Once again, I am the world's worst updater. I have an entire vacation to work on this and what actually gets done? Zip. Well, better late than never, right?
Rose stared at him, her mouth hanging open in shock. She tried to collect herself, but it was too late; he'd seen the horrified expression of being caught. He smirked the classic Malfoy smirk, and that was what it took for Rose to retort.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she mumbled as she practically ran to the car. Scorpius loped easily until he caught up with her and climbed into the passenger's seat.
"On the contrary, I think you know exactly what I'm talking about. Now don't worry, I won't tell Lily or Al or anyone for that matter. My lips are sealed as long as you tell me the truth." Rose grit her teeth in frustration as she turned the key in the ignition and backed out of the parking lot.
"There's nothing for me to admit. You're just being an arse."
"Hey, no need to be mad at me. I get it. It must be hard to stand back and plan Lily's wedding to the man that you're crazy for. Is that the real reason why you didn't want to plan the wedding? Merlin, you really should've said no, 'cause this whole twisted love triangle that you've got yourself wrapped up in is kind of sick," Scorpius told her, rambling on as she sped on down the back roads.
It had begun to pour; perfectly reflecting Rose's pissed off mood.
"Ugh! I don't know why anyone in my family puts up with you, Malfoy! Why don't you just quit butting your nose in my business, okay? I don't know why you decided to start bothering me all of the sudden, but can you please just stop it!" She yelled, the speed of the car increasing in synch with the volume of her yelling. Instead of responding to her rant, Scorpius looked back and forth between the road and the speedometer.
"Yeah, that's nice," Scorpius muttered. Rose looked furious, but before she could even open her mouth, Scorpius grabbed the steering wheel.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? What the hell do you think you're doing?" She screamed. "You don't even know how to drive! Take your bloody hands off the wheel now!" Scorpius, who had nearly jumped out of his seat at her first scream, hastily took his hand off the wheel as if it'd burned him.
"Okay, okay, they're off. Now will you please calm down? Seriously crazy lady, we're going to hydroplane," he told her, his tone placating. Rose snorted at him. Who was he to tell her that she couldn't drive?
"Relax, Scorpius we are not gonna hydropla-" But she had spoken far too soon. The car spun out of Rose's control. Scorpius braced himself against the car, and Rose gripped the steering wheel for dear life all the while screaming 'we're hydroplaning! We're hydroplaning!" The car rolled down a small hill, Rose slamming on the break and hit an old oak tree dead on.
With neither of them seriously injured, Rose sat there in shock for a few minutes, still clutching the wheel in horror. Scorpius opened his mouth.
"Don't say anything," Rose hissed in a deadly whisper. Scorpius closed his mouth. A few seconds later he said quietly;
"I told you s-"
"I said nothing! Not a word!" In frustration, Scorpius climbed out of the car and slammed the door. He sauntered up the hill leaving Rose behind in the car.
"Hey!" She called out. "Wait for me! Scorpius, wait." Once the blond reached the top of the hill, he finally stopped walking. Rose ran up to him, panting when she reached the top.
"You're looking a little winded, Rosie. Might want to consider some exerci-" he was cut off by Rose's death glare. He gulped. "Never mind then." The two spotted a small bar right across the street.
"Let's try there, okay?" Maybe they'll have a payphone or something. My cell isn't getting a signal," Rose told him. He simply nodded and the two of them set off.
While Rose tried fruitlessly to make a call on the broken phone (which she desperately wanted to reparo, but alas, the muggles would've noticed) Scorpius shook off his soaking jacket, sat down on one of the bar stools and ordered a drink.
"Do you have any firewhisk- uh I mean ummm," he paused, trying desperately to think of a muggle drink, "vodka?" He asked. The bartender nodded and poured him a shot which he downed in a single gulp. He held up his glass to motion for another. His wrist was grabbed by an irritated looking Rose Weasley.
"What do you think you're doing?" She hissed. Scorpius looked at her with some amusement.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm having a drink, and so are you." He motioned to the bartender to bring a vodka for Rose as well.
"I don't drink hard liquor," Rose snapped at him. Scorpius cocked a single blond eyebrow.
"I have it on good authority that you do. Come on, let loose for once in your life. There's nothing you can plan or organize right now, so why don't you just sit down and have a drink," he told her, sliding the shot glass towards her. Rose glared at him, but the fight from earlier seemed to have left her eyes.
"Fine, one drink only and then we are going back to the car and we're going to reparo it somehow. I don't know anything about cars, but somehow I'll contact someone to fix it and then I'll-"
"Rose!" Scorpius said. Rose stopped talking.
"Yes?" Scorpius smiled at her.
"You're not relaxing." Rose blushed as he handed her the shot. Tentatively, she reached out and took it from him. The first sip made her throat burn a little, but then, in a moment of nerve, she finished the rest of it off in one giant sip. Scorpius applauded her.
"Not bad, didn't know you had it in you," he told her. Rose grinned at him, the alcohol in her system already starting to take effect. She had always been a bit- scratch that, a lot- of a light weight when it came to alcohol.
"Can I ask you a question?" Rose asked. Scorpius nodded. "My favorite article you ever wrote covered the Frank Longbottom and Melanie Flynn's wedding. It honestly moved me to tears it was so beautiful," Rose trailed off, sneaking a glance at Scorpius. "Do you remember that one?" She asked hopefully. Scorpius thought about it more a moment.
"Nope," he said, popping the 'p'. Rose frowned and swirled her drink around in contemplation before switching to a new topic.
"Tell me one thing that you actually like about weddings," she asked him. Scorpius looked bemused at this request and proceeded to think a moment.
"Nothing," he told her jokingly. She whacked him lightly on the arm and gave him a slightly exasperated look that clearly said that she was waiting for an answer.
"Fine," he said sighing, "so when the bride enters for the first time and all the eyes are on her…I look at the groom…" Rose stared at him, a look of almost awe written on her face "…and then I laugh in his face. Kidding!" He told her, dodging another playful smack. "Why were you looking at me like that before?" He asked curiously.
"Like what?"
"You know, with that 'shut up' look you do, like you were surprised or something."
"Oh, right. Well I was just surprised because that's my favorite part. Ew, we actually have something in common."
"Well, it would be physically impossible not to have a single thing in common with another person," Scorpius informed her. Rose took a sip of her second drink before saying;
"There you go with your statistics again. You know what? I think that you're pretend indifference is just a façade so that you can seem all mysterious and sexy…" she trailed off, giggling. Scorpius quirked an eyebrow at her in interest.
"You think I'm sexy?"
"Ver- uh no- I… I meant that you think you're sexy."
"It's okay to admit it Rose, lots of people think I'm sexy."
"Yeah, you can shut up now." Scorpius shut up. The two sat in silence for a little while. Rose downing her third drink while Scorpius was nursing his fourth when a song came on in the background; Bennie and the Jets. Rose bobbed her head a little to the beat and Scorpius' fingers drummed along with the rhythm. He turned to Rose.
"Great song," he said. She nodded in agreement before smiling tipsily.
"Uh huh, this is my favorite song."
"Really?" Scorpius asked grinning. And the next thing Rose knew was that she had been swept out of her seat and was twirling around in the arms of Scorpius Malfoy. She threw her head back and laughed, allowing Scorpius to pull her up onto the table as the crowd danced wildly to Bennie and the Jets.
By the end of the song, Rose couldn't even remember having so much fun or how to work her limbs. She tried to get down off the table as the last few beats of the song played, but ended up falling clumsily into Scorpius' arms, giggling all the while. As he held her, he looked deeply into her brown eyes.
"I cried like a baby at the Longbottom wedding," he told her. That was all Rose needed. She wrapped her free hand around his neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. He responded eagerly and before either of them knew it, they were making their way back to Rose's car.