Sorry, it's been a while since my last update. But I won't write a long author's note because I know that you're all very excited to get right to the story (I hope).

Anyway, I don't own. Hope you like it!

"Can I help you, Miss? Are you waiting for someone?" The friendly bartender asked. Rose looked the girl over in surprise, usually Hannah or her daughter, Alice Longbottom worked the bar.

"Uh, no thank you. I'm just waiting for a fri…for someone," Rose replied, catching herself. The girl-whose nametag indicated that her name was Rachel- smiled at her.

"Alright then, do you want something to drink while you wait then? Perhaps a butterbeer?" Rachel asked her, but then reconsidered. "Or maybe you want a shot of firewhisky? It's great stuff if you're looking for something strong."

"I'll just have a glass of water please." Rose glanced at the large clock that was hanging on the opposite wall, it read 9:10. Rose sighed to herself; it had been stupid to think that he would actually come. He had most likely been fooling around anyway; she had no reason to think that he would-

"Hey Rose, sorry I'm late. I didn't think that you were coming."

"Well, I'm here."

"Yeah, I can see that. But, why are you? I kinda got the impression that you weren't my number one fan," Scorpius told her before ordering a firewhisky from Rachel. He also took the liberty of ordering one for Rose who didn't plan on touching it.

"My cousin's getting married in three weeks," Rose blurted out while he was taking the first sip of his firewhisky. Scorpius carefully put the drink down.

"Which one, Lily? So is this like some kind of celebratory drink then? You don't look too happy about it though, so I wager there's more to the story." Rose almost told him the entire story right then and there. There was just something about him that made him so easy to talk to. But then Rose remembered who he was and who he knew. Al's best friend wouldn't be overjoyed that she was in love with his Lily's fiancé.

"I'm just really stressed about it. Lily loves the idea of planning the wedding, but who's gonna be the one doing all of the work? Me. I already work long hours at the Ministry and now she's piling on even more work." Scorpius gave her a half amused, half quizzical look.

"So just tell her no," was Scorpius' obvious reply. Rose stopped thinking about the wedding for a second and stared at him like he had three heads.

"What do you mean 'just tell her no'?" Scorpius rolled his gray eyes at her.

"I meant what I said. She's your cousin, so there's no love lost if you just refuse. Don't cut yourself out of the planning completely; just tell her that you can't plan it all. She'll understand, you're a busy girl." Rose still looked flabbergasted and that was when a thought suddenly dawned on him. "You've never said no to anyone before, have you?" he asked. Rose shifted a little on her stool and nervously took a very small sip of her untouched firewhisky.

"Answer the question, Rose."

"No," was her simple reply. Scorpius raised an eyebrow at the statement.

"No you're not going to answer the question, or no you've never said no before?" Rose frowned; she'd been hoping that he wouldn't notice the purposeful ambiguity in her answer.

"No, I have never once in my life said no to someone. Or at least, I can't remember the last time I told someone no."

"Wow. I don't know how you can live like that."

"It's not that hard," Rose said, blushing a little now.

"Okay…" Scorpius trailed off, thinking of something that he could do. "I got it, we're going to practice. We're going to practice saying no," Rose glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but she didn't refuse. "Right, we'll start off easy. Rose, give me fifty galleons."

"No," was Rose's confident answer. Scorpius looked more serious no, his gray eyes were practically silver and they were boring into her own brown ones.

"Rose please, I really need fifty galleons, and I swear on my life that I'll pay you back." Rose's previous confidence had vanished and she now looked a little uncertain.

"No…" came her tedious reply. Scorpius shrugged.

"Eh, not bad. You're doing pretty well. Say, can I have your drink?"

"Sure," Rose told him and passed it over. Scorpius took a sip just as Rose remembered.

"No! I mean no!" Scorpius grinned at her in amusement.

"Haha, too late. Better luck next time, eh Rosie?"

"Don't call me Rosie, Malfoy. That's not my name."

"Don't call me Malfoy then."

"Why not? It's your name."

"No, it's my surname. And if you're saying that Malfoy is my name, then you cannot berate me for saying Rosie. Besides, I like being called Scorpius."

"Fine, Scorpius it is then."

"Glad to see that we've reached an understanding, Rose," Scorpius saluted with mock solemnity. They shook on it.

…

"Well Scorpius, I actually had a fun time. Guess I'll see you around," Rose told him after they were done with their drinks.

"Bye, Rose," Scorpius called after her retreating figure.

…

"Rose? Are you awake?" Lily asked quietly. Rose rolled over and looked at her cousin, her vision partially obscured by her fluffy pillow.

"Uh huh," Rose mumbled.

"Well, Rog and I are going to go for a cake testing later today, can you be there? I'm gonna need your help with everything! Oh, and don't forget about the wedding columnist-you know that one that you're obsessed with, Scott Malloy- he's coming too so he can talk to Rog and me about our wedding! You'll have to handle all of the details, Rosie."

"Uh huh," Rose moaned, still too tired to form a coherent sentence.

"Alright, so see you later Rose. I'm just so excited!" Lily squealed. I can tell. Rose thought to herself.

…..

Rose made her way to the wedding cake shop just in time. She walked through the familiar bakery, admiring all of the beautiful creations that were on display. Just then, an over-excited Lily waved her over.

"Thank Merlin you're here Rose. I need you to talk to Scott when he comes in. I told him that he was going to be talking to my cousin first about all of the preparation and then he could talk to Rog and me. We're going to be looking at cakes!"

"Okay Lily, no problem." Rose waited in the front room for Scott to arrive. She was actually really excited to meet her favorite wedding writer. She turned around in anticipation when she heard the bells ring, announcing that someone had entered the store. Her smile slipped completely off her face when she saw who was at the door.

"Malfoy?"

"Hey, I thought you were calling me Scorpius now. We shook on it, remember?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm writing the wedding column of course. Why else would I be here?"

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