-AN This is my first attempt at writing a lemon. If it bothers you, skip down to the line break. Thanks for reading!
Scorpius was completely frozen. Rose saw his eyes were widened in shock.
'Oh shit,' thought Rose. 'I made a mistake'. She began to pull away from him so that she could apologize for her advances but her retreat was halted when Scorpius wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and held her in place.
His lips began to devour hers. Rose's eyes slid shut and she fought for dominance in the kiss. Their lips moved against one another's with enough force to bruise. Their teeth smashed together in a frenzy of unbridled passion. His hand weaved into Rose's carefully crafted coif and ripped her wild curls loose. Her nails scraped at his scalp in an attempt to bring him in closer.
Scorpius pulled away from her lips and Rose began to protest. Her cry was caught on her tongue when his mouth latched itself onto the crook of her neck. His teeth nipped at the sensitive skin and his tongue lathed the surface to sooth her. The conflicting sensations were driving Rose out of her mind. She was panting like an animal in heat.
Rose drove her hands underneath his dress robes and removed the offending article of clothing. She was startled when she felt her back being pressed up against a solid surface; he had walked her backwards so that she was now trapped between the wall and his hard body. Rose moaned wantonly and threw her head further back to give him more access to continue is work. She wondered why she had wasted years not going after this gorgeous man. He was playing her body like a fiddle and they had barely gotten started.
She involuntarily shuddered at the wonderful sensations passing through her body. He grasped at her hip and she lifted her leg up to wrap around his strong thigh. She could feel his arousal pressing into her through many layers of clothing. Wetness was beginning to pool between her thighs. Rose ground down onto him to relieve some of the pressure that was starting to overwhelm her. Scorpius growled and bit down hard on the place where he had been suckling.
"Fuck," Rose screamed out as her marked her. "More, I need more".
Scorpius placed both his hands under her arse and lifted her off the ground. She assisted by wrapping both of her long legs around his waist, her beautiful dress now bunch up around her thighs. Rose thought that he would be able to feel her arousal soaking into his dress shirt from this position. He carried her to the couch and laid her down beneath him. Her thighs cradled his narrow hips as their most intimate parts aligned. His mouth returned to her lips with blistering urgency. One of his hands moved to cup and knead her breast through the fabric of her gown. She arched her back as her nipple pebbled to a razor sharp point under his ministrations. Rose felt like she was burning up and rolled her hips up to meet his hardness.
"Scorp, please," she begged. She wasn't aware of exactly what she was begging for but she needed more before the flames consumed her. "Unnnh, Scorpius!"
At the sound of his name, it was a like a spell over Scorpius had been broken. He flew off Rose in a flash. "Oh, Rose!," he cried, "I never should have done that. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."
"What?! Scorpius I want this! I want you. I was trying to tell you earlier but I couldn't find the words," Rose rushed. "Please Scorp!" She stood from the couch and placed her hand on his chest.
"No," he muttered, shook his head and took a step away from her, "You can't want this with me. You're Rose."
Rose was beginning to come back to her senses from the lust induced fog. She felt her anger bubbling beneath the surface. "Don't presume to tell me what I want," she gritted out. "Please, Scorp. I'm telling you that I want you. And from what was happening earlier, I can tell you want me too. So just give in to what we both want and fuck me."
"NO!" Scorpius roared, "I can't do that. Not with you!"
"Not with me?" Rose asked, "What the hell is the matter with me? You screwed your way through half of our year at Hogwarts and plenty of witches at Ilvermorny. Why not me? Am I not pretty enough for you?"
"Don't start with that self-conscious shit, Rose. That's not what I meant," Scorpius demanded. "You're doing this because the wedding. You don't actually want to. It's just because of the romance of the evening. You're a relationship type of girl. You don't just have one night flings."
"You arrogant arse-hole!" Rose screamed. "You don't know anything about what is going on. I don't want only one night with you. I wanted you before tonight and I'm going to want you after tonight!"
"You don't know that, love," Scorpius said gently. "Please let me do the gentlemanly thing and stop this before you regret it later on."
"I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU BLOODY IMBECILE!" Rose raged. "I won't regret a thing."
Scorpius looked at the ground and mumbled something under his breath. "What did you just say?!" Rose demanded.
"It's nothing, love," Scorpius tried to deflect.
"STOP CALLING ME THAT! TELL ME WHAT YOU SAID!" Rose was losing her tentative hold on control. She shook with barely restrained fury.
"I said," Scorpius ground out, "that I would regret it. I can't just fuck you, Rose".
Rose felt her heart stop for a moment as she processed his words. He'd regret being with her. Her anger left in an instant and was instead replaced with despair. "So I'm good enough to be your friend, but not anything more. You're a fucking bastard".
"You're more than enough, Rose. It's not you, it's me, love," Scorpius pleaded with her to understand.
"Are you really going to use that line on me now, Scorpius?! It's not you, it's me?" Rose was fighting back tears. "You can't even be honest with me?"
"Please, Rose," Scorpius tried to look into her eyes but she adamantly refused to meet his gaze. "I can't do this with you. You can't love me. You need more than what I can give you now".
A sob ripped itself from Rose's throat. She hated for anyone to see her cry, "Just go Scorpius. I thought I knew you, but I was wrong. I don't want to see you anymore." Rose had never felt more defeated in her life. Scorpius reached out to try to grasp her hand and she recoiled at the touch. The fiery trail that his fingers had caused just an hour early was now ice cold. "GO!" Rose bellowed.
Scorpius backed away from Rose. "I'm so sorry, love. Someday you'll understand why. I'm going back to Boston. You won't have to see me again". With that, Scorpius stepped into the fireplace and flooed away.
Rose was left all alone. She collapsed to the floor and let her tears fall. She screamed out in agony as she felt her heart being ripped in two. How could she have been so stupid to fall in love? How could she have listened to her family? They had been so sure that Scorpius had returned Rose's feelings. But they were wrong and now everything was ruined.
She had lost her best friend. Things could never return to how they had been before this evening. She would never be able to think of him again without recalling the sting of rejection and the look of pity he gave her. 'You stupid girl', she thought, 'how could you get so carried away?'
He had been right about one thing. It was possible to get caught up in the romance of a wedding. What else could explain the way he kissed her? He only turned her away when he realized who she was. He forgot for a moment that she wasn't one of his slags and was going to give in to passion. It was bullshit that he claimed that he was the problem. He clearly had an issue with being with Rose.
Rose cursed Lily for playing the trick at the hen night. Rose was convinced that she wouldn't have realized her attraction for Scorpius had it not been for her cousin's interference. She could have lived on in blissful ignorance and then none of this would have happened. She'd be joking around with her best friend right now and not weeping on the floor.
She was angry with herself for listening to Newt Scamander tonight. The old man had claimed to see something in Scorpius's eyes that could not have been there. Maybe it was true that Scorpius did love her, but it was only as a friend. What did Newt know anyway? He had just met them. Sure he had guessed at Rose's feelings correctly, but he was very wrong about Scorpius. Rose would never have kissed him tonight if the idea wasn't put in her head by the crazy old man.
Lastly, Rose cursed Scorpius. How dare he lie to her? Even though it killed her, Rose would have to accept that she just wasn't enough for him. She was just plain Rose Weasley. She was meant to be with someone equally plain. But why did Scorpius have to lie to her? He physically had wanted to fuck her; there could be no doubt about his bodily reactions early. But he turned her away when she called out to him. She had to be the problem. And then he had the audacity to claim that she would understand someday. She didn't think she'd ever be able to forgive him for being so callous.
After what seemed like eons, Rose's eyes began to dry. She doubted that she had more tears to cry. Rose knew that she shouldn't be alone tonight. She dragged herself over to her fireplace to make a call. Moments later, Hermione Granger-Weasley stepped into her living room.
With one glance at her daughter, Hermione knew that something terrible had happened. "Oh, Rose," she whispered and pulled her daughter close. Rose dissolved in another round of tears and sobbed into her mother's shoulder. Her whole body shook with spasms of misery.
Hermione held her tight and muttered reassuring words that everything was going to be alright. Rose knew that her brilliant mother was wrong this time. Nothing would be alright.
-AN2 Lots of angst this chapter. Who else wants to slap Scorpius silly?