Disclaimer: Still not owning anything besides the grief and joy that these two opposites experience.

A/N: So I got 5 reviews for I Don't Want to Fall in Love, as well as quite a few favourites and alerts, but I was surprised that most people asked if I was going to continue this or just leave it. Originally I was going to just leave it as a one-shot and let the reader decide the fate of Rose and Scorpius, but after my first review I started thinking about making a sequel one-shot.

So after much deliberation and listening to more She Wants Revenge, I have come up with this one-shot entitled Pretend the World Has Ended, which takes place about a year and a half after I Don't Want to Fall in Love. So Rose and Scorpius are now in the beginning of their seventh year.

(Thankyou to Tina101, the lovely Electraa, Izzy., WhateverIsGonnaBeMyName & Isadel for the reviews!)

Hope you enjoy…

Summary: There's nothing to believe in here, so just believe in me. Just put your hand in mine and cast your doubts aside.

Pretend the World Has Ended

He was watching her again.

His best friend elbowed him in the ribs. Hard. Scorpius grunted and turned his grey eyes onto his friend who gave him a mixed look of pity and disgust. He knew what his friend was thinking. Why the hell are you watching the Weasley girl…again?

Scorpius, being perfectly honest with himself, didn't know why he was watching the Weasley girl. Again. His eyes were just drawn to her, they had to follow her. He frequently cursed his eyes for having a mind of their own, especially when they landed on the new red-headed Gryffindor Head Girl, Rose Weasley. He shut his eyes tightly before looking down at his plate of food in front of him. He didn't want to think about Rose Weasley, or the fact that she was Head Girl to his Head Boy…

"Scorpius," a female voice purred in his ear as she rubbed up against his arm. "You didn't come to see me on the train. I was very disappointed."

He squeezed his eyes shut tighter, willing himself to wipe the look of disgust off his face before he turned to face Millie. "Hullo Millie," he said, trying to sound like he was actually happy to see her. "Sorry about the train, Head stuff you know."

She nodded sympathetically, twirling a strand of her red hair around her finger. Scorpius tried his best to hide his smirk. The girl was trying - and successfully failing - to be seductive. He watched her for a few moments, feigning interest in her horrid hair. He couldn't help but think that Rose's hair was such a nicer shade of red, it wasn't an ugly deep colour like Millie's, more like a nice soft red, orange perhaps.

"Like my hair?" Millie asked, leaning closer to him. "I noticed you liked red heads, not many people do. But I always knew you were special Scorpius Malfoy."

His best friend sniggered beside him and Scorpius couldn't help but roll his eyes at his friend and the annoying Millie. "Can I continue to eat now?" he asked her, running a hand through his hair.

She smiled at him, showing off her perfect white teeth. "Of course," she cooed before she took his hand in hers. Scorpius stared at her perfectly manicured nails, wishing they were less cat like, more like Rose's.

He looked up to see Rose staring at him. He sucked in a deep breath and swallowed as Rose finally noticed who's hand he was clutching. For some reason Scorpius felt guilty. It wasn't like he was with Rose - he wasn't even the her friend - and after the last real encounter they had - which ended up as more of an argument - they hadn't spoken more then two words to each other.

He hadn't dated a girl for over two years. He had barley touched any girl until now because he was so infatuated with the Weasley girl, because he didn't want to break his own heart in the process. He watched as she stood and strode out of the hall quickly, her cousin Albus calling after her surprised. The Potter boy looked up at Scorpius and gave him a quick glare as if he knew that it was Scorpius' fault that Rose had stormed out of the Great Hall.

Scorpius extracted his hand from Millie's iron grip and gave her a small smile. "I'm sorry," he said, not sounding apologetic at all. "But I forgot I had a head's meeting with Weasley and she just left, which means that I have to go as well."

"Can't you just forget about it," she whined.

He shook his head quickly. "Sorry, can't."

"Oh," she said sounding defeated. "Well hurry back."

"I will," he told her, in a sickenly cheery voice he was sure she would buy.

Scorpius rushed out of the hall as quickly as he could manage, without looking suspicious. He caught a glimpse of Gryffindor robes and vibrant red hair slipping through a gap in the door that led out into the night sky. He was surprised that Rose would go outside at night, she would be breaking a minor rule after all. But then, she was Head Girl and could probably use that to her advantage now. And I can use Head Boy to my advantage, he thought as he stalked towards the door, determined to follow her.

A sweeping sense of déjà vu hit him as the cool air hit his face. This was like the last time they had met, the last time they had talked properly. He swallowed nervously hoping that the outcome of this conversation, or argument, wouldn't be like the outcome of the last one. Scorpius stood there and surveyed the darkness around him, trying to figure out where the girl had actually gone.

"Why do you always follow me?" a harsh voice cut through the stillness that surrounded him. "Why can't you just leave me alone and follow one of you many girlfriends around instead."

"I don't follow you," he said clearly to her before he added, "all the time" under his breath.

"But here we are," Rose said as she stepped out of the shadows and faced him. "In nearly the exact same situation as one and a half years ago."

"But as I clearly remember, nothing happened so I wouldn't go expecting anything to happen tonight either." He knew the words were harsh, but if they had some kind of affect on Rose he would be happy. Secretly, he was hoping that something would happen.

Rose opened and closed her mouth and Scorpius smirked at her, feeling pleased at her reaction. It was a rare occasion that Rose Weasley was lost for words. He took a step towards her, deciding to savour the moment of silence. She looked at her feet instead of him, her red hair forming a curtain around her face. Scorpius wouldn't be surprised if she was blushing red underneath the mass of bushy hair and freckles.

"Rose," he said softly as he came to a top right in front of her. She looked up at him and her searched her blue eyes for any sign of anger or discomfort. He felt his shoulders relax when he found no emotion that would cause him any pain - at the moment anyway - which was an incredibly good thing considering what he was about to do.

Scorpius' eyes locked onto hers and he leant forward cautiously. He lifted his hand and brushed a piece of hair out of her eyes before he kissed her softly on the lips. He watched as her eyes closed but didn't respond. Her hands came up to rest on his chest and a surge of hope rose in him. Maybe, just maybe, she would kiss him back. But instead she pushed gently against him and broke the kiss.

Rose bit her lip. "What - what was that?"

Scorpius rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed. "I - uh - kissed you."

She rolled her eyes at him. "I get that part Malfoy," she stated. "What I don't get is the fact that you've barley uttered two words to me in over a year, that we agreed that we couldn't and shouldn't be together, and yet you still have to nerve to actually kiss me. Not to mention that you've got a girlfriend back in the Great Hall waiting for you."

"Millie means nothing," he told her. "And you haven't spoken to me in over a year. I tried to talk to you but you wouldn't let me. So don't go blaming this entire awkward situation on me!"

"You told your friend that you never liked me. I heard it with my own ears!"

"I only said that because I was angry at you," he said, clearly frustrated. "You had just told me that I was the right face, but it was the wrong time! How do you think that made me feel Rose? I felt so betrayed that I did all I could to make you feel as horrible as I did."

They stood in silence, staring each other down. Neither wanted to admit that the other was right. Scorpius felt terrible. Maybe if he hadn't convinced himself that Rose was the vilest thing on the entire planet after their conversation one and a half years ago, maybe they would be on better terms at the moment.

"Tell me why Rose," he asked her softly. "Tell me why we couldn't be together then and can't be together now."

"I just -" Rose said quietly, her voice could barley be heard above the wind that was now roaring around them. "I just really doubt that we can hold a relationship together. I mean, we fight all the time and can't get along for a second and I'm just really nervous about what everybody else will say."

"It doesn't matter what they think Rose," he told her. "Other people don't matter. As long as we're happy, we'll be fine."

"But-"

"Take my hand Rose," Scorpius said quietly but forcefully as he held out his hand for her to take. "Just cast all your doubts aside and be with me."

"I really don't know," she answered, eying his hand sceptically.

"Can't we just try?"

Scorpius took a deep breath as she placed a delicate hand in his. "What will our friends and family say?"

"Not matter what they say, we'll work out fine."

And I didn't tell you the ending, but I did that because I have another chapter already written in my head, so all I have to do is type it up - and pray to god that it sounds alright - and then y'all can know what Rose chose to do and Scorpius reaction.

Review, please!

- Kashy