A/N: Yay two chapters today to make up for not uploading! If anyone really wants it, let me know and I can upload again today because I still have more written than what's uploaded. Once I upload everything I have written so far I might try and make a consistent upload schedule if there is enough interest! I know it's cheesy but your follows, favorites, and reviews really are encouraging and they mean a lot and I really appreciate them!

The next day, Rose went downstairs to the common room and saw her cousin nervously pacing the floor in his Quidditch uniform. He saw Rose and ran over to her.

"I'm so worried about today, we literally can't lose, I'll be fired as Quidditch captain, we have to win, the Slytherins are good, what if we lose, we'll never win the Quidditch cup, oh gosh Rosie, what if-"

"Albus. Listen to yourself! You aren't going to lose. Everyone knows Gryffindor has the best team, and you are an amazing seeker. Now you are going to go out on that field and you are going to kick Slytherin's ass," said Rose, playfully punching her cousin in the arm.

"Right. But-"

"Do you want to win against Slytherin or not?"

"Yes, but-"

"Then there are no buts! You are going to win."

"Thanks, Rosie. You're the best," said Albus, giving her a quick hug before going to give any of his team members he could find a pep talk. Rose giggled and sat down on the couch, and someone sat next to her.

"Morning, gorgeous." Rose turned and saw Scorpius, giving him a quick hug.

"Hey there. I am excited about the Quidditch game today," Rose said cheerfully. She had a good feeling Gryffindor would win this game.

"Same. And we'd better win," said Scorpius with a grin. "I trust that Albus will win for us though. He has major talent."

"True. Let's head for breakfast," said Rose. She stood up and held hands with Scorpius as they walked to the Great Hall. Breakfast went by quickly, and it was soon time for the students to head out to watch the Quidditch match. Rose and Scorpius headed out to watch among the others and found seats together.

"Wait, damn it, I forgot to send this to my father. Give me one second," said Scorpius, quickly running off towards the owlery.

"I'd be running away from you if I had to date you too," said a voice with a giggle. Rose turned around to see Myla Fawley and her group of friends, Myla in her Quidditch uniform.

"Don't you have places to be?" Rose asked coolly, hoping Myla had to go soon.

"In a few minutes," said Myla with a smirk. "You know, I bet in the next couple of weeks Scorpius is gonna get bored of you. I mean, you probably haven't even taken your shirt off for him. B-o-r-i-n-g. I would take off my shirt for Scorpius Malfoy. Then maybe he would stop being a blood traitor and follow his father's suit. He is certainly good-looking enough for me to be willing to forgive him for being a blood traitor." Rose didn't respond. She turned back around to face the Quidditch pitch. "No response because she is aware of how true it is." Myla and her friends were now cackling, but when they saw Scorpius approach again, Myla slipped away.

"What did she say to you?" asked Scorpius as he watched Myla join the rest of the Slytherin team on the pitch.

"Nothing." Rose didn't want to lie, but she also didn't want him to beat her up and get in trouble.

"Rosie. What did she say to you?" Scorpius took Rose's face into his hands and turned her so she was looking into his eyes. He slowly let go, but Rose turned, so he took her face again. "Tell me what she said to you."

"It was nothing, don't worry about it," said Rose, and she felt a pang of guilt in her stomach for lying.

"Fine," said Scorpius. Rose felt a wave of relief as he had stopped pressing her. She knew if she told him the truth, he would do something horrible that she didn't want to think about. The mood lightened between them as the game started.

The game was long, but eventually, Albus caught the snitch and Gryffindor won. Rose and Scorpius immediately ran out to congratulate him, Rose giving him a hug and Scorpius giving him a high-five. They knew there would be a good party in the Gryffindor common room that night. They were standing there talking to Albus when Scorpius saw Myla come out in her normal robes in the corner of his eye. He started to walk over to her and Rose didn't notice until she heard a noise from their direction. She gasped in horror and ran over.

Scorpius had pinned Myla onto the wall, and his wand was out, but he quickly put it back into his pocket. Rose sighed a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived.

"Don't-" Scorpius punched Myla in the nose.

"Scorpius!" called Rose, but he didn't listen.

"Talk to-" He now kicked her in the leg.

"My Rosie-" He now punched her in the stomach.

"Like that!" He punched her in the nose once more and let go of her. Myla stared up at him in horror, her nose bleeding, and ran away towards the school building. Rose had turned as white as a ghost and she was standing there in shock. He turned to her. "Sorry you had to see that."

"I told you-"

"I told Myla if I caught her talking to you again, I would kick her ass. So that's what I did."

"Do you know what could happen to you now?"

"I don't give a shit about that, Rosie. Let's go inside," said Scorpius. He tried to take her hand, but she didn't move. She was still processing what had just happened. They both just stood there for a few minutes, and Rose was shocked that no teacher had come out there and whisked them both to their office.

"I guess, yeah, let's go inside," said Rose, taking Scorpius's hand and walking inside with him to the common room.

For a couple of hours, Rose and Scorpius sat there in the common room, not sure what to say to each other. It felt like a few years to Rose because it was so tense. However, Rose would have rather continued being tense if it meant what happened next didn't happen.

"Miss Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, please follow me to my office," said Professor Dunlop, who had an unreadable blank expression as she led them over. When they entered, Rose saw Headmistress McGonagall, Professor Snives, Myla, and a man who Rose had never met before who looked scarily similar to Scorpius. Her heart sank. She had no doubt the man with slicked-back white-blonde hair and startling blueish-gray eyes was none other than Scorpius's father.

"Look where we've ended up now," Rose hissed into Scorpius's ear.

"I'd first like to specify that unless I am mistaken, you, Miss Weasley, haven't committed any punishable offenses, and therefore, you are just here to help us teachers to figure out what happened," said McGonagall, glancing at Rose.

"I wouldn't say that for sure, Headmistress, but go ahead, let them explain," said Myla with a quick smirk at Rose.

"I'd like for you each to tell your stories," said McGonagall, disregarding Myla's comment.

"Well-"

"With utmost respect, Scorpius, I think it's a good idea if I speak first before you say something regrettable," said Rose. She added with a whisper, "If you say something stupid I can't save your back so leave this to me."

"It all started yesterday before breakfast. I had been on my way and Myla made a comment to me in the hallway that was slightly distasteful-"

"Slightly distasteful? That no good-" Scorpius had started to interrupt, but Rose ignored it.

"Yes, her comment wasn't pleasant and I hadn't said anything yet when Scorpius stepped in. He had overheard enough that he was upset by it, and he tried to lay his hands on her, but I asked him not to so he didn't, but he gave her a warning to not bother us again since we didn't report her the first time. Then, before the Quidditch game today, Myla made a few more comments that weren't very polite, and Scorpius hadn't heard them, but he had seen her walking away from me, and he got upset. I wouldn't tell him what she said, but he had gotten upset with her anyway, and after the Quidditch match brings us here. I asked him not to hurt her, but he didn't listen. I apologize for my involvement in this, and I didn't want any of this to happen. Myla and I haven't ever been best friends, but I certainly didn't want to start drama like this." Rose glanced around the room. McGonagall and Dunlop looked deep in thought, Snives looked annoyed, Myla looked smug (as if she thought nobody would believe Rose), Scorpius was glaring daggers at Myla furiously, and Mr. Malfoy looked like a mixture of confused and disappointed.

"Thank you, Miss Weasley. And now I am sure young Mr. Malfoy has something to say," said McGonagall, turning over to him. He stood up from where he was sitting as if he had been waiting his whole life for the opportunity he was about to have. Rose's heart sank for the second time. He would say something that would mess it all up.

"What Rose said was almost true, but she under-exaggerated everything. First of all, what Myla said to her yesterday wasn't just slightly distasteful. She called her scum and threatened and belittled her. The only reason that I didn't kick her ass is that Rose told me not to. But Rose couldn't stop me from telling her that next time she bothered either of us, she would regret it. This morning at the Quidditch game, me and Rose were sitting together, but I had forgotten to do something so I left her alone for a few minutes, and when I came back, I saw Myla scurrying away as if nothing happened because she knew I wasn't joking about her regretting it if she talked to either of us again. I asked Rose to tell me what she said, and she said it was nothing, but I knew she was lying. However, I didn't want to mess up the Quidditch game. It was important to a friend. But as soon as I saw her after it ended, I gave her what she deserved. It's not like she was innocent, and it's not like we didn't warn her, but she asked for it anyway. And I don't care if I'm expelled tomorrow, I don't apologize for a single thing I did to her."

Rose's hopes were not restored by Scorpius. In fact, they had further deteriorated. What he said was true, but it wasn't going to get him out of trouble at all. She hoped he could continue to be a Prefect, because she didn't want anyone else to be the other Gryffindor Prefect.

"I believe you're aware that in most cases, actions like this from a Prefect would result in loss of the job," stated McGonagall, looking at Scorpius. "Whether your intentions were noble or not, your actions don't live up to what it means to be a Prefect."

"Surely, though, we can figure out something else to punish him. His actions were not completely without reason, and he has worked very hard to earn his position as Prefect." Rose turned and glanced at Mr. Malfoy, noticing his voice was similar to Scorpius's, but it sounded slightly less friendly and more mature. "Scorpius is usually well-behaved and polite, and he only acts this way when someone he cares about is insulted." Rose noticed that Mr. Malfoy seemed slightly confused himself as to why his son cared so much about what Myla had said.

"Yes, but what he did is not acceptable student behavior. No Prefect from my house would get away with such nonsense as this," said Professor Snives. Her tone of voice sounded bored as if she wasn't sure why she had to be there.

"I understand this, Marley, but we can't ignore what Miss Fawley had to do with all of this, as well. Miss Weasley and Mr. Malfoy are very close friends from what I have seen, so it doesn't surprise me that Mr. Malfoy was upset about what was said to Miss Weasley. In fact, Miss Weasley, why don't you tell us what Miss Fawley said to you this morning?" Professor Dunlop glanced at Rose, and soon everyone was looking at her expectantly.

Rose felt as if she would throw up. She had to say that Myla called her boring for not having sex with Scorpius in front of his dad, who wasn't even aware of their relationship. Even worse, Scorpius didn't even know what was said. She swore she could hear a giggle coming from Myla's direction.

"I'm sure that that is not completely necessary as Scorpius didn't know what she said when he made the decision to do what he did," said Rose, turning very red and hoping that Professor Dunlop would drop it.

"Yes, but it would give us an idea of how severe Miss Fawley's comments were so we can decide her punishment," said Professor Dunlop. "So go on and tell us."

Rose cleared her throat and said in a small voice, "She called me boring because I wasn't taking my shirt off for Scorpius and said he would get bored of me and date her instead." She turned even redder and buried her face in her hands, not wanting to see the reaction to this.

"What?" Mr. Malfoy was now thoroughly confused and when Rose gained the confidence to look up at the scene before her, she couldn't decipher Mr. Malfoy's expression.

"So as you can see, it seems as if young Mr. Malfoy's actions were very provoked. I suggest that both Gryffindor and Slytherin lose 20 points, and both Miss Fawley and Mr. Malfoy serve a detention. Mr. Malfoy will remain a Prefect as well. Minerva?" Professor Dunlop looked over at the headmistress for approval of her punishment.

"That seems reasonable, Cassandra. You may all return to your activities, and I apologize for interrupting your day, Mr. Malfoy." McGonagall glanced at everyone in the room and nodded. Myla looked unsatisfied as she slipped out of her chair and walked out of the room disappointedly.

"It's no trouble. Surely you wouldn't mind if I talk to my son for a couple of minutes before I'm on my way?" Mr. Malfoy still had that unreadable blank expression on his face.

"That will be fine, sir," said McGonagall, and as Mr. Malfoy grabbed Scorpius's arm and before he went to leave, he turned around and looked at Rose.

"You may want to come along too." So Rose followed them into an empty hallway where Mr. Malfoy let go of his son's arm and his eyes cut into both of them like a knife.

"I don't suppose you'd like to explain to me what's going on between the two of you," said Mr. Malfoy in a surprisingly calm voice. Rose expected to be chewed out as soon as they left her office.

"I started talking to Rose when she became my fellow Prefect, and we grew close, and we started to like each other, and we have now been dating for a month. I would have told you, but I didn't think you would approve, and I like her too much to risk you standing between us," said Scorpius, holding Rose's hand and squeezing it tight. Mr. Malfoy looked at Scorpius, then at Rose, and then at both of them.

"You're foolish if you didn't think I'd find out," stated Mr. Malfoy plainly.

"I knew you would find out, I just didn't tell you," said Scorpius. His undecipherable emotionless tone was now mistakable for his father's voice.

"Mmm," was all Mr. Malfoy responded, and they were all quiet for a few minutes. "You really like her, then?" Mr. Malfoy scanned Rose from top to bottom, seemingly examining if he thought she was good enough for his son.

"I love her," said Scorpius stubbornly. Mr. Malfoy turned to his son as soon as he spoke.

"Okay then. I'll see you at Christmas," said Mr. Malfoy. He swiftly turned and started to walk away from Rose and Scorpius without looking back. When he was gone, Rose turned to Scorpius.

"What does that mean?" she asked, turning to Scorpius and looking into his eyes.

"I honestly have no clue," responded Scorpius. "Let's go back to the common room, though. I'm tired after all that, and I'm sure you are too." The both of them walked back to the common room without saying a word.