It was really boring. But as the week wore on, I was learning more about Weasley. "We should know more about each other," Weasley declared late Friday night.

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at her. "We don't have to know each other to shag. Many people do it. I mean we're not dating, we're just fuck-buddies," I replied. She ran a hand through her dark auburn hair, messing it more.

"We might as well be. Remember, you're only allowed to sleep with me," she pointed out with a sigh. "I'll find out if you sleep with anyone else. So we might as well get to know each other."

I pondered her words a moment, before giving in. Over the next hour and a half, we talked of our families, favorite memories, and anything else that came to our mind. It was the first time I saw her as a human being and not just a rival my father wanted me to hate, just had did. She was a human with feeling that had been hurt, I see, by the person she looked to the most in her life.

"When I was sorted into Ravenclaw, my relationship with my father was gone. Sure, he was proud of me, but he wasn't supportive. We've grown further apart too, which completely sucks, you know?" she asked.

Yes, I definitely understood. "Even though I'm in Slytherin, my father doesn't care for me as much. He hates whoever I date because I'm not into the whole 'pureblood purity' like the rest of the family," I replied. I don't know why I was telling her this. It just felt like she was a human being, a friend like her two cousins are, and that she would keep it a secret.

"I can understand about not being like the rest of the family, just as much as Lily and Al can. I guess that's why I'm closer to them than I am anyone else in my family," she sighed. "I just don't understand why even though I get perfect grades, top of the class, play the position he played in Quidditch, and is the Head Girl, that it's not enough to get is support. I think he resents me for being in Ravenclaw."

"You can't help what house was chosen for you," I remarked. "It's the best house for you, because you are intelligent."

"Thanks," she replied. "I know I can't help that I inherited my mother's brain."

I lend over and started to snog her again. One thing led to another, and soon we were very hot and sweaty. I lay back after we finished, and muttered something about a shower. After I showered, I returned to my bed to get sleep for tomorrow. I heard the shower running, knowing that Weasley… Rose was taking a shower. I threw her in a shirt of mine when she asked, and returned to my bed.

A few minutes later, she entered my bedroom. "What you doing in her," I asked her sleepily.

"I've gotten use to sleeping in the bed with someone," she admitted sheepishly.

I sighed, and picked up the blanket, welcoming her into my bed. She crawled in, and I place my arm around her. Honestly, I had gotten use to sleeping in the same bed as her too, but I wasn't going to tell her that. These last few days, I definitely wasn't acting myself. I had turned into a gentleman. Ugh, I was turning into a pussy. What was she doing to me?

A/n- I know I back tracked a little and added Scorpius' POV of the dance into it, because Rose's POV didn't have a lot of details about the dance. They are kind of together. Rose thinks they are dating secretly, but Scorpius isn't thinking that way yet.

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Reviews make Lily's POV interesting :)