Chapter Nine
Scorpius Malfoy
"You have no idea what you're doing to me, Rose, no idea." I whisper and lightly kiss the top of her head.
I lean my head back, resting on the seat of the sofa. I close my eyes. Rose lies warm across my chest, I think I could die here and be happy for the rest of my life. Fuck, whats happened to me? This girl is driving me crazy. Someone who used to be my archenemy I now want to spend all my time with and I basically want to become some monogamous idiot who fawns after one girl for his whole life, just for her. Merlin, and to think that I used to spend my evenings fucking some girl, just because I could, not that I couldn't now of course, I haven't lost any of my devilishly gorgeous looks just 'cause I fell for a girl. I just, don't want to anymore.
I regularly have them throwing themselves at me. But there's only one girl now, only one.
I watch the stars come into view in glimpses. Perhaps, just perhaps, if our families weren't so different, if we weren't so different, I could get her. Perhaps, or perhaps, if life weren't so bloody complicated, or if I weren't a fucking Malfoy.
My eyes begin to shut, the crackling of the fire makes me feel warm, I'll stay here for a while, it won't hurt anyone. I drift off to sleep, my thoughts on a certain girl, whose warm body is lying across mine.
…
Merlins saggy boxers, my neck hurts, my back hurts. Fuck. Why do I hurt everywhere. I don't open my eyes, thinking back to the night before - definitely no sex. Definitely no Quidditch. Curious. Okay, what is this weight? I definitely didn't suddenly become morbidly obese. Actually, why am I sitting up? I don't normally sleep sitting up. That would be weird.
I open my eyes, blond hair falls into my face as I observe my surroundings. The fires gone out, and it's freezing, I look down, a head of auburn hair sprawls across my chest. Now, unless I suddenly developed a weight problem and ginger chest hair, someone is sleeping on me… Rose. I try not to move, so as not to wake her and look at the watch my father gave me. 4o'clock in the morning. Seriously. It's much too early, actually I'm shocked I slept for so long what with my neck bent back like that. Okay, have to move. Otherwise, I'll be stuck like this forever. I gently move my arms under her back, she sighs slightly in her sleep and rolls into me, I smile as I remember her doing the exact same thing when she hit her head. I feel myself wishing that she'd do it when she was in her right mind. Eugh, she's making me crazy. I shake my head slightly, I pull her up and move my legs. Mega pain. Can't move. Going to die.
Man, I'm such a pussy. I stand up, I think I can hear my legs creaking. I lie her down on the sofa we'd been leaning against. She looks cute, wearing my jumper, her hands fisted up in the sleeves – my sleeves, don't forget, my sleeves. I look round, unsure of where to go myself, I would like to lie with her but I don't want to seem like some creepy stalker when she wakes up, but then, I would quite like…
"You can sleep here, I don't mind."
Damn, she woke up. I look down, her blue eyes are sleepy and her pale cheeks have a slight flush.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." I say.
"Don't worry, I don't mind. Sorry if I broke you." She says looking apologetic.
"It's fine." I smile. It's not fine, it's not fine, it's not fine… I may never walk again! Okay I may also be prone to exaggeration.
"But seriously, stay here." She says. Squiggling over into the back of the sofa. I look at her. Merlin, she's not joking.
"Shoe's off." She snaps as I go to sit down.
"Merlin, your like my mother."
She laughs. I lie down facing to her, obeying the six-inch rule. I don't want to invade any space.
She shivers. Now I can't have that, I put my arms round her, she smiles slightly, the blush creeping back into her cheeks. She curls into me again, at least she's conscious this time. I could smile for Great Britain.
XX
When I wake up, I'm in a lot less pain, considerably less pain, in fact, a considerable amount of comfort. I roll over.
"Fuck." I shout as I crash to the floor. Pain levels just escalated dramatically.
I open my eyes to the ceiling; a certain redhead obscures my view. She is laughing hysterically. Her hair is mussed from sleep and her body is shaking with laughter.
"Don't laugh." I say, mock angrily.
She continues to laugh; I pull her down on top of me, reminiscent of the night before.
She laughs even more.
"If you keep laughing, I'll hex you." I threaten staring her down.
"You won't." She says confidently.
"You wanna bet." I ask cockily.
She looks momentarily contemplative.
"I'll take that as a no." I laugh. As her forehead crinkles.
She leans her elbows up on my chest and looks down at me.
"We should probably go." She sighs.
"Why?" I ask.
"They'll be wondering where we are." She replies beginning to get up.
"And why would we care about that?" I ask, bemused.
"Seriously? You're asking me that?" She says looking at me like I'm the thickest person on the planet.
"What? We're friends now. It's not like there's anything stopping us spending time together."
"For the whole night?" She questions, raising her eyebrows.
"Let them think what they want, they'll just presume that you finally gave into my devilish good looks." I smirk.
"You wish Malfoy." She laughs.
"Clearly." I say sarcastically. Merlin, I want to take that sarcasm away so much.
I look at her, she's frowning slightly.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing." She half mumbles.
"What?" I press again. "Why the frown?"
"Nothing, I just thought…" She mumbles again.
"Thought what, Weaslebee?" I ask pulling a strand of her hair away from her face.
She smiles slightly, I'm not sure if at the gesture or the nickname, I'm presuming the gesture.
"Don't call me that." She says.
"Why not? And don't change the subject." I counter.
She smiles.
"Because I don't like it, and as your friend…" She emphasizes the word friend. "You should respect that. Also, nothings wrong."
I frown at her this time. Her laugh falls around us. I roll her over using the trick from last night. She laughs again.
I look into her eyes; the piercing blue seems to be looking into my soul.
"What's…the…matter?" I ask, lowering my body towards hers with each word, whilst still holding my weight above her.
She looks at me again, not saying anything. I can't work out what she wants me to do. She's impossible to read. I move down further so our bodies are flush together. I keep my elbows up so I still hold most of my weight and look down on her.
"Nothing." She replies. Staring at me.
Eugh. Women.
I roll off her, so we're lying side-by-side. I take her hand in mine and examine our entwined fingers. I wrap my fingers round her wrist. I notice her wince slightly. I frown again. I move to roll up her sleeves, but she jumps up.
"What?" I ask, standing up.
"Nothing." She says again for what must be the billionth time. She's hurriedly rolling up her sleeves. She walks over to a door in the wall.
"What's through here?" She asks.
"Bathroom."
She opens the door to the bathroom; I put in a full-length mirror 'cause I'm sick of the teeny tiny ones in the common bathrooms. Clearly my vanity is getting the batter of me.
She observes herself and grimaces at her appearance.
"How can you stand too look at this?" She asks gesturing to herself.
I look at her shocked. Insecurity? That's not her.
"Where'd the sudden insecurity complex come from?" I ask.
She mumbles something under her breath.
"Say again?" I ask, taking a step towards her.
"You. All your insults over the years – they got to me a bit." She says, looking sadly up at me in the mirror.
Merlin. What have I done?
"Rose, I've been a complete twat to you. You should never take anything I say seriously." I say, taking a step towards her.
"You still said them, even if you didn't mean it." She says disappointedly, turning and walking round me back to the main room.
I turn round and storm out after her, slamming the door behind me. She jumps, whirling round to look at me.
"Dear Merlin Rose, you only have to look at yourself to know that everything I said to insult you is complete bullshit." I half yell at her. "I mean, your stunning, you shouldn't let some douche-bag like me make you think otherwise." I continue in a heat.
"I don't want to argue Scorpius." She says quietly back at me.
"Well, I'm not going to stop until I convince you that you're perfect." I implore angrily. Not even thinking about what I'm saying. But knowing that I mean every word. I stride towards her, closing the distance between us quickly.
She looks up at me, her eyes wide. She smiles lightly, as I run my hand down her cheek.
"Perfect…" I repeat.
I tilt her chin slightly, so she's looking up at me. I look into her blue eyes, bend my head down and gently press my lips to hers, praying harder than anything, that she won't slap me away.
I feel her smile slightly under our kiss, and she kisses me back, I think my head just exploded. She pulls away.
"Perfect huh?" She asks, a gleam in her eye.
"Yep." I confirm, smiling at her. She kissed me, she kissed me, she kissed me. She likes me, she likes me she likes me.
She stands up on her tiptoes to kiss me again then…
"Breakfast." She commands. I laugh at her and her undeniable hunger.
I mock salute her. She kissed me, she kissed me, she kissed me. She likes me, she likes me she likes me. The voice in my head is dancing.
"Can I have my jumper back?" I ask, already knowing the answer.
"No."
"What will you tell the troops?"
"They can watch and wonder." She says smugly as we walk out of the door, which disappears as soon as it shuts behind us.
I laugh, and take her hand. She smiles.
We walk down to the Great Hall, not seeing anyone, at the door we both hesitate.
"It can wait." I mutter.
"You're sure?" She asks clearly wanting to.
"I think it's a good idea. Don't want our friends to die of aneurysms, do we?" I say.
She laughs and I reluctantly let go of her hand. We stroll into the Great Hall, and go and sit on the Gryffindor table.
"Looks like the lovebirds have returned." Al smirks at us.
"Seriously Al, get it out of your deluded little head that Rose and I are a thing. We weren't together last night." She kissed me Al, she kissed ME!
"Then where were you both? Cause you didn't come back to the dorm, and Rose didn't either, Ria said." Al informs us smugly.
I watch as Rose glares at Ria.
"Well, I don't know where Rose went after we left the library." I say lying smoothly.
"Is that where you went? Seriously? To study." Josie asks, a glint in her eye.
"Yes." Rose states simply. Josie looks doubtfully at her.
"Merlin you two are boring, we thought there'd be at least some gossip." Dom says disappointedly.
"Wait, Rose, whose jumper is that?" Asks Lorcan. It's mine, it's mine.
"Its new." She replies, smiling cheekily at me.
"I'm sure I've seen it before." Harry cuts in before Lorcan can ask what is probably the same question.
"Doubtful. Although, it was from the men's section, its nice and big and warm, that's why I got it." She says.
"Does it make you think you have a boyfriend Rosie Pie?" Smirks Joe.
Rose throws egg at him. "Bastard" I hear her mutter under her breath.
"You know Rose, if you're that desperate, I'll go out with you, just so people don't think you're a lesbian." Alex laughs.
The table laughs while Rose blushes.
"I'd choose a girl over you Alex?" She retorts smarmily.
The table laughs again.
"Josie, you'd have me wouldn't you?" Alex asks, putting on his best charm voice.
She laughs. "You wish, Creevey."
"Ria?"
"Not gonna happen."
At this point, Alice Longbottom, a Hufflepuff comes and sit with us.
"Alice will have me." He says smugly.
"Don't joke." She says laughing at his confused face, Rose hi-fives Alice across the table.
"Girls stick together Alex." Rose says smirking at him.
With that, her and her three friends, all get up and leave the hall. The only thing I can focus on is the slight sashay of Rose's hips.
"So Scorp… who were you with?" Al asks.
"That's for me to know and you to never find out." I say smirking at him.
He looks at Harry, Alex and Joe. "I think our friend needs a bit of persuasion boys." He says to them evilly.
They cackle at him.
Joe and Alex surreptitiously grab me by the elbows and pull me out of the room. I know where this is going; in fact, I'm almost surprised it hasn't happened sooner. They pull me down to the common room, where the green light makes it slightly eerie, and put me in a big armchair. They all stand around me 'menacingly'. Although, frankly, they're not remotely menacing, they just look slightly idiotic. If someone walked in right now they would probably laugh, no, they would definitely laugh.
"Now young Scorpy." Says Harry putting on his best mastermind voice.
"Are you or are you not going to tell us where you were last night?" Asks Al getting straight to the point.
"Doubtful." I reply looking disinterestedly at my hands.
"You sure about that?" Joe asks.
"Are you really, really certain?" Alex follows.
I laugh, 'cause they're not going to do anything, they know I can take them all.
"Yes Alex, I'm really, really certain." I say mockingly repeating his words.
I pull my wand out behind my back.
They take a step towards me. Then quick as a flash, I shout: "Levicorpus." And all four of my friends are dangling upside down by their feet.
Okay, now if people walked in they would definitely laugh. They look like giant worms wriggling from the ceiling.
"Scorpius." Gets shouted at me from three directions.
"You were asking for it." I say smugly as I walk round and 'inspect' their dangling heads.
"Now, I'll let you down if you stop pestering me? I'll tell you yes, I was with a girl, and no it wasn't Weasley." I say stopping at Al who opens his mouth to protest.
"Understood?" It was Weasley, it so was Weasley.
"Yes."
"Good." I let them down with a chuckle.
They all look at me mutinously.
BAM.
I'm on the floor, all of them having rugby tackled me at the same time.
By the time I get up, they feel I'm sufficiently punished and we head out to the rest of the castle.
"Okay, we won't ask you anything about her." Al says.
"Thanks, I'm grateful." I say. Shit. Mush fest. Why did I say that? Scorpius Malfoy is never grateful.
They all stop.
"Woah, woah, woah." Alex says.
"You're grateful?" Joe asks.
"I never thought I'd see the day, Scorpius Malfoy stooped to be grateful." Harry says, shaking his head in mock disbelief.
I laugh sardonically.
"Has the world gone mad?" Asks Al, looking round for some unknown change.
"Merlin, all of you. Shut up." I say.
They laugh at my expense. We head up to the main common room, which all the houses share.
Jenny Nott and her two whores throw themselves at us as soon as we walk in.
"Scorpius." Jenny pines at me. Whilst the other brush her cronies away.
"What?" I say. Not looking at her, looking round the room for any sign of a certain red-head.
"So I was thinking, that tonight… If you wanted… you could come and meet me in the usual place… and we could have a repeat of you-know-what?" She asks, walking her fingers up my chest. Smirking in what she thinks is a seductive fashion, but really it makes her look like a concussed troll.
"I'm alright." I say brushing her off.
A shock of auburn hair. Found her.
"But Scorpy." Jenny whines.
"Don't call me Scorpy, and the answers still no." I say walking away.
I watch as Jake Abrams storms away from Rose whose standing slightly away fro her friends. What does he want? To my surprise, she follows; she smiles at me slightly as she passes.
I catch hold of her.
"What does he want?" I ask.
"Nothing, just some help with some work." She replies.
"Since when did you help him with work? Since when did he ask for anything from anyone?" I ask curiously.
"I don't know Scorpius." She says. "But I'm not about to decline."
"I'll see you later." She walks away and out of the door.
Okay. Mega weird. Abrams never asks for anyone's help ever, not ever, even when he was practically drowning in the lake one winter. He nearly killed the guy that got him out.
I wait until the door to the room closes.
"I'll be back in a sec guys." I say to my friends, who are busy sitting down already, hardly listening.
I follow them out of the room, I look around, but I see nothing. Damn, where the hell did they go. I wonder around for a bit looking for them, nothing.
I head back to the common room and look around. She's back in here, how on Merlin's sunny earth did she manage that? And Abrams is nowhere to be seen.
Her cheeks are slightly flushed and she's rubbing her wrists slightly, but other than that she seems fine. I go and sit down next to her and join in with the game they're playing, which appears to be poker with Max loosing spectacularly. Rose smiles up at me.
"Hey." She says quietly.
I smile and put my hand on her leg under the table. She looks shocked at first, and then she smiles knowingly. Like she knows my hands there, and no one else does. And she likes it.
XX
The next day, walking down to defence and I see Abrams walking out of a corridor looking mutinous. Curious. I didn't see Rose this morning either. I can still feel her kiss on my lips though.
I walk into the classroom and there's a space next to Josie. Brilliant, I laugh to myself, matchmaking time. I drop into the seat next to her.
She looks at me, mildly confused at my choice of seat.
"So, Josie. What's the dating situation like?" I ask, trying and clearly failing to be nonchalant.
"None of your business Malfoy." She says shooting daggers at me.
"I'm just curious." I say innocently. Pah, like I could ever manage innocence.
"There's nothing to know Malfoy, and I'm happy it's that way."
"What? You playing the field?" I ask, winking at her.
At this moment Al walks in with Rose, I smirk at him and if looks could kill, I would be writhing on the floor.
"Always." She replies cockily.
I watch Rose walk across the room and sit next to her cousin. She shoots a small smile across at me. Merlin I want to go and kiss her and sit with her and hold her hand. Not now Scorpius, not now.
"What about settling down?" I ask, turning back to Josie. I mustn't forget my 'mission'…
"I mean you're not completely unfortunate looking, I'm sure someone would have you." I continue.
She laughs disapprovingly at me.
"You're just so funny." She says sarcastically.
"What about someone in our year?" I ask.
"Like who? You? You're joking right?" She says derisively.
"No, no, no, not me, what about Max or Lorcan or… how about Al?" I say, trying to not be too obvious. Although his face whenever she walks past is so ridiculous, I'm pretty sure that she already knows how he feels.
"Lorcan and Dom are practically dating, I mean have you seen them?" she says and I nod. Those two are ridiculous together, everyone knows they want each other, hell, they know they want each other, and yet, they never do anything about it. Whoever bangs their heads together should get a medal.
"And Max, no, definitely not. He's too, well, Maxish… And Al, well I suppose I could, but I doubt that would work, I'd only do it if he could prove he was deadly serious. Everyone knows how much of a womanizer he is." She says, looking a little bit sad.
"Well, I'm sure if you asked…?" I say.
"I can't do that, honestly Malfoy, you know all about reputation. Can't loose face." She mutters sarcastically as Professor Kettle starts talking.
At the end of class, Al storms up to me as I saunter to the Great Hall for lunch.
"What in Merlins name, did you do?" He angrily whispers at me.
"Just placing ideas in her head, my dear friend, ideas in her head." I smile smugly and clap him on the back. He looks back at me furiously.
"You didn't tell her?" He asks.
"No!" I say pretending to be shocked. "What kind of friend do you think I am Albus?"
He makes a derisive noise in the back of his throat.
"Just trust me Al." I say.
"When have I ever had reason to trust you? Especially when it comes to girls that I actually like." He says, looking at me.
"What on earth are you suggesting Albus?" I say, knowing what's coming.
"Last year… Hannah." He says.
Okay, fair play to the man, he did tell me he liked her, and I then proceeded to fuck her. Which, in hindsight wasn't the best decision because after one night with me, she couldn't help coming back for more. And anyone after me would have been a disappointment, so I told Al not to get his hopes up. Didn't go down too well. Not that I know anything about Al's sex life. Merlin no. Don't even think about it.
"Okay, fair enough. But you know I wouldn't do it again." I say, giving him a pleading look, imploring him to believe me. And I wouldn't, he hexed me so bad, I could barely walk for a week, let alone carry out any of my normal exploits.
He laughs. "Yeah, we wouldn't you to be out of action again would we? I mean, how would the female population of this school cope?" He pauses. "But wait, you've got your mystery girl now." He smirks. I smile haughtily at him.
"Yeah, but mate, you haven't got Josie. At least I have someone." The smirk slides off his face.
We go and sit at the Slytherin table.
"Thought you boys would never return." A sly voice says as we sit. "Spending all that time with those Gryffindor idiots."
Jacob. Merlin. This bastard never gives up.
"Jake." I say, putting on my best fake smile. "How've you been mate?" Looking over the insult.
"Very well lads, if you know what I mean." He says winking. Piling his plate with more than Al and me would eat all day.
I look at him. "You might want to be careful Nott. All that food, you won't be getting any." I smirk at him.
"Fuck off Malfoy."
"Mr Nott. That is not the way to be talking to your fellows."
Ellie Black, the Head Girl, also member of Slytherin snaps as she walks past. "Ten points."
How she got to be Head I have no idea. Oh yeah, she probably gave enough of it to get people to vote for her. Nowadays, the heads are chosen mainly on student vote and then Professor McGonagall and the teachers decides who should get it from those who are nominated.
"Well done Nott." Al says.
"Well it was Malfoy's fucking fault. Insulting me like that." He says angrily. Stabbing at his plate. Merlin this guy has issues.
I turn round looking for Rose and see her walking in with her friends, laughing, her smile lighting up her face. It makes me smile too and I look back at Al whose watching me knowingly. I shake my head at him.
Lysander Scamander comes and sits with us. When I say with us, I mean next to us, invading our space and being the general prick that he is. In fact, I'm surprised he hasn't been locked up yet. Him and his brother are so different if they weren't identical you wouldn't believe they were related. Both share their mothers white blond hair and their fathers blue eyes and tanned skin. They are pretty much poster boys for that muggle shop Abercrombie and Fitch.
He starts eating and a bunch of his jumped up little friends come to join him.
"Honestly, the girls at this school, they should just leave, they should just stick to what they know best - cooking and motherhood." Lysander says exasperatedly to his friends. Dear Merlin he's being serious.
I nearly choke on my food.
"Yeah." One of his puny friends agrees.
Lysander continues on his little rant. "I mean, we are by far superior, and if they weren't here I'm sure we'd learn so much more."
"Let's go." Al mutters. "Before I punch him." I nod, grab a sandwich and get up.
"I'm so tired of putting up with all they're problems. They're just not submissive enough." He says.
"What is your problem Scamander?" I say, turning to face him.
He looks me up and down dismissively.
"What's yours Malfoy? Being the spawn of scummy death eaters?" He asks. His friends laugh. Merlin how has the same woman raised these two boys?
Luckily for him, Al drags me away before I can pound his face into the ground.
"I'll kill him Al. I'll kill him if he talks like that again." I mutter.
"And then you'll be in Azkaban and that won't be of any help to anyone." Al chastises.
Merlin, he's like my mother.
XX
I sit in the library doing the defence essay Kettle set us. Someone comes and sits beside me, the smell of vanilla and lemon overwhelms me.
"Being studious for once?" Rose asks.
"I'm always studious." I say pretending to be hurt.
"At getting girls." She says raising her eyebrows.
"Well you see there's this one girl, who I actually quite like. And I'd rather not fuck it up, so I let the others go. It was a great pain to my heart." I say smiling slightly.
She nudges me lightly with her elbow.
"Well I'm glad you found someone." She says.
"Yeah, I'm thinking of asking her on a date." I say.
She pulls her knees up on the seat, she's lucky she's wearing jeans.
"I'm sure she'll be hugely excited. A catch like you." She grins.
I laugh.
"Are you going to do any work?" I ask.
"Nope. Done it all." She says smugly.
I look at her in horror. "How? This essay is impossible." I gesture to the parchment in front of me, I've barely filled half of it.
"Lets just say, I'm a genius." She says jokingly.
"So why are you here?" I ask.
"To distract you." She says, smiling somewhat seductively and leaning over me. I can feel the warmth of her skin through her long-sleeved tight fitting jumper and her breath on my neck. Merlin, that is not fair. I just want to rip her clothes off right here on this table.
My breath hitches slightly and her smile widens, clearly pleased with the effect she knows she's having on me.
"Well it's working." I say.
"I know." She replies smugly.
Right that's it. I hurriedly pack away my things, the essay can wait. I grab her hand and drag her away, she laughs. I pull her up to my Room of Requirement muttering the charm to let us through the door. It swings open. I drop my bag and pull her mouth to mine; she gives in straight away this time. Smiling into me, into my eagerness. The door shuts behind us. I pull away briefly and look around. The room has formed into a master bedroom. I chuckle inwardly looking at the massive bed. Rose looks round.
"How apt." She says quietly.
I pull her body close to mine and run my fingers through her hair.
"You've no idea how much I've wanted to do this today, whenever I see, I want to hold onto you." I say to her.
She pulls me down and kisses me gently. "I know." She whispers against my mouth.
I pull her down onto the bed and remove her jumper, revealing a white fitted long-sleeved top underneath. She moans slightly as I run my hands over her perfect body. I hold my weight above her until she pulls me down on top of her, forcing our bodies together. She unbuttons my shirt pulling it off me she runs her small elegant fingers over my chest. I feel myself harden in my trousers. She moans as she feels it against her thigh. As I begin to life her top off, she sits up abruptly.
"Sorry." She says her head in her hands as I sit up next to her.
"No. It's fine. I understand."
"No, no, I'm sorry, I want to, I just can't." She says.
"Can't?" I ask.
"Not yet." She says, rubbing her wrists slightly. I take her hands in mine.
"It's fine, I promise. You're worth it." I say. She smiles at me and wraps her arms around my waist. I kiss the top of her head. She traces the outline of my abs with her hands.
"Like what you see Weasley?" I ask.
"Perhaps." she replies smirking. She stands up and runs her hands over herself.
I try to restrain myself from moaning. It doesn't work. She smirks.
"Like what you see Malfoy?" She repeats my words in response I pull her down onto my lap.
"So what about this date?" I ask.
"Sounds like a very good idea." She says smiling and resting her forehead against mine.
A/N I love Rose and Scorp, so I decided to write another little interaction between them. Yay. Don't worry, I have a plan, it's all very exciting, next chapter things will hot up a bit.
Also, how much do I not like Lysander? Man it angered me writing that bit with him. Especially when Lorcan is such a babe. I think if I write another story I'll make Lysander nice.
I had a few issues writing this chapter especially with the kiss bit, cause I really, really wanted to write it from Rose's perspective but then I thought I'd be different and show Scorpius' take on it.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed, please review, I've started to think of my review dance as a form of exercise, so if I don't get reviews, I'll get fat. :P
Love xx