A/N:Here's the Weasley-Granger kids with their years of birth…
Rose Angela Weasley - 2000
Hugo Alastor Weasley - 2002
Alison Emily and Elizabeth Amalia Weasley - 2003
Jack Arthur Weasley - 2005
Ariana [sth] Weasley - 2009
And links to my other "His Little Angel" series stories…
His Little Angel: .net/secure/story/story_?storyid=4800742&chapter=1
Are You Mad?: .net/secure/story/story_?storyid=4862708&chapter=1
The first one is a RosexScorp and the second is a AlxOC with RxS hints…
Chapter 3-Friendly Issues
"I'll see you later, ok?" she whispered into his neck and with one last quick kiss she turned and ran over at the two girls waiting for her. Lilly was chatting with a Hufflepuffle boy, while Eryn was murmuring something to Al, who was leaning towards her.
He watched as the girls departured, and instead of waiting for Al to come back, he walked slowly to him.
"Ready?" Scorpius asked, patting him on the shoulder.
"Yeah. Let's move our asses." he responded.
As they walked down the road to Hogsmeade, Scorpius started listing the things they had to buy.
"First in the Pharmacy. Then at the bookstore and a visit at the WWW. At the jewelry for you, and I think you want a new quill. What do you think?" he turned at his best friend, who was trying too hard not to leave any chuckles escape, but with that gaze, he busted into fits of laughter.
"What is it now?" Scorp complained, pausing in the middle of the road.
"You spend too much time with Rose." Al managed, stopping too, and kept laughing under the innocent gaze of his mate.
"I can't tell the same about you." Scorp fought back lowly, as he started walking again.
Al's laughter slowed down. "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. She feels bad for you, Albus. Don't do this to her. Don't do this to me."
"C'mon, Scorp. You need that time alone. And I know that. And I respect that, as much as I trust you. Besides, I spend a lot of time with Eryn too."
"Man to man now, Al. We want you there. You're a great part of this scene, just as you have always been. And if you feel uncomfortable, you should let us know immediately."
"I know. But this isn't about how I can't see you snog my twin-cousin. I just felt like you two have a lot to say – or do." he chuckled "I don't feel like I'm loosing you."
"Ok, but try to be around more. She's addicted to you." Scorp teased.
"As well as she's to you." the blackhead smiled. "I will, by the way. I'll try. But I'm not promising anything."
"Thanks mate." Scorpius simply said. It was amazing how things were with Al. Not mentioning at his perfect behavior and opinion about Rose and him, but in the way the two boys communicated. They had always been understanding, supportive and helpful to each other, in a strangely brotherly way.
Maybe he knew Rosie better, but things were puzzled and complicated and intimate with Rose in problem-times.
But with Al was different. Their serious conversations were simple but meaningful and strong.
The comfortable silence between them broke only when they reached the first shops.
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After a couple of hours, a bit of browsing, chatting, getting in and out of various shops, encounters with a lot of redheads and friends, Al and Scorp found themselves stepping out of the Honeydukes, their pockets filled with shrunken packages and packages.
Scorpius was chewing a jelly tiny hippogriff that was turning your tongue colorful for a whole day, while Albus was shrinking their newly bought sweets.
"They are supposed to be for later, Scorp! You've already eaten the half of them!" Albus complained, watching his best friend eating half their sweet stock.
"You're both such children some times!" a soft voice called from behind them and they found Jack almost laughing at them.
And they knew he had a good reason.
The brown curled, freckled free first year boy had inheritated all of Hermione's seriousness and brains too, not only her outside features. And, surprising not, it was on the top of the few Weasleys who could laugh with anyone of the clan and get away with it, simply just because the others couldn't defend themselves.
"Here comes Jackpot!" Al teased, looking at Jack's company. But before he could open his mouth, Scorpius talked first.
"You have nice company there, Jack." he laughed, motioning behind him, where, a few meters back, was waiting a girl with big dark olive eyes and honey brown hair.
"Hi, I'm Emma." the girl stepped up to offer her hand to the amazed friends and Scorpius took a step and shook it. "Why is you tongue blue?"
"It's because I ate one of those." Scorp raised the diaphanous bag of the colorful Hippogriffs at eye level. "Want one?"
"Sure. Thank you." she picked a green one and smiled at him, while Scorpius was offering one to Jack too.
She was a first year, for sure. To walk around with Jack. Petite and sweet, with a colorful skirt and a rainbow ribbon in her hair. But she had the guts to introduce herself to two 7th years, totally naturally and comfortably.
"Jack, you should have told us that you keep company to such a charming lady." Al teased, but Scorpius recognized the surprise and admiration in his voice.
True, that girl had something charming beyond the cuteness and sweetness of her childhood which was still on her pleasant face. She had that something.
And suddenly, Scorpius had a de ja vu. His mind brought a distant but crystal clear memory in the surface. A curly redhead with smart blue eyes and pink full cheeks, chatting with joy and joking and sharing and laughing and even dancing like she knew him since their births. She had that same something that Rose had in her age, and he had to admit that his little Rosie still had it.
"Unlike you, my dear friends, I'm good enough to keep a girl from run away screaming." the Weasley boy replied, bringing him back to reality. Jack hadn't even flash a bit from Al's joke. With the luck on his side, the Weasley blush hadn't pass to Ron's youngest son, but we can't tell the same about confidence.
"We are independent, little cousin." Al snorted.
"Do you fancy a gillywater or a cup of tea?" Scorp turned his head to Emma.
"We have pretty much to do." Jack answered diplomatically.
"And I want to see the Shrieking Shack." Emma added with enthusiasm, nearly jumping around.
"Oh, I forgot it was your first time here in Hogsmeade." Scorpius smiled at both of them.
"Yeah. Al told me he had been here before, but it's my first time. Actually, I'm a muggleborn." she confessed confident, with a hint of proud.
"Of course Jack had come. Auntie Angelina always loved having company at the shop." Al commented.
"We should better get our asses inside now. Sure you don't want to come?" Al asked the two first years.
"Yeah." Emma said. "We have to hurry up. Nice to meet you." she grinned, flashing her wide teeth, as Jack waved them and mumbled a 'bye'.
"See you around Emma. You too Jackpot." Al waved back, almost chuckling, just because he knew that nickname ignored Jack in public.
"Seems like Jack had found his mate of life." Al stated as they pushed through the doors and got inside the Three Broomsticks as they could hear the two first years teasing each other about their tongue color as they walked away.
"Yeah, it seems so…" Scorpius trailed off, his attention at the curly head he wanted to find as his eyes scanned the whole place. "What did you just say?" he asked after a moment or two, finally realizing what his best friend was talking about.
"Like I said, " Al paused to roll his eyes at him and order two Butterbears, "Jack had found his mate of life."
"Emma? How the hell?..." he trailed off, arching an eyebrow.
"Don't you see it, Malfoy?-Thanks Rosmeta" he handed him the one bottle and moved to find an empty corner. "The Weasleys are known to dangerously fall in love and marry their company from the first years here."
"How-" Scorp's face showed a clear confusion.
"My parents." Al counted with his fingers. "Rosie's parents, Uncle George and Untie Angelina. Both my grandparents. Teddy and Vicky. James and Melissa. And you and Rosie. And don't tell me" he pointed to his chest emphatically "that it's not serious."
"To be honest, I haven't noticed. But don't you count?" he teased.
"I'm more of a Potter." Al motioned to his messy black hair and green eyes behind the glasses.
"You do have a point." Scorp took a sip from his drink.
It was true that the Weasley luck or curse –call it whatever you like- hadn't affected the clone of Harry Potter. Al had various girls chasing him through the years, and he did paid a bit of attention to few of them. But somewhere at their sixth year Eryn got into the story.
And despite the arguments and the constant break ups and make up they had, she never got out of their lives and hearts. Be cause, wanting it or not, Eryn had became a part of them, and even though she wasn't able to have such a strong bond like they all had with each other, this was only due to the small amount of time she knew them. And she was absolutely appropriate for the blank as Rose's best-girl-friend.
On the bottom line, even Rosie couldn't stand the boys of her life some times. Too much testosterone.
On the other hand, James and Melissa seemed to have a really intimate relationship, although they were like cat and dog for the six first years of their academic career. It's James we're referring to after all.
"So," he smiled at Scorp. "What do you think of my not-so-soon-I-hope-sister-in-law-to-be?"
"Don't know why, but I really like her. That girl has something special."
"Yeah, definitely." Al sighed and took another big sip of his Butterbear.
"Do you really believe this with the mates?" Scorpius asked after a while of comfortable silence.
"Why not to? I'm watching it happening all around me." the black haired shrugged. "Why?" he asked with more interest, leaning a bit forward to get confesively closer at his best friend at the other side of the table.
"Just thinking. About me and Rosie." Scorp said simply and his grin widened and his eyes were sparkling.
"You're that serious, don't you?" his mate laughed and leaned back again.
"Yes. I thought you knew." Scorpius looked down at his bottle and Al was sure that if a Malfoy could blush, he would be brighter red than a ……..
"I knew it was something special from the very beginning, prat. And I know it's something deep now. But all your life?" there was no doubt in his voice, doubt if he really meant it, but rather question, how could he possibly be so sure, at such an early age.
"It's a bit scary, I know, but I try to imagine myself in ten or twenty years, and the only thing that I can see clear is Rose, you, my Healer job and children." he was playing his fingers along the neck of his bottle, looking down at them while he spoke.
Al did not laugh at all.
It took him a moment to recover as his best friend's words sunk in.
"Baby?" he nearly whispered. "This is beyond any other ...." he trailed off, unable to find a proper word.
"I know." he sighed. "Sometimes I think I'm mad, but I keep thinking about it. Seventh year and all that future planning. We're almost adults, Al. And I can't help it. Do you imagine a baby Rosie?" he said tenderly, the grey eyes boring into the emerald ones.
"I've lived that, and I'm glad I had survived." he smiled teasingly, but then his voice softened. "You know, the only thing that I have established as a future is family around me and you two together. I just can't imagine you without her and her without you. Since that very first day at Hogwarts express. I somehow know you'll be together till the very end. Then it was friendship. Now it's love." his voice was serious and deep. Straightening his glasses, he continued, now with a bit more flat voice. "And I know you know it, but I can't drop it, since I know for sure something will happen really soon. I may trusted you that far, I may believed deliberately whatever you've said, I may supported your every step, but I swear Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy" he pointed out, leaning over the table, no fury or … in his eyes, but pure concern. "that if you hurt her or harm her, you'll be dead within a moment." Al saw him flinch and open his mouth to defend himself, but he raised a hand to pause him. "I'm not trying to play the family-honor-protector or something, neither I believe you'll do something bad to Rosie from purpose. But bet your life, Scorpius, that I won't hold back, even though it's you." Al finished, taking a deep breath, preparing himself for his friend's answer.
"Thanks for that. I needed it." Scorpius almost smiled. "And I won't. I won't hurt her. I am not going to hurt her. I don't want to hurry things up, because I've waited for too long."
"Long is a poor word for this. And I was wondering how the hell can you restrain yourself." he arched a black eyebrow and with the smirk that appeared on his lips, Scorp knew the responsible-cousin-storm was nearly over.
"I had that question in the beginning too. But I think I got my answer." he paused, giving himself a chance to organize his thoughts by another sip of Butterbear. "My conclusion is that I care for her more than my body carves for hers. It's weird, I know." he chuckled at Al's puzzled look.
"No, I don't think it's that weird. For you, anyway. I'm just trying to understand it."
"It's complicated." Scorp sighed. "Yesterday, when we were together, every time I touched her I had the urge to-"
"No details please!" Al cut him off, closing his eyes as he shook his head at the image of Rosie-ugh!
"I have a 'but' in my sentence." Scorpius complained.
"I don't care Malfoy. I've seen enough. I don't want descriptions."
"OK, ok. I won't say it." Scorp chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.
And then in just a few minutes, Scorpius's expression changed as he stared at the wall opposite him, and he turned his eyes down at his hands on the table.
"Ham, Al. I wanted to ask you something." he said in a low, steady voice, his gaze still downwards.
"Tell me." Al replied trying to sound casually. He had noticed the change on his friend's face. And he knew that if Scorpius wanted to know something, he went straight on.
"When you and Eryn…You know, for the first time." Scorp finally faced his best friend "Did she hurt…" and he added a "a lot?" after a couple of seconds.
Al looked him in the eyes and faced pure agony and concern. What have Rosie done to deserve such a man at her side?
Ok, she was Rose. Extraordinary, smart, funny, passionate, strong, adoring and perfect in any way.
But Scorp was the outsider.
He was a Malfoy, born to held his nose up. But no. He had crushed down all the gossip walls of him being the continuer of his father, steadily through the years, and having his mother's characteristics, that task was proved easy, even for walls like those.
And it wasn't like he had the easiest life everyone imagined. Having Draco Malfoy as your father was rough thing, even without the loss of his loving mum, in the end of his fifth year at Hogwarts. A mother that was his only real family.
One can say that difficult times change you in a bad way. Maybe. Maybe not. But that definitely was no true with Scorpius.
With him, it had the opposite effect. It had turned him into a gentle and noble man from the boy he used to be.
He was unique, having ideals and believes to stand onto. Loyal and understanding. The best friend one could ask for.
And right that moment, looking into his grey eyes, Albus Potter was sure he was the one he could definitely trust his little Rosie.
Because, not only he was his best friend, one of the persons he knew deeply, but he was Scorpius too. Scorpius as a person himself, without labels of friends and that crap. Even if he was a total stranger, Al couldn't possibly not trust those eyes.
"Sorry for being indiscreet. That's very personal." the blond said, pulling his gaze away.
"No, it's not that." Al shook his head. "If I don't share those things with you, with who the hell am I?" he smiled. "You know, in the begging, she did hurt, not that she'll ever admit it. But then I think she didn't anymore. And I have to warn you. That was for the first time. So, don't panic if she flinch. Rose is going to get your ass out if you…you know…stop mid-action because of her." Al laughed, only to be joined by his mate, although Scorp's laugh lasted less.
"My little flower." he sighed "Breathtaking, but has spines." he chuckled.
"Oh!" Al straightened suddenly "Why don't you get dear Rosie a gift? She loves surprises."
"Hell, how I haven't thought of it? It seems appropriate, doesn't it?" he smiled thoughtfully. "I'll pay these up. You make sure we hadn't forgot anything."
Getting out in the clear cool day, Scorp's organization nature took over.
"I saw those great earrings at the jewelry, but I think that a book is more 'her'. But then I'll have to pick up a really good one that she doesn't already has. Another good idea is perfume, but I like the one I got her last Spring. I have reasonable suspicions she's magically keeping storage." he crooked his head to whisper confessionally at Al. "Then, we have animals, but she already has Iris. What about a nice jewelry box? This would be awesome. But it's kind of weird. I think we should go back at the earrings. I know for sure she'll like them. However…"
Al was gradually tuning Scorp's insufferable monologue out as they walked, imagining the moment he'll give Eryn the bracelet he bought her. He perfect sile, her warm eyes, her honey locks…
"What do you think?" Scorpius' question drifted him back to reality.
"What?...Oh! I was thinking about the earrings. She loves earrings."
"That's what I said too!" Scorp started again enthusiastically. "Let's go over at the jewelry."
Man, that boy was just unbearable to be with when he was shopping. He had such a trill, especially when he was buying presents. Al would never forget the first time they got to Hogsmeade, when Scorpius was so overwhelmed shopping on his own, that he nearly bought half the gift shop for his mum. They'd needed three school owls plus Scorp's one to send the packages to Astoria Malfoy. James had been laughing for a week.
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It was half an hour later that they left the jewelry, shrinking the newly bought small velvet box containing a pair of blue-turquoise detailed hanging earrings, when Lilly came into sight.
"My little sis!" Al burst into laughter, with really not particular reason, except that Scorp and he hadn't stop chuckling since they entered the shop. That Owen guy that worked there was completely hilarious.
"Are you two drunk?" Lilly arched an eyebrow suspiciously, approaching them.
"No, we only had a Butterbear." Scorp replied, swelling his torso in pride, but he couldn't help chuckling too. "Where are our girls?"
"Yeah, where are our little princesses? The sun in our nights? The flowers in our winter? The rainbow in our rainy days? The oxygen in our brain?" Al continued to laugh at his dramatic performance.
"Sure there's brain damage." Lilly murmured, eyeing them. "The girls are at the dark place. And they'll probably take their time. But I couldn't stand those paper evil things for more than five minutes. I'm gonna have nightmares." the girl cried out dramatically, looking at the sky.
"Ugh?" Scorp turned at Al for help.
"Bookstore." Al crooked his head to respond casually.
Lilly, done with her role was now playing her gaze between the boys and the shop behind them, from where they had obviously left.
"What were you doing in there?" she asked suspiciously –or to express better- she demanded to know. And here we have to mention –to highlight- that small and petite Lils was Ginny's daughter. No obstacle in her way once she had her mind settled.
Al thought about it for a moment and then he decided that there was only one way to leave them in peace.
"If we show you, would you tell us in? It's a surprise." he asked diplomatically. Her eyes honey glistened and her curiosity won her gossipy nature.
"I promise." she nodded and subconsciously took a step forward, gluing her eyes at his hands searching on the inside pockets of his robes.
"Why mine? You have one to show her too." Scorpius complained at the sight of his gift, so lowly that only Al could listen.
"Shut up. I hope she'll be more kind with you than with me. She doesn't have that with you. And you own me." Al whispered back.
"Own you for what?" he complained again.
"For the help with the Rose issues." he managed more quickly than properly, because Lilly was in close distant, raising her hand with her palm upwards, charmed by the velvet box, sure it had something special inside.
Scorp took the box from Al's hand and with a sigh he gave it to Lilly.
"After that, I own you nothing." he turned at Al as the opening of the box was accompanied of an ear-breaking shrieks and a few jumping-around cheers, that the boys were sure whole Hogsmeade could hear clearly.
And when Lilly calmed down and stated she 'absolutely adored them', the three of them took off for the castle, while Lilly couldn't stop chatting about how wondwerful Scorpius was and how he fit with Rose perfectly, and how the boys at her year were as immature as a Hippogriff.
Al and Scorp were never so revealed to get back from Hogsmeade so fast, I must assure you.
A/N: No you kinky idiots, Scorp does NOT fancy Emma…Deal with it…
Anyway, sorry for no pairing in this chapter, but I wanted one with Al in the front stage…And I like to drop hints, like EmmaxJack…
Ok,I'll try to update soon, but I'm not really sure about the when and how, so I have hints for you…
Next chappy will have:
A pissed off Rose-I won't let you know why, you'll just have to find out…-
Searching in a book-someone XD-
A surprise –for only one character-
Stars…
Description of a room-ok, things are getting pretty obvious now…-
Family issues….
And it'll probably be the last one…So it'll have the pitchy-pichy *finally*
Or maybe I'll write an epilogue, cause Rose will still be pissed…Dunno
Push the green button or I'll hex you…Now! Kisses,
ElAmorComienza…
