A/N: Let me just say that apparently I was feeling really soft and fluffy when I wrote this chapter. Be prepared for romance and over-the-top sweetness! I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

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"Silver and red," murmured Leila as she ran her fingers over the fabric of her bridesmaid dress. She knew that Rose didn't want them to see the dresses until the day of the wedding but Leila wasn't about to wait until the day of the wedding to make sure it fit.

"What?" James poked his head into the bedroom to see his wife standing in the middle of the room in her bra and knickers, holding up a dress.

"The dress is silver with a red ribbon around the center," as she spoke she slipped it on and turned her back to him. "Zip me up."

When James ignored her command and instead slid his hands into the dress Leila squirmed away from him with a laugh. With a sigh James zipped up the dress. She spun around and looked in the mirror. "Beautiful," said James. "What's it for?"

She smacked his arm. "Rose's wedding, you git! What do you think it's for? Oh, I thought I would wear it to your next Quidditch match," her sarcasm had James smirking.

"Good, you could distract the blokes on the other team," his eyes traveled down to her cleavage for emphasis.

"I just don't get it. Rose acted like there was something special about the colors of the dress…"

"It was obvious to me the moment you told me it was for Rose's wedding."

"What? You're a bloke! How the hell did you figure out what Rose is doing with these dresses?"

"She's proving a point, Lei," James said as if this were the most obvious thing in the world. "Look at that ribbon. What shade of red is that?"

"I don't know," she ran it through her fingers. "Crimson?"

"Gryffindor. It's Gryffindor red. That's Slytherin silver. It's a peace offering to Malfoy. She's showing him, and everyone else, that she's done with the rivalry between them and if they work together they can be even better than they are apart. Those colors are really nice together."

Leila gazed at James as if he'd grown an extra head. "Sometimes your deep insight is profound. You got all of that from the dress color. Merlin, I don't want to be around when you start to analyze the decorations!"

"I can't help that I'm more talented than you." Before she could hit him again, he'd ducked out of the room.

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"That's it, I think I need to tell my dad that I can't be an Auror."

"What?" Norah sat straight up, shock evident on her face. They were in bed together, just enjoying snuggling under the covers before they would have to get up and start the day. "Why?"

"Because it's 10 o'clock in the morning and I can barely function because you kept me very active all night. How am I supposed to get up early every morning and go through Auror drills when I'm worn out from satisfying you all night?"

Norah relaxed and leaned back down onto his chest. "You're ridiculous."

"Do you reckon he'd let me come in for training in the afternoons?"

"No, I think he'll be even harder on you than the other Aurors in training since you're his son," she said reasonably.

"Damn." There was a comfortable silence that surrounded them. Albus didn't know if he was in love with the girl in his arms or if he just cared about her a lot but what he did know was that this felt right.

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Rose woke up wide awake. It was Tuesday. Saturday evening she would be Mrs. Rose Malfoy. Four more days of freedom. Four more days of being Rose Weasley. Four more days until she started the rest of her life.

Scorpius hadn't spent the night with her the day before. He'd stopped by for dinner and then went back to the manor. He said he had some things to do and Rose hadn't questioned him. Now, however, she had to go there herself to go over last minute wedding plans with Astoria.

Rose got ready in a hurry. This time when she used the Floo to enter the Manor, it deposited her into a study where Astoria was sitting behind a desk writing. "Oh, hullo, dear," she smiled fondly at Rose. "I'm just finishing up this letter to my sister. Take a seat while I send this out with the owl."

Rose awkwardly perched herself on the very edge of a seat across the desk from Astoria. She glanced around and knew that this must be Draco's study. It had a man's distinctive style to it; dark wood furniture, no personal touches, no tell-tale signs of a woman's influence.

"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice," said Rose stiffly.

Astoria gave a tinkling laugh. "Don't be silly! This isn't a business meeting! You're about to become my daughter. You're always welcome to pay me a visit. I'm so glad that you want to discuss wedding plans with me," Astoria looked like a kid in a sweetshop she was so excited.

"I wanted to thank you and Mr. Malfoy for letting Scorpius and I have our wedding here. I know my mum's not happy about it. Neither is my dad for that matter, but I really feel like it's right for us."

The elder witch beamed across the desk at Rose. "Not at all! We're so happy that you've decided on Malfoy Manor as the venue. And please, you don't have to call us 'Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy.' You can call me Mum or Astoria, whichever you prefer."

Despite valiant effort on her part, Rose couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh Merlin, I can just imagine the look on your husband's face if I went up to him and called him, 'Dad.'"

Before Astoria could do more than laugh in response, the man in question entered his study, causing even more laughter from both women in the room. Draco quirked a curious eyebrow at them, took a book from a shelf, gave them another curious look, and left without saying a word.

"He really is quite pleased with this arrangement. Now, dear, what does your dress look like?" Rose quickly described the dress as best she could. "White? I know that's a tradition the muggles adhere to, but ivory is very in right now. Or perhaps we could go with gold. If you'd like, I'm very handy with clothing spells, I'm sure I could-"

"No," Rose interrupted as politely as she could. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm set on white. I'm the only bride I know who is actually a virgin and in an odd way I'm kind of proud of that."

If Astoria was surprised she had the grace not to show it. "I see. Well then I'm sure you will look absolutely stunning. What sort of decorations did you have in mind? If you'd like, we could tour the grounds and you could decide where you would like to have the ceremony performed?"

Rose followed Astoria all around the mansion; she was shown a ball room, several different gardens (two of which were indoor gardens), and a parlor in which they could hold the ceremony. Rose chose one of the indoor gardens and they proceeded to go through all of the rest of the wedding plans. Focusing on the details of the event kept Rose from fretting too much about the fact that this was all actually happening.

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"I think that's everything," Rose rolled up the parchment and with a flick of her wand she knew it was safely back at her flat.

"I've had a wonderful day with you," Astoria hugged her tightly as a house elf appeared beside them.

"Would Mistress Rose like Rin to escort her out?"

"No thank you, Rin, is Scorpius home?"

"Yes, Mistress, Master Scorpius is being in his bedroom."

"Then I'll just drop by and see what he's up to before I leave. Thanks again, um, Astoria," she awkwardly stumbled over the name but was rewarded with a warm smile.

Rose was starting to be able to find her way around the enormous house and she only took one wrong turn on the way to Scorpius's bedroom. Wanting to surprise him, Rose didn't knock, just let herself in.

When she saw Scorpius sitting in his armchair, his elbows on his knees, she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. Then she started to feel nauseous. She wasn't so sure she was happy about the fact that she was starting to really fancy him. Her eyes moved automatically to see what Scorpius was looking at and froze in her tracks. There was a pretty brunette lying on his bed.

The girl sat up when she saw Rose and looked pleasantly surprised. "Rose!" Scorpius stood, crossed the room to her, and kissed her forehead. "I didn't know you were coming over. Why didn't you Floo?"

"I did," her eyes were still on the vaguely familiar female who hadn't moved her ass off of Scorpius's bed. Rose's eyes narrowed slightly. "I was with your mum all day finalizing our wedding plans," she sweetly emphasized the word 'ours.'

The girl held out a perfectly manicured hand to Rose. "Hi, I'm Addie. We went to Hogwarts together, but I don't think we've ever been properly introduced."

Rose's eyes flicked from the girl's outstretched hand to her face. Without moving to shake it, she said stiffly, "I'm Rose Weasley. Soon to be Malfoy." A few hours previously that idea had her cringing with anxiety but she said it confidently now.

Not knowing what exactly had come over her, she possessively put a hand on Scorpius's chest as he still had an arm around her. "Erm, I think you might have a wrong impression," Addie appeared to be amused by Rose's behavior. "Scorpius and I have been friends forever."

"Funny, he's never mentioned you."

Scorpius was torn between the urge to laugh and the urge to defuse the tension. His conscience got the better of him. "Rose, Adara is one of my best friends. We've never been anything more than friends. We've never even kissed before." He stared at her pointedly and Rose knew that he was making a jab about her snogging Austin. Clearly he was sending her the message that she had nothing to be jealous of and even if she did it would be hypocritical.

"Well, it seems like I've been put in my place," she said this genuinely with a slight blush. "I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions, I just didn't expect to walk into my fiancé's room and find a girl sprawled across his bed."

"Oh," as if surprised to find herself on his bed, Adara scurried off of it and gave her an apologetic smile. "I would've jumped to the wrong conclusion, too. Well, you two probably have a lot to discuss with the wedding coming up so soon and everything. I have my own fiancé to get back too," she didn't sound very happy about this. "It was nice to see you, Scorp. Rose," she gave her a polite nod and used the Floo to leave.

"Ever since we got engaged I've been neglecting my friends a bit too much," Scorpius hurried to explain. "So I invited Addie to hang out for a bit today, I hope you don't mind." What could Rose say? After he had been so wonderful about her friendship with Austin, even knowing how he felt about her and how she used to feel about him, then this should be a piece of cake for her. Except it wasn't.

Fancying Scorpius left her feeling vulnerable. For the first time in years she was letting someone in and giving them the potential to hurt her. It was terrifying. "No," she said at last, "I don't mind. She seemed nice," and she really did.

He twined their hands together and pulled her over to sit on the bed with him. "I'm glad you think so. I really want you to meet my best friend, Liam. Liam, Norah, and Adara have always been my closest friends."

"Who is she marrying?"

"Patrick Yaxley, but she wishes it was Liam."

"Oh!" Relief rushed through her at hearing this.

He gave her a knowing grin. "Rose, you have nothing to ever be jealous of. I don't care if Adara, or any other girl in the world, was throwing herself at me. I'm yours, babe, and nobody can change that."

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Adara Garrison happily got ready to leave her house. "Where are you going?" her mum asked as she slipped on a pair of flats.

"Scorpius asked me to come over! I feel like I haven't seen him in forever. If Patrick comes by can you tell him that I'm at Norah's?"

"You want me to lie to him?" Mrs. Garrison looked as if the idea of lying was foreign to her.

"Ugh. Patrick is so jealous it's ridiculous, Mum. He would probably storm over to the Malfoy's house and drag me out of there after clubbing me over the head. He would then proceed to drag me back to his cave and contemplate life's deepest mysterious, like 'how can I make fire?' and 'what shape should a wheel be?'"

"Oh, honestly, Adara! I don't know where you got your sarcasm from!"

"Does that mean you'll lie for me?" she gave her mum a pouty face and clasped her hands together like she was saying a prayer.

With a sigh, her mother replied, "I'll just tell him you're at a friend's house."

"That's better than nothing. Later, Mum!"

Adara had to wait outside of the gates for Rin, the Malfoy's house elf, to come and let her in. "You is visiting Master Scorpius, Adara Garrison?" inquired the elf.

"Yep, you know me Rin, whenever I stop by it's to see Scorpius."

"But you is not Mistress Rose."

"I'm not? Well bugger! Why didn't someone tell me?"

With a little frown the house elf led Adara all the way up to Scorpius's bedroom, where he stood in front of his dresser looking intently at a small black box in his hand. "Hey, Addie," he said as he turned toward her.

"Hey, Scorp, I'm really flattered, but I'm going to have to say no," she teased as she glanced down at the box he was still holding. Even though it was closed she suspected an engagement ring was inside.

With a roll of his eyes Scorpius handed it to her to inspect. "What do you think of this ring? Do you think Rose will like it? It's the one that I have to give her since it's the Malfoy ring, but I can't help but think she'd prefer something…simpler."

"I've never even spoken to the girl before, why would you think that I would know her preference of – MERLIN'S BEARD THAT RING IS GORGEOUS!" Adara snatched it out of the box and gave a low whistle. "It must be worth a fortune. What are the other gems around the diamond?"

In the center of the white gold band was a nearly 10 karat marquis shaped diamond. Circling the band were a myriad of other gems that were a green color. Adara suspected they might be emeralds.

"They're green diamonds," Scorpius said as if it was unimportant.

"Are you yanking my wand? Aren't those rare?"

He gave a shrug. "Red diamonds are the rarest color of diamond, but Malfoys apparently have always favored the color green."

"I might not know Rose, but any girl in her right mind would love that ring," she very delicately placed it back in the box, closed it, and handed it to him.

"Which means Rose probably won't. So far she always reacts the exact opposite way of how you'd expect a bird to react."

"Well you can worry about that later. Your letter sounded urgent. Did you need me to rush over here for something important or just for my opinion on the ring?"

"I actually need your help planning the perfect proposal. I've put it off until the last minute because I wanted to wait until I felt like Rose was ready for it, but the wedding is on Saturday and I'm out of time. Any suggestions?"

"Fuck, you've always been more romantic than me. Don't you have any ideas?"

He flicked his fingers at her, "A few, but I feel very unsure of all of them. I know Rose likes France and I considered proposing there, but it's too cliché, don't you think? I've considered restaurant proposals, public proposals, private proposals, proposing to her with her family…"

"What are some of her favorite things?"

"I don't know…books? Baking? She plays music. That's it! Addie, you're a genius! I've got the perfect idea!"

He grabbed her excitedly, lifted her off the ground, and began jumping up and down with her. Very calmly, she asked, "Are you going to tell me what it is?"

"Nope! I'm going to show you. Because I'll need your help with it! Come on!" He yanked her arm and pulled her out of the room.

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"I'm really glad you're here, actually, because I want you to try out that piano in your room," Scorpius gently pulled Rose to her feet and led the way out of his room. "I'm not a pianist and I don't know if it's in tune or not."

"Sure!" She brightened considerably at this. It had been such a long time since she had her fingers on an instrument.

The curtains on the large arch windows were all pulled open so sunlight filled the room. Rose skipped over to the piano bench, brushed her skirt down, and sat gingerly. "Here," he casually placed a piece of music on the piano for her to read.

Rose placed her hands over top of the keys, poised and ready to strike, then, with a deep breath, began to play. It was easily recognizable as Pachelbel's canon in D. A traditional wedding march. It just so happened that it was one of Rose's favorite classical pieces. Scorpius picked up his violin and joined in as he watched her loose herself in the music.

Slowly some of the previous stiffness left her. Less formal, she was letting her entire body move along with the piece of music. Her eyes closed and she concentrated breathing steadily, knowing this particular piece by heart. The sounds of Scorpius's violin made the tune even sweeter. When her fingers held the last note, she opened her eyes, glanced down, and her mouth opened in surprise.

On the white keys, below her hands, black letters had magically appeared. 'Marry Me?'

Rose turned around in surprise to find Scorpius on bended knee before her. "Rose Nymphadora Weasley, I want nothing more than to make music with you for the rest of my life. With more than just strings and keys, I want to make the music of life with you; every trial we encounter a minor chord. Every triumph a grand crescendo. Every sweet little moment a soft lullaby. The music you've brought to my life is more beautiful than any piece ever composed. Will you do me the very great honor of becoming my wife?"

Tears sprang to her eyes as he said the most perfect thing anyone had ever said to her. A simple 'yes' didn't seem like it was enough to show him how much his words meant to her. Instead, she whispered, "'If music be the food of love, play on.' Yes, Scorpius, I will play the music of my life with you."

When he covered her lips with his the thought occurred to her that she hadn't even glanced at the ring he'd been presenting to her. He pulled back and gazed into her eyes. His were sparkling with such happiness that it took her breath away.

As he slid the ring onto her finger she felt it magically adjusting to fit perfectly. That was when she peeked a curious glance at it. She gasped aloud and covered her open mouth with her right hand. "It's…Oh, Scorpius, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Overwhelmed by all of the emotions he was feeling, he kissed her again before saying, "I'm so very glad you think so."

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Rose couldn't stop herself from glancing at her hand every five seconds. Her mother had jokingly asked if she was afraid it was going to jump off her finger and run away. The first place Rose had gone after leaving Malfoy Manor was to her parent's home to show the ring to her mum.

She'd ended up staying there for dinner and Scorpius had joined them. Rose was oddly quiet through the meal, but her thoughts were so intense that she couldn't focus on the conversation they were having. His sweet words had touched her heart in a way that surprised her, but it wasn't enough to melt it completely.

As much as she cared for him, as much as she fancied him, she wasn't in love with him. Yet. She was falling. Oh Merlin was she falling fast, but she hadn't reached that point yet.

It made her happy to see her fiancé getting along so well with her family. At the moment Ronald was asking Scorpius about his work with muggle relations, as Arthur Weasley was his mentor and supervisor, but Rose was too distracted to pay much attention to the words they exchanged.

No, she wasn't in love with Scorpius, but this was the first time that she truly felt like perhaps the Ministry had made a right decision after all.

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"Your wedding is in less than a week, your fiancé just made you all weak-kneed with his proposal, and you can't stop smiling. Therefore…I'm staying at home with you every night from now until your wedding." Albus declared when Rose returned home from dinner with her parents.

"What?" she asked airily, not having heard him.

Albus rolled his eyes. "I said, that I'm worried that you're going to shag Malfoy if I leave you alone with him tonight, so I'm staying with you."

"Would it be so bad if I did?" she shot back. Honestly, shagging had been the furthest thing from her mind, but did Albus have a point? Had his proposal had such a profound effect on her that it would make her willing to give him her virginity tonight? She didn't think so.

"Not in general, no, but your wedding is so close. I know that you want to be a virgin on your wedding night so I'm just helping you achieve that goal."

Rose gave a snort, "I'm not going to be shagging Scorpius tonight, Al, don't worry. No matter how much he impressed and dazzled me today I'm not ready for anything more than we've already done."

Al raised an eyebrow at her vagueness but didn't push the issue. "I still want to spend some time with you before you're married," he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "My little Rosie is getting married this weekend! We may never have another opportunity to spend an evening together bashing silly muggle movies and throwing popcorn at each other."

"Let's make an event of it! We should invite Fred, Louis, James, Leila-"

"Noooo," moaned Al as he threw his head back against the couch, "Not James and Leila! They'd probably start shagging right in front of us on the sofa! But yeah, we can invite Fred and Louis. Anyone else?"

"Roxy?"

"Yeah! And Dominique!"

In the end, it was Fred, Louis, Roxanne, Dominique, Lucy, Lily, Hugo, Teddy, and James (without Leila) who came to their impromptu movie night. With all ten of them packed into Al and Rose's tiny apartment they were almost all crowded on the floor.

As Rose sat half-on-top of Al, with Fred's bum digging into her hip as many cousins attempted to squish onto the couch, Rose felt tears staining her cheeks for the second time that day. The love she felt when surrounded by her family was more intense than it had been in a long time.

When she touched a hesitant hand to the salty droplets she realized that while Scorpius hadn't yet melted her heart, he had unlocked it. And Rose didn't think that she ever wanted to lock away her heart ever again. Not even if it ended up getting broken into a million pieces. It would be worth it.

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A/N: The quote Rose recites, 'If music be the food of love, play on' is from Shakespeare. What did everyone think? Is everyone ready for a wedding next chapter?