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Chapter 7.

All souls eve.

The castle was dark, Rose walked towards the great hall, she and her friends took a long time to get ready for the all souls ball. They would commemorate the spirits who had shed their bodies to become entities living next to the living. Some off them safely passed on as others remained bound to earth and the place where they sometimes violently came to their end. The ghosts of Hogwarts insisted it should be a grand feast, they didn't want the living pity them but celebrate them as part of their lives.

Rose had a form hugging long black dress as tradition required, but with a twist, it was haltered dress a very deep cutback, hiding her buttocks, but barely, a long slit ending mid thigh, her hair pinned back. She felt beautiful and a bit wicked, her back hidden inside her cloak, she knew it was deep, but others couldn't see it. If only Scorpius got a hint he'd go bezirk, their relationship developed. Scorpius grew more possessive as the weeks went past, following her every move when they weren't together, she could sense he wanted to be near her as much as possible, other males looking at her angered him, he couldn't act on it, they were a closed watched secret. His house members knew something was up but couldn't prove it.

Rose walked towards the great hall, it was beautifully decorated, they opted for a Mexican theme this year, detailed Sugar skull faces painted on faces, the girls had floral and sweet colours, most boys opted for more darker, scary faces. But even some of them had more colourful painted faces.

Rose walked towards her room mates, they all looked beautiful, they painted each others faces and had fun doing so. Rose asked for a black and red Sugar skull face, the red should reflect her hair colour, glancing at the mirror looking at a hint of her skull shining through, imagining how she looked when her spirit had left her bones, hopefully when she was old and wrinkled, living a full life. Evenings like this made her bubbly, aware of being amongst the living, but also bringing her close to her own mortality.

Professor Mc Ghonogall clapped her hands, asking for everybody's attention, welcoming students and ghost to the party, thanking the latter for organising a dance to commemorate their passing.

She instructed the students to get into two circles , outer circle boys and outer girls, facing each other. The dance was a formal one, every child knew the steps, it was a common dance in the Wizarding world, originating from times when wizards needed to go into hiding, they would dance in the woods at first, but as their community became more organised and they settled into Wizarding villages the dances were a way to celebrate their new established world. Rose loved this dance, she would always dance with her father, his strength always reassuring all would be well.

Rose tried to crane her neck inconspicuously, trying to locate Scorpius, tonight was the night, houses sort of mingled, even when the Slytherins would participate in the dance but stayed aloof, not interacting socially.

Yes there he was, not directly in front of her, but three boys down the row. His platinum blond hair slicked back, his posture regal, his face painted with a blackened skull, his natural high cheekbones enhancing the painting on his face, to her he looked even more handsome and mysterious than he all ready was.

Scorpius eyes, landed on Rose beautifully painted face a large emerald green rose pinned inside her curls, complementing each other. Red and green, a bold statement on her part, a symbol to what they had. A thine smile appeared on his face, his eyes wandering down her, neck, lingering on her generous cleavage, down to her waist and lower part. As all dancers stood in line he could see her leg and knee peeking from the dress. Nice, very much so.

Rose felt heat spread from her face downwards, she felt lucky that make up covered her face, her blush hidden behind white paint. It was clear to her how Scorpius felt about her, his eyes approvingly raking her silhouette.

The music started playing, Rose folded her hands behind her back, taking a step towards the boy in front of her, Albus. She forgot all about him, but his unmistakingly black mop of hair and glasses, sending a pang of recognition and regret. He was always her favourite cousin, but she hadn't given him as much time as she used to.

Slowly the group took another step towards the middle, the boys and girls noses almost touching. "Albus." Rose acknowledged her cousin, "Rose."he grinned back at her.

They were good, Rose sighed, he wasn't angry with her, she could feel it, she felt a bit less anxious now. Letting a breath escape her lips, on the next pause of music, the all took two steps left, skipping a boy, leaving her opposite Scorpius.

His eyes darkened considerably, as his gaze penetrated her green eyes, he could drown in them right then and there, her form was stunning, the black fabric didn't hide her curves whatsoever, he wanted to wrap her inside his robes, concealing her from view. He had trouble not salivating, his heart thudded in his chest, she was breath taking, her neck showing as her hair was pinned back, the green rose in her hair there for his benefit. He wanted to pull her into his chest and snog the living daylights out of her. But he stayed cool, not showing his true colours in public.

Rose watched the torment in Scorpius eyes, her hand shot up, holding it in place as the dance required, a moment later, Scorpius placed his palm against hers, placing his thumb on the back of her hand, stepping between her legs. Bringing their arms above their heads, making her twirl around him, her eyes didn't leave his as she slowly danced around him, ending back to back, walking bach towards their line. Scorpius courtly nodded at her as the dance required. The same movement continuing with other dancers. When the music stopped they were excused, a more upbeat music followed as the formal dance ended. All the boys and girls erupting into a more modern type of dance.

Rose walked towards the drinks table, she felt absolutely parched. Rose took a glass from the table, reminiscing feeling his fingers on her back as she twirled around him, his fingers linger a bit longer on her lower back than was custom. She smiled wickedly, remembering the feeling that had shot down to her lower regions when her touched, her. She never had his fingers on her flesh before, it made her erupt in all kinds of feelings, one of them telling her she lusted after him. Rose watched the mass of limbs jumping to the beat of the music in front of her. Trying to locate said blond. Failing at it, instead her cousin walked up to her.

"Rose." He said as he stood next to her. "You look pretty tonight. Made a special effort?" He asked her.

"Uhm, maybe." She said uncertain.

"Well be careful, moving inside a snake pit never did anyone any good." He said to a struck face. He didn't mean to be vicious, he wanted her safe.

"Thanks for warning me, but I believe I'll be al right Albus." She patted his arm, now if you'll excuse me." Rose walked away, she loved Albus like a brother, but she didn't want to deal with his snide remarks just now, she wanted her happy thoughts more than anything.

Rose leaned against a column watching the happy crowd, occasionally a ghost floated into and out of the dancing mob. Rose smiled, it looked funny from where she stood.

"Don't turn around." A familiar voice whispered from behind her, sending tingles up her spine. The hairs in the back of her neck, tugging at her skin, a rush of warmth crashing over breasts, sharpening her senses. Scorpius, stood behind her, so close, she could smell and almost feel him. She felt him tug her robes, his hand slipping behind her back, his finger traced her spine downwards, making her shiver. "Now, if I ever saw a dress like this." He drawled, not trying to mask his husky tone, lusting after it. "Mmmmm, so who inspired you to pick this particular dress, or do you always wear these kinds off clothes?" He drawled. His finger ending down her spine, above the hem of the thin voile.

"I'm wearing this for my boyfriend." Rose said more breathily then intended.

"Mmmm, lucky boy." Scorpius traced his hand back up, counting, remembering every bone in her spine.

"So, we need to gather some ingredients tonight, you remembered right, the moon new. Ingredients will be enhanced if not changed properties." He whispered, breaking the palpable situation, he wanted to take her away from here so he could have her to himself. Being near her was enough he didn't need anything else from her.

"Ok let me change." Rose said.

"Ne keep it like this." Scorpius said, he wanted too see her in the moonlight dressed like this. "We'll charm the dress so you won't trip over. Take your shoes of walk barefooted, we'll charm them too."

Rose knew what charms he meant, Merlin she liked walking bare footed it made her feel connected.

Scorpius disappeared into the shadows behind the pillar, He and Rose agreed their meeting point. Rose felt anticipation in her stomach, Scorpius looked so dashing in his dress robes, from how they were tailored she could have easily recognised him if it wasn't for those deep grey eyes, shining brightly for her.

Rose walked to the wooden bridge, Scorpius stood there in the dark. As Rose came close he took her hand in his, they walked silently towards the forest. Scorpius lead her deep into the forrest as he was sure some of their potion class would be out there foraging for their potions, he wanted Rose alone.

The moon shined brightly, like it was cheering them on. Rose looked up to Scorpius, his face still eerily painted, his blond hair lighting up a like a beacon, robes bellowing behind him, he was the most handsome creature she'd ever come across. He skipped over a large tree trunk on the other side he held his arms up for Rose too hold, she wasn't having it. Rose stood atop the dead tree trunk glaring down at him. Scorpius watched her as her hair stood out, fiery red, it seemed like it was on fire. She jumped beside him, "I'm not that breakable you now." She said somewhat angrily.

"Oh, don't be like this Flower." Scorpius said, a hint of amusement in his voice, angering her even more.

"And don't call me flower every time." Rose tried to walk on but was stopped in her tracks as Scorpius held her by her arm, he pulled her into his chest, he tilted her head towards him, his lips found hers, he kissed her delicately. Rose heart fluttered, he was so soft so sweet to her, she regretted no one but her knew this side. He pulled his head back; "you will be the undoing off me witch." He said sincerely as he nuzzled her.

"Scorpius stop it. You're not getting of this easily, you always treat me like this vulnerable breakable porcelain doll." She huffed, trying to wriggle out from his arms.

Scorpius tried not too laugh, she was so endearing when angered, her nose crinkled.

"Don't laugh at me you, you... Insufferable Malfoy." Rose was getting annoyed. "Don't you dare make fun off me."

"I'm not making fun of you baby." Scorpius smiled again. "Your nose crinkles when angry, I love that. And your not breakable, I know, but I want to treat my Lady with respect." He cooed. Oh how he wanted her in his arms, kissing her lights out.

Rose watched the moon light dance in his eyes, he was sincere, she could tell. "Well treating me with respect is not acting like I'm made of thin glass, you know." Her voice sounded less angry.

"Okay, Flower." He said as he leaned down again, ready to kiss her.

Rose felt the same, as she stood on her tippy toes, trying to kiss him back, but he swept her up, holding her bridal style, he walked them into a clearing covered with moss. Scorpius drew a bubble of warmth around them as he set set her back down, unfastening her robes, he wanted to see her in the moonlight, feeling her dress would be something else.

Rose shivered but not from the cold, it was Scorpius breathing heavily as he sized her up.

Gods, she was so perfect, her painted face allowing more frailty than she usually looked, her fine bone structure in her face enhanced by the white and black make up. "My perfect flower." He sighed.

Rose heart overflowed as she felt his eyes on her silhouette , heat warming her bare skin, not from his heat- charm but his gaze alone, making her feel like she was aflame. She moved against him her arms around his neck, moving to kiss him again, foraging could wait, the night just starting.

Scorpius pulled her flush against his body, he could feel her body through her thin dress, he felt his stomach flip, he never felt remotely like this before, the fiery red head made him feel more alive than anyone else before. He didn't want to but something down demanded attention, he didn't want to give into it, he never cared about a girl before, usually he fucked them without caring or feeling for them, Rose was different, he wanted her desperately, but he could wait. Kissing her, having her close to him, spending time was enough for now. He knew she was a virgin, he didn't want to soil her. She should have someone take it, who was worthy, which he felt he wasn't. She was pure, good, he bad to the core. His thoughts startled as Rose unfastened his robes, her hand at the back of his head, entwining her fingers with his hair, her kiss more demanding, going deeper. Her fingers, tugging at his bow tie. Scorpius hand moved over hers stopping her. He stopped kissing her; "Rose, don't please. You don't have to_" He whispered, looking down into her green eyes, he saw teary eyes.

"I...I...want you Scorpius, I...please make love to me." She said as her fingers went on removing his tie, flicking his buttons, her hand making contact with his chest.

The palm of her hand burning his skin, electricity sizzling in the air as their eyes were locked.

She pressed a kiss on his jaw, another on his throat, the next one on his collar bone. "Please Scorpius I love you so much, I need to be close to you." Her fingers went on unbuttoning his shirt. Scorpius felt conflicted, he wanted her desperately too, but they were in a forrest for crying out loud, he couldn't do that to her. He stopped her even when it ached him to do so.

"Scorpius?." She sighed. "Please, don't you want me? Am I...not ...good enough?" A tear left her eye. Her heart thudded, her ears ringing, she wanted him close, so much.

"Are you sure? ... Here?" His thumb on her lower lip, his hands on her jaw his fingers cupping the back of her head.

Rose nodded, continuing as her hands unbuttoned his trousers, dropping them.

"I want it to, my flower." He leaned back into her, kissing her lightly, his hand moving towards the halter of her dress, moving it over her head, revealing her breasts, she was so beautiful, her dusky light pink nipples taut, leaning down on them, taking one in his mouth, he stepped out of his shoes and trousers. He picked her up again, laying her down on his robes, worshipping her beautiful breasts, kneading them alternating between them, gently sucking her flesh.

Rose looked down , caressing his hair, she wanted this desperately, like her tea leaves predicting it. Two lovers during a new moon in the forrest. A gentle loving boy, or rather man. He removed her dress, his hand sliding down between them, cupping her sex. O Merlin she was wet, her flesh throbbing with want for him, she felt him stroke the fabric, her back arched, his hand between her legs, it felt more than good. "Please kiss me." She whispered.

Scorpius moved his face towards her, she was crying, should he stop? "Do you want me to stop, Flower you're crying." He hated tears, more so because Rose meant so much.

"Tears of joy." Rose answered, kissing him again, her hand moving over his as she guided him towards her entrance, she wanted to feel him inside her.

Rose was so wet, his length throbbed, pressing against the inside of his silk boxers, feeling her hip bone. Rose tugged at his underwear, removing them.

He trailed kisses down her throat, kissing her collar bone, her breasts, her stomach, moving down to her pube, she smelled sweet, luring him in. He hooked his fingers under her lace knickers, he went between her legs as he removed the fabric to her ankles. He went kissed her hip and surprised her by going between her legs, opening her labia with his tongue.

"Oh, Merlin?." Rose cried, what in Morgana's name was he doing, surely boys didn't do that? But Scorpius did, she felt his tongue inside her, it was too much al ready, making her explode rinto an pleasure filled wave, seeing stars like she never did before, her own hands never make her feel these things.

Scorpius smirked against her wet labia, her muscles clenching around his tongue, her womb contracting, she tried to squeeze his head, she was the most gratifying witch he ever encountered. He trailed kisses back up, her fingers entangled in his hair, goose flesh spread across her skin. He reached her mouth, her eyes glazed over, still riding her wave. Milking his tongue when he kissed her.

Her hand went towards his groin, cupping his hardened dick, "Please Scorpius now."

"It 'll hurt Flower." He searched her eyes, she pleaded him with her green emeralds. He leaned down, her hands trying to remove his shirt, she wanted to feel all off him. Scorpius was reluctant, his tattoos bothering him. He couldn't prevent her from removing it.

He leaned on his elbows a he parted her legs, moving his length against her sweet centre, slowly pushing in, his eyes never leaving her gaze, he wanted to take her with minimal pain, feeling her barrier as he pushed deeper. Oh my fuck, she so tight, he feared hurting her, pain flashing across her face, she whinged as he moved. "Good girl, my sweet." He encouraged her.

Rose felt him push against her hymen, it hurt, it was more like a discomfort , as he pushed through she felt a sharp sting in her abdomen as he went deep inside her, it lasted a short period of time, but the mere notion of having him so close whispering sweet words enough to dull the pain, she started crying when he moved slowly in and out. Pleasure filling her once again.

"My sweet witch." Rose gasped as he moved over her, Their coupling here in the woods under the stars made it very special, he knew how she felt about nature, creatures and stars. Scorpius felt liberated, his love went beyond his house colours, family name, it didn't count with her. Malfoy and Weasley no more, Rose and Scorpius joined in love. He erupted inside her, giving her a last thrust, they came together.

She felt him shoot his warm semen inside her, adding to a building wave, she came again, her fingers digging into his shoulders, touching his tattoos, she cried his name as his darkness touched her soul again. Images of his ghosts penetrating her skull. Causing her to black out.

Scorpius watched her become rigid as she climaxed, her fingers touching his tattoo, hearing his grandfather cry out with pain as he filled the sweet girl with his relief. Her eyes closed her breath turned evenly, he slumped beside her, pulling her into his chest, wrapping his robes around hem.

"Scorpius I love you so much." She whispered in her slumber.