I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have
I wanna be your last, first kiss

Amazing how life turns out the way that it does
We end up hurting the worst, the only ones we really love

-Anberlin

Chapter 16—

Rose's POV

Scor and I had been friends for years. My parents knew that because I had sent a letter telling them that I was friends with a Malfoy (and to please not disown me) my first night at Hogwarts. It took my dad awhile to get used to the fact that his daughter was friends with a Malfoy (note the emphasis) but eventually he got used to it and treated Scor with respect.

It took my dad even longer to actually be civil towards Mr. Malfoy. For the longest time he just called him "Malfoy" which was quickly confusing when all three Malfoys were over for dinner. After about third year, my dad (at first somewhat reluctantly) began to call Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy by their first names, Draco and Astoria. Granted, though he was civil and polite towards them they were still not good friends.

My mum was actually quite good friends with Astoria though because Astoria was a few years behind my parents in school and a Ravenclaw, so there is not a former prejudice for her to get over. My dad quite liked Astoria Malfoy as well (despite her last name and the fact that he thought she was crazy because she married Draco). In fact, Scor was so much alike his mom (with his dads looks) that my parents found it very hard to be rude towards either them.

Astoria Malfoy was a quiet, kind woman who had nothing bad to say about anyone. She had long, platinum blonde hair that reached about to her elbows. Her eyes were a piercing sapphire blue that could drag the truth out of any unwilling liar. She was firm but kind in her parenting style and loved to laugh about pretty much anything. She enjoyed keeping up on world events both wizarding and muggle world alike and she often found things to talk about with Hermione Weasley.

Draco Malfoy changed a lot since his early years at Hogwarts. He was no longer overly boastful and he seemed to realize that he had been beaten at his own game. At first, he seemed to have a cold demeanor but after talking to him for awhile, his standoffish ways melted, as he began to trust you. In this way, Scor was a lot like his father. Trust was a difficult thing for Draco ever since the war. He had trusted his father, and look at where that got him; and if you can't trust your father, then who can you trust? When Draco met Astoria, it was even more helpful for him. He began a new life with a wife and a darling kid. People in the Wizardring world were weary of Draco Malfoy for a long time before they got passed their prejudices. Now, Draco was well-known for his ability to cure, being a Healer at St. Mungo's was one of Draco's ways of atoning for his past mistakes.

However, though both of the Malfoys loved their child, they loved travelling more. Scor spent some time with his parents during the summer (maybe about a month or so) but that was about it. Basically, the Malfoys were selfish. They did whatever was easiest for them. They left it up to Scor whether or not he wanted to come with them during the hols but Scor often declined their invitation and spent time with us over the breaks. Scor felt that it was his obligation to spend some time with his parents (hence the one-month stint that he spends with them over summer break) but after his time with them is over, he just comes right back to the Weasley/Potter/Lupin crowd for some chaotic fun.

This is basically the only thing I know of Scor's relationship with his parents. I know that it is a very strange one and they all insist that they love each other; but if you love someone don't you want to spend a lot of time with them?

But, even though my parents finally were civil towards the Malfoys and accepted that Scorpious and I had been long-time friends, I was not ready to explain to them that we were, in fact, dating. Actually, I probably would have kept the whole thing a secret for as long as possible if I didn't know that if I didn't tell my parents, someone else would (James, Al, Lily, Z, pick your choose).

Scorpious, of course, wasn't worried at all. Everyone in my family loved him. And as far as his parents were concerned, they probably wouldn't care less if he told them he was dating the Giant Squid (or so I assumed). So, really, the only one freaking out here was me.

It is the second day of Christmas vacation and Z and Alice are still asleep in my room. Hugo, Brody and Luka are outside playing Quidditch in the snow but I am standing outside my parents' room, pacing. Should I tell them with Scor? Or just leave Scor out of it until my dad has calmed down? Will my dad freak out? Or will he surprise me and be totally ok with me dating a Malfoy? Questions were endlessly fluttering through my mind without any rhyme or reason to them.

Well, ok there was a reason: what in the bloody hell are my parents going to say when I tell them that I, Rose Weasley am dating Scorpious Hyperion Malfoy?!?

"Rosie!" my mom calls from inside her room, "stop pacing outside our door and come inside!"

I sigh. I should've known that my mom would realize I was outside; my mom knows all. I reach for the door handle and turn it slowly, opening the door with caution. I didn't need to worry though. My mom was in one of the chairs, reading while my dad was furiously scribbling on a piece of parchment with our owl Tina next to him.

"Um, mom, dad, I have to tell you something." I say as I brace myself for the worst.

Mum looks up from her book, sensing something in my tone of voice while my dad says "Hmm Rosie? What's going on?" but he's still scribbling on the parchment in his chicken scratch handwriting so I know I don't have his full attention.

"Well, I kind of have a boyfriend…" I start to say.

My dad's quill drops and he spills his carton of ink all over the parchment that he had been working so hard to write all over. "WHAT?!" he yells.

(I think I've got his attention now.)

"Ronald!" my mom scolds him quickly, then glancing at me, "Rose, sweetie, who is the lucky man?" she asks me, smiling knowingly.

I have a feeling that she already knows but I decide to satiate her curiosity, "Scor" I reply all the while looking at my dad for his reaction.

First he goes white and then he glows and interesting shade of red before his face quickly turns purple as I look at him anxiously.

My mom walks over to him, puts a hand on his shoulder and quietly reminds him to breathe. He starts spluttering phrases like "she's dating?!" and "my little girl has a boyfriend!" and "what if he takes advantage of her?!"

When he said the last one I'm pretty sure my whole entire face became a glowing red. "Dad!" I yell to catch his attention "I can hear you!!"

His face flushes red as well – I don't think he realized I could hear him.

He clears his throat, "Well, erm, I'm going to have to talk with Malfoy".

I sigh, I was afraid of this, now he's back to calling Scor Malfoy. I just nod and quickly run back to my room so I quill a letter to Scor, warning him.

Scor-

Just told my parents about us. Be prepared to die a slow painful death. Well not really, but my dad wants to talk to you; so prepare yourself.

Love, Me

Tina fluttered to my window, miraculously seeming to know what was going on and I quickly handed her the parchment and told her to bring it to the Potters. Hopefully it reaches Scor in time before my dad storms over there. Shoot! I have to stall him!

I run down the stairs to see my dad about to step into the fire place. He's rolling his eyes at my mom,

"…You shouldn't apparate when you're overly emotional! You will just splinch yourself and that would be helpful to no one!" My mum was carrying on when she sees me enter the room, she winks and careful maneuvers towards the door.

"Dad," I start

"Rose, you should've told me before." My dad says angrily.

"Well I knew you would react like this! I was only protecting him!"

"PROTECTING HIM?! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK HE NEEDS PROTECTING?!"

"HE NEEDS PROTECTING FROM YOU! YOU'RE NOT EVEN THINKING ABOUT THIS YOU DIDN'T MIND SCOR YESTERDAY! YOU EVEN SAID HI TO HIM AND GAVE HIM A HANDSHAKE!'

"AND RIGHT ABOUT NOW I WISH I HADN'T! I KNEW THAT BOY WAS A BLOODY GOOD FOR NOTHING MALFOY!!"

We're screaming at each other, but now I just stop and stare at him, tears welling in my eyes.

"YOU. HAVE . GONE. TOO. FAR. SCOR IS NOTHING LIKE HOW HIS PARENTS OR HIS GRANDPARENTS WERE! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE HIM! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM! AND YOU KNOW WHAT? TO YOU HE MAY BE A GOOD FOR NOTHING MALFOY BUT TO ME HE ISN'T. TO ME, HE'S MY BEST FRIEND! WEREN'T YOU IN LOVE WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND WHEN YOU WERE MY AGE? PEOPLE WERE PREJUDICED ABOUT MOM BECAUSE SHE WAS MUGGLEBORN BUT YOU DIDN'T CARE! HOW IS THAT ANY DIFFERENT FROM ME?! PEOPLE ARE PREJUDICED ABOUT SCOR BECAUSE OF HIS FAMILY AND I DON'T CARE! SO YOU KNOW WHAT? GO DIE IN A HOLE!!!"

I scream at him and then run out of the room. Tears are falling down my face. I burst into the kitchen and Hugo, Brody, Luka, Alice and Z are staring open mouthed at me.

Z recovers first and grabs my hand, quickly pulling me out of the kitchen and up the stairs. We pass my room but I don't even bother thinking about where we're going. However, when she pulls me into my parents' room, I look at her questioningly. Then I realize there's a fireplace.

She hands me the green floo powder and pushes me into the fireplace.

"I'll cover for you! Go!"

I smile at her gratefully.

"12 Grimmauld Place!" I shout and soon find myself fumbling out of a different fireplace.

This time I was in a different kitchen with a different group of people staring at me, openmouthed. James, Al, Lily, Frank, Owen, Majerle, and Scor are all sitting at the table, staring at me. I'm sure I look like a fright; with my tearstained face, no makeup, still clad in my pajamas.

"Scor," I rasp my voice almost gone from screaming at my father, "We need to talk."

He nods slowly, then gets up from the table, puts his arm around my waist and leads me outside. As soon as we exit the room, I hear everybody whispering, wondering what was going on.

"….so did you get my note?" I ask.

"Yes…"

"It was terrible! He kept calling you Malfoy and telling me that you were going to take advantage of me… what?"

Scor started laughing. "He thought I was going to take advantage of you?!"

I glare at him and hit his arm. "It's not funny!"

"It kind of is, love. But, what else happened?"

"We kind of had a screaming match and then I told him to go die in a hole and then I came right over here."

Scor started laughing again.

"I don't see how you think this is funny!"

"Rose, you told him to go die in a hole!"

I giggle just the slightest bit. "Oh Merlin he is going to be so pissed at me!"

He nods in agreement, "Rose, darling, he's just being protective of you. You're his only daughter and he doesn't want to see you grow up."

I look at him doubtfully.

"Honestly, this has nothing to do with the fact that it's me who you're with. If it was any other boy he would be doing the same thing."

I growl at him.

"But thank you for coming to my rescue, it means the world to me." And he kisses me on the forehead.

I look up at him, "I better get more than just that for sticking up for you!"

He chuckles, and then kisses me full on the mouth. I moan and lean into him and his hands get tighter around my waist, bringing me closer to him while my hands tug on his neck, bringing him closer to me.

He breaks away too soon and motions toward the house, insisting we go inside and wait for the inevitable arrival of my father.

"Will your parents care?" I broach the subject carefully, not wanting to sound prying.

"I have no bloody idea. Frankly, sometimes I think they don't give a shit about me and the next we're having a family moment, so I have no bloody idea what their reaction is going to be."

I sigh and rest my head into his side.

"I have no idea what's gonna happen but we're not gonna break up, are we?"

He looks at me incredulously, stops walking, and turns my body to face him.

"If we ever break up,"

I start protesting, but he covers my mouth with a finger,

"As I was saying, If we ever break up it will be because we want to not because somebody else wants us to." He declares, kissing me on the cheek.

And then we start walking back to the house, again. When we get to the house, my dad still hasn't arrived and everyone else seems to have mysteriously disappeared except for my Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny who are sitting in the living room, reading.

Or rather, they appear to be reading but I saw Aunt Ginny dash back from the window right before we entered the house. In fact, her book is upside down. But, I pretend not to notice.

Aunt Ginny clears her throat, "Um… your parents asked that you sit on the couch and await their arrival." She shifts uncomfortably. "Their words, not mine."

I nod and Scor and I sit on the couch, our hands intertwined, and waiting for the inevitable.

A/N: Ha! I told you guys that these would be coming out faster! I am so proud of myself!! :) review if you want, reviews are always appreciated!!

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