Why Scorpius Loves and Hates Rose Weasley From A to Z

AN: Hi. I got stuck on D. So I hope this makes up for skipping in on my list.

EDIT: I NEED TO MAKE SCORPIUS A DOUCHE RN. SORRY.

D is for Dresses and Dancing

By the fifth year, Scorpius and Al's parents got over their friendship. It didn't make Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy too excited though... but, the point is, by fifth year, he was friendly enough to be invited to the Burrow for one very special occasion over Easter.

Teddy Lupin and Victorie Weasley's wedding.

And he was apparently part of the wedding party because Lorcan Scamander declared himself allergic to weddings.

He barely stepped foot in the Burrow before Victorie Weasley leapt on him, eyes wide and begging.

"Please!" Victorie cried, holding on to his arm pleadingly. He looked at Albus for help but he simply whistled and replied to his mother, who hadn't called him. Victorie grasped his arm tighter. "Please?" she said, her bottom lip now quivering and eyes growing moist.

Damn it. He was a sucker when girls cried, and she was batting her eyelashes to keep the tears out and she was one-quarter Veela and it was her wedding for Merlin's sake... a rare time in every Weasley girl's life where it was about her, and not her and her cousins as a whole.

So he found himself shaking his head yes without realizing what he just did. He didn't think of who he was replacing. He didn't think of who he was replacing's partner. At all.

Lorcan Scamander, who was at this point, not fully out of the closet... would of course want his best friend to be his partner. And he forgot that Albus paired himself up with Caroline. Which left Rose.

And this was all figured out about an hour after he said yes.

Shit.

He hated this stupid dress rehearsal. He and Rose have walked this walk a million times, right before Lily and Lysander, right after Fred and Kimberly, blah blah blah. He thinks Rose just sucked it up in rehearsal just to lash out at him afterwards. Which she did. And he lashed back. Their screaming matches rivaled the ones made by her mum and dad. Her mum said so. Her Uncle George snorted, asking what that could lead to. Rose stormed out and her dad glared at Scorpius before Mrs. Weasley, Rose's mum, pulled him back upstairs. Their fight was over soap.

Soap.

But today, Rose didn't need to get him worked up. This bloody tuxedo was enough. It was hot and stuffy and he just hated it. However, his mom loved it and insisted he wear it. Well if she didn't the bride sure would've.

"Rose, come on out. You don't look that bad." Hermione said, dragging her daughter outside of their house with the aide of Lorcan, who Scorpius thinks sits outside on the lawn, where they practice, just to mock him.

The adults do too, Luna resting her head on her son's shoulder. Ever since he was revealed as a bit... gay, his dad hasn't been half as supportive as his mum. Lysander says they might get a divorce and then, maybe the bloody fighting will stop.

"Okay, mum..." Rose hissed as her mum fussed with Rose's hair and dress until Mr. Weasley took his wife from his daughter, smiling at her affectionately.

"Alright, love. That's enough." he said, leading her to sit down and watch the rehearsal. And in that moment Scorpius got a full look at Rose, and he's never seen her in a dress before. Which seemed like a flaw now.

It's a blue dress, a beautiful flowy light blue dress that matches her eyes. She plays with the skimpy straps that contradicted her milky freckled skin. She looked nervous in the face as she walked toward him. He continued to stare at her, which didn't go unnoticed. Mr. Weasley glared daggers into the back of his head.

"Oi! Vic, I think those dresses are a little too short, love." George yelled as his daughter stepped outside of the house-turned-dressing room and his wife slapped the back of his head,. He laughed and pulled her in for a kiss to which Fred make retching sounds. Scorpius chuckled.

Did anyone in this family ever not argue?

"Scorpius, what are you staring at?" she whispered as Roxanne and Hugo made their way across the aisle. She crossed her arms and stared at him. He just shook his head, mumbling something or the other that he couldn't quite make out himself. He turned to face the back of Fred, which was shuddering.

Rose rolled her eyes and clutched his arm, as they were supposed to. He took in some breath, and she just played with her hair, oblivious to his thoughts and he was thankful, more thankful for this then anything she ever did.

Because she looked absolutely beautiful. She looked amazing. He never saw her in such a light before, although he always saw her as... attractive. He couldn't doubt that. She was very pretty, mockingly so. But in a dress, she transformed into some elegant creature completely different then her own. It made him tense up and he's glad she was at the very least pretending to be oblivious.

And before long, they were walking along with the music. Rose looked down and fidgeted awkwardly with the fabric of her dress. Scorpius couldn't resist when he leaned down and whispered in her ear, ignoring the piercing lasers her dad was sending his way.

"I know you don't like dresses, but you do know you look amazing?" he said and Rose's face was one of shock, yet pleased shock, her face a light tinge of red. She looked up at him and smirked, reaching up a bit and whispering back. "I know you hate tuxedos, but you do know you look amazing right?"

And she pulls away as they reach the alter and he's just left looking at her like he couldn't believe what she had just done. As if he didn't fancy her enough. Lily gave her cousin a look as she enjoyed walking with Lysander, who was about a foot taller than her and looked like he loomed over her. Which he did, blocking her dad's view of her. All he heard was giggling and Mr. Potter was glaring at him. His wife smacked his shoulder, and he pouted.

Rose shrugged, smiling slyly at Lily before looking at Scorpius with nothing short of a sly, dare he say downright seductive, look in her eye.

Albus looked back at him, about a Fred and a James in front of him, and Scorpius shrugged nonchalantly knowing exactly what happened there was entirely chalant.

D is for Dancing

At the wedding, which was loud, as all Weasley weddings are. He and Rose were expected to dance, at least the first dance. It wasn't like he didn't know how to dance or that dancing with her was a problem, he just... didn't know what to do after that?

They danced around Teddy and Victorie, who looked blissfully at peace. Finally, Victorie was calm. Teddy brightened with her around. It was his wedding too, after all. The adults smiled to themselves in a corner, talking the grown-up gossip they weren't allowed to hear about.

"This is deja vu." she said, as he took her hand and spun her around. "Bravo. I'm impressed."

"Don't remind me." he said back to her, bringing her to face him. "It's kind of a sore spot for me."

She snorted. "I bet." Before he can ask what she means, she continues. "Al begged me to save you from Minnie. She is seriously disturbed. Plus Lorcan wanted to go to bed because Minnie's stare was burning holes in his head. I guess I didn't do my job well huh?"

"So that's why you danced with me." he said, remembering only that moment, when they danced and nothing after.

"Yes." she said simply, hands on his shoulders now and he looked in her eyes. Dangerous, that was. She didn't regret anything, anything she ever did. Not to him. She was Rose who knew how to hex someone's eyebrows off but smiled delicately with her eyes now soft, which were under her eyebrows. She was a vicious cycle. She stared back, a blank smile on her face, before a little boy toddled up to her and she grinned like mad, picking him up and kissing him like mad.

The music ended, the spell was broken, and Rose and Scorpius pulled away. She waved goodbye and Scorpius sighed, plopping down next to Lorcan, who was uneasy with all the Veela cousins looking at him like... how could he put this... like they were kids and he was on display in a candy shop.

"Hey." Scorpius mumbled, looking at Rose and Roxanne, pouring themselves some juice.

"Hello, Scorpius." Lorcan said in his quiet dreamy voice. He looked at him. "It seems like you and Rosie were having fun."

Scorpius looked over at him. Lorcan had a knowing glint in his eye and Scorpius just shrugged, avoiding the statement and it's meaning entirely. Lorcan smiled at him, again knowingly and Scorpius now too began to feel uneasy with him just... so... knowing.

"I've never seen you and Rose look that happy around each other. Is there something I don't know Scorpius?" Lorcan says, looking up at the ceiling. "She doesn't even tell me everything. I think she's in denial."

"Of what?" he looked over at him. "Not of her feelings for me. It's just the whole atmosphere... wedding.. romance... you know."

"So you admit it."

"What?"

"There's something I don't know. But then again, there are millions things I don't know. A million I should know, a million I shouldn't... where do you think this falls Scorpius? Because, seeing your reaction when Eric Finnigan asks Rose to dance should be backed up with the proper information."

Scorpius sat up. "What?"

"Ah, I see now."

But at the moment, Scorpius didn't care. He sought out Rose, who was dancing with Lily and Kimberly, while Eric Finnigan and Warren Wood, talked in the corner. He saw Warren push Eric in the direction of Rose, who was painfully oblivious, yet again.

He wanted desperately to ignore the feeling of blind hatred bubbling up into his stomach. He didn't know to whom he felt this. Eric? Rose? Lorcan? Or that stupid baby they kept going on about in Divination who controlled the affairs of the heart. Whoever he was mad at, he wished to kill, maim, injure... it was white-hot-rage inside of him and it itched to get out.

And he watched, horrified inside, as Warren kept pushing him until Eric stumbled toward Rose and asked her to dance. Warren smiled and nodded to Lily, who giggled at the older boy.

"My brother's not going to enjoy that." Lorcan says, bringing Scorpius back to reality. Rose was shocked and held up the "one-second" finger, walking in the direction of Scorpius and Lorcan.

"Scorpius?" she called, her voice light and airy. "Eric just asked me to dance and I just... wanted to know if that was okay?" she said and twisted her dress in her fingers. As if she was nervous. Scorpius laughed bitterly on the inside.

"Why would you ask me?" he said quietly. She looked confused. Just as confused at he felt.

"Because, we kind of came here together. And I don't want to go leave you for another dance partner without notice." Rose said, crossing her arms, daring him to be mad. Daring him to say "no" now.

"You're just my partner. Victorie said it was for at least one dance. We danced once, now you're free. This isn't some sort of date Rosie." He knew she hated when she was made to look dumb. So when her face clouded and her jaw clenched, he wasn't surprised.

"I'm glad, Malfoy. I didn't think this was a date anyway. I rather date Connor before I date you." she said, her words caressed with faux-sweetness. He began seeing red.

"It didn't seem that way a few minutes ago, did it Rosie?" Scorpius whispered hotly, relishing in her cold expression. "You thought this was more than a wedding partnership, didn't you?"

She didn't say anything, just glared at him harshly. He smiled cruelly.

"You naive little gi-"

"Don't!" she growled with a ferocity that put him off for a second. "Don't. My name is Rose. I am not naive, I was just enjoying my cousin's bloody wedding you egotistical prat! And I just thought since we were partners that-"

"-You'd do me the courtesy of dancing with Finnigan?"

"I thought you didn't care?" she whisper-yelled, hitting his arm. He was too numb to feel it. "I thought this wasn't a date. Or is that just your rage speaking? Answer me!"

"That's not the point Rose!" he said, just as savagely. Rose took a deep breath, hatred glowing in her eyes.

"I came over here to ask you if that was okay? A simple no would have been enough. If you'd have said no, then I would have respected that you idiotic prick. But all of a sudden, we're not partners and you just..." she was in near-tears.

He looked at her. She got the impression he didn't bother listening to his words when in reality, every word punched him below the gut. She smiled, bitterly and harshly, as if she was stupid for caring.

"This is exactly what I knew would happen last year. All of a sudden, you lose interest. You act like you care, like you want to get to know me, and the next day I hear about you and Minnie snogging the night away, afterwards. After I told you all those things, you probably don't even remember and you just..." her face was contorted into a face of pain before he saw the mask of indifference grace her face.

"You're messed Scorpius. An absolute mess, and I wouldn't be the last to tell you that you need help." she said simply, each word killed with an air of nothing. No feeling. Nothing.

"Why do you care?" he asked coldly, not registering what she just said.

She backed up in the crowd, reaching Finnigan. He barely heard her answer.

"I don't know."

Hey, so perfect timing right?

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