A Scorose story <3
It's Scorpius Malfoy and Rose Weasley's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and for the first time in nearly twenty-four years, Harry's having nightmares.
The evil witch, Zamara Kozlov, distant cousin of Antonin Dolohov, is on the hunt for Scorpius. Two years before, Draco made a mistake in hunting her down which resulted in the death of her innocent son.
Now she wants to make it even and go for Draco's son.
Will Rose and Scorpius be able to overcome their trials and finally be together, or will Zamara's Dark Magic get in the way of their feelings?
An excerpt:
Rose sprinted down the stairs of the Burrow, clutching the letter towards her chest, her heart beating loudly. "I won't sit here any longer!" She yelled, storming into the kitchen where her parents and cousins were. "We need to help S- Oh."
Scorpius sat at the kitchen table with his arm in a sling and a bandage on his chest. For a minute he and Rose just stared at each other, taking in the fact that they were really together again. They hadn't seen each other for months.
Then he slinked back like his confident old self and gave her one of his trademark smirks. "Worried about me, Weasley?"
Rose stood there for a minute just staring at him, not believing he was really there. She fought the urge to run up to him and kiss him. Either that or punch him.
"No," she finally responded, but it didn't sound believable to anyone in the room.
A smile began to form at the edges of Scorpius's mouth. "Sure," he said slowly, and everyone else began to filter out of the room, leaving the two of them alone. "Well I haven't been worried about you either."
Rose stepped closer to him, examining his face in the lamplight. "When did you get here?"
Scorpius stepped closer, closing the gap between them. He could almost feel the heat coming off of her. "Just this morning," he responded with a soft smile.
Disclaimer:
J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter, not me (obviously...)