Disclaimer: Seriously, I don't own anything. Except for Pandora and Vincent. They're my own creations.

Oh, and I'd like to give a shoutout to HPLover, as your comment made me laugh.

What was the comment, you ask?

"I kissed a Malfoy, and I liked it

I hope Hugo don't mind it

They said its wrong

it felt so right

I think im in love tonight!"

Malfoy Flat: Living Area: 27 December 2022

Aunt Daphne emptied the contents of an old chest containing Greengrass (A/N: Draco's wife is Astoria Greengrass. Daphne is her sister.) family heirlooms. Gems, jewels, and precious metals were scattered across the plastic coffee table.

"Well, let's get these into boxes, then." Aunt Daphne instructed Scorpius.

She had a multitude of empty boxes. They said "Pearl", "Sapphire", "Gold", "Emerald", and the like.

Scorpius was helping his aunt sort old and valuable jewelry so that the Death Eaters could use it to bribe other purebloods into helping them in their battle. He was untangling a gold necklace from a silver one, when something caught his eye.

"Aunt Daphne?" he asked.

"Yes?"

"Whose ring was this?" He handed the silver wedding ring adorned with yellow and white diamonds to his aunt.

She held it up to the light to get a better look. "Oh, this... It was your Great-Great-Grandmother's wedding ring, my great-grandmother. I don't remember her too well, I just remember getting a letter that she and my great-grandfather had died when I was at Hogwarts. Both had gone in their sleep, I think. They were one of the only pureblood marriages at the time that was actually based on love."

She handed it back to Scorpius.

"Honey, why do you need to know?" Aunt Daphne asked with a suspicious raised eyebrow.

"No reason. I just think I've seen it somewhere before." he lied.

"OK, then." Aunt Daphne said, still not convinced. "Is there a girl?" She asked.

"What? No, of course not..." Scorpius mumbled.

Aunt Daphne hit him on the shoulder. "Don't you lie to me, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy! Why else would a boy who's barely 17 have such intrest in a ring?"

Scorpius took a deep breath. He could trust Aunt Daphne, right? She was just as against this war as he was, and was only helping to appease her sister. "There is a girl, Aunt Daphne. You can't tell anyone. They would hurt her."

Aunt Daphne smiled. "Oh, Scorpius, I'm so happy for you!" she gushed. "I promise, I won't breathe a word to anyone. Is she on the other side of the battle?"

Scorpius nodded. "She is. We're running away after the battle."

"Scorpius, you take the ring. They won't miss it." She assured. "Heck, take some of the rest of this jewelry to help buy yourselves a house, or at least an apartment."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Honey, the less that goes into this fight, the better, right?" She said, handing him a cluster of gold.

He beamed. "Thanks, Aunt Daphne, you're the best!"

Weasley's Wizard Wheezes: Main Entry: 27 December 2022

Rose Weasley was up working the front desk alone today. Albus was on the fourth floor in the Sneaking Section putting the new stock of Extendable Ears on shelves. Hugo had laughably gotten the duty of tending to the Pink, Fluffy, and Sparkly Department. So, Rose was alone in the store. There was an unusual lack of business, but Rose figured it was simply because it was an early morning.

A tall, dark, man walked through the big green doors of the store. Rose scowled, as she recognized him immediately. Vincent Wood.

Vincent was a very exotic looking man. He had skin the color coffee turns when you add cream and had wavy, thick, dark hair that landed at his chin. But what surprised people most was his light blue eyes, one of the only traits he had inherited from his father, aside from his defined facial features. He was any girl's dream. Any girl, that is, aside from Rose, who knew what a jerk he could be.

Vincent walked up to her with a smirk on his face. "Ahh, Rose! Just the girl I was looking for."

"What do you want, boy with the very fitting last name?" Rose questioned, with an obvious annoyance in her voice.

"Oh, harsh words, Rosie, I'm very hurt!" Vincent said with mock pain. "I came to see you, gorgeous." Vincent winked at her.

Rose groaned at his antics.

"So, Rosie, I had better hope you've gotten that dirt poor Malfoy rat off your tail." He said snidely while brushing his hair out of his face in a mirrror on the wall.

"Oh, really. Why do you say that?" She asked, clearly annoyed.

"You see, Rose, a pretty girl like you deserves to be with a man." He said, walking towards her. She stepped back into the corner.

"Someone handsome." He said, stepping closer.

"Someone better than that Malfoy rat." He sneered, almost arms' length away from her.

"Someone who can provide for you." He stepped towards her in her corner. She was cornered.

"Someone like me." He put one arm on the wall to Rose's right, and the other to the left. She was trapped.

"Vincent, I understand you have a girlfriend." Rose said, trying to get him to leave her alone.

"I have 3, actually. And I'll drop them all for you." Vincent insisted. "You just have to say yes."

Rose squirmed awkwardly.

Vincent pulled a big, gaudy, and probably very expensive ring from his pocket. "Marry me, Rose. All you have to do is get rid of Malfoy."

Rose's eyes were huge. "Vincent, I'm flattered, really, but I'm only sixteen! I can't get married, I'm not of age." She was sweating.

"Rose, your parents have given us consent to marry. Besides, you turn seventeen in 3 days. We'll be married on your birthday." Vincent said.

"No, no! I won't marry you, Vincent!" Rose yelled angrily.

"Oh, why, Rosie? You in wuuuve wiff da widdle Malfoy brat?" He mocked.

"No, Vincent! Did you ever stop to think that maybe it's because you're an arse?" Rose fired back.

"Watch your language, Rose!" Her father's voice echoed from across the room.

"Dad?" she asked. His voice was heard, but she didn't see him anywhere.

Ron suddenly appeared as he pulled a cloak of invisibility off of himself. "Rose, we think this is what's best for you. Marry him."

It was then that Rose realized the "Open" sign had never turned on. Wasn't that Hugo's job?

"What's best for me? You're forcing me to marry a complete idiot!" She yelled, completely outraged.

"He's better than a Malfoy!" her father shouted.

"I'm so sick and tired of all of you judging him by his last name! He's so much more than his father, nay, his whole family, could ever be!" Rose retaliated.

"Rose, we aren't giving you any choice in this matter. Take the ring." Vincent forced the large hunk of saphires, emeralds, and rubies into Rose's hand.

Rose threw the golden ring violently onto the ground and stomped on it. "I don't want anything to do with you, Vincent!"

Before anyone could process what was happening, Rose ran out of the store and into the streets.

She was running quickly, in the direction of Flourish and Blotts, in hopes to find Scorpius.

Rose at last burst through the doors of the bookshop she was so familiar with from the numerous trips she took there with her mother.

She quickly surveyed the store until she found the familiar mop of shaggy blonde hair she was looking for and ran towards him.

"Scorpius!" she cried out, panting from running across Diagon Alley.

He turned from the book display he was dusting with a look of pleasant surprise on his face. "Rose! Are you OK? You look like you've been running."

"That little slimeball Vincent proposed to me! The worst part is, my parents are actually backing him up!"

Scorpius was shocked. "What did you do?"

"I yelled at them, and I threw the ring he gave me to the floor. I ran here from Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Vincent's just a pervert! Did you know that he's bedded every Slytherin girl in our year?" Rose ranted.

Scorpius draped his arms around her. "When did he want to get married?"

"My birthday, in two days. That's the day after the battle, so we'll have to leave that night." Rose said, shaking.

"Don't worry. We'll leave that night." He kissed her on the forehead. "Everything will be OK."

Rose wrapped her arms around him. "I love you." She nuzzled her head into his chest.

"I love you, Rose... And, I have something for you. I never had a chance to properly propose." He dropped to one knee and pulled the beautiful old ring out of his pocket. "Rose Weasley, will you marry me?"

Rose's eyes were misting and she was beaming. "Yes! Yes, only a few trillion times yes!" She lept into his arms.

He kissed her cheek and set her down.

The bell on the front door chimed. "Get away from her, Malfoy! Now." Vincent said angrily though clenched teeth.

"Vincent, YOU get away from me! I will NEVER marry you!" Rose yelled.

"Too late for that, sugarlips." He said cockily. "In just three days, we'll be bride and groom."

"What if I say no?" Rose retaliated.

Vincent scoffed. "That won't matter, we'll be married anyway. You want to try to run away? Oh, please. Do you honestly think your father will even let you out of your house between now and the wedding?"

At that moment, Ron came into the store.

"Mr. Weasley, she's over here!" Vincent yelled over to him.

Ron made his way over and grabbed Rose by the arm. "Malfoy... How did I know you were behind Rose's strange behavior?" he sneered. "Say goodbye, Rose. You won't be seeing this filth again, I can guarentee you."

Weasley Manor: Living Room: 26 December 2022

Rose sat on the plush sofa and watched the angry sky feuding with the frozen lake and trees. The winter storm sent snowflakes flying onto the big picture window where they soon died and made long watery trails, not unlike the tears streaking down her face induced by the thoughts of an overabundance of Vincent and a lack of Scorpius. It was almost laughable, her parents were forcing her to marry a Slytherin, while veering her away from a Hufflepuff. Hugo was at Pandora's with some friends, and mom and dad were investigating a house elf abuse case.

"Rose?" A voice called from the foyer.

She jumped, though she knew the voice well.

"Rose, are you there?" A voice deeper than the first called.

Rose covered her face with a soft pillow and hoped that it would somehow make herself invisible.

Teddy and Victoire rounded the corner.

"Oh, well, I guess she isn't in here." Teddy said sarcastically.

"Well, I guess we may as well just sit on the couch and wait for her to come down." Victoire added in a similarly sarcastic tone.

Victoire went to sit down on Rose's face when Rose shouted, "NO!" She took the pillow off her face and laughed for the first time since Vincent barged into Flourish and Blott's.

"Oh, there she is." Teddy said with a laugh.

Victoire sat on the couch next to Rose. "Rose, we came to talk to you about the Malfoy boy."

Rose's face reverted to its previous melencholy state. "He has a name, you know."

"We think you're right." Victoire mentioned.

Rose swore she felt her eyes pop clean out of their sockets.