A/N: i hope you like it. Please review :)

Rose felt the blankets move under her cheek and the hand she was drawing circles in had interlaced fingers with her's. She picked her head up from the bed and looked at the man sleeping in it. He opened his eyes and gave her a weak, but loving smile. His eyes sparkled at her presence and she felt like she could just melt.

"Rose," he muttered smiling, but it sounded weak. She snapped out of the daze and felt an unreasonable fury burn her inside.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Scorpius Malfoy?" Rose screamed.

"What-" he started weakly but she cut him off.

"You said you were going camping. Nothing dangerous was supposed to happen to you. And the first call I get informing me of you return is from a BLOODY healer! Do you have any idea how damn scared I was?" She huffed. She pulled her hand away from Scorpius and stood up. She was infuriated. Rose knew she should have been happy that he was awake, and seemingly ok. But she was just pissed that she even had to be in a bloody hospital to visit him.

"Rose, come on," Scorpius started. He was trying to lift himself into a sitting position, but for once in his life he couldn't summon the strength. He kept trying though, as Rose paced back and forth, refusing to look his way.

"I'm sorry. I know I should have been more careful-" she cut him off again, still refusing to look his way.

"Well DUH you should have been more careful. Even a troll knows to be careful in unfamiliar territory and to avoid dangerous snakes," she hissed. "What the HELL were you-" she finally turned to face him and all the anger she felt left her. The sight of Scorpius failing to lift himself up deeply saddened her.

He kept staring at her with apologetic eyes and continued to use all his energy to push himself up right. She walked over to and put her hands on his waist. She realized they were shaking, but she ignored that fact. She helped him up and positioned the pillow properly behind his head.

"Thanks," he muttered a little embarrassed. Rose decided to sit down. But instead of sitting on the hard stool she, sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Scorpius.

"So, Malfoy," Scorpius's eyes screamed with shock. But Rose tried to ignore them. True it had been a long time since she used his last name, but it was better to be detached, so she wouldn't give into the tears that were waiting to pour down. "How exactly did u get bitten?"

"Well, Weasley," he suddenly felt very hostile towards her. "If care to know, I was packing up my damn bags to come back home when I felt something prick me. I saw a snake with black, yellow, and red stripes slither away. I didn't think much of it and continued to back my stuff when all of a sudden I could barely stand. I fell over and started sweating like Quidditch training had just ended. I didn't know what was happening, and it took all my might to Apparate to St. Mungo's." He felt weak and tired. He just wanted to sleep, and Rose yelling at him, when he knew how stupid he was, was just plain annoying.

Rose felt her insides fill with worry. "What type of snake had bit him? And how dangerous was it, that it left him with no energy?" she thought. She was going to let go of her all ready failing detachment and ask how he was doing, when a Healer barged into the room and beat her to it.

"I'm fine. Tired, but ok," replied Scorpius not tearing his eyes away from Rose. Rose stared back and that he was holding back to tell her something. She was itching to know what.

The healer drew came up next to him and said, whipping out his wand, "We'll need another blood sample Mr. Malfoy so we can check how contaminated your blood is. Based on that we'll know just how potent to make your elixir."

Rose perked up her head at that and looked over at the Healer who was rolling up Scorpius's sleeve. "So does this mean you have an antidote prepare?"

"Yes," replied the Healer, triumphantly. "It was tricky because the venom was barely noticeable, but once we were able to track it, we immediately created an antidote. We just need to find out how strong." With that, he put his wand right below the front Scorpius's elbow and withdrew blood, which he slipped into a canister and sealed it. "You might feel a little faint, but its best since you just woke up, to stay awake for another hour. I trust Ms. Weasley can handle that." He looked at me and nodded my head. An hour of talking to Scorpius couldn't be that bad.

When the Healer left, I turned back to Scorpius. "So exactly how are you feeling?" she said worried, but then defiantly added, "And don't give me that garbage about you being fine. I've know you too long to tell that you aren't."

Scorpius looked at her and was about to answer, and tell her that he had never felt so weak in his life. He had never felt like his life was slipping out from under him. He looked into those precious brown eyes, screaming with the love and worry she felt for him. "It would only scare her too much," he reasoned.

"I'm just a little tired and sleepy, but unfortunately I'm not allowed to sleep and must deal with you boring conversation for the next hour," he mocked. Rose gave a small smile but was otherwise unconvinced. "So come over here," Scorpius picked up the blanket and moved over slightly in the bed too make room for her. "You can he make sure I don't fall asleep," it was only after he said it, did the double meaning of his otherwise platonic words reach him. "Oh wait, I didn't mean it like that."

Rose blushed and replied, "Either way, I think it's better if I sit here," she pushed his legs up so that he was forced to make them into a pretzel. She sat down, pretzel legged as well, "that way I can clearly see your face, and know exactly when you're prepared to fall asleep."

Scorpius smiled and moved back to the center of the bad. The mere act took so much energy, that it scared him, but he refused to let it show on his face, lest he frighten Rose. "So, are we still using last names, or what? It's been a really long time since I heard 'Malfoy' roll of your lips."

"Yea, I guess it has. First and last time was back in Second Year, right? Why was that again, Malfoy?" Rose teased, acting like she had forgotten, when in reality she remembered every moment spent with the man in front of her. None the less, she wanted to make sure he remembered.

"Come on, Weasley," Scorpius teased back. "It was our first Quidditch game against each other, and someone was threatened they would lose. So this said someone, started the whole last name usage," Scorpius smirked at her annoyed face.

"Yea, that's exactly, how it happened. Of course it is," Rose replied, sarcasm dripping into ever word. But before Scorpius could retort, she added, "Ok, so I did start it, but only because you were being such a jerk. Kept telling me that you hoped I would get hit with a bludger. You were the one who was threatened, and rightfully so. I did kick your arse!"

Whilst they continued to tease each other, Scorpius flew back through the years, back to Second Year.