Seventh Year. November 19th Dawn. Scorpius' Malfoy's Bed
Scorpius' eyes fluttered open. He was stuck in that haze that comes with first waking up. He closed his eyes again and, as consciousness came to him, he felt something heavy on his chest.
And then it was moving.
His eyes shot open, and he looked down.
Bushy Red hair.
Scorpius screwed his eyes up for a moment until, finally, last night came rushing back to him.
He had meant to tell her he hated her.
And he did.
He told her he hated her, he told her why he hated her. The fire inside him was blazing as he spoke the words.
But then, she did what she always did. She challenged him. She ALWAYS challenged him. She was the only girl at Hogwarts that did, save for Thomas of course, but right now she didnt count.
The only girl that counted was Rose. If he was being honest with himself, he supposed she was the only girl that EVER counted.
When he professed to her that he hated her, she looked him square in the eye and told him: "No, you dont." And that was it.
In that moment, he realized that there was no girl like Rose Weasley. That she could be that powerful to face him, to stand up to him. That she would refuse to allow him to hate her and tell him so straight to his face..No...there was no girl like Rose Weasley. His resolve to hate her disintegrated and a very different fire exploded inside him.
He wanted her. He needed her. He couldn't stop himself. He had to have her.
And he did.
His lips were on hers before his mind could register what he was doing. And it was exquisite. Her lips filled him with a kind of instinctual need that drove all his actions. Once he sucked on those lips, his life would never be the same.
Sealed with a kiss.
He wasn't sure why he had carried her to his bedroom. In retrospect, it was pretty ludicrous. Weasley's bed was right there, he could have easily laid her down and gone to work.
But...he had this NEED to take her in his bed. He needed to ravage her on his sheets. He had kissed her in her domain but he would have her completely in his. It was possessive. Primal.
Except he didnt have her completely. As he was sucking and grinding and moaning and generally having the greatest erotic experience of his life, he went to divest her of the one scrap of clothing that prevented him from claiming her absolutely.
And she had stopped him. She had said she wasn't ready. Scorpius Malfoy had never met a bird that would say no to him once he got her that close.
However, she was no ordinary bird. She was Rose Weasley, and he was Scorpius Malfoy, and this should never have happened in the first place.
"I can't believe it." He whispered to himself. "Was it a dream?"
But it wasn't, the proof was laying on his chest, snoring lightly.
Scorpius smirked. Rose Weasley snored? Who would have thought snoring could be so cute? She had one hand around his chest and her leg was hitched up on his leg.
She made a tiny noise and then abruptly turned over, bringing him with her. Scorpius chuckled a bit, even in her sleep, she was the boss. He now found himself spooning her. He couldn't remember if he had ever spooned a girl before. He liked it. He especially liked the part where her bum was pressed against his hips and he felt himself hardening with the contact.
And then he was kissing her. At the nape of her neck. He tightened his grip around her abdomen and a generous smirk graced his lips when she let out a tiny moan. He didn't think she was awake yet, moreso her body was unconsciously responding to him, and this drove him crazy. She wanted him in her sleep. Who was the boss now?
He let his hand leave her abdomen and slide down her curves, stopping once his hand left the tshirt that she was wearing and made contact with her skin.
Gods her skin.
He had no idea how soft it was. He supposed he had never really had the opportunity to appreciate it until now. His finger tips traced their way to her hipbone and Scorpius could feel himself getting fully erect by it. He wondered whether he should take this opportunity to feel just how luscious her arse truly was but stopped himself. He certainly didnt want her to wake up to him feeling on her arse and feel scandalized by it.
So he continued to her thigh where he allowed his hand to lay flat across her skin. He closed his eyes and sucked in a breath at the eroticism of it.
Here he was, touching Rose Weasley in place he had only dreamed about. It was not his ultimate desire but somehow it was still driving him mad. He dragged his entire hand up her thigh and found himself unconsciously kissing her neck again. He could feel a similar intoxication that he felt upon the first time he had touched her this way, in the wild heat of the previous night. Suddenly, his focus blurred and he got lost in the reality of his fantasy. Before he could stop himself, his fingers dug into her thigh and his hip pressed into her, sending a shock of pleasure through his body.
"Rose…" He moaned unconsciously.
Gods he wanted her. Right now.
"Is that your wand or are you just happy to see me?" Her voice said through her own sleepiness.
Scorpius' eyes shot open. Would she be upset with him? He took a wild stab at humor. "I think you know the answer to that Ms. Weasley. You'll have to forgive him. I've been trying to control him around you for years but...I'm not always successful."
He could feel her chuckling and a wave of relief spread over him. He removed his hand back to her abdomen and squeezed her tightly to him. She sighed and it made him feel sublime. She turned over in that moment and suddenly they were both on their sides, looking at eachother.
"Rose?" He said quietly.
"Did it really happen?" She whispered, more to herself than to him. Scorpius smirked. Gods, they thought alike. She diverted her eyes to his collarbone.
Rose was in disbelief. She couldn't believe how quickly the world could change. How monumentally life could shift. Last night, she and Scorpius Malfoy were enemies. Now? Now, she didn't know what they were. Then, fear hit her. Was she just another...another slag in the Scorpius Malfoy Slut parade? Had she fallen for his schtick like the rest?
She tried to review the events of last night.
She had been standing on the balcony, ruminating about the fact that she was jealous of Chandra for getting to have him, and trying to deny that this was the reason she was so upset. Then, he appeared.
He had told her that he hated her. She replied that he didnt. And just like that, their world changed. He was on her and she was on him. As always, they were in this together.
But he had said things to her that she had NEVER heard him say to any of the other girls. He said she was a very special case. He stopped her from leaving when she couldn't go through with shagging and begged her to stay with him. For as long as she had lived with Scorpius Malfoy, she had never seen a girl stay the night and she had CERTAINLY never seen him ask a girl to stay the night with him. She HAD seen him kick girls out though. And her fear became sharp.
She supposed it was insecurity more than outright fear that was spurring these thoughts. Not to mention pride. She had always prided herself on not being another one of his girls. She was too smart to fall for his lines. Even if she had been having TREMENDOUS fantasies about him for several years, she would never give into them. She would never be "just another one."
And yet here she was, in Scorpius Malfoy's bed, after letting him spend the better part of last night exploring her and doing the same to him. What were they now?
She felt him breathe deeply and waited to see what he would say.
"It happened." Scorpius said. And Rose could feel his chest rumble slightly with a chuckle.
"Oh." Rose said quietly, wondering if that chuckle was one of victory.
Scorpius could hear the solemn tone in her reply and a bit of panic rose in him. Did she regret it? Was last night not the heart pounding culmination of absolute catharsis that he thought it was?
They both laid there for a moment in a weird kind of silence, both too afraid to say anything.
Finally, Scorpius decided that, if he was too afraid to say what he wanted, he would try to express it with his touch. He slid his hands down to hers and interlocked their fingers. He held his breath.
She squeezed his hand tightly and that was all it took.
He enveloped her in a tight embrace and she melted into him instantly. She sighed deeply at the safety his gesture provided and it made him feel warm from head to toe.
Finally, she spoke. "I...was...I was worried that maybe you didnt…" She started but seemed unable to finish. Rose Weasley had always been up to the challenge. She had never been afraid to express herself, especially to him, but that was before he had seen her at her most vulnerable. That was before he had claimed her.
He didn't wait for her to finish the sentence. He removed his hand from around her and gently lifted her chin with his fingers. She looked into his metallic greys and he could see that her eyes were pleading. He had never seen her look at him with such vulnerability. Gently, he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her slowly before breaking the kiss and resting his forehead against hers.
"Rose, honestly, you are a brilliant woman but if you think I am letting you go now, I'll send you straight to Mungos because you've lost your bloody mind." He replied and he wrapped his arms around her once more. Scorpius chuckled. "Be gentle with me, I'm a rare and wonderous object."
Rose rolled her eyes and smirked. "Pfft. You're a rare and wonderous idiot."
Scorpius closed his eyes and smiled wickedly as his forehead rested against hers. "Hmm...such crass talk. Perhaps you're my little Savage. If you keep misbehaving, I will have to punish you."
Rose arched an eyebrow and smirked. "I am Rose Weasley. Top of the class, always well behaved, thank you very much."
Scorpius leaned down and gave her a deep, languid kiss and Rose thought she was going to disintegrate. He broke the kiss and leaned into her ear, "Well. I would disagree. You were VERY naughty last night."
Rose turned blood red and buried her head in Scorpius' chest. She could feel the soft rumble of his chuckle as he tightened his grip around her and rested his face in her soft mane. Flowers and coconuts.
Finally, Rose blew out a hard breath and asked the question.
" So….does this mean we are...a…" Rose was trying to get the words out but it seemed so ludicrous that her brain seemed to be blocking the words.
Scorpius' opened his eyes and looked off into the distance, unconsciously stroking the small of her back with his fingertips. "...a...a couple?" He whispered.
Rose didn't reply at first. She was trying to figure out if there was a way to become totally invisible. Of course there was, but the Seventh year textbooks certainly weren't telling her.
Finally, she spoke. "I mean...unless...unless you wanted to keep seeing other people…"
Scorpius thought for a moment. Date other people? In addition to eachother? Who? He thought back to his past conquests. Vivian Vain? Veronica Corner? Mary Levy? Gross. They were all gross to him now.
And then another thought hit him. If he dates other women...that would mean Rose could date other men. Suddenly, Scorpius' eyes shot open and he turned red. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM WOOD OR ILL HEX HIS DICK OFF!"
"What?!"Rose started, arching back from him to see his face.
"What?!" Scorpius' yelped. "Eh... no. No, I don't think we should see other people." Scorpius' coughed awkwardly under Rose's semi amused gaze.
Rose nodded. " Do...do we tell people?"
Scorpius ran his hand up her back and he felt her shiver.
Gods, he wanted her. Right now.
But his was a serious question. He tried to take his mind off the incredible erection he had and put it towards the question at hand.
If this conversation was leading to them being together, then they would have a conundrum.
If the school found out, there would probably be changes. They lived together after all. The school would take steps to keep them from getting too friendly with each other behind closed doors.
And Scorpius' had every intention of getting friendly with Rose Weasley. Excessively, obscenely, earth shatteringly friendly.
Then of course, there would be the student body. Who could be ruthless. Merlin only knows the kind of things they would say about Rose. The shots they would take at her because of HIS reputation. Scorpius' chest panged at the thought of them hurting Rose's reputation. What if they made her cry? If they did that, he would have no other alternative but to burn the school to the ground. And that would be a shame.
And then there were the parents. His father would be furious of course. It was no secret that Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley couldn't stand each other.
Oh God. Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley was going to murder him. Straight murder. No chaser.
Scorpius started to sweat. What would Albus say? His best friend? Had he betrayed him? Scorpius felt like he was going to pass out. His heart started to race. How was it that he had completely neglected to think about the consequences of his actions? The world was about to come down on them both and it was entirely his fault.
All because he had to touch her.
To kiss her.
To make her moan.
To make her say his name.
...You know what. Murder is fine. A little murder never hurt anyone. Murder builds character.
Rose could feel his heart racing and at first it made her nervous, was he having second thoughts? But as she let the question wash over her, she realized that she too, was starting to sweat. What would her parents say? Would the Malfoys hate her? Was she good enough to be dating a posh and put together Malfoy? What did Malfoys do? Throw dinner parties? Had she ever been to a dinner party? Did she own a fancy dress?
"MAYBEWESHOULDKEEPITBETWEENTHETWOOFUS!" Rose blurted out.
"YES!"Scorpius shouted almost immediately. Scorpius thought for a moment. "But...but it's not because we're hiding…"
Rose shook her head vehemently. "NO! Of course not. We are being kind. We are choosing not to burden the world with our choices."
Scorpius nodded. "If anything, we may be the bravest people we know."
"Yes." Rose agreed. "We are brave."
They were quiet for a moment.
"What time is it?" Rose mused, trying to break the tension.
Scorpius unwrapped himself from around her to look at his watch on the nightstand. As he did so, Rose caught a glimpse of his always exquisite body. The strong pecks, sinuewy biceps, that V thing at his hipbones that she had a sudden and overwhelming urge to bite.
"It's about 6:15…" Scorpius started to reply when he saw her face. She was staring at him with heavily hooded eyes. She was flushed and her eyes were unfocused. She licked her lips slightly. Was…was this the face she made when she wanted him? Was this what he did to her? Rose Weasley had sex eyes? Gods, he never realized how desperately he had been waiting to see her give him sex eyes.
That was it. He couldn't take it. He had wanted her from the second he realized she was next to him and knowing that she wanted him too?
He was going to absolutely wreck this girl.
His dick was throbbing so hard now that it was unbearable. He couldn't control himself and another Scorpius took over. Scorpius Malfoy, Sex God.
He turned over to her and ran his hand from the crook of her hip down her thigh. His eyes locked with hers and the smouldering look of lust he gave her was absolutely staggering and she gasped involuntarily..
He brought his face closer to her before abruptly grabbing her ass and yanking her in such a way that her hips crashed against his straining member.
He brought his lips to her ear. "Do you want me Rose?" He waited achingly for her reply. He was going to make her say it.
She swallowed shakily as she tried to collect her thoughts. She could feel his hand slowly rolling her shirt up her torso and his finger tip felt like electricity. "I...I…" She stammered, his fingers were too distracting.
"I know you can feel it Rose. You can feel EXACTLY how badly I want you. Seven years. I've waited seven years to touch you." He whispered and he laid a hard sucking kiss on her neck that left a bruise. He had marked her. She was his.
Rose yelped at the pressure of his love bite and ferociously reciprocated, leaving one on his neck. He was mistaken, he belonged to her.
Scorpius moaned into her ear and her hips jerked at the sound. She could feel his lips smile against her cheek.
"AWNSER me, do you want me, my Savage?" He whispered, dragging his hand to her breast and, with all the courage and ecstacy boiling inside him, he rolled her nipple between his fingers through the soft material of her bra.
"Gods! God's Scorpius! You aren't playing fair!" She yelped as her back arched from the shock of pleasure that he sent through her.
Scorpius smiled and brought his hand up to her cheek. "To paraphrase, a very smart mouthed, luscious little witch I know, 'I don't play fair, I play Quidditch."
She looked at him suddenly and he tilted her head for what Rose thought would be another tender kiss.
But no.
He attacked her lips. He rolled on top of her and immediately pressed himself against her. He spoke against her lips, "I often fantasize about what would have happened in that little dollhouse bedroom of yours, if your father hadn't interrupted us... Shall I play it out?" He kissed her with an untamed passion that also acted as a warning. The warning was clear.
I am going to take you, right now, hard.
And Rose was so very, very close to accepting her beautiful fate.
But she knew she wasn't ready. Scorpius Malfoy had a PhD in making women cum. She knew this because she was constantly bombarded by the stories of his skills from the many Malfoy junkies that roamed the school.
But she was a virgin. She hadn't done much in the realm of sexual exploration. She had some experience, but she was sure it wasn't up to the level that Scorpius Malfoy probably expected from his women. The prospect of sleeping with Scorpius filled her with longing...but it very much filled her with fear. What if she couldn't please him?
She shrunk a bit and Scorpius seemed to feel it because he was suddenly looking at her.
She looked into his eyes for a moment, bit her lip, and looked away.
Scorpius looked at her for a moment. Was...was she scared? Scorpius couldn't believe it. Powerhouse Rose Weasley was scared? Of him? And suddenly, his surprise turned into an intense feeling of guilt.
Was he rushing her again? Did she not want this? Did she not want him?
"R...Rose?" He stuttered. He hated that she could make him stutter.
Rose ran her fingers down his arms and he breathed a heavy sigh at her touch. "It's...it's not that I don't want to...I'm...just...not ready." She decided she was also not ready to tell him why yet.
Scorpius sighed and rested his head on her shoulder. Finally, he spoke, "Do you want me Rose?"
Rose started to feel this intense sense of pressure and guilt. She didn't like this.
But then he lifted his head and looked her in the eye, "Because, if you want me Rose, I'll wait for you. I...I don't want you to feel like…Gods...don't make me explain it Rose. Just tell me... Tell me you want me, that's all I need for right now.."
Rose cocked her head to the side in thought. Could Scorpius Malfoy possibly be worried that she didn't like him? Scorpius Malfoy worried about things like that?
Rose sighed and ran her fingers down his face. "Yes. Yes, Scorpius. I want you. I've wanted you for years. I can't stop thinking about you. I dream about you, I laugh because of you. I smile because of you... Yesterday, I slept because of you. You make me feel... good. Rose finished lamely. "I only want you."
Scorpius smiled and rested his face next to her ear. "Then take all the time in the world….and when you're ready... you're mine."
He kissed her playfully and started to roll off of her when she held him in place with her legs. He arched an eyebrow at her.
She looked embarrassed for a moment. "Well...I mean...that doesn't mean we have to...to stop... EVERYTHING, does it?
Oh, he was going to wreck her.
Scorpius smiled wickedly. "Rose, my Savage, there are plenty of ways to make you say my name and, when you're ready, I intend to show you every single one...to awnser your earlier question...yes. We are together. We are in a relationship. You are mine and I swear to Merlin if Wood EVEN THINKS about…"
"Scorpius!" Rose laughed out. "Stop thinking about Wood and start thinking about me!"
Scorpius laughed and, with his desire rekindled, he attacked those beautiful lips once more and locked in this moment of passion, they took their first steps into eternity. Together.