Author's Note: Okay, so, I know it has been a long time since I have updated Scorpions on Rose Petals. I forgot about it for a bit and also, I had no time or inspiration. However, here is chapter three of my Scorpius and Rose saga. A few of my friends have been giving me ideas on what to do for future chapters. I shall not reveal them to you unless you are dying and or willing to help me with some ideas. Of course, if you help, you will be credited in the chapter that you help with. I'm also working on some ideas for things as well. I hope you like this chapter. More about Rose's two best friends will be revealed in this chapter. I have been meaning to tell more about them. Anyway, onto the responses to reviews that are pretty old. Haha.
Oh, and I know that in the last chapter. I said that Hyacinth Graves was Hyacinth Barbary. That is a typo because I am using Barbary in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Oh, and I do not own Harry Potter, or the characters. I own the characters that I have made up. If they have a canon last name, I do not own their last names, I own their personality and actions. Oh, I also own the plot of this story. That's about it. Oh, and Josephine is a character based on a character that my friend role-plays as.
ResponsesMystère de tempête – Thank you so much. I love the slow evolution as well and I hope to have a more in-depth conversation soon. I will try to have something adequate in this chapter for interaction between Scorpius and Rose.
icyslumber – I love Scorpius/Rose parings as well. Thanks so much for the review and I know I didn't update soon, but here is the third chapter. ;
Chia89 – Thank you so much! I love the idea as well. I hope you and the rest of my readers keep reading. ;D
Onto the story! Huzzah!
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The morning was misty and chilly as Rose slowly awoke that Friday morning with black circles under her blue eyes. Josephine was released an hour or so after lunch from the Hospital Wing and she would not shut up. "It was Malfoy's fault, Rose!" and "How come you are not angry at him, Rosie?" were her main rants and raves until about midnight last night. Rose was weary and tired. Ever since she was small, she had to get an obscene amount of sleep to be able to function properly. Rose thought that would have worn off by the time she was sixteen years old. However, she still needed a lot of sleep. After dinner, Rose would go up to the common room and finish some homework and then go to bed quite a bit before ten o'clock at night. This only added to the bookworm, smarty-pants attitude that everyone believed Rose held. However, there was more to her than that but that's not really important at the moment.
Rose looked over to her timepiece, which was themed. Behind the flaming minute and hour signifiers was a wizarding picture of the band, Firewhiskey Sunsets, Rose's favorite band of all time. Anyway, Rose looked at the time and breakfast was halfway through. Rose jumped out of bed, startled, and ran to put her clothes on. She had a quiz in Arithmancy that she did not want to miss that morning. She quickly changed out of her nightclothes and into her customary uniform, blue and bronze tie and all. As she did so, she looked around the room. Josephine's curtains were closed but Rose could see one arm fall out and off the bed, through the curtains with her toes peaking out the end. Josephine was always the craziest sleeper compared to Rose. Rose slept still throughout the night, maybe moving a little once or twice.
Then, Rose looked to the other side of her own bed and saw Esmeralda, with her curtains open. She had her thumb in her mouth and Rose fought the urge to laugh, or get her camera. She went against either and finished getting dressed. She brushed her hair quickly and then grabbed her bag on the way out. She would brush her teeth in the bathroom after breakfast. Who brushes their teeth before they eat? Crazy people, that's who. Rose shifted through the people, who were probably already up around the same time as her. As she shifted through the people, Fred Weasley, her cousin, almost trampled her. However, she didn't really make a stink about it. Fred was crazy when it came to food, much like the rest of her male relatives, including her younger brother, Hugo.
Rose finally arrived at the Great Hall and sat down quietly at the Ravenclaw table. After getting a few items on her plate, Joshua Goldstein sat down next to her, followed slowly by a half-dead-looking boy who went by the name of Thaddeus Barbary. Another famous child at Hogwarts school, Thaddeus was the son of Heathcote Barbary, another member of the music phenomenon, the Weird Sisters. Thaddeus was handsome but not so much that he had an ego. Actually, he was quite nice and Rose remembered having a small crush on him in second year. Right now, he wasn't handsome at all. He sat down ungracefully and almost fell into the bowl of oatmeal that appears before him. Mr. Early Bird Joshua smiled, almost laughed and pulled Thaddeus, or Thad, as everyone called him, up before his face could reach the lumpy substance. Joshua made sure that Thaddeus had a cup of strong tea before his face could hit the oatmeal again.
Rose leaned towards Joshua and whispered, "What's with Thad?"
Joshua said quietly in reply, "He was up all night sending letters to some girl from Gryffindor. I couldn't tell who it was but the letters appeared very interesting, by the expressions on Thad's face. However, I got tired of watching him write ooey-gooey love notes to that bird and went to sleep."
Rose nodded in reply and dug into her food, while Joshua did the same. Rose couldn't seem to get yesterday out of her head. Josephine was so quick to judge Scorpius and she had never even spoken to him anything but a few dismissive, spiteful words that Scorpius never got offended by. He didn't seem to think she was disrespecting him in anyway, the way that most purebloods did when someone spoke to them wrongly. Rose continued in her thoughts but a moment later, she heard a very grumpy voice approaching her, along with clattering footsteps.
"Rosie, why didn't you wake me and Ezzie up? Breakfast is almost over and I'm starving!" said the loud, whiney voice.
Rose slowly turned around and realized that it was Josephine McDougal, her best friend. Behind her, was Esmeralda Hollands, her other best friend. Josephine came from a pureblood family with old money, one of the few pure families left. She seemed to have no prejudices against people who were of less blood and that was one of the reasons Rose felt drawn to her in the first place. However, at times, Rose wanted to tell Josephine to stuff it because her mouth was as big as Asia and she didn't know how to control it. Then there was Esmeralda, a muggleborn student whom Rose felt a connection to. Esmeralda was scared, excited, but scared and had lost her way on the first year car. Rose asked her to sit with Albus, Fred, and herself. Josephine joined them later. Anyway, Esmeralda was a sweetheart but a little dim-witted at times and she always seemed to follow Josephine's commands and throughout Josephine's insinuations, Esmeralda was nodding and agreeing with what Josephine said.
Rose just said plainly, "You were asleep and I didn't want to wake you. I actually only came down about ten minutes ago."
Josephine sat down next to Thaddeus, grumpily and Esmeralda followed suit, only, she did it was a shrug. The six of them ate and were soon joined by a messy-haired Geoffrey Harlow, another boy in Ravenclaw. Rose quickly finished and told Esmeralda that she would see her in Arithmancy later. Classes started in about forty-five minutes and Rose wanted to get there early and study a bit before the quiz. She found out late afternoon that she got full marks on the day-before-yesterday's quiz and she wanted to keep it up in order to get Head Girl next year, hopefully. She knew that Grace Baddock was a contender. She was taking all N.E.W.T. level classes with an exception for Potions and she made full marks on just about everything. Ever since first year, there had been a little competition between Rose and the Gryffindor genius.
Anyway, Rose made her way to the third floor, where this year's Arithmancy class was being held. Professor Vector was still teaching Arithmancy at Hogwarts and she often asked how Rose's mother was. Professor Vector often said that Hermione Granger was one of her favorite, most promising students. However, when Vector made references to Rose's mother during class, Rose often got embarrassed and looked at funny. You know, the usual. Rose wasn't like her mother in many ways. She wasn't a know-it-all or goody-two-shoes. She was smart and that was about it for similarities.
Rose continued on her way and when she finally reached the 'abandoned' hallway, she realized that she wasn't alone. She was quite a while away from the classroom where she stopped in her tracks and she only realized that there was someone there was because of a patch of bright blonde. Otherwise, the person's gray uniform could have blended in with the wall. She knew it was Scorpius and something inside her jumped. For a moment, she thought it might be her stomach going up to make acquaintance with her heart. She stopped for a moment and shook the surprise away. She had indeed been wondering were Scorpius was during breakfast. She assumed he was still sleeping, even though he was more of an early bird than she was. She had never seen Scorpius so alone. Well, not alone. She meant surrounded by his 'friends' and things like that. Seeing him like this was intriguing.
Rose still couldn't believe that there were people that found him so repulsive. There wasn't anything repulsive about his appearance. He has pale, but miraculous skin. He didn't have his father's severely pointed face and features. He got some of his mother's curvaceous facial features. His mother was Daphne Greengrass, who became the Editor of the Witch Weekly not too long ago. However, he did look very much like his father. Rose knew that many of the girls thought him to be gorgeous and a sex god. However, Rose just thought him to be handsome, especially when he smiled. It wasn't as if his smile was a rare occurrence. He smiled a lot, but in the last day or so, not so much. He did have funny friends. Rose overheard a joke that one of Scorpius's friends, Caleb Pritchard, told him. It wasn't about 'mudbloods.' It was some blond joke that was pretty funny. Rose laughed to herself about it. Anyway, Rose knew that she couldn't stand there much longer because if Scorpius saw her standing there, staring at him, he might get a little weirded out.
Rose was going to sit down but she knew that she wasn't going to down right next to him. So, she down next to him about three and half or so feet away from him. She sat on his right, placing her bag on her left, creating some sort of unintentional barrier. She looked over at him for split second and then to his textbook. He has made some neat, marginal notes. His handwriting was even better than hers and to Rose that was a surprise, because all her male relatives' handwritings looked like chicken scratch. Rose sighed and knew that she had to say something first. That is always how they did it. They had a routine, even though they were not close friends.
"Were you able to predict the events of next Sunday in the Chaldean theory? I was having trouble with it," Rose said sincerely. Rose actually was having trouble with it, despite what most people might think. People wouldn't believe Rose when she said she didn't understand. They would say, "Rose, there is no need to dumb down," when she actually needed help. She was getting ready for Scorpius to turn and give her a quizzical but it never came. Rose felt as if her eyebrows might have just raised a little. He didn't question her questions. Instead, he shifted and pulled a scrap piece of parchment from his back pocket and picked up the ratty, worn quill that was squished in the spine of the pages that he was looking at earlier. He started scribbling something down.
"You rearrange the letters on the chart because the number nine is not used in this arithmancy chart," Scorpius said as he scribbled the chart quickly and then wrote something down, the letters that were assigned. Rose calculated them quickly and smiled.
"Thanks. I was quite baffled when it said that I would be in Portugal, sipping wine and water-skiing on the back of a Rhinoceros," she said, laughing a little. She saw Scorpius smile just the slightest bit. Scorpius now spoke something to her.
"So, how is Josephine? Is her face intact?" he asked, obviously trying to hide his laughter. Rose had to admit, it was kind of funny.
"Yes, it is. She's fine but she had a fit last night. I did my best to tune her out, though," Rose said.
"What was her fit about," Scorpius asked curiously.
"You," Rose said simply.
"Oh, really?" Scorpius said, feigning interest in Josephine's fit, about him.
"Oh yeah. She loves you so much that she was screaming about how much she thinks you're a prick," Rose said sarcastically. Scorpius laughed, so hard in fact that Rose though he was going to double over onto the stone, corridor floor. Rose just smiled, finding accomplishment in making someone laugh. Rose wasn't always the funniest of girls and this little accomplishment might just be enough to make her day great.
"I thought she was going to kill me during Potions yesterday. If looks could kill, they be her's," he said, still recovering from his laughter.
"That's true. They really would. She gave me the third degree for not waking her up this morning. That reminds me. You weren't there?" she asked as casually as she could.
"No," Scorpius said, raising the side of his face a bit, showing the dimple off on that side of his face, "I came in really early, grabbed a biscuit and left. I really wanted to study for this quiz. I didn't do so great on the last one." Rose nodded lightly, assuming why that was so. He had, after all, planned to break up with Precious Pucey, his girlfriend since the middle of fifth year. He broke up with her yesterday, in front of everyone. Rose felt bad for Precious, but at the same time, Rose hoped that Scorpius had an excuse for doing that. He was always so pleasant to her. Also, Rose was surprised that Scorpius had done badly on the last quiz. He had always been the smartest boy in their year. Rose had a hankering that Scorpius was going to be made Head Boy.
"I came up here early as well to study because the geisha obstructed most of study time," she said, surprised that she came up with another joke. Was it being around Scorpius that gave her a better sense of humor or was her father finally rubbing off on her? The stuff he did to make Rose's mother laugh.
Scorpius laughed and nodded. "Let's study then. I could use it," he said, solemnly. Rose bit her lip lightly and then carefully suggested they study together. He accepted gratefully and then, they studied until it was time for class to start. They got quite a bit of reviewing in before students started arriving. The first one to arrive was Winifred Hopkins, a girl from Hufflepuff. Rose and her were Herbology partners last year. Scorpius and Rose had shifted quite closer and Rose even moved her bag away so she could point something out in Scorpius's Arithmancy book. After Winifred arrived, who wouldn't make a fuss and was not really paying attention, Scorpius and Rose shifted away from one another. Rose even stood up and gave Scorpius a small, meaningless smile and subconsciously adjusted her skirt and bag.
Soon, many students had arrived and finally, Professor Vector opened the classroom so the students could file in and find their seats. Scorpius and Rose both made their way in separately and sat down. However, Rose sat in her regular seat and Scorpius, moved somewhere else. He sat at the two-person desk on the other side of the aisle, next to her. Usually, Geoffrey sat there but he was late so it could not be helped. Rose busied herself with preparing for the quiz. She got her quill and inkwell out and a moment later, someone who was not Esmeralda, who she usually sat by, joined her. Albus Potter, her most beloved cousin, joined her at the two-person desk. Albus had gotten into Gryffindor, despite his fears of getting into Slytherin. He was genuinely relieved at not getting into Slytherin. However, Rose knew that he would have been just fine in that house. He was determined, ambitious, and strong, despite his insecurities.
"Why's he sitting there?" Albus asked in my ear.
"Who knows," I said, fighting the urge to smile.
"Oh, I have been meaning to ask you. How are things going with Jacinthe?" I said, wiggling my eyebrows slightly.
I looked at Albus and I saw him blush furiously. "I don't know what you mean, Rosie," he said, turning around, trying to his red face. He was a Weasley and Rose knew it. Rose just rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Oh, come off it, Albus! I know you like her," she said quietly to him.
"I do not," Albus replied but he couldn't look at her when he said it.
"Whatever. Anyway, did you study for the quiz today?" Rose asked.
Albus turned to answer, still red in the face, but Professor Vector cleared her throat and that was the universal sound for, "Class is starting!" Rose quickly looked around and saw that Esmeralda was sitting with Geoffrey. She sighed and paid attention to Professor Vector. Professor Vector, now a middle-aged woman, stood fairly tall and had graying, blond hair. She spoke to the class.
"You all know that we have a quiz today," she said while many groans could be heard, "So, I hope you studied. Get prepared and you can start your quizzes."
Rose was already prepared and she heard her classmates shuffling to get their things together. Soon, the quizzes on her desk flew out and about, going to each student. When Rose got hers, she looked over at Scorpius who was busy with his quiz. Rose quickly looked away and back to her quiz. She started, finding it fairly easy. The help that Scorpius gave her with the Chaldean theory, she realized, helped her a lot with the quiz. The quiz was heavily filled with questions about predictions using this method of Arithmancy. She made a mental note to thank him later. Their reviewing before class also helped. She secretly hoped that it helped him too. She believed, although she wouldn't openly admit it, that he would make a good Head Boy.
Rose finally finished her quiz and she stood up and placed it on Professor Vector's desk and then went back to her seat and sat down. She waited for the rest of the class to finish their quizzes and finally, it was time for class to be over. Rose wait for a few of the people to leave and finally made her way to leave. Most people had run off to their next classes and most of them were already out of sight. However, as she excited the classroom, she saw Scorpius, who slowly approached her.
"So, how was the quiz?" he asked, curiously.
"I was surprised. It was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be," Rose said, in a lightly cheerful way.
"I thought so too. I think I actually did good on this one," he said with an air of relief.
"Same, and thanks for the help Scorpius. That quiz was loaded with Chaldean theory," she said, with a bit of mock shock.
"Not a problem. Well, I'll see you later, Rose," he said with a faint smile as he walked away.
"Bye," Rose said, as she started on her way to History of Magic. She did not want to take the N.E.W.T. level of History of Magic but her mother convinced her to do so over the summer. Scorpius and Rose could have walked together but he didn't take the class, so he had a free period in which Rose would have gone to the Library if she had one. She was talking all the N.E.W.T. level classes she was offered. As she continued on her way, she met up with Josephine.
"There you are! Why did you leave so early?" Josephine asked, in her usual manner.
"I went to study some more before my quiz," Rose said with a little smile.
"Okay, that's fine. Let's make a stop before we go to class. I have to use the loo," Josephine said, with a little exaggeration her voice.
"Fine, let's go," Rose said as they made their way down the hall to the girls lavatory. They entered and Josephine rushed into the stall as if she was going to die if she didn't go. Rose waited and then Josephine came out and washed her hands. They were about to leave but as Rose reached for the knob, it opened. Rose and Josephine jumped back, startled. In came a very angry, Precious Pucey with the most ugly look on her face.
"Oh no, Rose Weasley. You aren't going anywhere."
Author's Note: Finally, it is finished and up. It's rather long and I hope you like it. Reviews make me happy. If you review, I'll post the next chapter sooner and I'll give out COOKIES. :