A flying frying pan

Rose was so tired the next morning. She woke up on autopilot; not realizing that she wasn't in her own bed or her home. She had just reached the kitchen, where she thought her bathroom was, when she noticed something was off. She took in her surroundings and grabbed a pan in defense. She was wandless and she heard scuffling coming towards her. She was trapped in a stranger's kitchen nearly defenseless.

When a man walked in, her instinct and training had her throwing the pan directly at his head. It hit and the man went down. That's when she noticed his blonde hair and grey eyes. Grey eyes that last night had shown desire; now all that they showed was anger. Last night came back in a flash, well most of it anyway.

"What the hell are you doing?" Scorpius yelled as he advanced, holding a hand to his forehead where a bump was already forming.

"I'm sorry." Rose yelled back. "But you frightened me." She said defending herself. She grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under cold water.

"Jesus Christ woman. How many ways are you going to try and kill me?" Scorpius said as he sat down in a chair at the kitchen table.

Rose blushed and Scorpius took advantage. She obviously didn't remember everything that happened last night.

"You were amazing last night." Rose visibly paled and brought a hand to her head trying to remember. The ache in the center of her head was making it hard to think.

"I was?" She squeaked. All Rose remembered was an earth-shattering kiss. "You bastard." She accused; her senses coming back, "You knew I was drunk. I always knew you were a player, but how could you?" Rose was yelling, but stopped when Scorpius started laughing.

"Relax Weasley. Nothing happened. We didn't have sex."

"But you implied that's what happened."

"Well you deserved it. You were trying to eat me alive." Now Scorpius was insulted. "And you could show some gratitude to me for not leaving you passed out in your own vomit on some muggle street."

Rose didn't say anything. She knew he was right. She moved closer to him and lay the wet cloth she had in her hands on his forehead. "I really am sorry."

"Well you should be." Scorpius said; vaguely surprised that it sounded as if she meant it.

"Don't be a git Malfoy." She paused for a moment, still tending to Scorpius' wound. "Why did you kiss me?"

Scorpius coughed and Rose discreetly hid her smile. He wasn't as unaffected as he pretended. Rose looked at his lips. Don't even go there, she told herself. He's a rat's ass Malfoy. But he was chivalrous and he is really hot. No! No! No?

Scorpius was thinking along the same line as Rose. You don't want to kiss her. Think of something else. History of Magic. How to make a potion. Rose's lips are so soft. No! McGonagol and Slughorn shagging in a closet. Ew, okay didn't need to think of that.

Screw this, they both thought as their lips met. Just like the last time their need for each other was astronomical.

His shirt was discarded and Rose happily ran her hands over his hard muscles. Meanwhile, he was making a path with his lips on her neck.

Rose's shirt, technically it was Scorpius', left her in only her underwear. Scorpius' kisses trailed down farther onto her bare breast. His lips moved around the nipple, never quite touching it; torturing the both of them.

"Scorpius." Rose groaned and her voice demanded that he make his move. Neither of them noticed this was the first time she'd called him by his first name. Just as she said it, his lips landed on her nipple while his hand tweaked the other nipple.

Rose didn't like the fact that he was in control so as fast as she could, she helped Scorpius out of his pants and boxers. She trailed her hand low where it was just barely touching Scorpius' erection. He groaned and pushed her hand down onto his pulsing dick.

Both groaned on contact and started thrusting himself in her soft, feminine hand. They both knew they wouldn't last much longer. Scorpius ripped Rose's forest green thong off her body and before she had time to gasp he was inside her.

Rose screamed from the pleasure that was so close to pain but wasn't. And the word that left Scorpius' mouth was Rose. Grey eyes met green ones and in that moment, something changed.

AN: And we're back with another long chapter. This last line was cliché but I couldn't help but put it in. I got the idea for this whole fanfic just because I wanted Scorpius to get hit in the head with something. Kind of funny how tiny things make other things happen.

-writergirl