"What are we going to do about Rose?"

The girl in question barely heard her cousin over the rushing in her ears. Seated on the ledge in the prefect's bath, the water only rose up to her shoulders, but she was drowning. Completely dragged under a wave a lust unlike anything she'd ever felt before.

When she'd been unfortunately dumped into the water mere seconds, seconds, before finding her release, she'd only felt a rush of shock, anger and misplaced betrayal. How DARE he drop her in the pool without giving her an orgasm… But then, she reasoned, it wasn't his fault that her idiot cousin had barged in.

Now, she supposed, she just had to wait for Scorpius to get rid of him. And while she was fully aware that it might take a while (her cousin had his mother's tenacity), she had to admit that at least the view was spectacular. Scorpius shuffled forward in the water and his leg bumped hers, sending tingles down her responsive body.

Scorpius Malfoy, in all his glory, naked, hard, and hers. She licked her lips and imagined she was licking him.

"Oh, stop fidgeting…" Albus continued. Rose kept an ear out, but her gaze was riveted on the man in front of her.

Merlin, he must put in extra quidditch practices. Their trysts were usually hurried and in dark corners of the castle. So, Rose had never really had the chance to stare unabashedly… she took the opportunity to do so now.

She swallowed, taking in his lean frame and muscled torso. Just minutes ago she'd been pressed up against him fully, working herself against his fingers. She squeezed her legs together, feeling a rush of warmth as her body demanded to be taken care of. Taken care of in a way that only Scorpius had mastered.

She swallowed again, feeling her whole body flush. Scor could get her there. He got her there every time. She bit her lip remembering just how close she'd been to orgasm only moments ago. Her hand moved to her breast of its own volition, and she peeked up at him, remembering what his mouth felt like moving on her nipples. She nearly groaned.

She squeezed her breast roughly, pinching her nipple, and Scorpius chose that exact moment to look down at her. His gaze immediately leapt back above the water line, but there was no disguising his body's reaction. His stomach tightened and his cock jerked. Fascinated, Rose couldn't stop herself from reaching forward and running her fingers lightly over the head.

SMACK!

Rose jumped slightly in the water, and peeked up at Scorpius. His jaw clenched at the feeling of her fingers. Her hand closed around him under the water.

SMACK! He slapped the tile again as his hips jerked involuntarily into her grip. He was gorgeous, his body tight as he teetered on the knife-edge of his infamous, ever-present self-control. Rose was the only one who ever made him lose that control. She could make him forget himself completely.

The thought had her squeezing her thighs together harder and rubbing her hand down her body to brush between her legs. God, how long was Albus going to be there. He needed to go and he needed to go NOW.

"What are we going to do about Rose?" Somewhere in the back of her head she heard Al ask again. She didn't pay attention. Her hand roamed back up her body to circle her nipple, and Scorpius's gaze crashed into hers once more.

Above her, Scorpius leaned further into the wall and sighed, closing his eyes. She watched his eyes open, her hand moving on his penis slowly. Their gazes caught, and she nearly lost her breath at the intensity of his eyes on hers. He watched her for a beat, but it seemed like it lasted an eternity.

A second later, he sighed again, roughly, leveraging his body up right and using the movement to bring his hand below water, stopping her movements on his body.

"I'm not having this conversation with you again, Al."

Rose blinked and froze at the steely tone of his voice. He sounded suddenly… icy. He moved his arm again - casually, it might seem to Al - down to catch her hand in his. The hand that she'd previously had on his cock. He leaned down to rest one of his upper arms against the side of the pool – casually – and she blinked in surprise when he used the movement to lace his fingers through hers in the water.

To Al, it looked merely like he was slumped against the bath.

"I don't know why you're so set on allowing her to do this!" Al protested. Scorpius shook his head and squeezed her fingers lightly in the water, still looking across the room at their best friend. Rose simply sat, dumbfounded at his odd actions… at Al's bizarre words…

"She's going to-" Al started.

"She's not going to," Scorpius barked, making Rose start next to him. Above her, Scor was glaring daggers at Al. "She's going to be perfectly fine. And quite honestly, the fact that you've somehow got it in your head that she will be anything other than fine is ludicrous."

"It's not-" Al began again.

"IT IS," Scorpius thundered. Silence echoed in the bathroom after his outburst.

Rose still didn't know what the hell was happening. All thoughts of sex were gone from her mind as she sat in the water, hand clutched in Scorpius's, listening to her two best friends fight more intensely than they had ever before. Over her. But why?

"What if she's not cut out to be an Auror?" Al's voice rang softly from across the room, and Rose's face crumbled. Her cousin didn't think she was cut out for her chosen profession. What she'd wanted to do since she was three and knew what an Auror even was… She felt suddenly cold.

Scorpius stood upright and let go of her hand suddenly, swiping it across the water, causing a wave to splash across the floor near Al's feet.

"She's cut out to do whatever the bloody hell she wants, Al," Scorpius's voice was biting, filled with rage. "Yes, it might be dangerous. We've always known it might be dangerous. And quite frankly, I'm done talking about this."

"You know that job offer she got from the ministry is perfectly fine-"

Here, Scorpius scoffed.

"Perfectly awful, you mean," he responded, placing his hands defensively on his hips. "You think it's safer for her, but she'd keel over within the first week of boredom. Al, she's going to be an Auror. That's that."

Rose pursed her lips together in the water to keep herself from yelling out, "Hear, hear!" After the initial shock of Al's unsupportive comments wore off, she now just felt anger. Anger and…. An overwhelming and all-encompassing love for her best friend, who was standing up for her to her own family.

"It's not that I think she can't do it…I'm terrified something's going to happen to her," Albus spoke quietly from his bench by the door. Scorpius breathed out heavily and he dropped his hands from his hips.

"I know you are," he responded, also quiet. "I am, too."

Rose blinked at the admission. She reached up to clasp his hand again with hers underwater. Scorpius gripped her fingers roughly, squeezing, and interlaced their fingers again, out of sight from Al.

"You'll take care of her, won't you? You'll be with her," Al insisted.

"I'm right beside her," Scorpius said. "She won't need taking care of." He paused and his lips lifted in a small smile. "If anything, she'll need to take care of me. I'll be so busy screwing new recruits, someone will have to remind me to show up for drills."

Rose enjoyed watching him struggle to maintain a straight face as she squeezed his fingers as hard as she could. Across the room, Albus laughed, and it echoed across the tile.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, sighing. "Fine, I see you're not going to be any help with this. Again. I'll leave you to your weird, girly bath."

From her perch in the water, Rose heard the bench creak as Al rose to leave. She perked up ever so slightly, and Scorpius nudged her foot underwater, wiggling his toes playfully against her ankle.

Rose began to grin, watching his penis harden once more from where it had become soft in the water. He was so going to get rewarded for standing up for her… She almost huffed in frustration when Albus's voice called out again.

"You know last week…" Al started out. Above her, Scorpius's eyebrows rose and his foot stilled below the water. "When you said she'd make the best Auror since my dad - since Harry Potter…. You really meant that, didn't you?"

Rose's eyes grew round as saucers. Scorpius took a depth breath and his cheeks turned just the slightest bit pink.

"I did."

"Yeah, she probably will, won't she?" Albus responded, sounding heavy and thoughtful.

"Just don't overthink it, Al," Scorpius said. "We'll be fine."

Rose saw Scorpius execute some sort of manly nod/chin maneuver, which she assumed her cousin returned, and the door to the bathroom shut with a dull thud. Before she could move, Scorpius launched himself out of the water and padded wetly across the room.

Rose stood and turned to see him grab his wand from where it was sitting on his clothes. Her mouth lifted into a smile as he performed every single locking or determent enchantment they'd ever been taught.

"Fucking Al," he muttered, tossing his wand back on the clothes. He turned and walked, sliding back into the warm water, eyeing Rose warily where she stood with her arms wrapped around herself. She was eyeing him back.

They stood in silence for a moment before he took a step towards her, reaching one hand out slightly. He hand dropped as she took a step back, retreating from him for the first time in the seven years they'd known each other.

"Did you mean that?" Her voice was soft, but strong. Just like her, Scor thought. He nodded.

"Of course." He didn't try to make light of it, or break the tension with a joke. The air around them thickened at the meaningful words.

"That's not the first time you and Al have had that conversation," she said. He nodded again.

"He's just worried about you-"

"I know he is. How long has he been talking to you about it?" She cut him off and tightened her arms around herself.

"Fifth year history with Professor Binns… He had a hard time once he really learned about what his dad and your family went through in the war during fifth year history…." Scorpius started, raking a hand through his damp hair in frustration. "He's gotten really vocal about it this past year. I think…I'm not sure. Maybe he thought that you'd change your mind this year and follow in your mum's footsteps."

"He's an idiot," Rose scoffed. "There's nothing remotely close to a war happening right now."

"Yes, I've told him several times," Scorpius's tone turned to a light drawl and he moved towards her in the water. "Never seems to stick, though. He's got horrible Weasley traits. Thick-headed, stubborn, know-it-all-"

"Those are Potter traits, not Weasley," Rose cut him off, slightly petulant. He stood in front of her now and wrapped his arms around her waist. She allowed him to pull her closer.

"Ah, yes," he said, fingers rubbing in small circles on her waist. "My mistake, of course." He raised an eyebrow at her playfully. She bit her lip, peering up at him.

"Scor," She murmured softly.

"Rosie, don't," he spoke just as softly. "You were never meant to hear any of that. I'm sorry that you did."

"I'm glad I heard it. You stood up for me, you… you believe in me."

"Of course I believe in you, you raving lunatic," he kept his voice light. "You're my best friend." He looked at her with a furrowed brow, as if that were supposed to end the conversation.

She stared at him for a long moment before her hands slid up his arms, across his shoulders, and finally up to cup his face in her palms.

"Scor, I need to say something."

Scorpius swallowed, lifting his hands to encircle her wrists. Holding her hands to his face, he angled his head down obligingly, waiting for her to speak. She licked her lips before she continued.

"I know that what we're doing here… You and me…It's not…I don't want it to… influence what I'm about to say…I… I just love you." She shrugged a delicate shoulder at the admission. "I love you so much, you're my best friend and I… Don't freak out or anything, because I'm not…saying this in a romantic way… or anything…"

"I know," he said, giving her wrists a squeeze. "I love you, too." He leaned forward to rest his forehead on hers.

They stood like that for a moment in silence, faces pressed close. It was Rose who broke the quiet moment.

"Scorpius."

"Yes?"

"We're having a very nice moment here."

"Yes, this is very nice."

"Scorpius."

"Mmm?"

"This is a very nice, friendly moment, that we're having here…"

"Mmm…As your friend, I should probably tell you that your tits look fantastic from this angle."

"Is that why you're suddenly harder than one of Hagrid's rock cakes?"

"Well, yes, that might have something to do with it. That, and the fact that you're naked. In the prefect's bath. This has the potential to fulfill one of my favorite fantasies of all time."

Rose stepped back suddenly.

"Aha!" She laughed pointing at him. "I knew it! 'Oh Rose, you were practically beg-ging. I was just huuuumoring you.'" She mocked his careless drawl as he began to chuckle in front of her.

"I knew you wanted this just as much as I did! HA!"

Scorpius began to laugh in earnest, and picked her up from the water. She wrapped her legs around him again as he walked them back to the side of the bath.

"You've found me out, Rosie!" He told her, lifting, then setting her down on side of the pool so that her feet dangled in the water. He peppered kisses across her face and neck, ignoring when she squealed at the cold tile against her skin. "Big secret, too. Getting a gorgeous girl alone in the prefect's bath? No one's ever wanted that before. I must be the first."

Rose bit her lip when his mouth moved down to her breasts and she tightened her legs around his waist.

"You're the first to get me alone in the prefect's bath," she moaned, sliding her hand down his body to once more stroke his cock.

"Oh Good Merlin that's hot," his head tipped back on his neck and he thrust helplessly into her hand. "I'm going to fuck you where no one has ever before. When you're in the prefect's bath, you're mine. No one else can touch you here, Rose… In here you're mine…" He broke off on a guttural groan as she ran her thumb along the crest of his penis.

"Holy fuck, THAT is hot," she whispered, dragging his head down to hers. Their lips and tongues tangled together in a kiss that left both of them panting. Scorpius slid his hand along her thigh to delve into her hot folds and she cried out against his mouth, tightening her hand on his member.

Their hips moved in unison. Rose reached down to add a second hand to her ministrations, making Scorpius moan and buck into her grip. He pressed his thumb into her, sweeping in circles meant to make her lose her mind.

"You deserve a blow job," she told him, arching her back and straining to get closer to him.

"Okay," he replied. He surged out of the water and slid her up underneath him, bringing them both fully out of the water.

"Omigod," she grabbed onto his shoulders and laid back on the tile. "Twelve blowjobs."

"Okay." His voice was rough as he pressed his hips to hers. His fingers dug into her waist as he ground her into his erection. He lowered his mouth to hers again, devouring while she wriggled beneath him, fighting for the friction that drove her wild. He grabbed her leg at the knee and brought it to his waist. She cried out against his mouth when he sought her entrance.

He tore his mouth away from hers, looking down to watch his dick slide up and down her slick folds.

"I'll take an IOU on those blowjobs, Rosie," he rasped, grabbing her hand when she would have reached down to take him inside her. Their fingers interlaced and his eyes sought hers once more. "Right now I just want to be buried so far inside you neither of us can remember our own names."

She swallowed and nodded mutely working her hips against his, still searching…seeking…

They groaned in unison when he sunk into her. He flexed his free hand against her hip and surged inside her completely. Both her knees came around his waist and he pumped into her in a steady rhythm.

"Scor… Mmmmmm that's so good… so…" Rose sighed into his ear, causing his hand to clench around his where their fingers were connected. He shifted the angle of his hips to hit her at that perfect spot and she cried out beneath him.

"So… so… so…" she whimpered, her hips moving in sync with his. "Scorpius I'm so close."

Above her, Scorpius growled. He scooped his arm under her and lifted her hips to his. Rose screamed as the new angle lit a spark inside her, making her tighten around him.

"Yes, love," he groaned, hips moving steadily as he waited for her to finish. She was close, he could feel it. "Fuck, you feel so good, Rosie…Merlin, right there…"

Rose was incoherent underneath him and she panted his name again and again as she came. He thrust once, twice, then followed her into ecstasy.