A/N: Hiiiiiii! This is the last chapter I have prewritten so I am gonna try and figure out an upload schedule from now on. Sorry for being such a mess haha. But I can't promise when the next chapter will be up, all I can say is that I will do my best to get it up this week. Thanks for the support as always and enjoyyyyy!
The next morning, Rose woke up at 6:00 AM. The Malfoys would be over at 10, and she was going to make sure everything was perfect if she could help it. She took a shower and dried her hair before picking out what to wear. She decided on an oversized red and gold sweater with black leggings and black sheepskin boots. She went to the mirror and brushed her curly red hair, using a tiny bit of Sleekeazy Hair Potion so it wouldn't end up frizzy. She then tied her hair up in a high ponytail. She used her usual concealer and mascara, but she used a nude lipstick instead of lipgloss today.
She didn't think she looked half bad. After she was all dressed, she went back to make sure her room was neat. However, as always, everything was in its place. Rose was a very neat person. So she moved on and organized the kitchen and living room. By the time she was done, it was 8:30 AM, so she grabbed a granola bar for breakfast and sat down on a chair as her parents woke up and came downstairs. She pulled her hair out of the ponytail and ran her fingers through it so that it was neat.
"Bloody hell, it looks different in here," said Rose's father, sitting down at the table with a large mug of coffee.
"Yes, well, we will be making a good impression on the Malfoys, and I will remind you that they will be here in an hour and a half," said Rose, glancing back and forth between her parents.
"Right," said her father, not sounding too excited. She ignored her father's tone of voice.
"I can't wait to meet them, Rosie," her mother said with a warm smile, and this caused Rose to grin.
When she had finished her breakfast, she went back to her room to check up on her appearance one last time and she realized there was an hour before the Malfoys would arrive. She wondered what she would say to them when they got there.
All of a sudden, someone else walked into her room, but she realized that someone was just their dog Queenie. Queenie was a 2-year-old female Samoyed that she loved to death. She didn't know why, but Queenie and Blossom had always gotten along since they met. Therefore, there were never cat-and-dog fights in the house, much to her mother's pleasure.
As the hour went by, Rose got increasingly nervous that the Malfoys' visit would go awfully, and by the time she heard the doorbell, she almost had a heart attack.
"Rosie! It's for you!" her mother called, and she ran downstairs and took a deep breath
When she opened the front door, Scorpius was there with a man she knew to be his father since they had met before when Scorpius had beaten up Myla and gotten in trouble. Next to him was a pretty woman with short brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hello, I'm so pleased you could visit us. I'm really glad I could see Scorpius over break. Please come in!" Rose hoped she didn't sound too uptight as she stepped aside to allow the Malfoys in. She led them to her living room, and her legs felt like lead as she realized that Scorpius's parents were in her house.
"So I'm Rose, and I bet Scorpius has told you about me by now. These are my parents. I know you may not have had good relations with them in the first place, but I hope we can put old rivalries aside, as friendship is more powerful than hatred, after all," Rose said with a sweet smile.
"It's so nice to finally meet you! Scorpius has talked about you so much, I'm his mother. And he chose well, it seems, I knew he would," said Mrs. Malfoy with a smile as she sat down next to Rose's mother. Rose blushed and looked down at her shoes embarrassedly.
"Indeed," said Mr. Malfoy, who stared at Rose for a few seconds before sitting down next to his wife.
"Right, yes, great, well then, Rosie and I are gonna go upstairs and… catch up," said Scorpius, practically dragging Rose upstairs before they could get a response. When they got to the top of the stairs and they were out of sight from the adults, Scorpius stared at Rose for a few seconds expectantly.
"Why are we just standing here?" asked Rose with a giggle.
"Not even an "I missed you so much and I don't know how I ever lived without you Scorpius Malfoy" kiss?" Scorpius asked teasingly, wrapping his arms around Rose and bringing his face close to hers so their noses were touching.
"No, you can only have an "I missed you so much and I don't know how I ever lived without you Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy" kiss," Rose whispered back as her lips touched his, and they were soon locked in a passionate kiss. Her tongue danced in his mouth as the passion that had built up over the two days they hadn't kissed was released. They stood there for a few minutes before the kiss finally came to an end. "Let's go to my room."
"I still hate my middle name," said Scorpius with a chuckle as they sat down on the floor of her room. Rose laughed.
"It's really not that bad, it's cute and I like it."
"Sure," he said, rolling his eyes. "How is your room so organized?" He looked around in awe and noticed that nothing was out of place.
"Because I don't make a mess in here?" Rose replied with a shrug. She looked around at her room. Her room had a door to her little closet, a writing desk, a bed, and a large bookshelf that was stuffed with many chapter books. Her whole room had an elegant black and white theme, with her white walls and her fluffy black carpet.
The little table next to her bed had a half-read copy of Beauty and the Beast as well as a few pictures, all of them showing different moving scenes. One was of her two-year-old self, dressed up in a Chudley Cannons uniform flying on a toy broomstick, giggling. Another was of her and Albus pretending to have a wizarding duel with sticks outside when they were 6. The last one was from last year, and it was of her, Ellie, and Abby hanging out under their favorite tree in the main yard, having a fun time and laughing. They took a new picture like this every year, but she supposed that this year a photo like that wouldn't be taken. Scorpius noticed her staring at that picture.
"Oh." He looked at Rose for a few seconds and then at the picture. "Why is that still up after-"
"I am hoping Abby will coming around, that she'll stop hanging out with My-" Rose cut herself off. She hadn't told anyone about seeing Abby and Myla laughing together, and she knew that he would freak out.
"With who? Wait, you're kidding, not her," said Scorpius in disbelief as he figured out what she meant, and she just gave a small nod. "You saw her talking to Myla?"
"It doesn't matter, she's just not my friend anymore, she hasn't bugged me at all-"
"Damn right she hasn't, she knows what's good for her…" Scorpius's eyes flickered with the passionate anger like the day he had beaten up Myla, but it faded away quickly.
"If she wants to hang with Myla, so be it. I have Ellie and you and Albus," said Rose. She then walked over and placed the photo with Abby face-down. "You guys are my real friends."
"I'm glad after all this time that I'm one of your real friends," said Scorpius with a chuckle. He then sighed and looked at the door. "Should we check on our parents and make sure they haven't blown up the house?"
"Yeah, but we can't just go down there or they'll pretend to get along even if they hate each other. Luckily, I have something we can use. It's not bad having your father work at a joke shop, you know," said Rose with a giggle. She opened a drawer on her bedside table and pulled out an extendable ear.
"Rose Weasley keeps prank items in her room?" Scorpius said, pretending to be offended. "But pranks could get you into major trouble! You might get expelled if they find that in here!" Rose rolled her eyes.
"Ha. Ha. I use prank items, but only useful ones like these. Now shut up or they'll hear us talking and my plan will be ruined," said Rose, and she walked towards the stairs, lowering the ear just close enough so they could hear what was going on.
She could hear her mother chatting and laughing with Scorpius's mother, which made her grin. However, she heard no trace of her father.
She turned to Scorpius and mouthed the words "don't move" before stealthily climbing down a couple of steps, careful not to make a single noise. She peeked at the scene in the living room to see both of their dads staring at each other disapprovingly. Finally, her dad opened his mouth.
"You know, Draco, I'm not sure how much I want my Rosie to be dating any son of yours. It was Hermione's idea to give this whole thing a chance anyway," he said, and Rose felt tears well up in her eyes. She didn't want her dad to be disappointed in her, but she loved Scorpius.
"Well, Ronald, I tried to be polite, and I was actually willing to give your daughter a chance to prove herself worthy for my Scorpius, but it seems as if I have given her enough of a chance," said Mr. Malfoy distantly, crossing his arms. Rose felt her heart sink.
She suddenly heard Scorpius's whisper. "So what are they-"
"Shh!" Rose hissed a little bit too loudly, causing her mother and Mrs. Malfoy to turn around. They both looked dead at her.
"Excuse us, me and Tori are going to go check on the kids," said Rose's mother, Mrs. Malfoy nodding, and her heart sank even more. We're toast.
Rose turned to Scorpius and whispered, "You idiot, look what you've done, now we're both toast-"
"What on earth are you two doing, spying on us like this? You could just come downstairs," Rose's mother interrupted, and both Rose and Scorpius turned around to face both of their mothers.
As soon as Scorpius opened his mouth, Rose started trying to think up a good excuse, knowing whatever he was about to say would most likely make it worse. "Spying? We weren't spying, we were just… you know, hanging out… on the stairs..." She decided at this point it was better to tell the truth.
"No, we were spying because we wanted to make sure you guys were getting along because we were worried and we didn't want you to put on an act because we were in the room," she admitted, blushing at what she had done.
"Oh. Well I'd say we are getting along great," said Mrs. Malfoy, grinning at Rose's mom who grinned back. "I'm not sure how your fathers are getting along, though, we weren't paying attention. Now, why don't you two come downstairs?" Rose nodded and Scorpius followed as they both stood up and went downstairs with their mothers.
When they arrived downstairs, Scorpius's father stood up immediately.
"Right, there you are, Scorpius. I think it might be best if you don't stay here. We should be on our way now," said Mr. Malfoy, and it took Rose all of her strength to hold back her tears.
"Draco! Surely Miss Weasley has made a good impression on you so far," Mrs. Malfoy said, putting her arm around his shoulder.
"Yes, well her father hasn't. He said my son isn't good enough for his daughter," he said coldly. Rose felt a tear run down her cheek and she felt a pair of familiar arms wrap around her. She stood there and let Scorpius hold her, knowing they would be separated soon enough. His grip was tight as if he was never going to hug her again afterward.
"I could tell you were thinking the same thing about my daughter that I was thinking about your son!" Rose's father said, slightly raising his voice.
"I was going to give her a chance until you spoke ill of Scorpius, Weasley," hissed Mr. Malfoy. "Don't you realize that I am skeptical because this puts my son in danger? I have family members that will shun him if they find out he is dating a Weasley! I am trying to do what is best for him! I will not let him put himself at risk if the girl he is dating isn't worth the trouble. So yes, I am skeptical, but I allowed him to come here, didn't I?"
"Don't you think that we get a say in this?" Rose almost jumped at the sound of Scorpius's voice, and he stood taller without releasing his grip on her. "Rose is the best thing to have happened to me since I went to Hogwarts. She is the one who gave me a chance out of all of Gryffindor. And I love her, and I don't care about anything else because no matter what happens I will have her."
Rose wiped her tears and left Scorpius's grip, clearing her throat. "To me, Scorpius isn't just a fling where we use each other for popularity and snog for fun. He cares about me and I care about him a lot. I know you can just ignore everything we say, but I can't just sit here and let you try and take Scorpius from me while just keeping quiet because I love him. I love him so, so much and I wouldn't be able to bear watching him leave my front door if I didn't speak up." She took Scorpius's hand in hers and squeezed it tight.
"Is this how you really feel, Scorpius?" Mr. Malfoy was staring straight into Scorpius's eyes, and Rose couldn't help but feel nervous. What if he doesn't really feel this way?
"Yes," Scorpius responded, sounding even more confident than before. He squeezed Rose's hand even tighter.
"Very well then. You can stay here. But if anyone here hurts you…" Mr. Malfoy trailed off, his eyes now boring into Rose. "You will not speak to her again." He turned back to Scorpius.
"Thank you so much for giving me a chance, Mr. Malfoy. I promise I won't hurt Scorpius because I love him," Rose said with a small smile.