The party was going like crazy when the Slytherin boys showed up. Scorpius spotted Molly straight away. She was dressed like a zombie, covered in white make-up and fake blood. Scorpius felt drawn to her and began to walk towards her. Before he could even come near her dull red hair he was pulled onto the dance floor and lost sight of her.

Seeing someone walk by with a tray of odd, red colored shots, he took two and downed them without thinking twice. He knew it'd be a long night.

Suddenly, the room went quiet, and everyone disappeared. Everyone but one girl. Of course, everyone didn't really disappear. Scorpius just couldn't see them anymore. None of them mattered. All he could see was this one girl.

He saw a pair of sharp green heels that looked like they made her four or five inches taller then she normally was. His eyes were followed up her long, smooth, legs covered in nothing but green fishnets. Low around her hips, a red velvet sash had been tied to act as a skirt so short, he knew if he saw her from behind, it would barely cover her surely perfect ass. A strapless green top hugged her flat stomach, the curve of her waist, and of course the curves of her chest (which Scorpius was very interested in). There was a gold chain wrapped four times around her long, slender, neck. A green mask covered her entire face from the nose up. Attached to the mask were long curvy vines topped off with curly roses. Vibrant red curls (much redder than Molly's) were piled on top of her head, with the long flowers from the mask were braided and twisted around her hair. The final touch were her lips, which were colored bright red, but when the light hit them flecks of gold shone from them. All he wanted to do was kiss them. Typically, the red and green together would have looked Christmassy, but she managed to look like a tall, sexy, enticing, entrancing rose. He had no idea who she was, but he didn't care at all. He just wanted her to be a part of him.

He reached his hand out to tap the shoulder of the person closes to him. "Who is that?" He tried to say, but it came out slurred. What did he just drink? Everything he saw was distorted and blurry. He knew he should recognize these people, but all their faces were blurry. He could see them, but he couldn't. He kept watching the girl as he began adjusting to his new distorted vision. He saw he grab one of the red shots as well and she swallowed it quickly.

Though Scorpius didn't recognize anyone, Hugo Weasley had been smart enough to avoid the enchanted shots. He was alert when a ninja tapped his shoulder, and when he saw the grey eyes, he knew who it was immediately.

"Lily!" Hugo found her giggling and chatting with two guys, both older than her. He shot them angry looks and they left quickly. Lily pouted at him.

"What?"

"Scorpius Malfoy is here. I KNEW Albus would bring him. Let me kick him out, I'd love to bruise up that 'dreamy' face of his." Hugo spat with disgust.

"He's not harming anyone, is he?"

" I will not stand to have him here!

"Then go away. It's a party! Just let him have fun!" She motioned for one of the boys to come back.

"Fine, I see where your loyalties lie." Hugo stormed out of Gryffindor tower.

Scorpius, meanwhile, was making his way across the room to the girl until he was face to face with her. He should have known who she was, but the drinks made her a stranger to him, and made him a stranger to her. He placed his hand on her cheek and through his mask and hers looked her in the eye.

"I'm going to kiss you now." He whispered. She smiled and let him, kissing him back passionately. He was overcome by lust and the feeling of them being in public. He took her hand and led her out of Gryffindor tower to the dorms reserved for the Head Boy and Girl. The journey took awhile, for the pair wouldn't break about from their kiss for more than a few moments to catch a breath. When they reached the door, they kissed for a little while more. He pressed her back against the door so she could feel the inscriptions that read "Scorpius Mafoy- Head Boy" and "Rose Weasley- Head Girl" Through her thin green top. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to deepen the kiss even more. He then whispered the password and carried her to his private room.

Neither could think of anything other than passion, lust, and each other. Rose giggled when she realized she didn't know this boy's identity, but she didn't care enough to stop kissing him. They reached for each other's masks and costumes. Pushing and pulling and ripping and wiggling until both costumes fell to the floor. Rose shook out her red curls, letting them fall down her back past her waist. Scorpius wrapped his hand in her soft ruby locks, loving the feel of them, and together they moved to his bed.

The next morning, Scorpius awoke with a wicked hangover. He sat up with his head in his hands, trying to remember what had happened the night before. He kept his eyes closed as it all began to come back to him. The party, the drink, the girl. Well, that'd be one hell of a story to tell Albus. Wait. The girl. Scorpius's eyes shot open as he looked at the other side of his bed. He saw her sleeping with her back to him; Tan, curvy, and naked with red curls covering most of the top half of her body. There was only one family who had red hair at Hogwarts: The Weasleys. There was only one Weasley with curly hair: Rose.

"Fuck." He said aloud to no one. It was Rose Weasley he saw last night. It was Rose Weasley he made out with. It was Rose Weasley he took back to his dorm. Rose Weasley he had sex with. It was Rose Weasley he fell in love with. "Fuck." He said again.

He placed his hand on her shoulder and rolled her over so he could see her face. Damn, she was beautiful. Why was this the first time he'd realized she was beautiful? She'd always been beautiful. Looking at her lying there, all he wanted to do was repeat last night's events. He knew he couldn't.

"Rose," He whispered, shaking her gently, "Rose, wake up."

She giggled and mumbled something rolling over to her side.

He shook her a little harder. "Rose," He said, no longer whispering.

She opened her eyes slowly and dreamily and made eye contact with Scorpius. She screamed at the sight of him there naked, realized she too was naked and screamed again grabbing his blankets to use to cover herself. Before he could say anything, he could tell she was replaying the events of the night before in her head. She looked into his grey eyes with her big, brown ones. "Fuck."

He laughed. "That's what I said."

Rose set the blankets down, realizing he'd seen it all already and leaned in to kiss him again. It was a soft and tender kiss, but she broke away quickly. She looked him in the eye and then stood up and ran across their private common room to her own room.