Rose and Scorpius (Scorose, Scorpius and Rose)

Chapter Seven

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Breakfast was usually a lovely affair, there was always plenty of sausages and pancakes, but this morning was not destined to be as lovely as I would have liked it to. I should have realized this when Lily sat down next to me, a purposeful look on her face.

"You're sleeping with Scorpius Malfoy?" she said. I spit half the orange juice in my mouth across the table, good thing it didn't reach Albus and Alex, who were talking animatedly on the far side.

"What!? Lily, where did you hear that?"

"Um, the entire school, everybody knows, there's no point hiding it."

"Lily," I said exasperatedly, wiping orange juice from my face, "I am not sleeping with Scorpius Malfoy."

"Oh," she looked dejected, "but everyone saw you guys holding hands in the Three Broomsticks!"

"Oh, and that automatically means I'm sleeping with him?" I said sarcastically.

"Well, yeah!"

"Ok, look, yes, we were holding hands at the Three Broomsticks, but," I said loudly at her squeal of glee, "we haven't even kissed yet, I mean not really."

"Wait, so are you dating him then?"

"I dunno! We haven't really talked that over yet."

"Talked that over? Look all you need to do is get into his pants-"

"Oh, god Lily, how are you so dirty minded? You seem like such a nice girl, but really, you have a whole other side."

"Whatever Rose." Lily rolled her eyes and got up from the table, walking away, then she turned and ran back, "I am so happy for you guys!" she squealed, then bounced out of the hall.

I sighed, finished my pancake, and started out of the hall after her, heading to History of Magic. Although I had barely made it two steps before Scorpius came up behind me, slipping his hand into mine.

"Hi, where ya headed?"

"Just class." I said as butterflies rose in my stomach.

"Cool, hey so I've got a proposition for you."

"Yeah?"

"Can you meet me in the entrance hall at 9 o'clock Saturday night?"

"Sure, why?"

He gave me mischievous smile, "You'll see. Catch you later." He said, pulling away and running off. I smiled after him, causing me to nearly walk into a couple of first years.

History of Magic was always a extremely boring. Professor Binns had been at Hogwarts for god knows how long, and still refused to retire, after all, he was a ghost. Anyway, while he droned on and on, mostly everyone either fell into boredom induced stupors, or held whispered conversations under their breath.

I leaned over to Albus, who was focused on a doodle he was making on his paper, and muttered, "Hey, Al."

He glanced up, "Yeah?"

"So how is everything going with you and Alex?"

A slight smile formed on his face, "Good."

"Do you think he's..."

"Gay? I don't know, maybe."

"But you like him."

"Yeah, I do, I really do."