Neighbours
Chapter Two
As she sat there in his backyard weaving a daisy chain between her long white fingers, Scorpius found himself once more wondering what on earth he had done to deserve Rose Weasley. He watched sliently as her red hair danced in the summer breeze, and glittered and shone in the early summers sun. Her long white legs streched out in front of her, slowly gaining more freckles in the suns harsh glare, her shorts that barely covered anything,and the binki top she wore to go swimming in their new pool. Though Scorpius had wondered what t he massive hole in ground was for. Rose had explain that it was a muggle contraption used to cool down in the summertime. With this explained Scorpius had quickly gone out and brought a pair of swimming togs, he had to take Rose with him of course, not having had any expirence with shopping with muggle money. They were lying on these chairs that Rose had transfigured from sticks trying to catch the suns rays before jumping into the cold pool.
Scorpius couldn't help but comtinplate just how attractive she wondered breifly if she knew herself, before deciding that she musn't know, cause why would she be dating a smuck like him if she understood what kind of appeal she held for the oposite sex.
"Knut for you thoughts, Scorch,?" Scorpius jumped about amile into the air, as Rose broke into his thought about how appealing she was. He could already feel the blush rising on his skin, grinning cheekily, he pulled her in aqs if to kiss then.
SPLASH!
Then she was in the pool. Scorpius Malfoy had just signed his own death warrant, he was sure of it. She had that realy evl look in hjer eyes, the she had gotten in first year when she had come across the seventh years cornering Scorpius, trying to get him to admit that he was muggle born hater. Scorpius knew that look was dangerous, there was only one thing left to do. That was to run, as fast possible, so he did that.
Evidenly not fast enough, he thought as he broke the waters surface. Her hands were on his shoulders, and he could feel her body aginst his, infact he could feel her breasts aginst his face as she held him under water. Well, at least he'd die happy.
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"Rose?"
"Yeah, Mrs Malfoy,"
"Do you intend to let my son drown?"
"Yes,"
"well, Im sure you have a good reason, Rose, but I'm afraid I do need my son. So if you would like to just let him go,"
"I suppose," Said the red head, mock-sadness filling her face, as she let Scorch Malfoy up, where he came spluttering, desperate for his breathe to come.
"Red, were you trying to kill me."
"You pushed me in the water, Scorch," Astonia Malfoy cleared her throat pointedly as the fight between lovers began to escalate. They paused, to stare at Scorch's mother, she never interupted unless it was important, she enjoying there lovers spats as much as they did.
"Scorpius, love, Kie, Al, and Sam are here, apparently they would like to use the pool," She explained, and with that three teenagers rounded the corner and slipped through the fence, and Rose jumpe douta the pull to go greet em. Scorpius however remained in the pool watching them approach lazily. Kie, or Kieran as the adults knew him, had grown again, he was hitting the six three mark now. He hadn't bothered to cut his hair either he noticed. Instead he had choosen to let his hand a mess around his face. Scorpius smirked, as his mother began her speech, offering to cut it for him. Kie's dark hair went curly when it his ears and it didn't really look any good. Scorpius suspectes he kept it long to annoy Rose, who tended to annoy the boys about their hair. It hadn't been so bad when they were in their early hogwarts years, but as they got older, Rose got more concerned about looks. Over there fifth form summer, she had changed completely. She was still there cool tom boy friend. But she had grown breasts for one thing, then there was the make up, and suddenly Scorch and her mates were fighting boys who hit on her. It was around then that she started to take care of her hair.
Sam Chang was Scorchs best friend after Rose, of course. Much quieter that the loud boisertous Kie and eqaully loud Al Potter. Sam was a half blood, his mother had gone to Hogwarts with Scorchs father and Rose's family. He had inheirited his mothers asian looks, but his fathers quiet sensibilty. He was incredibly smart rivalling Rose and scorch in all his usbjects. His dark hair had streaks it, now, as he grinned, his teeth flashed and ripped off his shirt. Within seconds he was in the pool.
"Man, make a splash much ?"
"Do you know how hot it is out there, Scorch?" Within that, he strode forward. Man hugs, were there speciallity. They had been known to have them in the common room, middle of Quidditch games, everywhere. Much to the rest of their groups disgust. Today, however both Al and Kie jumped in and job the man l,ove moment. Rose, however sat on the side of the pool and obsevred the man love, whilst dangling those fantastic legs in the pool. With a sigh, she slide slowly into the pool. He could remember when he first noticed those legs.
This could not be Rose Weasley... Rose did not look like that.
"What the hell happened to Rose over summer?!" Kie muttered under his breath to Sam and Scorch. They both nodded immeadilty thinking of the Rose as she was before summer, with her hair straggly, and uncared for. Her face spotty, her walk slightly mannish. The Rose who frequetly had dirt in her hair, on her face. The Rose ho drew on her pants, their tom boy best friend, with the temper and Quidditch skillds to rival her famour family.
This was not that Rose.
This new, Rose...was amazing.
For one, she was wearing a skirt. How had he never noticed those legs before?! He was very aware of the fact she was female now. Those legs, they had him hyponisted.
The way they just kept on going, and going, and going.
Till it got to that very small skirt. Such a small skirt. Seriously...Did she want them to stare?
Then, she turned around, and Scorch was amazed to see that with that very small demin skirt Reose was wearing a lovely blue shirt, and ...HOLY CRAP!
When the hell did those get there?!
Those two notable bulges on her chest!
Shouldn't she be covering thenm up?! Does she want everyone to stare?!
The three boys turned to look at Rose, and said simutasously.
"Oh no fricking way, you can not be our Rose,"
Then she hit them. Not a suprise really.
Before Scorpius knew it, the sun was setting on a wonderful day, playing football with his friends, watching Rose teach Sam how to dive, and watching amused as his mother did some handy spell work on Kie's hair. Now short, really, really, short. It was hilarious, however as the sun set, and the group proceed inside, with the exception of Rose and (who had to go home for a family dinner). Kie let out a low whistle as they watch her walk away a towel around her togs, and her shorts in hand.
"She's the HOTTEST girl I have ever seen man. I'd actaully be jealous, if it wasn't for her horrible temper man," Scorch ground his teeth, as he disapeared to change, Samn and Kie followed. Clapping him on the shoulder, Sam grinned at him.
"Man don't get upset you wanna go to the bowl tonight? We can bring Rose she reckons she has the mean new rick to show us,"
"Thats a good idea, man, it's handy she lives nextdoor, Kie won't have to go get her on the carpet no more," Kies's slightly illegal flying carpet, mixed with a also illegal dislusion charm was how the group kept in touch. Al usually just borrowed the invisibilty cloak and flew. With his mothers permission not his fathers. Al and Scorch had found out the hand way in fourth year that Harry Potter as the head of the auror department did NOT approve of their advventures. So instead they told Ginny, her michevous streak not dulled by adulthood. Scoripus raised hiw pales eyebrows, pulling on his jeans. He hadn't been to the bowl in awhile, the bowl was the groups favorite skating place. Irt was meant as a skate park, but it was sitauated in an town dominated by elderly people, so no one ever went there. It wasn't too far from Scorchs old house, which was how he had found it.
"I'll get Rose tonight," He suggested a whicked smile on his face. "I wouldn't recommend waiting for us though,"
His lips pressed against hers, onbe hand in her hand, fingers intwined with the soft red curls, the other hand had found its way to her thigh, and had began hoisting her leg up to wrap around his. Breathless, they apused, Not able to see, the night had no moon, but he knew her well enough to know that her face was flushed, and that her lips were swollen. Thats when the light on the proch came on.
"Fuck, run Scorch, I'll cover up for us," A quick kiss, and he was gone, obver then fence and ducking behind. Trying to hide his heavy breathing, if that was Rose's father they were absoluted dead meat. Dead, and six feet under, not to mention that the delicate truce that had sprung up between Ron weasley and Draco Malfoy would be destroyed. Scorcpius' own father would kill him if that happened. Soft footsteps could be heard, and releif flooded through Scorpius, Ron was a big solid man, he would have quite heavy steps. This was either Hugo or Hermione, both so much better than Ron weasley.
"Hugh, what are doing up so late?" Said Rose, bossily, sounding very simlar to a young Hermione Weasley, who was the bossiest little know it all according to his father. Rose was very much like her, brillant academically, in everything but charms. She had her furious temperment, which Scorch was the only one who could put with it. Even Al, Sam and Kie fled when her ears went red, but Scorch knew the trick to calming her down, it was unbelieavble simple. But you had to execute it very carefully, elsewise she would get into her stride and then even he was doomed to listen to her rant for the next merlin knows how long. The trick was to0 take her in your arms, and kiss both eyelids and then her lips, very slowy, and carefully. If you didn't do it at exactly the right time, you were screwed. The right point was when she paused to catch her breathe before her rant, she would close her eyes and let out a sigh. Then was the time to strike.
"Heard you panting, I thought you were trouble," Answered Hugo, quietly, and there was a russle of fabric as he slide his wand back into his pajama pocket. Scorch could alsm=ost hear Rose rolling her eyes. All that panic forr her idiot little brother.
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A word from our author:
And TheTinyestOne has this to say: How come it is so easy to write a thousand words for this, but not an essay on an obesity epidemic? And I am on the look out for a beta so any voluteeners contact me please :).
As you can tell I'm sure I had a fairly serious case of writers block for this chapter. So sorry it is not at its best. Im already working on three. SO it should be better.
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TheTinyestOne.