Previously on Unplanned Meetings and Holidays:

"Scorpius, what was that all about?" exclaimed Albus who leaned forward, and fixed me with a piercing stare.

I decided to go for the ignorant approach, so I raised my eyebrows and asked coolly, "What are you talking about?"

Albus' brilliant green eyes narrowed, "I'm talking about Rose and you," he responded while gesturing to Rose's retreating back.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I insisted stubbornly, turning away from Albus' truth-seeking eyes. Al was persuasive, and he knew that I was keeping something from me.

Start of the Holidays, A Week until Christmas:

Rose's POV

My thoughts wandered aimlessly as I cut the apples into quarters for my famous apple cider. Meanwhile, Grandmother Weasley was taking care of the cookies.

But as much as I tried, my thoughts strayed to a certain boy in particular—a boy who had messy white-blond hair, and unfathomable gray eyes. I used to take pride in the fact that I wasn't one of the many girls that fawned over him, but I knew I had become one of them.

I sighed tiredly; Scorpius Malfoy would be the death of me.

Because, really, what chance did I have with him? He was constantly surrounded by a group of girls at school, and he was too charming for his own good.

The knife I was using slipped and cut my finger.

After retrieving a band-aid from the medicine cabinet, I realized my mistake. I had convinced myself that I wanted a chance with Scorpius.

I shook my head. This was only a crush—a small meaningless crush that would go away in some time.

The noise of thundering footsteps broke my thoughts, and I saw that my other cousins had come in from the Quidditch games. Grandmother Weasley quickly handed them steaming cups of my apple cider, as she ushered them towards the roaring fireplace. Scorpius however stayed behind, and came up behind me.

"How's it coming along?" Scorpius asked referring to my cut apples. His warm breath sent shivers down my back.

"Fine. It should be done soon," I replied turning around to face him. Gray stony eyes stared back at me, and I saw that his nose was slightly pink from the frosty weather. His thin lips were red from the bitter cold, and all I wanted to do in that moment was kiss away the numbness.

Shaking my head slightly, I turned back to my apple slices, and I piled them into the food processor (ever since my mum joined the family, my grandparents have been using a lot of muggle technology). Speaking of my mum...

"Rosie!" yelled my mum who came into the kitchen. Her brown hair hung in loose curls around her face, and she looked distracted as she handed me a letter. "This came for you early—Hugo don't touch your presents!" My mum then ran off, to scold Hugo, who dropped his colorfully wrapped presents sheepishly.

I heard Malfoy chuckle quietly, but I was distracted from the recognizable script on my letter. The envelope ripped fully open in my haste, and something silver tumbled out, but I didn't bother picking it up as I read the letter.

Hey Babe,

I forgot to give you this before you left for the Holidays, but I hope you enjoy it anyways. I also wanted to ask you if you wanted to start over again—lets be a real couple when the New Year starts.

See you soon, and I hope you're having a good Christmas.

Max McLaggen

I almost gagged just from reading the beginning line, and my disgust increased as I finished the rest of the letter. Was Max so dense that he didn't understand that I didn't want to be his girlfriend—or even date him?

A choking noise to my left had me turning to Scorpius, who was holding a silver necklace in his fist. He stared at the letter in my hand with silent fury, and I knew that he had read it.

"I thought you weren't seeing him anymore," he said in a dangerously quiet voice.

"I'm not. I don't—"

"Then what the hell is this?" Scorpius yelled, thrusting the silver chain into my face. Upon closer inspection I could see a silver rose flower hang from the end. It was actually quite beautiful. Max McLaggen definitely knew how to woo his women.

"I didn't ask him to send me that Scorpius!" I said through gritted teeth. I didn't want to get mad at Scorpius, but he was making it awfully hard. What right did he have to question me like this, anyways? He was acting as if I had committed a crime.

His stony eyes narrowed at me, "Then why is he sending you this stuff?"

"Because he wants to be a couple! Because he likes me! Is that so hard to believe?" I exploded angrily. I could actually feel the tips of my ears glow red.

Scorpius recoiled as if I slapped him, but he quickly recovered. "You shouldn't see him Rose! He doesn't deserve you. You could do so much better."

"You can't tell me what to do!"

"Well maybe I should, considering that you want to go shag people like Max McLaggen!"

Instead of slapping him—like I should have—I took one step closer to Scorpius and jabbed his chest with my finger.

"I'm not going to shag anyone—especially not someone like Max McLaggen. Maybe you should stop assuming things. " I said venomously.

"Maybe you should start noticing what's right in front of you," Scorpius replied bitingly.

He grasped my wrist firmly and dumped the tangled silver necklace into my palm. Our touching hands didn't go unnoticed by my heart and it skipped a beat. I almost growled in frustration—how could I still find his touch endearing when I was so mad at him?

Scorpius spun around and stalked away leaving me his citrus fresh scent and his parting words. For some strange reason Scorpius made me feel guilty.

Maybe you should start noticing what's right in front of you...What the hell did that mean?

I sighed and stared at the silver chain scrunched in my hand. For a moment, I thought we were finally getting along.

Later at Dinnertime:

Rambunctious conversations, and lively debates were held around the elongated picnic table, but I was quiet and thoughtful as I ate my mashed potatoes. Lucy and Molly tried to engage me in a conversation about school but I gave curt, one-word answers hoping to discourage them. I knew I was being rude since they were leaving that night, but I wasn't up for the conversation.

Throughout the unruly dinner I found my gaze straying to Scorpius who was sitting a few seats away. He, like me, seemed tired and ready to tuck in.

Luckily dinner ended shortly, and everyone squeezed into the large living room of the Burrow. No matter how strange and confused I felt, my large family laughing together made my heart swell.

Grandmother Weasley turned up her ancient CD player, and Celestina Warbeck's garbled voice came through singing loudly to "A Cauldron Full of Hot Strong Love."

I watched bemusedly as Uncle Harry tried to coax Aunt Ginny into dancing with him. Soon enough, Aunt Ginny rolled her brown eyes and took his outstretched hand. Together they waltzed around the center of the living room. The other adults laughed and eventually joined them. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, my cousins were playing a variety of games from Wizard's chess to Gobstones.

I easily spotted Scorpius' blonde head amidst the various shades of red, and I saw to my delight that Hugo was easily beating him at Wizard's chess.

My eyes strayed again to Victoire and Teddy who were apart from everyone. They sat on a frayed red love seat—cuddling close together. Teddy's hair was a deep green for the occasion.

Suddenly, a pair of recognizable green eyes popped in my line of vision.

"What are you doing sitting her like a wall flower?" Albus interrogated. As another Celistina tune played lightly Al grabbed my hand and started to twirl me along with the beat of the music.

I laughed freely, and danced with him - easily swaying with the beat. I saw several of my other cousins dance together, including James and a girl with wavy black hair (I didn't really know who she was). But when Albus tried to spin me out of his arms, he accidentally let go, sending me whirling into Scorpius' outstretched arms. Scorpius caught me easily, and I could feel the warmth and the hardness of his chest. The warm familiar scent of him engulfed my senses, and I felt safe in his toned arms.

He quirked one blonde eyebrow at me and merely commented, "Watch were you fall." Upon releasing me I felt like I was missing something again. Like his words had two meanings...

Yawning, I decided that I needed rest. I had had enough for one day. I said goodbye to Lucy and Molly, and kissed Victoire and her family goodbye. They would be gone by tomorrow morning.

Slowly, I shuffled up the stairs in a sluggish trance.

"Whoa, wrong way Rosie," reprimanded Albus, spinning my shoulders away from his room that he was sharing with Scorpius. After mumbling an apology, I went to my side. Merlin, I had done that three times in one day already because Al's room used to be where Lily and I slept.

After saying goodnight to Lily I slipped into my own bed, and fell asleep before the lilac covers settled. My thoughts wandered restlessly however and I had several bad dreams.

Only one of them was a pleasant—and rather embarrassing—dream and it involved a certain blonde haired boy...

A/N: Bahahaha, I had to include that last bit for you guys. But sorry if this chapter was rather boring and annoying and a little bit filler-y. Don't worry, the good stuff is gonna come, and I have something fun and fluffy planned. But I am very sorry if you all are mad at me for creating that argument between Rose and Scorpius. It wasn't originally supposed to be there, but I felt like everything was going a little too perfectly. Anyways, but aren't you guys proud of me for getting this up on time? (BTW, there are very few chapters left. Visit my profile page if you want more info.)
:P, Please leave a review letting me know what you liked, and what you hated. BTW, are you guys missing Scorpius' POV? I'm feeling very Rose-ish, and I can't seem to find the energy to write in Scorpius'. But I shall try to write it in mostly his POV next time (if that's what you want).
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