-AN This story is quickly coming to a close. Just one chapter left before the epilogue. I've got at least one outtake planned too. Thanks for reading!
I've started another story. If you enjoy reading Draco/Hermione tales, please give it a chance.
Rose woke feeling exceptionally satisfied and more than a bit sore. Camping out of the living room floor had left a crick in her spine and the blankets that Scorpius had transfigured to mimic a mattress had done little to assist. At least it was better that rug burn, she supposed.
Rose's eyes remained firmly shut as her body started coming to life. She left Scorpius's hard body flush against her backside. She could feel his semi-hard cock resisting against her arse; with a slight shift she knew he'd easily slide into her once more. One of his arms was slid under her neck and his bicep served as her pillow. The hand on the opposite arm was slowly tracing mindless designs on the soft flesh of her naked belly. Rose let out a small sigh of pleasure and attempted to fall back into blissful unconsciousness to get another few hours of much needed sleep.
"I know you're awake, love," Scorpius whispered into the back on her neck. His warm breath tickled the sensitive skin and Rose groaned.
"How do you always know?" Rose croaked. She licked her lips to try and relieve some of the dryness in her mouth.
Scorpius ran his free hand up her stomach to palm her breast. He tweaked her nipple and her breath hitched, "That's how. Your breathing changes when you wake up. Especially when you start responding to my touches".
"You're insatiable," Rose turned in his arms so that she was now facing him. Their noses touched as she leaned in for an easy, good morning kiss. Before things could become too heated, she pulled away.
"As are you, Rose," he grasped her left hand and raised it to his lips. The stones in her rings glinted in the early morning light. "Be honest, do you like this? If not, we can go pick something else out together".
Rose felt almost insulted on the ring's behalf. "Don't you dare, Scorp. It's stunning. Look at the way the emerald catches the light," Rose wiggled her fingers in the stream of light pouring in through the window. The jeweled prism refracted the light and practically glowed.
"It's not an emerald," Scorpius stated, "It's a diamond. I visited the Malfoy vaults a few weeks ago to find Leta's ring. It was a bit too old fashioned, but I worked with a jeweler to design this with the same green diamond. I had a bit of help from your mother".
"My mum helped you design my ring?" Rose asked. She could hardly be surprised at her mother's involvement.
Scorpius smirked, "She confronted me at Aunt Daph's wedding. I had only moments before decided that I was going to propose when she swept in. Are you sure she's not a Legilimens?" Scorpius asked and Rose shrugged. "No? Well, she volunteered to help in any way she could. She borrowed one of your other rings so that we could have it sized. She also set up a meeting between me and your dad so I could ask for your hand".
"You didn't have to do that, Scorp!" Rose always thought that particular tradition was a bit rubbish.
"I want to stay on your dad's good side, love," Scorpius claimed. "He can be terrifying. He said that if I ever hurt you in any way, no one would ever find my body. I believe him".
Rose laughed and shook her head, "Who else knows that you were planning on proposing?"
"Umm," Scorpius stalled. Rose arched an eyebrow at him. "The thing is I met with your dad at the Burrow and he wasn't exactly quiet about it".
Rose caught on to what he was saying, "So my entire family will be waiting to descend when we return to England?" Rose rolled her eyes. "I suppose your dad knew, too."
"Yeah," Scorpius admitted, "he set up the candles in the townhouse. That's why he spent the night at Burrough's. He knew what I was planning when we returned last night".
"Ah, that makes a lot more sense than Draco Malfoy agreeing to go on a hike," Rose grinned.
Scorpius chuckled, "Oh no. The hike is real. Dad grumbled about that. Burroughs promised to take pictures of the catastrophe waiting to happen".
Rose giggled, "So what are we doing today, Scorp? Please don't say there is a hike in our immediate future".
"As much as I'd love to keep you naked right here with me forever, we're meeting Dad, Burroughs, and Hill in Salem for lunch if that's OK with you?" Scorpius asked.
Rose nodded, "I'm fine with that. But first, maybe a shower? We both reek of sex and sweat".
The corner of Scorpius's mouth upturned in a smirk, "Only if you agree to join me". He quickly stood and pulled Rose into his arms. Rose's legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as her arms came to rest around his shoulders. His hands readjusted so that he was supporting her arse and he strode towards the bathroom.
Hours later, Rose and Scorpius apparated to a deserted alleyway in Salem. The air was a bit chilly for late May, so Rose had opted to wear jeans and a cream colored sweater instead of the sundress she had planned on. Scorpius wore jeans and a sky blue button up with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. When they landed in Salem, Scorpius threaded his right hand through her left and ran a finger along her ring.
"You don't know how much I love seeing my ring on your finger, Rose," he smiled.
They walked hand in hand to the small café where they would meet the group. A small bell tinkled above the door when the couple entered. Rose noticed three heads staring at them in expectation. Rose giggled and lifted her left hand in to the air. Seconds later Rose found herself in the air.
"WHOOHOO!" crowed Burroughs as he swung her around. Rose giggled at the older man's exuberance. When he set her back on the ground she saw Hill was congratulating Scorpius.
"Can you refrain from manhandling my future daughter-in-law?" asked Draco with a smirk. He extracted Rose from Burrough's embrace and hugged her, "Congratulations Miss Weasley. Or should I say Mrs. Malfoy?"
"Mrs. Malfoy?" Rose whispered as it hit her.
"Dad," Scorpius scolded. "Rose, love, you don't have to take my name. We've got plenty of time to discuss that".
Rose shook her head, "No, no. I want to be Mrs. Malfoy. It just surprised me, that's all," she smiled. "I can't wait".
"Neither can I love," Scorpius swore.
Draco called the waiter to order a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
"I'm sorry, sir," the waiter apologized, "but we don't serve alcohol. Might I interest you in a green smoothie with a immunotherapy booster instead?"
"Green smoothie? Immunotherapy booster? What is that nonsense? What type of establishment did you bring us to Jeremy?" Draco asked Hill.
"Don't be so concerned, Draco," Hill replied. He addressed the waiter, "Just let P know we're coming up. Follow me folks," he beckoned to the group. He led the magical crew up a spiral staircase and into a solarium. The room was flooded with natural light from the floor to ceiling windows. A table was set at the center of the room with a white table cloth and fine glass ware. A bottle of champagne sat chilling in an ice bucket.
"This is much more appropriate," declared Draco. With his wand, he uncorked the bottle and poured six glasses.
"There are only five of us," Rose stated.
"Six," another voice announced. An older woman walked into the room from a hidden door.
"Priscilla?" Rose asked as she recognized the wiccan woman who had taken the aura photographs on their tour of Salem months before.
"Nice to see you again, Rose. Scorpius," Priscilla nodded to them, "I hear congratulations are in order".
"What are you doing here?" Rose asked, clearly confused. She stared in horror as she realized that Draco's wand was plainly visible.
"It's OK, Rose. Priscilla is my sister," Hill said.
Rose's eyes bulged. "Really?"
Priscilla smiled, "Half-sister technically. I'm not magical, but I'm aware of the world. It's nice to formally meet you".
"Did you know?" Rose turned to Scorpius.
"No, I didn't," Scorpius said and shot a look at Hill. "Although it was Jeremy who suggested hiring Priscilla for our tour". Hill whistled an innocent tune.
"Don't be cross," Priscilla reprimanded, "I've been dying to meet you for years".
"Wait," Scorpius was starting to cotton on, "So you knew I was a student at Ilvermorny. That's why you guessed that I was a doctor from the color of my aura".
"While I did know you were training to be a healer, your aura confirmed that your soul had a healing nature," Priscilla stated. "Aura photography does not lie. Even if it is confusing at times. Do you have any idea what your aura means Rose? Like I said before, I've never seen anything like it."
"Yes, but it's better if I show you," Rose glanced around at the walls of windows, "Are there shades on these?"
"It's mirrored on the other side. No-majs can't see in," Priscilla promised.
Rose nodded and concentrated. In an instant she shifted in her phoenix.
"What the hell?!" Priscilla exclaimed.
"Rose is an animagus," Scorpius explained as Rose shifted back into her human form once more.
"I can change into a phoenix at will," Rose continued. "The first time I shifted I was quite literally born from flames. A person's animagus form comes from their soul. That must be why my aura looked so fiery".
"That's amazing," Priscilla said. "What do you turn into Jer?"
Hill laughed, "I have no idea and no inclination to find out. It takes an astounding amount of work to become an animagus. After you finish, you have to register with the government too. It's not for me".
"Fair enough," Priscilla concluded. "Now I believe a celebration is in order".
The six raised their champagne flutes into the air and cheered Rose and Scorpius. Scorpius leaned in to give Rose a soft kiss. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," Rose returned.
"So when's the wedding?" Burroughs interrupted. Draco scowled at his new friend and Scorpius laughed at his mentor's intrusiveness.
"August 19th," Rose said.
"This August? That's only three months away. It can't be done," Draco stated emphatically.
"Dad," Scorpius rolled his eyes, "we don't want some traditional pure-blood wedding that takes a year to plan. I just want Rose to be my wife. If I thought she'd agree, I'd whisk her away to elope today".
"I'd gladly do that, but I'm pretty sure my parents would murder us if we went through with it," Rose grinned. "We discussed it this morning. We've decided to rent a hall in Paris. Malfoy Manor was out of the question for some of my family members and Scorpius thought that Lucius would object to The Burrow".
Draco's eyes widened, "Have you spoken with your grandfather yet, Scorpius?"
"I have and he was just as thrilled as you'd expect," Scorpius said sarcastically. "Grandmother is happy for me, though so that was a pleasant surprise. She promised to make grandfather behave".
"If there are any issues, I'll remove him myself," Draco swore and Rose shot him a grateful smile.
"We're keeping the guest list relatively small," Rose said and smiled at the group, "you'll all be invited of course".
"Thank you, Rose, but I won't be able to attend," Priscilla said. "I'm terrified of airplanes and the magical methods of transportation aren't available to me".
"If you'd like, we can set up a live broadcast for you," Rose offered.
"That would be wonderful!" Priscilla said.
"Well we'll be there!" Burroughs exclaimed. "I'm so happy for you two love birds".
"Thanks Burroughs," Scorpius said.
Draco clapped a hand on his son's shoulder, "Your mother would be so happy for you. She'd have loved you, Rose".
Rose squeezed Scorpius's hand, "She sounds like an incredible woman". Scorpius lifted her hand to press a kiss against her ring once more.
Draco interrupted the tender moment by clearing his throat, "If my son gives you any trouble, just come to me Rose. It's my responsibility as your father-in-law to keep him in line".
Scorpius groaned, "Why does everyone threaten me so? First her father, now you".
"Oh shite," moaned Draco.
"What's the matter?" asked Rose.
"I just realized that when you two marry, your parents will become my in-laws too," Draco paused as a look of horror crossed his face, "I've got no issues with Granger but I'm going to be related to The Weasel King," he griped.
Rose and Scorpius dissolved into fits of laughter. Burroughs and Hill fought to suppress their chuckles.
"What's a weasel king?" asked Priscilla. "Is that some sort of animagus too?"
Burrough lost his battle against his laughter. With a large snort, he gave into the hilarity of the moment.
"Whatever you say, ferret," Rose choked out through her giggles. Scorpius captured her lips in a jovial kiss once more.