Ch. 2
A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed! I really do appreciate it. I guess you can tell I will be continuing this story. I want to do another story as well. So any pairings you guys recommend? Maybe a Rose/Scorpius one shot?
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I also wanted to warn you all that I'm revising a lot of my previous work so after ch.3 the updates may become even more less frequent. Again, reviews encourage me to move it more along. :)
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Here's chapter two.
It was Friday night and Rose groaned with the knowledge that she would be spending her time patrolling the corridors near the Slytherin dungeons instead of continuing to her recent activity: nothing. The corridors were dark, cold (no matter what time of the year), and full of empty classrooms and secret hideaways. Worse now, that it was almost the holidays. It was a bloody headache, that's what it was. Every time she patrolled this particular section of the school, someone never failed to make her regret the day she became a prefect. There were always fights, pranks, and students up past curfew. It was horrible, really. The only reason it was going to be bearable tonight was because Scorp was going to be patrolling it with me Rose thought, a smile tugging at her previously pouting lips.
At ten minutes til eight Rose tried to force herself to get up and just get it over with, or not Rose thought as her body refused to will to her mind, I'll just take a quick nap. Her eyes began to droop on their own accord and in not time at all Rose was out cold. The Gryffindor common room was a spectacular thing. It was always warm, comforting and relaxing. The red and gold trimmings always brought a sense of comfortable warmth and provided the common room with an elegant design, not that any of the students noticed, of course. It contained two couches. One of them was being occupied by Rose's arse, and the other placed across from hers; both standing in front of the fire. There were soft plush chairs scattered throughout the room, moved time and time again to be placed near other seats or isolated to let the occupier be left on their own. Two round tables were placed on the left corners near the stairs leading to the boys' dorms. It was perfect for group studies, meetings, or what James' liked to call "group strategizing" that could last hours on end. Paintings decorated the walls and they were a lively bunch. Headless Nick would make an appearance every once in a while, as well.
The door to the common room swung open with a bang and luckily for Rose, her ability to sleep through a circus can all be credited to her dad's genes; yay, for Weasleys.
The intruder stomped his way towards Rose. "Oi! Get your lazy arse up!"
Rose could vaguely comprehend the noise and decided to ignore it altogether, maybe they'll get it sooner or later that no, Rose wasn't going to" get her lazy arse up", thank you very much.
"Rose, you bloody wanker!"
Fuck! Scorpius. Prefect duties. Tempus. 8:40. Couch. Common room. Fuck!
Rose bolted upright and stared dazedly at her partner for a moment until the dizzy feeling wore off to be replaced with the one of clarity.
"Good morning princess, I'm glad to see you can grace us mere plebeians with your full conscience. Honestly, you shouldn't have," was Scorpius' sarcastic remark upon seeing Rose wake up. She stared at him for a moment more before roaring in unfiltered, adulterated laughter.
Flash back*
It was 8:30 and Scorpius was pissed off to say the least. Imagine his surprise when he walked out of the Slytherin common room at 8:02 to find that Rose was late for duties, Rose was punctual if anything else.
Imagine his slight annoyance, and I mean extreme annoyance when Rose was still M.I.A. at 8:15 and finding himself at the receiving end of prank that left him soaking wet. Just my fucking luck, Scorpius murmured bitterly. I mean who the bloody fuck has time to fill up 30 water balloons, use a sticky spell to hold them in place, and wait until someone stumbles across the area to cancel the spell? Did I mention the brilliant bastard even went through the trouble to ensure that ALL thirty balloons drop at the EXACT same time, on the exact SAME person? Scorpius cursed darkly, I will get revenge. He will get revenge alright on the blasted second year squirt. He even had the nerve to point, laugh (didn't he know who he was?), and then run along. Aughh, and Rose was still not there.
Scorpius finally damned his duties to hell and stalked his way towards Gryffindor tower, momentarily forgetting he was still soaking wet. His momentarily lapse in memory ended after he passed by his fellow Slytherin prefect Melony Flint and Gryffindor prefect, Albus Potter only to be laughing stock of their trio. This only made Scorpius flare.
"SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!"
Potter and Flint immediately quieted down and all three of them stood in an awkward silence. Well that was a sobering thought, Albus murmured while fidgeting due to the tension in the area. Potter and Flint occasionally glanced from Malfoy to each other trying to figure out if they should wait for Scorpius to say something, or just walk away. You never know with Malfoy tempers. The tension could be cut with an axe after all. Malfoy gave them one more evil glare and stormed away. Albus and Melony sighed with relief and continued to snicker when Scorpius was clear out of earshot.
"Damn Rose! Bloody wanker! Idiotic Gryffindor! Stupid weasel," Scorpius repeated like a mantra. He finally stood in front of the painting of the Fat Lady and she sneered at him. He wasn't in Gryffindor after all.
"Courage," Scorpius hissed at the painting. It gave him a patronizing look and begrudgingly swung open.
"Oi!..."
Now, imagine Scorpius anger to find Rose asleep in her common room looking like rainbows were surrounding her like shield of happiness, while he was STILL soaking wet and forced to stand in the Gryffindor common room of all places.
End of Flash back.
Rose began to bend over and slap her leg, trying desperately to catch her breath from laughing so hard.
Scorpius tsked in disapproval.
"Sco... Scorp I..hahahahah" Rose attempted.
Scorpius sneered. This was not the time.
"Scorp I am...hahaha" That's it.
"I am...hahahahhahahaha" Rose's laughter came back full force.
"I am so sorry," Rose said when she was able to finally get a lungful of air.
"You think this is funny, do you?" Rose replied with more laughter. "Good for nothing imbecile. Idiotic Gryffindor. Bloody she-weasel. Lunatic Banshee! Con..."
Scorpius' insults immediately slipped from his tongue when he felt a warm, tingling sensation spread throughout his body as he became dry.
"You could have warned somebody," Scorpius mumbled begrudgingly. No, he was still mad no matter if Rose helped him or not. It was her fault he was soaking wet in the first place, he reasoned.
"I didn't want to interrupt your highly amusing mission of calling me every insult in the English dictionary," Rose said while getting up and looking smug, "Well, come on then if you're so bloody upset I was late."
Scorpius recovered and grudgingly followed her out the door. They made their way to the Slytherin dungeons laughing, talking, and shoving one another, incident forgotten.
"Scorp, you bloody goblin! That hurt!" Rose blurted out once her elbow connected to the wall after being shoved a little too hard. Scorpius ignored the outraged cry and asked (reminded of her trip last week),
"How was your trip to the infirmary last week?"
Rose always marveled at the way Scorpius Malfoy wasn't just a cold- hearted prick and always held a place for concern where Rose was concerned. It was times like these that Rose could forgive him for rarely spending time with her anymore because of Ashley, that his insults were only skin deep, and that he truly was her best friend. That knowledge made her heart flutter. She truly considered herself lucky to have him as a best friend. Scorpius Malfoy was perfect.
"It turned out to be nothing," Rose said with a smile.
"That's good Rose, I was worried when you mentioned it."
There goes the flutter again. She really did have the best friend anyone could ask for.
"What Malfoy, you were actually worried?" Rose teased. The playful aura automatically came back, erasing the all too sobering aura in the air.
"Don't get used to it, idiot." He was back, Rose thought with amusement. The rest of the night was filled with playful banter and touches that left Rose's skin feeling a bit warm and her heart feeling a bit light in her chest. It was eleven o'clock and Rose was just about ready to head back to the Gryffindor tower. She turned to Scorpius to say her farewell when,
"Come on Rose." She looked at him dumb-founded.
"Where are we going? It's late."
"I'm taking you back to your common room," Scorpius replied simply, not realizing the meaning of his words.
Rose gawked. No one has ever walked her back. That's the things you do in those romantic muggle films. That's what boyfriends do after a date with their girlfriends. Rose's heart began to increasing its beating rapidly. He's never done it before, not even after Hogsmeade trips. Why are you even thinking about that? He's you're best friend, of course he wants to walk you back. Like you said, it's late.
"Rosie, you in there?"
"Why?" Rose blurted out before she could stop herself. Why does it matter? Why are you even thinking about that? You should be asking yourself why not.
"Huh?"
"Why do you want to walk me back?" Shut up Rose! She thought. Who bloody cares? Stop making a big deal out of it. He's you're best friend, why wouldn't he? Still, Rose waited for his reply with, what was that feeling, hope?
Why do I want to walk her back? Scorp battled with himself. Because it's not safe at night? That is bloody ridiculous, of course it's safe. Maybe I just want to spend more time with her. I haven't been doing much of that lately, he tried convincing himself. He just felt a sense of dread knowing his time with Rose was about to end. It was never like this and left him highly confused to say the least. His thoughts were interrupted by Rose when he didn't answer her within the few seconds that was socially acceptable before it became an awkward question.
"No, it's fine Scorp. I'm a big girl." Rose replied with a fake smirk. She didn't know why his silence was so disappointing, she just knew it was.
Scorpius wanted to stop her. He wanted to walk her back. He just couldn't muster up the courage to carry out his offer. He is in Slytherin after all.
"Yeah, alright," he replied with a sigh.
They both turned around and headed to their different destinations with a heavy heart. Rose couldn't ignore her disappointment. What made it worse was that she didn't know why she was. She didn't know why Scorpius' touches made her warm or why her stomach would flutter when he got too close or why her heart started beating with happiness when he was concerned. She didn't know why his offer to walk her back sent a spark of hope that...that what? What exactly was she hoping for? She shook her head clear and decided it was too late to have these thoughts. She just wanted to get some sleep.
"Bloody hell, mate. You look like muck."
Leave it to Albus to point out the obvious. Contrary to Rose's want to just get some sleep, she couldn't. She was still thinking about the events of last night for, Merlin knew, how long. She glanced up from her table in the Great Hall and looked over at Scorpius laughing with his mates while sitting next to Ashley. Impeccable as ever, Rose sighed grudgingly. Obviously he didn't think the offer was a big deal. Stupid Weasley, she thought.
"Rose, you need to get yourself together. We have practice in ten minutes. I don't care what the reason is as to why you look like shit, but there's never an excuse to miss practice. We need to be on our A-game," James lectured while Albus, along with five other heads bobbled in agreement (most of them ginger).
"Yeah yeah, shut your trap. I'll be there."
"You better Rose, because just because you're family doesn't mean I wont take you off the team."
Splat. Rose jumped out her chair and began running to the double door entrance of the Great Hall.
"Rose!" James roared, while wiping off the tablespoon of porridge that Rose assaulted him with.
"That's what you get and I'm telling Auntie Ginny you're threatening to kick me off the team!"
All Rose heard as she sprinted out of the hall towards her dorm to grab her stuff was the roar of laughter coming from the Gryffindor table; most of the noise coming from the Potter-Weasley clan.
Scorpius looked up upon hearing the noise to see Rose sprinting towards the exit, the porridge dripping down James' face, and to hear the retort Rose made before disappearing from view. Scorpius along with the other Slytherins who saw James' face began to join in on the laughter. That's my best friend, Scorpius thought with pride.
Rose was pleasantly surprised to come out of practice to find that: 1, she still alive for pulling that stunt on James at breakfast and 2, to see Scorpius waiting for her.
"Spying on us Malfoy?"
"Hardly, Potter. It's the same old tricks as far as I'm concerned"
"The same old tricks that kick your team's arse."
James and Scorpius kept firing insults at one another.
"Anyways," Lily interjected.
"Right," Scorpius stated, "I'm here for Rose."
"What's up," Rose questioned.
"Just wanted to see if you had time to spend with you're best friend."
The fluttering began along with the rapid heart beating. This honestly has to stop Rose berated herself. Her cheeks began to flush when she looked up to give him a reply. Bloody hell, stop it! Horrified, she quickly gave him an okay before anyone noticed the blush and ran to the locker room to shower and change.
What the hell, Rose thought under the shower. This can't be normal. When did I start to react this way to Scorpius? What does it even mean? She turned off the tap and dressed slowly. Rose finally made her way out and Scorpius took her hand quickly, much to her delight, wait what? He then led her towards the castle in an almost-run-dragging-your-best-friend-pace.
"Wha..t is going on?" Rose asked slightly out of breath, ignoring the burning sensation sweeping up her hand.
"I want to show you something Rosie," was Scorpius excited reply as he dragged her along, "I found something and its bloody wicked."
"Sc..Scorp, stop! Stop dragging me."
Immediately he let go, much to her surprise. He usually ignores me, something about not being a bloody house-elf I can just command orders to.
"Okay just stand there."
I guess he think I'm a bloody house-elf, Rose thought darkly. She ignored him and asked,"What is going on, Scorp"
"Sshh, it's a surprise, just stand there." Scorpius eyes sparkled with excitement and Rose realized just how beautiful those smoky globes were. She couldn't expand on the realization because Scorpius began to pace in front of her, much to her annoyance.
"What are you doing?"
He ignored her. He paced in front of her three times and stopped, looking at the wall expectantly. He's finally lost it Rose wondered.
"Scorpius, answer me!"
Just then a door popped out of nowhere and Rose's eyes widened with surprise.
A/N: Review please. If you haven't checked it out already, read my story 20 Reasons Hermione Granger Should Go Out with Ron Weasley. It is rated M, so you have been warned. More reviews equal less time between updates.