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Chapter 6 : The Confession
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It didn’t take long for the whole school to know what Professor Weatherby saw the night before. He had, like any good professor would, gone back to his common room and told all of the Slytherin students who he’d caught. Needless to say everyone knew within hours.
The next morning was quite an ordeal. Rose got ready for her day, as usual, and didn’t take extra care in preparing. She looked just as she did last night – no make-up, no special charms. She brushed her hair once more – okay, so she wanted that to be nice – and then headed out of her dormitory. She smiled when she saw Scorpius waiting at the bottom of the stairs for her.
“Good morning,” he smiled. He extended his hand to her and she gratefully took it. “They all know,” he warned. “Greg Bonner came up to me last night about twenty minutes after we got in. Apparently Weatherby went straight for the Slytherins.”
“Figures,” she muttered with a scowl. And then she froze. “Oh Merlin.”
“I thought about that too.”
“You don’t even …” she said with a furrowed brow as she looked up to him.
“What are we going to tell James and Al and Hugo?” he mimicked in her voice. “I know you, Rose,” he whispered passionately as he leaned closer to her.
“Well at least we know you’re going to still tease me,” she muttered.
“Why would that change?” Scorpius asked her.
“Oh, erm, it-it wouldn’t, right? Because nothing’s changed for us,” she said as she slowly withdrew her hand from his.
Scorpius let out a frustrated sigh before taking her hand again. He didn’t have any clue as to why she was acting like this. He had spilled his heart to her last night and she was still unsure of his feelings? He wanted to make her understand that he wanted to be with her. He wanted to be her boyfriend.
“Rose,” he said gently, “a lot of things have changed since last night. I’m not afraid, for example, to hold your hand. And I won’t let you be afraid to hold mine. We passed that mark last night when I had you pinned against the wall in the old Charms classroom. I know you want to be with me, Rose. I know it. So why bother hiding it?”
“You’re going to have to deal with Al then,” she warned him. “He was bad enough when we were friends but now? He’s going to be all over you.”
“I don’t care about him,” Scorpius replied with a smile. He thought for a moment and leaned closer to her so only she would be able to hear his words. “I’m not foolish enough to say that I’m in love with you, Rose, because we’ve just started this. But I know what I feel is far beyond friendship. I know this is right and it’s worth it. So,” he said louder as he straightened up, “I’m willing.” The common room was filling up now and people were stopping to look at the new couple as Scorpius spoke. “I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make sure you’re my girl, Rose. I’ll take whatever the Potters dish out …”
“Scorpius,” Rose said in a harsh whisper, her cheeks flaming red. “Stop that.”
“Stop what?” he grinned as he moved to stand on a chair. “Let it be known that I welcome the attempts of the Potter boys to bring me down.”
“Scorpius!” she hissed.
He hopped down off the chair and took her hand. “Let’s go to breakfast.”
She frowned at him but followed anyway. They were greeted with giggles and smiles and hard thumps on the back as they entered the Great Hall. Weatherby, at the staff table, was smiling smugly and Neville was scowling at him.
She and Scorpius made their way to the Ravenclaw table and sat, for the very first time, beside one another. Even as friends that had sat across the table. This morning, however, Scorpius refused to relinquish his hold on her hand. He dished food onto her plate and then onto his own.
The Hall was pretty quiet and they both knew it was partially because of them. Al and James never hid the fact that they didn’t like blokes near Rose and now to see the one guy they had tried the hardest to keep her away from was holding her hand. It was a marvel to the students, especially the older ones.
Scorpius was making quiet conversation with one of his friends, Miles Devero, who was seated on the other side of him. Miles was the best friend, aside from Rose, that Scorpius had. He was pleased to find that Miles was happy for him and Rosie.
“So, you told her?” Miles asked.
Scorpius turned to glance beside him at Rose, who was chatting with one of her friends, Rachel Ricketts. “Yeah,” he replied with a smile. “I told her. And I thought she was saying no. I almost left, to be honest. But, as you can see, I didn’t, so we, uhm, you know, kissed a bit.” Then his expression darkened. “And then that git Weatherby came in and I thought Rosie was going to have a heart attack when he gave us detention. She was scared, mate.”
“She’s never had a detention before,” Scorpius whispered. “And especially not one with Weatherby.”
Miles winced. He and Scorpius had been in detention plenty of times for their misguided attempts at mischief. A couple of times it was with Weatherby. Needless to say, Scorpius was not at all looking forward to his detention.
“When do you have it?” the dark-haired boy asked his detention-bound friend.
“Friday night, luckily, so we can still go to Hogsmeade.” Scorpius then furrowed his brows. “Erm, one second, mate. Uh, Rosie?” he asked as he turned to her.
She excused herself from her own conversation as well and turned to him. “Yes?” she asked with a smile.
Scorpius was struck, in that moment, by her beauty. She had beautiful red hair, which was lighter due to the sun, and lovely hazel eyes. Her smile was wonderful and she had some freckles scattered about her face but there was a concentration on her nose that he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from. “I …” he started but couldn’t get the words out.
“Scorpius?” she asked in concern, her eyebrows knitting together and her cute nose wrinkling slightly, “Are you okay?”
“I, uhm –,” he said again. His brain was foggy and he couldn’t concentrate. All he could see was her face and her smile – even though it wasn’t there right then – and her eyes. Merlin, those eyes!
“Scorpius, talk to me. What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice holding a certain degree of panic.
“No, n-nothing,” he replied as he shook his head slightly. “There’s nothing wrong. I …” he trailed off again. His voice was nothing but a whisper when he reverently said, “You’re beautiful.”
She blushed slightly and looked away, a pleased smile gracing her lips. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip before leaning close to him and placing a kiss gently on his cheek. “Thank you.”
“Will you go to Hogsmeade with me on Saturday?” he blurted out. He had intended for it to be romantic. It wasn’t.
“No she bloody well won’t,” Albus said as he stalked up to their seats having witnessed the last few moments. “She needs to go visit Victoire and Teddy.”
“I’m your girlfriend, Scorpius. Of course, I’ll go with you to Hogsmeade,” she told him, completely ignoring her prat of a cousin.
“Girlfriend?” Scorpius whispered. “Really? You’re my … and I’m your …” he asked with a happy smile. At her nod, he smiled brightly and leaned in and kissed her, full on the lips, in front of the entire student body.
Albus got a front row seat. “Oi! Knock that off,” he said with a scowl.
Rose broke the kiss and looked at him with an arched eyebrow. “No,” she told him tartly before smiling at Scorpius. “I don’t have to, nor do I want to.” She leaned in and placed her lips against Scorpius’ once more.
“I’m going to owl your father,” Albus declared when James arrived by his side.
Rose broke the kiss again with a roll of her eyes. “I’m sure he knows by now,” she stated. “I owled Mum last night.”
James and Albus looked at each other with a defeated sigh. “Well, as long as Uncle Ron knows we don’t have to do this anymore,” James said.
“Thank Merlin,” Al sighed as he sat down between Rose and Rachel. “I was getting rather bored.”
“What are you two talking about?” Rose asked.
“You think we wanted to bugger up your life?” James asked. “No way. But Uncle Ron was bribing us.”
“And you know how we like a good bribe,” Al smiled.
“So you’re done, right? No more bothering us and keeping us apart?”
The Potters looked at each other and shrugged. “Don’t see why we should,” Al admitted.
“But if you hurt her in any way,” James began.
“You’ll definitely have us to deal with,” Albus threatened as he stood once more.
“I wouldn’t hurt her,” Scorpius said seriously.
“Good,” James said as he offered a hand. “Truce?”
Scorpius shook his hand and then Albus’. “Now can I get back to …?” Scorpius trained off with an arched eyebrow and a glance to Rose.
“If you must,” the Potter boys chorused with a smile.
“Oh, I must,” Scorpius said with a smirk as he sat down beside Rose and leaned in to kiss her once more.
As soon as their lips came in contact and his hand made its way to her hip, however, they were interrupted once more. “Malfoy. Weasley.”
They broke their kiss, eyes still shut for a moment before looking up into the eyes of Professor Weatherby. “Sir?” Rose asked.
“You have detention tonight with Professor Longbottom, Miss Weasley.”
“I thought she and I had the same night,” Scorpius protested.
"Would you like to add Saturday on to yours as well?” the Potions Professor asked.
“No, sir,” Scorpius replied.
“Good,” Weatherby stated. “I will see you, Mr. Malfoy, tomorrow night at 8 o’clock sharp in the Sixth Year Potions room.” With that, he wandered off down the aisle and stopped to give a Hufflepuff – a Hufflepuff – detention.
“Well, at least you get Longbottom,” Scorpius smiled at her.
Rose nodded and turned to finish eating, as did her blonde boyfriend. Before long, the bell sounded and they both headed for Advanced Arithmancy.
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