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The First Kiss Series: Scorpius Malfoy and Rose Weasley by Ron_Hermione_Forever_246

Format: One-shot
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 716

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Contains Spoilers

Genres: Fluff
Characters: Scorpius, Rose
Pairings: Rose/Scorpius

First Published: 08/13/2008
Last Chapter: 08/24/2008
Last Updated: 08/24/2008

I have decided to create a series of one-shots about each couples' first kiss. There are going to be at least ten (maybe more), so keep an eye out for them!!

This is my NINTH one-shot in this series, and it's all about Scorpius, Rose, and their first kiss. =)

Mild language warning, just incase. Contains spoilers (DH).

Chapter 1: The End of a Long Tradition
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            Maybe her father was right when he told her – not in front of her mother, of course – that she should stay away from trashy wizards such as Scorpius Malfoy.

            His so-called friends, Austin Argyle and Eddy Burke, were no good. They constantly teased her younger brother Hugo and her cousin Albus. Neither Albus nor Hugo were in Slytherin like Scorpius and his friends; the Potters and Weasleys were all in Gryffindor, although Rose was almost placed in Ravenclaw. She didn’t mind, really…her mother had almost been placed in Ravenclaw, too.

            As Scorpius tried to play off setting his plant on fire for the third time, Rose couldn’t help but say quietly to her best friend, “My dad warned me that Scorpius would try to fake being cool.”

            “At least I’m not some red-haired know-it-all,” Scorpius sneered. Apparently, he had heard her.

            “Better to be smart and sweet like me, than rich and snobby.” She retorted. What’s wrong with me? I’m never this mean, Rose thought to herself. Not even to stuck-up Slytherins like those three.

            “Better he’s a Malfoy and a pure-blood than a Weasley with a Mudblood mother,” Eddy Burke taunted, laughing. Scorpius didn’t laugh.

            Rose, outraged and horrified, reached for her wand, ready to curse Eddy Burke to oblivion. At that precise moment, the professor walked up. “Detention, Burke. Now. Go and speak with the Headmistress. She’ll be receiving my account shortly.

            “As for you two,” he looked pointedly at Rose and Scorpius, “speak to me after class.” Professor Longbottom returned to the front of the greenhouse and Rose shot daggers from her eyes at Scorpius.

            It seemed ages until the bell rang, but finally Rose and Scorpius found themselves at the front of the class, telling the professor what happened. Professor Longbottom’s main comment was, “I’m disappointed in both of you. Firstly, Hermione Weasley is one of the most talented Muggle-borns I’ve ever met, and I’m honored to know her personally. There’s no reason to be using such foul language. Secondly, to you two in particular, you need to work out your issues. I know your fathers didn’t get along, but maybe you will be the two who can sort that issue out.”

            After nearly twenty minutes, Rose and Scorpius were on their way back to the castle from the greenhouses. “We’re fourth years, Scorpius. Couldn’t you tell your friends to grow up? I’m sick of hearing them tease my family.”

            Rose expected Scorpius to be swotty about it, but instead he looked at her and said, “Yeah, I know.”

            Rose was caught off-guard, and couldn’t seem to form words, not even when he laughed at her. “You know, our fathers hated each other,” Scorpius told her. He didn’t sound too opposed to the idea.

            “I know,” Rose told him, finally finding her voice. “I’ve been told why, and I totally agree with my dad.”

            “Wouldn’t it be fun to spite them?”

            “Not really,” Rose started. Unfortunately, her Weasley blood caused her to be both curious and mischievous. Her curiosity finally got the better of her, and she said almost immediately, “What did you have in mind?”

            They stopped walking, and Scorpius looked back at their footprints in the snow. While she waited, Rose looked up to the sky as a soft snowfall began. Both smiled at each other – it was their favorite time of the year.

            Scorpius broke the silence when he said, “I t-thought maybe we could k-kiss….”

            Rose looked at him, blinked once, and burst out laughing, “Why?”

            His cheeks turned crimson, “I guess I like you.”

            Rose couldn’t think of anything to say but, “Oh–”

            Scorpius bowed his head, “I’m sorry – I’ll go now–”

            As he turned to go, Rose reached out and grabbed his arm, “Wait,” she said. He stopped and looked at her. “I’m not saying that I feel anything for you, but we can try.”

            Scorpius smiled at her and moved closer. He started slowly leaning in, but Rose couldn’t stand to wait so long. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his. It was a completely different sensation than she’d ever felt before. Even though the kiss was light, she still felt slightly light-headed.

            “Wow,” she mumbled afterwards. “I think I like you.”

            Scorpius grinned at her, “Wait until our parents hear about this.”