The sighting of a drunken redhead
The first thing he took in was her familiar red hair; which he would know anywhere, even though he hadn't seen her in ten years. A scowl was instantly on his face. He didn't even think about the goose bumps forming on his arms as she drew nearer. He assumed they were from the cold weather.
The second thing Scorpius noticed was that she was hammered. Drunk as a skunk. She was wasted. Rose Weasley, Hogwarts' goody-two-shoes was so drunk she couldn't even walk straight. This was going to be fun, Scorpius thought.
"Well, hello there weasel bee. How's it hanging?" He asked; the famous Malfoy smirk heavy on his features. He looked smug.
She slurred all the words she spoke. "Why are there three of you?" She wobbled a little bit.
"To make your life three times worse." Scorpius snarled desperately trying not to laugh. This was one for the books.
"You finally hit your growth spurt I see." Rose said pointing a finger at what Scorpius could only assume was one of his other bodies. He snarled for real this time. His height had always been a sore subject, even now that "short" didn't apply to him anymore. His height was one of the many things Rose made fun of him for.
"You got uglier." He said without thinking. That was what he used to make fun of Rose for. But the truth was obviously the opposite.
Rose reached up and patted his face. He was not sure how she aimed and managed to make contact with his cheek. "We both know that's not true. Even you can do better than that." She hiccupped. Rose started to feel the effects of the drink; it was not a pleasant feeling.
"You got prettier." Rose observed. It was the truth, but the alcohol made her say it. He still had a quidditch body; it was hard and muscular. His white-blonde hair messy a top his head made him look sexy. His grey eyes had darkened from a cloudy color to metal.
Scorpius thought she was just messing with him, but then he remembered she was too drunk to even try. It was unusual from him to be taller. It made her seem more feminine because he dwarfed her. She had a curvy body he noticed for the first time. She also had grown out of her freckles except for a few that speckled her nose. Her chin was pointed and stubborn, but her full lips softened it. Her green eyes had gotten brighter, he noticed.
"Why are you so drunk?" Scorpius asked, looked her up and down, then asked, "And why don't you have your wand?" She didn't have a bag and there was NO possible way she could have had it hidden in her dress.
"Merlin!" Rose yelled in her drunken voice. "Don't act like my father." And with that last line she bent over and threw up all over his favorite pair of shoes. She didn't have time to turn red before she passed out.
AN: And the plot thickens, Dun, dun, duuuuuuuun. I hope you keep reading and reviewing. And just so you know, his favorite pair of shoes were sneakers, muggle sneakers. His father was absolutely mortified Scorpius bought them.