Loving Rose (A Scorpose fanfic)

Chapter 20--- Whoops...

[Scorpius's POV]

I woke up to the slight wind blowing through the gap of the window, I slept on the bed against the wall last night, while James volunteered to sleep on the floor. To be honest, it was quite surprising.

The first thought that came to my mind was Rose, I wonder what she is doing now. Maybe she is still sleeping, and what does her room look like?

After debating with myself, I decided to visit Rose. It was early in the morning, around 5... I just couldn't help it, I had to see her face.

I opened the door cautiously, hoping not to startle her perfectly calm face when she was sleeping, if she was sleeping.

Creak...

Can I say that I hate the door.

I chuckled when I saw her smiling in her sleep, I sat on her pinkish bed and whispered in her ear, "I know you're awake Rosie."

She opened her eyes, and when her hazel eyes met mine, she leaned in and gave me a gentle peck on my lips.

I smirked and kissed her back, turning the kiss into a desperate need. My left hand cuffed her smooth cheeks, while I wrapped my other arm around her waist, before I knew, my hand went under her white T-shirt. Rose leaned in further until there was no more gaps between us, I felt a warm hand tugging my shirt. It felt like a beautiful dream, the best moment...

When the door creaked...

I felt a fumming pair of eyes glaring at me. I did not need to look up, I know it is Uncle Ron.

I sat up on the bed and gulped, still not daring to look at his eyes, the fear crawled slowly under my skin, swallowing my usual bravery.

The bed shifted and Rose sat up, next to me, her hand cluching tightly to my hand behind my back, unseen from Uncle Ron. I wonder if she is tying to give me assurance, or trying to be brave herself.

"What happened." He questioned, and for the first time, I looked up, noticing that Aunt Hermione is standing next to Uncle Ron. I suppose that she is the only reason Uncle Ron hasn't erupted yet, spitting lava on me.

I didn't know what to say, but luckily, Rose came to help, she said, "Nothing in particular, Scorpius just came to visit me. That's it."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT'S IT!" Uncle Ron boomed. He lost it, and although Aunt Hermione was trying to calm him, I knew this had to happen.

"WHY DO YOU THINK YOU CAN SNOG HER! AND WHY HERE! THE WAY ROSE REPLIED MADE IT SOUND LIKE YOU GUYS HAVE DONE THESE A SEVERAL TIMES. I NEED AN EXPLANATION."

"Uncle Ron..."

"DO NOT, call me Uncle Ron, call me Sir."

"Sir, I really love Rose, I know she is your daughter, and she is just too good for me. But please just give us a chance."

"Dad... Just say yes..." Rose begged, looking at Uncle Ron with puppy eyes. Her hand gripped me even tighter, making both our hands wet.

"Ron, its time to leave those stupid traditions behind. Let Rose do what she wants." Aunt Hermione chimed in.

Uncle Ron was obviously clenching his teeth and trying not to explode with all his might. What I didn't expect was that he said, "Fine. But if you ever make my daughter upset, I will leave no mercy to you."

"I won't upset Rose, I can assure you." I replied with a wide smile on my face.

"And, no snogging." Uncle Ron added.

Rose blushed a shade of red and turned to me, she smiled. Of course, I smiled back.

Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione left the room, leaving the door open and us.

"So... Rose?" I asked,

"What?"

"Does that mean you're my girlfriend now?" I smirked.

"Does that mean you're my boyfriend now?" She smirked even wider.

"Oh now someone knows how to smirk, girlfriend." I teased.

"Well someone learned how to smile as well..."

"Really!?" I wiggled my eyebrows, leaning closer to her.

I was about to kiss her when she stood up in a sudden, and smiled at me, "Oh, not now Lover. I have to eat."

With a flick of her hair, she was down the stairs. I smiled again.

Officially My Rose.

Perfect. Or at least I hope.

I almost forgot...

My dad.