Why Scorpius Loves and Hates Rose Weasley From A to Z
AN: As you can tell, this is my favorite one to write. THERE'S EVEN SOME IN ROSE'S POINT OF VIEW. This takes place during Christmas Break, sixth year. And I'm editing all my chapters. I need to make Rose's side clearer, so she isn't looked at like a bee-yotch.
F is for Family
(although Flower is a good guess, but not quite)
Albus pushed Scorpius awake.
"Wake up. It's reunion day." he hisses, going to wake up Lysander. Scorpius groaned as Al repeatedly beat Lysander over the head with a pillow. He rolled his eyes as Lysander reached for a pillow and roared, now attacking Albus.
"Al, Lily will curse your bollocks off if you bruise her boyfriend." he mumbled, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. "So will Caroline, Lysander."
"But if we bruise you?" Al said, shoving Lysander away. "Will Lulu come after us?"
"I told you we broke up." Scorpius said, slapping his pillow in Al's face.
"Will Rose come after us?" Lysander teases, and Scorpius put his head down on his pillow, stifling a boyish grin.
"No, she won't." he says, pressed into the fabric. "Now can we please just..."
He was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Boys, if you don't get out of there, all of you, I will personally drag you out of that room with my bare hands." Albus's mom shouts through the door. "You especially, Albus Severus Potter."
Al looked at them, terrified as she heard his mother's stomping steps travel downstairs. "She gets jumpy in the mornings. Especially reunions."
Lysander and Scorpius looked at each other, solemn before bursting into laughter.
"You don't say." Lysander says, pulling Scorpius off of the spare bed.
Rose stared at the dress her mom bought her for the reunion, in her and Lily's room. She was just... glad it wasn't pink or purple or yellow. Those colors never really fit her. It was a deep blue, almost black, and it was absolutely beautiful. She held the material between her fingers and sighed.
A knock peeled her eyes away from the door. It was Victoire, and she was beaming down at her cousin.
"Hello love." she said and Rose tackled her into a hug. Rose missed Victoire's presence so much. She was the one who let her try her first hex on somebody. The one who always encouraged Rose, but still kept it real with her. Vic was the only one she trusted with her four-year-old secret.
"What a pretty dress." Victoire gazed lovingly at it. "I'm sure... someone is going to love it." she teased and Rose's face flared it, like it rarely does. Vic giggled, her Veela blood seemed to have canceled that trait out.
"He was dating someone... they just broke up... I don't think..." Rose mumbled, her face now flushing under Vic's stare. "You know what... screw it." Rose shrugged, taking the dress in her hands and holding it up to herself.
Scorpius followed his friend outside. Albus rubbed his sore arm. Lily did in fact hurt him for touching her boyfriend. Lysander walked in, rubbing his eyes. Unfortunately for both of them, the Weasley-Potter women were very protective. Lily and Caroline came outside after the pair, glaring subtly at both of them as they whisked the food to a table on the far side of the backyard.
With laughter, James barreled into the Burrow, his fiancée Bonnie, on his arm, carrying two little kids. One was a little boy, the other a girl. The boy was younger than the girl. They didn't appear related. He had a pacifier in his mouth and green hair on his head. Scorpius guessed he was just like Teddy.
He waved at them all, squealing something Scorpius suspects to mean hello. The girl had long red-brown hair, which he believes is what sets Mrs. Potter off in the first place, wildly curly and she was in James's arms, giggling madly at his subtle tickling. She looked happy beyond belief. Happier than James's mother and his grandmother, who insists Scorpius call her Molly.
He just can't seem to do it really, because Mr. Weasley, Rose's dad, requests he calls him 'Sir' until he likes him better.
"Merlin." Albus groaned, as his mum and grandmum let out similar small irate squeaks behind him. Arthur grabbed Molly's hands and led her inside to talk to Teddy Lupin, the one they get to pester about great-grandchildren.
Mr. Potter had a harder time. He had to physically restrain his wife from lunging at her eldest son. James stood there, eyes twinkling as he laughed and Bonnie looking confused and fearful. They dropped the children on the floor and they clung to James's legs which made his mother even more angry.
"James Sirius Potter, there better be one hell of an explanation." his dad said, almost losing his grip on his seething wife.
"Harry. Let me go." she said calmly. "I'm going to bloody kill him."
Bonnie finally caught up. "Oh... you think... no, this is my best friend's kid Daisy, and my nephew Drew. It was James's idea to bring them." she said, pointing to him, throwing him under the bus. Mrs. Potter sighed in relief, throwing her husband's hands off of her, still upset.
"Gee thanks, Bon, you're a rock. A solid rock." James said sarcastically, before kissing her softly, causing the little ones to squeal 'ew' and toddle behind Al's mum's legs. Her lips twitched up in a smile for a moment before she picked Drew, the slower of the two, up and slapped the back of James's head. James hugged his mother and she softened, before he released her.
"You're still a bloody idiot." she hissed while Mr. Potter scooped Daisy into his arms. The girl squealed in delight. His wife gave him this look, like he was perfect and good and holy and everything right in the world.
It's the same look Scorpius sees his mum give his dad sometimes after his dad realizes his mum has a headache before she does and gives her some aspirin. It was the same look James and Bonnie were giving each other now. One that Al gives Caroline when she watches Muggle nerd-movies with him until she falls asleep, even though she doesn't care for Spiderman or the Lord of the Whatever. The look Lysander gives Lily when she plays Quidditch awed by the look of determination is on her face, even if they're on opposing teams. It was a look he was familiar with because he felt the feeling that came with it creep up on his face every time he thought of Rose, but never in front of her. At least not while she's looking.
Speaking of which, the girl ran outside, flying into James's arms.
"Jamie!" she yelled, and Al grumbled.
"Rosie!" he exclaimed, swiftly lifting her off her feet, as she squeeze-hugged him. Bonnie smiled at the pair.
"I'm guessing this is Rose. James can never stop talking about you." Bonnie said, the look still radiating off her face as she watched James entangle himself from his cousin.
"Second favorite cousin." she raised her hand and smiled at the girl. "Speaking of which, James-"
Fred Weasley flashed into the scene with a battle cry, tackling James, his partner-in-crime, his numero uno, his best mate. James tackled him back, letting out the strangest noises, both talking at once and finishing each other's sentences.
"Rose!" Kimberly squealed, entering the backyard, with her hands already outstretched. Kimberly and Fred were the Eternal Couple, no matter how many fights and wars they have, they always make up. They're together forever. They're set to get married sometime, but she says there's no rush. Fred says he the only reason they haven't eloped is because his mum would hang him by his wedding bells.
Albus rolled his eyes again. "It's like this every year. Rose gets a lot of hugs and stuff before she gets bogged down with the children. She loves them."
Kimberly looked up from her embrace with Rose as James and Fred landed on Lysander, who looked petrified for he knew they were talking about Lily. Al made sure they didn't kill him. "Scorpius!" Kimberly said, shocked.
Scorpius smiles and waves at her. He sees Rose get nudged by Kimberly.
"What are- Rose..." she sings, in a knowing tone.
Rose bit her lip, blushing at what she thinks her soon-to-be cousin is implying. He can never tell with girls. Especially the Weasley ones. Kimberly wiggled her eyebrows and Rose blushed harder, looking like a flaming tomato.
"No, Kimberly, come off it. They're friends now." Al says, jumping on his cousin's train of thought before Scorpius did, leaving Lysander alone and terrified as Fred and James descended on him, like vultures. Rose's blush lightened and she bit her lip as Kimberly wiggled her eyebrows at her.
Oh.
Oh.
Rose never denied it did she? She stood there and she blushed, for god sakes. He shook his head, trying to hide a goofy grin from spreading. He seems to be doing that a lot lately. Rose excused herself, mumbling about helping Caroline and Lily.
Rose could kill Kimberly. No really. She could, right here, right now, outside on the back porch of the Burrow except Fred would hate her forever. Fred. He has obviously been rubbing off on Kimberly. Lorcan smiled mischievously at her, winking from his spot setting up chairs besides Trevor Thomas, who was giving Roxanne a strange look from afar. Rose gave Lorcan a questioning look and he shrugged.
She didn't tell Lorcan about everything you know. Sure, he'd seen all her lady bits and she even told him about her stupid crush on this Muggle actor, Johnny Depp or whatever in those pirate movies Al was into, but this was different.
But Lorcan being the smart ass that he was, figured it out pretty quick. He was faster than Al, Lysander catching on quickly. Which meant Lily would catch on because if anyone could keep a secret from her, it's not him, and then Lily would tell who knows who, probably the Daily Prophet. Or worse. Her dad.
Her blushing and lack of refuting-words did nothing but solidify her feelings. She chanced a glance at Scorpius, who appeared to be laughing with Kimberly. She bit her nail. Well, of course he was. It's was her, Rose Weasley, coming unhinged because of one stupid comment. Kimberly winked at her and Rose glowered.
Oh yes, Rose could very much kill Kimberly.
Scorpius watched as everyone filed outside once the Burrow grew crowded with Weasley and Potter and Scamander and Longbottom and all of the above.
Scorpius was more like a fifth wheel, because every chance they got, Al and Lysander would pull their girlfriends toward them. But it was fine, he talked idly to Lysander's mum until she was whisked away to dance with Professor Longbottom, apparently "for old time's sake". Lorcan eventually took his mother's vacant seat and raised an eyebrow at him.
"You need to help with the children." he says seriously. "We need another boy. The girls always end up cooing and giving in to their every need."
Scorpius gave him a look. "There's not a lot of children here."
Lorcan pulled him up and sighed. "That's because we're good at what we do." he says, gesturing to a special part of the backyard, where a million red-headed children were, from pre-teens who rolled their eyes and babies who cooed. And Rose in the middle of it, looking beautiful.
Rose gave two lollipops to Ryan, her Aunt Fleur's nephew. He called her beautiful and he just wanted to give him everything. He cuddled into her chest as she watched all the children play on the playground of the Burrow, yelling and laughing with Lucy and Molly and the babies who were tended to by her Grandmum and such. Ryan snuggled deep into her chest and it just reminded her how much she loved him more than all of those other children.
Well, maybe she was being dramatic. But as he clutched her arm for support, she just couldn't see any other kid.
That was until Lorcan brought Scorpius over, as he complained he needed a male. Rose could've dropped poor Ryan, just by seeing him. She masked her admiration with confusion.
"Lorc... what does he want?" she said, eyeing him suspiciously, hugging Ryan tighter. Scorpius rolled his eyes.
"I'm not here to steal your kid." he smirked. "You seem to be quite attached to him."
Rose rolled her eyes. "He loves me. Right, Ry?"
Ryan nods serenely, mumbling a "Yes, Rose" and she smiles at him, his perfect blonde hair cascading over her chest. Lorcan notices his fist held the two candies she had given him and gave her a look. Scorpius rolled his eyes this time.
"Don't fatten him up so he'll love you." Lorcan said, and Rose gasped, looking abashed.
"I would never!" she hissed.
Suddenly there is a cry and it's Daisy, Bonnie's goddaughter and she just fell down. She scraped her knee and wailed pitifully. Rose felt Ryan look wildly for the noise, and settled on staring at Daisy. Before Rose could reluctantly push Ryan off to Lorcan and tend to Daisy, Scorpius is there, before Molly, Lucy, or any of them.
Rose gave Lorcan a quizzical look, and walked closer to the whimpering girl, still holding an intrigued Ryan.
"... a-and it hurts real bad." she was finishing tearfully and Scorpius smiles down at her, no signs of sarcasm or teasing in his smile. Rose stares down at him, mesmerized.
And if Scorpius would have noticed, he would have seen the look she gave him. It was the same one Mrs. Weasley, Rose's mum, was giving Sir Weasley as he lifted the baby she held into a his son's arms and pulls his wife off to dance on the impromptu dance floor Fred's father set up. Which is why Fred's mum and dad were snogging like teenagers in the diistance, as they both wbathed in that look. The same one Ryan was giving Daisy. Or the same one Roxanne gave Trevor Thomas while he danced with his best friend Eric.
"What does your mommy do when you fall?" he was saying to Daisy, and she shrugs pitifully.
"Band-aid," the girl finally sniffles, holding her wound. Scorpius picks her up with a such a tender gentleness and turns to Rose, who blinks like that was the most amazing thing she's ever seen a person do. Scorpius looks down at Daisy, still not seeing the look.
"Rose, do you have any bandages? It's an emergency." he said, mock-urgently which makes the four-year-old laugh. He cracks an odd half-smile and Rose's breath threatens to hitch. He looks up at her now. "Do we?"
Rose fumbles with the Chudley Cannons band-aids, courtesy of her father, and hands them to Scorpius. Ryan shifts, sitting up to look at Daisy. She is wearing a pretty green dress that matches her eyes, which cloud with happiness as Scorpius kisses her now-bandaged wound. For the first time since he was born, Rose feels Ryan tug himself downwards, off of her chest and onto the ground. She set him down with a kiss to the forehead.
Ryan shakily steps towards Daisy, who is sucking her thumb, looking at the ground. Scorpius moves closer to Roe, to watch the odd display and she heats up on the inside, as his arm brushes her shoulder, and their hands almost meet. They both pull back immediately, crossing their arms.
Ryan stops to pick up a flower, an actual daisy which made Rose fall in love with him even more, and toddles over to Daisy, who looks up at him with wide green eyes.
"Ew! Cooties." she squeals and Ryan looks rather defeated. Rose puts a hand over her heart before Ryan tags Daisy with his hand. She screeches again, but tags him back, causing him to yelp. They were running now, giggling like mad. Her auburn hair in the wind and his face lit with happiness, just to be near her. And she was oblivious. Rose looked shyly up at Scorpius, who watched this display with a smirk.
Of course she was oblivious. Daisy was four and thought that cooties lived inside of Ryan's head. Scorpius looked down back at her and the reality of it struck her hard, like a Bludger to the face. Rose cringed, remembering Scorpius's little accident. But anyway, the reality of it was...
Ryan had given Daisy a daisy, an offering, and she rejected it, and now he was doing whatever he could to be near her, even if that meant pretending to disgust each other.
She doesn't think she's talking about Daisy and Ryan anymore.
This was supposed to be a simple oneshot you know.
Then things like character development, plot, storyline and my love for HP got in the way.
So that's why there's no hate in this chapter.
Love it? Hate it? Fuck it? Let me know please.