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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter canon. I make no money. I write for my own pleasure.

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A/N: Thanks Eclectic Pet for betaing. Again a Scorpius Rose, I love them.

"Weasley?"
"Malfoy?"
"Hmm, fancy that?" Venom dripping from his voice. His eyes a deep mercury. Telling her, he wasn't happy to see her.
From their days at Hogwarts she remembered whenever he was angry about something his eyes being the sole marker telling everyone not to mess with him. Glancing across the quidditch pitch, there was no love lost between them.
The bar at the restaurant was busy. Rose was waiting for her blind date. She had donned a rather tight black leather dress. Her clutch holding her wand on the counter. Her hair in a high ponytail, she’d straightened her curls. Smokey eyes and blood red lipstick, she looked rather pretty considering her job, Scorpius thought. He hadn't seen her for the better part of three years. He himself had played Quidditch oversees. Rose scrubbed up rather well, her tomboyish appearance well taken care of.
"So, are you here alone?" He asked sipping from his tumbler filled with firewhiskey. He was getting rather annoyed waiting for his date.
"What does it look like Malfoy; yes I'm alone, waiting for my date actually!" She snarled. Her posture showing she wasn't too pleased chatting with him, swirling her white wine in her glass. Looking around trying to catch a glimpse of the person, she obviously was waiting for, failing miserably.
"Me too!" He answered. Just as he said it, he looked more closely to his childhood nemesis. Then he made the connection and so did she.
"Holy fuck!" Rose exclaimed. "Noo, it's you?"
"I guess I'm your blind date yes...!" He was so going to kill Zabini for this.
I'm so going to kill Dominique for this... Rose thought. How could she, letting her go on a blind date with Malfoy? How in fuck's name did she think this would be an okay thing to do? She knew she loathed the spawn.
"Mind the language please. I thought you had scrubbed up fine, but judging by your tone you're charming as ever, Weaslette!" Scorpius took another sip of his whiskey, observing the red head in front of him. Her green eyes were still dazzling beautiful, her scrawny body had developed into a confidently good figure; she looked appetising in her tight leather dress. Mmmm, shame she had such a filthy mouth, he could teach her how to behave, that would be quite rewarding. Perhaps she still could learn how to behave like a lady?
"Auror?" He asked.
"What?" Rose had her hand on her hip she was internally seething. Dominique was going to pay dearly, hooking her up with the Malfoy git. He looked rather dashing in his black pin stripe, he had a nice silver tie, and his hair ruffled just enough to give him the messy but well-groomed look. He always looked like a poster boy anyway. One of his many annoying qualities, alongside his silver tongue. Yuck how was it that he always appeared to be so in control, but still riling her up when all the girls obviously fawned over him. "Right! You're on a blind date? Why? You must be having them drooling after you in shedloads?"
"Auror?" He insisted he wanted a straight answer from her. Rose turned red again, she was going to spill nastiness any time now, its what she did.
"Yes, fine! Yes AUROR!" Oh, gods he was infuriating. "What's up with that, Malfoy? You haven't answered my question!" The insufferable git was trying to steer away from the obvious, why in heaven’s name was a loaded good-looking guy like him on a blind date?

"I never date. Zabini thought it was a good idea, I didn't want to go, but he said he had a good candidate!" This would surely set her off; he looked forward to her reaction.
"A good candidate, a good...!" Steam came from her ears. Yup ready to combust internally, or no wait, explode!
"What, the fuck!" Yup and explode it was. She was making a right spectacle of her self. She really had to learn to control that bad temper of hers. Maybe he could try? It would make for a nice challenge. Perhaps Zabini hadn't been so wrong after all.
"Yes, come to think about it, isn't your cousin Dominique dating him?" Yes, that was it, she was Rose’s cousin, and maybe she thought he'd be able to shape her into a well-behaved woman. He could shape her, throw her back out for others to enjoy. An idea was forming in his head; he had to carefully play this one out.

"What kind of auror, the long mission type or solving small crimes?" He said smoothly.
Rose visibly relaxed. "No, long mission kind off auror! Being away long ends of time, no time to date or build a relationship, as Dom puts it nicely..." Gulping her white wine in one go.
"Here, let me get you a refill! Dry white?" He had her down as the dry white wine type.
Rose nodded in agreement, settling down a bit. He'd guessed right, she was the dry white wine type of girl, white and sparkly just didn't define her.
Scorpius handed her the wine making sure his fingers touched hers. Her eyes softened just a tad bit.
"Shall we order some tapas?" He suggested. It was getting late; a full meal wouldn't be the wisest thing. "I'm feeling hungry; we might as well eat something, now we're here!" Smooth, ever, soo smooth.
"Yes, might as well, do you have any suggestions? I don't eat tapas often I never know how to pick the right ones by myself, there's always someone around who knows what to pick!" Rose said. She was still angered by a downright patronising Dominique. Scorpius seemed to be a more pleasant variant of himself tonight.

She had to eat sometime and it was getting late. She would have grabbed a burger when she headed home, tapas seemed a good alternative, might as well enjoy the meal even when present company wasn't shaping up to what it could be. A prince charming with good looks. Well good looks would have to do for now.
Scorpius signalled the waiter placing Rose and his order. He turned when the waiter took off. "The waiter tells me we can enjoy our tapas here, if it's all right with you." His eyes had definitely softened up a bit, Rose noticed.
The waiter returned mere minutes later with a platter filled with fruits of the sea. Tortillas de camarones, battered prawns, Mejillones rellenos, stuffed mussels and calamari, battered squid rings. Scorpius explained what was on the plate.
Rose loved seafood and this smelled absolutely divine, maybe eating with Scorpius wasn't that bad.
Scorpius selected, stuffed mussels, holding it in front of Rose for her to take a bite, which she gladly did. His finger brushed her cheek casually as he offered her, her bite. It was heavenly seasoned, Scorpius feeding her didn't even struck her as odd. He was being casual about it, as if he wanted to let her know how much he liked showing her the amazing food he selected.
He ordered another glass of wine for Rose, drinking water and keeping the same tumbler of firewhiskey.
Rose even giggled a bit when he gave her some chorizo wrapped in puff pastry, when it hit the back of her tongue a spicy hotness exploded in her mouth, making her eyes water.

Scorpius laughed out loud, handing her her wine and some bread. "You should never drink water with spicy food, extinguishing it with bread, it helps!"
Rose didn't want to admit to it but she was having a good time. Scorpius was pleasant enough, offering her nice foods, a good glass wine and a more than charming company. She had no need to swear at all.
"I want to propose a toast to your smart cousin, providing us with a nice evening!" Scorpius and Rose raised their glasses.

"To Dominique!" Rose sighed; the alcohol made her cheeks feel warmer, even Scorpius seemed less obnoxious. She had let him touch her bare arm now and again, he'd stroked her arm, and it had made her feel confident and good about her self. She'd even received some spiteful glances from other females. Being with Scorpius was not so bad after all.
When their meal was finished, Rose picked up the tab showing him she was in full control; she could take care of herself. He'd mentioned a nice little Muggle dance-club, he knew the proprietor of, he could slip them in as it was a sought after place.
He helped her down from her bar stool offering his arm for her to hold on to. Rose felt a bit wobbly, maybe she'd a glass or two too much of that wine, she mused to herself.
Scorpius escorted her through to the cloak room; he guided her by gently pushing her at the small of her back.
Rose leaned into his pleasant touch; he was a gentleman after all.
He retrieved their coats, Rose had a woollen blue army coat, and Scorpius donned a grey tweed cover coat. He looked amazingly gentlemanly in it. Scorpius smirked when he caught Rose looking at him. She liked what she saw, that was an absolute bonus, her blue army coat was a definite no-no, he had to see if he could correct her on that, it was just not feminine. On the other hand, she could wear a potato bag and still look good.
They stood outside, it was late in the evening a clear starry night which was cold, their breaths turned into small clouds. "Just hold on to my arm I'll apparate us to the Muggle dance club.” Scorpius murmured. Rose wasn't too happy about it, she had to trust Scorpius not to take her to unwanted territory, on the other hand Dominique knew she was with Scorpius, so if she mysteriously vanished her family knew whom to turn to. Being an auror, she only trusted herself. Scorpius had done nothing to have her guards up, thus also a confusing situation. Rose was anxious; she had no time to dwell on it as her naval tugged sending her through a narrow tube.
Scorpius had apparated them into an ally near a busy Muggle street. Rose saw people walking at the end of the ally. They were behind the club, the bins were overflowing as usual, luckily, it was freezing, and rotting vegetables didn't stink up the place.

Okay, he'd taken her where he'd promised to, not into dense woodlands ready to murder her.
Scorpius took her hand leading her out of the ally. Again this odd, but sweet gesture. His grip was firm, she felt his thumb caressing hers. It was probably the alcohol sending mixed signals to her brain from her body or vice- versa. Oh, one couldn't really rely on your brain whilst being intoxicated. Damn that Malfoy git for getting her under the influence. She tried to resist him moving her forward but she couldn't. He'd probably Imperiused her as well, Rose huffed inside her head.
A few steps from the ally a Muggle dance club appeared. There was a rather long queue in front of the door. Scorpius walked confidently past club-goers, earning them a few evil glances. Scorpius’ posture seemingly not noticing said queue.
The doorman waved them to come closer "Good evening Lord Malfoy, MS.!” Giving them a courteous nod.
"Gavin!" Scorpius acknowledged the security man. Rose noticed Scorpius slipping him a hundred pound note. That's how it's done, she was an auror she noticed seemingly unnoticeable gestures.
Inside the small entrance area Scorpius took Rose’s coat, slipped off his, handing them to the cloak room assistant. The woman gave him a black plastic card with a golden number on it. The music inside the club could be felt and heard. A man and a woman where standing close to each other in the corner, they were deeply infatuated with one another. The man was feeling her up shamelessly. The woman didn't seem to care as she let him touch her in a rather compromising way.
Scorpius smirked as they walked past them. He still had Rose firmly in his grip.

"Now, would the lady care to dance?" He held his hand out for her to take.
"Now, why would the lady take your hand? You don't even like her." Rose countered.
"Tssss, I think I've shown the lady nothing but the utmost respect today!" Scorpius whispered as he leaned over to her. "Now, please indulge me?" Was he pleased with her he looked sincere enough. She was too tired to start a new argument giving in to the tall handsome platinum blonde.
The music had turned into a more softer swaying kind; Scorpius pulled Rose close to his chest, moving slowly to the beat of the music.
This was actually nice Rose mused, he smelled nice, his chest was sturdy, his hips moved against hers in a casual but steady rhythm of the music, he had a real knack for it. He held her hand close to his chest, her other hand behind the small of her back, it was quite intimate. Rose didn't do intimate least of all with Scorpius. They hated each other or rather; they had never spoken a word before. He had always been this perfect quidditch player, austere Slytherin a small close-knit group of friends surrounded him. Girls from every house swooning when they walked past. Ugh, not Rose, no siree, she looked after her self and her family.
Independent strong Rose.
No, lonely, loveless, craving a double helping of good sex more like it! It was so long ago she didn't remember when she had sex, Rose. Oh fuck it all, she might as well go home with him, let him fuck her and get it over with, she needed a good pounding anyway.

"Maybe, we could go over to your house for a coffee!" She heard her self say. Pathetic! Right, desperate, surely, obvious? Very....
She couldn't see the smile on Scorpius face; he had her right where he wanted her. He wasn't giving her any this night, he'd let her crave it maybe beg him. Yes, that would be good, she would offer it, he would decline, but she would jump through hoops first, on his terms, she would gladly give in, without a hitch.

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