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Scorpius hung his head in his hands and sucked in a deep breath. He was not happy with how things were going in his life - he was extremely upset that it had to come to this.
And it wasn't just for Rose. Or to get rid of Anna. Hell, if he only wanted to get rid of Anna, he could have done so a long time ago, and only with the snap of his fingers and a strict order. But now...this, this was different. This was necessary - not only for him, but for his relationship with Rose to work out. If Rose still wanted a relationship with him...
He sighed deeply and rubbed his tired eyes. He was supposed to meet Rose in the dungeons in just a few short minutes. But first he needed to collect his thoughts. He was going to let Rose into his life in a big way, tonight. He wasn't looking for anything romantic between them - he was out to prove to her that he wanted her in his life fully. Not just through witty banter and intense snogging. What he was going to share with her tonight was a secret he had withheld from everyone else in his life.
He stood up from the sofa in the Slytherin common room and straightened his clothes out. He wasn't wearing a robe tonight - no, he wanted to be himself. Instead, he donned a pair of low-rise fitted dark jeans and a snug black tee. His hair was fixed into a sloppy yet somehow tame mess on his head - his bangs falling loosely over his right eye. He chewed his bottom lip relentlessly and glanced at his wrist watch.
It was time.
Rose wasn't sure exactly why she was going to go see Scorpius. She blamed her body - for it acted like a magnet, drawn to him and only him. Not to mention her dreams were always of him. But as of late, it was always him and Anna together that haunted her dreams.
She furrowed her brow and continued to walk down the empty halls - she was so angry when she saw him sitting with Anna in class. It was a complete slap in the face, especially since Scorpius had previous affairs with the loose-legged girl. Was he sleeping with her again? After all, he did admit to Rose that he couldn't go without sex for very long, and since she wasn't sleeping with him, it was a definite possibility that he was back to seeing Anna.
And wouldn't that be wonderful, Rose thought grimly to herself.
Her nerves were getting the best of her as she continued the descent into the dungeons of Hogwarts. What did Scorpius want anyway? Whenever they were alone together, her thoughts melted into one simple one - kiss him. Get him. Do whatever it takes to just have him near her.
"Bollocks." She cursed as she smoothed her hair down and tried to regain composure before she faced him. If he even showed up, that is.
She turned the last corner and descended a steep set of stairs that brought her in front of the Slytherin common room. She searched the shadows but didn't see anybody. With a sigh, she was about to turn and head back upstairs - somewhat happy that he didn't show, just because she knew she would turn to jelly in front of him.
"Rose." His voice broke through the blackness and Rose's skin pimpled visibly. Scorpius stepped out of the shadows - how on earth could he hide in the shadows anyway? Rose thought.
No matter.
"Er, hey." She replied sheepishly as she walked towards him. He looked...different. More...inviting? Whatever it was, Rose liked it.
"I want to show you something." Scorpius scoured her body with his eyes and was pleased that she too didn't wear a robe tonight. Instead she wore tight jeans that hugged her curves in all the right ways, and made her legs look like they went on for miles. And on top she wore a light pink sweater - the V-neck deep enough to catch a glimpse of cleavage.
Scorpius tore his eyes from her frame and motioned for her to follow him.
"Where are we going? I mean...there's sort of a wall there." Rose pointed behind him at a wall with no doors, windows, paintings, anything.
"Trust me." He kept walking backwards until his back hit the wall. Rose reluctantly closed the distance and was now standing directly in front of him, still unsure of what his plans were.
He took out his wand and turned to face the brick wall, tapping a few of the bricks in a rhythmic pattern. Rose was definitely not following him, and now wondered what kind of potion he had drank before he met her. Whatever it was, was making him hallucinate, clearly, since tapping on a brick wall was not what one did, usually.
Scorpius turned to face her once again, looking smug. "You really don't trust me, do you." And before Rose could reply, the brick wall began to disintegrate behind him, revealing a blackened corridor. Her jaw dropped a bit.
"This...this isn't on the Hogwarts map." Rose replied in shock and awe.
"I know." Scorpius still looked smug and held his hand out to her. "Wanna see?"
"Of course!" Rose reached out and grabbed his hand - at the contact, her veins lit up with fire. His hand was warm and slightly callused, but that just made him all the more manly.
He pulled her inside the blackened hallway and mumbled an incantation to light the end of his wand. Once she was fully inside the hallway, the brick wall that had just disintegrated in front of her, rebuilt itself back up like nothing had happened.
She only looked up at Scorpius with more interest.
"What is this place?" Rose was trying to recall all the passageways and secret rooms that were on the Hogwarts map. The map had revealed a few new ones to her that she had never known about before - but this was not one of them. This was definitely not on the map and obviously very few people knew about it, from the amount of dust that covered the walls and the floor. No fresh footsteps had come through here - nobody had been here for a very long time.
"This...this place is my secret." Scorpius started as a lump formed in his throat. This place was not a fond memory of his. This place is what had made him so cold and distant from everyone. This place killed him.
"Explain..." Rose was still in shock as Scorpius tugged on her hand to get her to walk.
"I'll tell you on the way." He pulled her along the hallway. He knew where it ended, she did not. He looked at her eyes in the dim light and remembered that her reaction was pretty much how his was at first - full of shock and awe, and of absolute intrigue.
Now...now the place made Scorpius' skin crawl.
"When I was in my first and second years, I was...I was a troublemaker, let's just put it that way." Scorpius started and stopped when Rose snorted.
"You tried to light my hair on fire in Herbology in our first year..." Rose was not crazy about the memory, but it was a memory nonetheless.
It was their first week of school and she had bumped into the blond haired menace in the hallway, and kept going without apologizing. Scorpius had not forgotten her face, and when they were in Herbology together later that day, he had come up to her and attempted to catch her hair on fire, saying that as a Weasley, her hair should be bright red. If the Professor hadn't seen the tip of Scorpius' wand flaming up, Rose's hair would've been in ashes at her feet.
That was her first encounter with the Malfoy boy, and from that day forward, the two of them had remained enemies.
Until now.
Now she was holding his hand and letting him lead her down dark and unmarked passages in this ancient castle.
"Can I finish?" Scorpius asked politely and with a smile. Rose nodded in return. "Anyway, I was a troublemaker and had a lot of detentions. Yet, for whatever reason, detention wasn't enough for me. I'd write my 500 lines, do the extra homework assignments, clean the classrooms from top to bottom...whatever the teachers had me do, I did it. And none of it deterred me from causing trouble the very next day. It was almost as if I preferred my schedule to be busy, with little time to spare during the days and nights to finish my homework. Soon, my grades started slipping, and that was when the Headmaster contacted my father."
Scorpius stopped as the door he sought could be seen in the distance. His skin pimpled and he forced himself to continue his story before he freaked himself out.
"My father gave her permission to use force, if necessary, to keep me from getting in trouble. Only problem is, Teachers aren't allowed to harm the students in any way. So my father made a deal with her, and signed a waiver of sorts. Either way, they came to an agreement and my father suggested this room. Apparently when he was still in school, he would wander the halls in front of the Dungeons and one day he was standing there, tapping the stones with his wand, and voila, this room appeared. He used it throughout the years, now and then, but rarely found any practical use for it. Not until I started down the self-destructive path that I did."
"Wait...so he told her to use force? Please tell me, what kind of force?" Rose had to ask as they came upon at black door at the end of the hallway. This place was starting to give her the creeps.
"I'm getting there." He replied with a sigh. He stopped them in front of the door and he turned to face Rose completely. "At the beginning of my 3rd year is when my 'special' detentions came into play. I remember the first time I was brought here, after turning one of the new Professors' hair electric blue. I was sort of excited that they were taking me to this special and so secret place. I felt special. I felt...a lot different than I do now." He tore his eyes away from Rose and looked up at the weathered door. The door was over-sized and very large. It wasn't your average sized door and it definitely wasn't your average classroom.
He reached for the door handle and pushed the door open, shivering at the creaking sound it made. The room was expansive and plain. And black. So very, very black.
Rose was still in shock that this room even existed. She looked up at a dimly lit Scorpius and was surprised to see what looked like fear painted on his features. He looked so delicate at that moment that she couldn't help but reach up and cup his cheek in her hand.
Scorpius turned to her, taken aback by the sweet sign of affection. And sympathy.
"If this is too hard for you, we don't have to continue." Rose whispered, eyes still locked with his. Scorpius paused for the briefest of moments, still trying to find his words through the thick barrage of emotions that were crashing to the surface of his mind.
"I want you to know why I am the way I am. It's not all how I was brought up by my father - most of my hatred and mistrust started here, in this room." Scorpius lifted his wand high and touched it to what looked like a wall sconce. This triggered a domino effect around the room, sconce after sconce lighting up to reveal the circular room. The ceiling was expansive and the walls were hard stone, no doors, no windows. Just a circular stone cave.
Scorpius stepped inside and shut the door behind him, an echo reverberating through the cavernous room. Rose drank it all in - the sight, the smells, the images of a young Scorpius standing in this very spot and the emotions he must have felt.
"I hide my skill." Scorpius started as he took a few strides closer to the center of the room. His footsteps sounded loud to Rose's ears. "I'm much more advanced than what I let my professors and students around me know. It's easier to hide what I know than to answer questions on why I know so much more than I should."
"I can understand that..." Rose whispered, afraid if she spoke up her own voice would deafen her ears.
"The first detention I served here they brought in a Doxy. Sounds easy, but in this size room it was ridiculously hard to capture." Scorpius shook his head slightly at the memory - he wasn't going to divulge every creature he had to battle here - but nowadays, a Doxy would be the equivalent to a poodle compared to what he had to fight in here.
"Doxy? They're quite venomous, I'm surprised the Headmaster allowed such a creature around you." Rose was going back into shock - Poor young Scorpius had no idea what was going to happen here. He thought this room was going to be fun, a hideout of sorts, and instead he was brought here to battle magical creatures and the first one he had to battle was stealthy, speedy, and had a venomous bite.
"They made sure to piss the little creature off before they brought me in the room." Scorpius held back a small chuckle, "I couldn't tell you how many bite marks I had. By the end of my session I had managed to get the Doxy unconscious, but then I fell to the ground myself. The amount of venom that I had coursing through my veins...I spent several days in the Hospital Wing, recovering from a mere detention. Funny, now, to look back on it."
"It's not funny at all." Rose scowled up at him. She couldn't even begin to imagine what else had gone on in this room. It was now looking more like a prison than anything. Azkaban was probably a better place to be than in here, alone, young, scared, and battling creatures that were venomous and Merlin knows what else he had to face in here. "It's disgusting that the Headmaster would follow through with those types of detentions."
"It was my fathers doing, really. And the Headmaster was always nearby in case I couldn't overcome the creature myself. There was nothing really bad that was going to happen to me - and after a year of detentions, I stopped causing so much trouble. So I guess in theory, my dad did the right thing."
"He most absolutely did not. There's other ways to discipline your children." Rose crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. "Instead of being a troublemaker, you became hateful and mean towards everybody and everyone."
"I did." Scorpius shrugged, "I'm not going to lie. I'd sit in class and hear other students gripe about how mean their parents were to them because they wouldn't sign off for them to visit Hogsmeade one weekend. Or to hear them complain about not being able to see their girlfriend after class because they had a detention to serve and they would have to write lines." He laughed softly, "Lines would've been so easy for me. I would've given just about anything to complain about doing lines again. Instead, I had nightmares of the creatures I fought off. The stench of the bigger animals still haunt me to this day. I spent a lot of time recovering in the hospital wing. But I'm not going to tell you I completely hate my father for it - I'm an excellent fighter. I'm extremely skilled and knowledgeable in the creatures of this world. I'd find myself studying bestiary books on the weekend so that in case they brought one of them to my next detention, I'd know their weaknesses and use them against them."
"You became a hunter." Rose found the nearest wall and slid down it, plopping her butt on the cold stone floor. Scorpius followed slowly.
"And a very good one at that." He slid down the wall as well, and took a seat next to her. Very close, next to her. His leg was brushing against hers as he stretched them out before him. His hands folded neatly in his lap. Rose sat next to him, legs outstretched before her, crossed at the ankles. "It's also helped me see what I want to do with my life. You see, years ago, after the Great War and after everything settled back to normal in the Wizarding world, my father purchased a store in Diagon Alley. As of right now, it's still a vacant store. But truth be told, it's going to be my store."
"Wait...so you've already got a store in Diagon Alley?" Rose arched a curious brow.
"I do. With a spacious loft apartment above it." Scorpius was going to leave out the time frame he had in mind for when he was going to move in and start his mature life, "It's going to be all about magical creatures. There will be books on how to care for creatures, how to engage creatures, there will be potions for healing from bites, broken bones, everything of that sort. As well as statues and decorative items of creatures. There's going to be a lot of information and helpful guides, how-to books, some different types of food to feed to domestic creatures, and of course, under the table there will be information and illegals going on. I'm not going to lie."
"What do you mean, illegals." Rose's accent thickened and her brow was furrowed.
"The Ministry puts a hold on information leaking out about certain magical creatures. You know, the dark creatures that nobody wishes to speak of, never mind coming across or face to face with. But if the right people seek information or anything regarding those certain illegal creatures, they can find it in my shop. Of course, it'll depend on who seeks information. If I find the character shady and I worry he might be seeking a creature to domesticate or use against somebody else in a harmful manner, I will not deal with them. But if people seek information on how to keep themselves safe, or what have you, I will most certainly leak the illegal stuff. But that all stays between you and I. Deal?"
"Deal." Rose sighed deeply as her eyes danced around the room. "Just out of curiosity, what other creatures have you battled here?"
Scorpius pursed his lips together tightly. "Trolls, an adolescent Giant, Acromantulas...a Graphorn."
"Oh." Rose looked down at her hands and couldn't help but feel sad for him. He had his childhood robbed from him, he had been alone and scared and forced to fight these dangerous creatures to save his life, all the while the rest of the school was sleeping soundly in their beds.
No wonder he hated everyone. This explained so much about him.
"Don't you dare, Rose." Scorpius spoke sternly and broke her train of thought - "Don't you dare look at me with pity in your eyes. I don't pity myself, and neither should you."
"But you were so alone...you had nobody to talk to, nobody to share that burden with." She replied weakly.
"It was nobody Else's burden to bear." He replied stiffly. "And if you look at me with that sad look in your eyes again, I'll kiss you until you can't remember anything I told you tonight. Until you can't remember your own name."
"I should make you catch me like one of your beasts." Rose quipped playfully.
"Which would take a whole 2.3 seconds. I am very skilled, remember?" He replied with a chuckle.
"I am very skilled, too."
"At kissing, yes. And you should exercise your skill as often as possible." Scorpius paused - "But only when I'm around, of course. Wouldn't want word to get out about your special skill and have people asking all the wrong questions."
Before Scorpius could continue with playful banter, Rose's ripe lips were upon his. A moan escaped his lips at the contact, and immediately he sought to deepen the kiss. The passion radiating between them both could probably be felt all the way up to the highest tower. He needed her - she needed him. And their actions dictated that very clearly.
Rose deepened their kiss by slipping her tongue against his bottom lip, where she followed with an impatient nip. Scorpius growled low and buried his hand into her curls, pulling her closer to him. Needing her closer to him. His tongue darted out and sought entrance - he crashed against her and she welcomed him with fury. They locked themselves together in a kiss that was the most intense that either of them had ever experienced.
Breathing became louder, soon nothing but moans and groans and sharp inhales surrounded them. Their bodies inching ever closer together until Rose gave up and just crawled into his lap, straddling him.
Scorpius broke the kiss with a hiss and gripped her hips. He looked up at her with darkened, glossy eyes.
"Tell me something, Scorpius." She dragged out the 's' in his name and held his chin in her hand, controlling him. "Why did you tell me your secrets? Why now?"
Scorpius' tongue that was practicing such skill a mere few seconds ago, was now tied in knots. The truth was dangling on the tip of his tongue, threatening to spill over and out of his mouth. Threatening to tear down the walls he had spent so many years building up. But damn it, she had already torn those walls down, hadn't she? Or she wouldn't be sitting in this room right now.
"Rose..." He couldn't say it but his eyes said everything for him. Rose crashed her lips against his once again and whispered his name against his lips.
What happened in the next few minutes was foggy to the both of them - pure need and passion was driving them now. They were both locked in a foggy haze of instinct. Need. And feeding off the tension that they had created over the past 6 or 7 months.
Rose's hands tugged at his shirt and he let her slip it off of him in on fell swoop. It landed somewhere behind her as she raked her hands hard across his chest. He hissed and tore her own sweater off. Her bra lifted her breasts nicely and he dove forward to bury her chest with kisses. Soon her bra was launched behind her and Scorpius changed positions, forcing her to lay down on the cold ground. His warm body hovered over her and she desperately tugged at his pants, wanting them off, and wanting them off now.
"Slow down." Scorpius laughed as he kicked off his trews and settled on top of her. Rose shook her head and claimed his lips once again, needing to taste him. Needing him closer. Closer. Closer.
Scorpius broke the kiss and meandered down her chin, neck, collar bone, and finally to her breast. He plucked a nipple in his mouth and sucked. Hard. Rose arched her back and moaned loudly.
"Scorpius!" She called his name and raked her hands down his back. Scorpius was in awe at the beauty of her - and couldn't stop himself even if he tried at this point. He needed her so badly - all of her, everything she had to give. And he knew she felt the same way.
Rose tugged her own pants off and Scorpius shrugged them to the side, and repositioned himself on top of her yet again. His hand lazily found its way to her knee and drew her leg around his waist. He slowed down with his kisses and now took the time to kiss her deep. Passionately. His hips soon found themselves slowly moving circles against her. Nothing but a few thin slices of cloth separated them, and his need for her was extremely obvious. Pressingly, obvious.
Rose reached her hand down and gripped him through his boxers. Scorpius withdrew from their kiss and hissed against her collarbone. Where he then bit her. The need to mark her as his own was coursing through him. He needed to make her his. Make her obviously his, enough so that no other man would come around her.
She. Is. Mine.
Rose continued to grip and pump him and though it felt outrageously good, he didn't want that. He wanted to make this about them, not just her pleasing him, and then him pleasing her, or the other around.
"I'm ready, Scorpius." Rose whispered as her hand stopped stroking him and moved to her own panties, pulling them to the side. "Please. I need you."
With a loud moan he couldn't deny her what she needed. She was his woman to please, and he was going to please her like she deserved. But by gods, did she have to sound so erotic? For fucks sake, he was having a hard enough time not coming all over her just from kissing her alone.
He returned his lips to hers, slow and deliberate as he worked his hips against her. She was slick for him, ready, and he positioned himself at her center. He pushed against her lightly, and she wasn't having any of that.
She arched up into him, fierce and hard. She arched so hard that he filled her completely - both of them let out a loud scream of pleasure. And then there was no stopping the rhythm that followed.
He was inside her. He was really inside her. This woman who had been the object of his affection for so long - she was finally his. And he was finally hers.
It was perfection.
Rose moaned again this mouth as they kissed and he grounded against her, her leg still draped over his hip. He held onto her thigh with his hand, forcing her leg to stay in place around him. His movements were strong and with each thrust, Rose could feel herself getting a little closer, a little closer, to pure ecstasy.
She tossed her head back and closed her eyes. Scorpius nibbled his way down her neck and bit her hard on her collarbone. His thrusts weren't wild or untamed - they were slow and yet strong. Driving Rose to the brink of insanity.
"Sit up." She pushed Scorpius off of her and back against the wall. She crawled into his lap again and straddled him. She positioned him once again and slid down him slowly. Scorpius' lids were half lidded and his mouth plump and swollen from their kissing.
She began to circle her hips against him, causing him to breathe erratically and moan loudly. He moved his hand so that his thumb was rubbing against her sweet spot - and Rose almost cried out when he did. This only caused her to circle her hips faster, and harder, and the faster and harder she went, the louder and louder the noises from them became.
They were like 2 wild animals, riding on waves of ecstasy and pleasure. Letting nothing but primal instincts fuel them forward.
"Scorpius..." Rose cried out as she was almost there.
"Fuck...Rose." Scorpius gripped her ass with his free hand and started pumping upward to meet her thrusts. Their breathing grew louder and moaning grew more intense and as Rose tossed her head back, he could feel her body tighten against his.
"Oh...gods! Scorpius!" She cried out and at the sight of her, Scorpius climaxed.
"I. Love. You." He bucked into her and buried his face in her collarbone until he had finished and she had come down from her orgasm. They held each other like that for a long moment until they both collapsed on the floor.
The silence stretched as they both drank in what had happened. And what Scorpius had just said.
That had been the most intense sexual encounter Scorpius had ever had. It was by far the best sex, ever, and not just because Rose was good at it. There was an emotional tie that made it so much more...perfect.
"Scorpius..." Rose whispered as she sat up and looked over at him. Her breathing had returned to normal and the only evidence that they had just had the most amazing sex ever, was the sheen of sweat on her skin. And her wild, untamed hair. She would definitely have to fix that before she left this room.
"Yes?" Scorpius replied as he stared up at her, shrouded in dim light, looking rough, and yet she was still gorgeous.
"Did you...did you mean that?" Rose was unsure how to tread this ground but the clarification needed to be made before they continued forward.
It took a second for Scorpius to reply. Rose had expected him to ask her what he said, but he didn't.
"Yes." He murmured. This was the most vulnerable he had ever allowed himself to be. He was completely and utterly at her mercy. The truth was out, and he was figuratively [and literally] naked before her.
She clutched at her throat and looked taken aback. Like that wasn't the answer she was expecting.
"Scorpius..." She started and looked down at him with her mouth going up and down like a fish. Clearly she couldn't find the words to say to him after his admission. His heart started to race with anxiety. "I...I love you too."
Scorpius tried not to be an emotional pussy about the whole thing, so he sat up and tugged her arms, taking them both down to the ground again. He pulled her on top of him and smiled up at her. He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"You tired?" He asked as he flipped the two of them over so that she was now on bottom. The strength of him, and how muscular and masculine he was still stunned Rose. How he was able to flip her around like a rag doll didn't terrify her - in fact, it turned her on immensely.
"Tired? Why?"
"Because we're doing that again. And doing it now." He laughed and she laughed too. But not for long - because their mouths were once again fused together in a passionate kiss.