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The Intelligence of Love	By : rad_slope Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Scorpius/Rose Views: 8094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Lily really needs to start focusing on school work. She is just to worried about boys right now. I mean, I love her, she is my cousin, but she has to get it together." Rose was rambling again, her hands moving in wild gestures as she talked. "Do you think I'm being to rough on her?"
The fact that Rose had just asked him a question barely registered with Scorpius. He was far to busy looking at her wonderfully full lips. He was surprised that he had not tripped as they walked the hall on rounds, as he was almost entirely focused on the beautiful red haired girl next to him.
"Scorpius?" Rose questioned. "Are you listening to me? You know what, don't worry about it."
"I'm listening." He lied. "You are doing the right thing. You are a good person." He answered. It was a generic answer, but one that he agreed with. In truth, he had put Rose on a pedestal such a long time ago that he would always think she was doing the right thing.
She smiled at him and his heart skipped a beat. "Thank you Scorpius." They continued walking, entering the great hall. "If I was focused on boys I would have never did as well as I did on the OWLS." She frowned slightly. She had been telling this particular lie so long that she was beginning to believe it herself. She was focused on the opposite sex, but just one boy, the one that was currently doing rounds with her.
"NEWTS are coming up." Scorpius said jokingly. "So make sure you don't pull a Lily in the next few weeks."
"I made it this far." She said sadly. "My feet hurt, Scorpius. Do you mind if we sit for a while?"
"Sure, but not at the Slytherin table." He said, turning to walk towards their house table, Ravenclaw.
"It's just a table." She replied with a laugh. Rose always found it humorous that Scorpius had such an aversion to all thing Slytherin, especially since it was his ancestral house.
"I know, but its not our table."
"Fine." Rose followed him to the Ravenclaw table and sat next to the handsome blonde.
A younger Rose would never sit in the Great Hall while on prefect duty. However, over the past few years, she had become considerably more relaxed. This was the effect that Scorpius Malfoy had on her. He was an effective prefect, and well liked by many of the younger students whom he frequently left off the hook for late night wanderings.
Rose initially had objected to Scorpius's easy going attitude, and worried that the younger students would manage to run into danger walking the halls at night. Scorpius calmed her nerves many times, insisting that "the only danger they are going to run into is a bad snogging". Whether Scorpius was right or not, the fear inspired by running into 2 prefects was usually enough to send students back to their dormitory in a hurry.
"Give me your foot." He said as he turned to straddle the bench.
"Scorpius, you really don't have to." She told him, already removing her foot from her shoe.
"Rose, give me your foot. I don't feel like listening to you complain for the next hour."
"Okay Malfoy!" She only called him by his last name when he said something rude. "In that case," she said swinging her foot up into his lap," you can do the other one after this."
"That Mertin kid, I think he is going to try to kill your plans the study for the NEWTS." Scorpius brought up the subject casually.
"Matty Mertin?" Rose repliled, her left eyebrow raising questioningly. "I didn't knoe he liked me. Not that it matters, I think he is repulsive anyway."
"Really? It seems like the other girls are wild about him." Scorpius replied, sounding a little more happy than he would like to let on.
"He is an idiot." She said simply. The feel of Scorpius's strong hands massaging her feet made her wish that he would touch her other places with those hands.
"Do you like anyone?" He asked, trying to remain calm and cool as his heart beat wildly.
"Yeah, I do." She said hesitantly. "You?"
"I have for a while now."
"Is it someone I know?"
"Yes. The most amazing girl in our year."
"Pamela Jounee?" Rose offered, quickly identifying the most beautiful girl in the entire school.
"No."
"Is it-"
"No."
"Scorpius, I did not even say her name."
"Rose." Scorpius said quietly. He began to trace a line up her calf and to her thigh.
"Scorpius, what are you doing?" She shivered at the light touch which was coming closer to her molten core.
"Rose, her name is Rose." He stroked a single finger over the lace directly covering her wet fold.
"Scorpius!" She yanked his hand out of her skirt angrily.
"Why are you mad?" He asked taking her hand into his own. "I could feel how wet you are right now."
"Because I..." She did not have a reason. Her body had responded to his touch with needing. Her mind was raging with a red indignity.
"Because you want to do something that involves pure emotion and not intellect." He told her intensely.
"No. I, um-" He was right, she could not deny it. Rose wanted those strong hands to do all manner of things to her sensitive places. Her eyes wandered down to the bulge in his pants. She wanted his thickness. She wanted to feel it inside her. Her brain eventually caught up with her sex drive. No she thought to herself there is a way to do this right and in the middle of the great hall is not the way.
"Rose, I have had feelings for you since the third year. I know you like me too, so don't argue with me. I also know you are arguing with yourself right now. You want me to touch you, but you make everything a process. That is how you do so well in school. You figure out a right way to do things and you stick to it." It was like he could read her every thought.
"Scorpius, I-"
"I'm not done yet." He said sounding very much like a Malfoy. "You are thinking about everyone and everything that is standing in the way of us being together. We will figure it all out. We will do things the right way, your way. I want you Rose. In all the ways that a man can want a woman. But for now we will go in the proper order."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I want what you want."
"Which is?"
"To do this right."
"How?"
"I want to take our time. I want you to be my girlfriend."
"Yes." Rose answered. She looked at him for a long time. How did he have her so figured out. She could not even protest his logic, or his understanding of her "process". Could he read her mind. "Can you hear what I'm thinking?"
"No." He answered, laughing. "I've been your best friend for almost seven years. You should really give me more credit. I do listen when you talk."
She turned her face upwards to the ceiling of stars above and smiled.
"What are you thinking?" Scorpius asked, taking both of her hands into his own.
"I'm not thinking anything." She replied smartly. "I'm feeling very happy. I have been dreaming about this moment for a long time."
"I've been dreaming about this for a long time." He reached up to cup the back of her head in his hands. Sweetly, almost reverently, he pulled her face towards his own. His lips made contact with her full soft ones. Rose relaxed into the kiss, closing her eyes as she did so. The moment was perfection.
"Scorpius, we should really talk about things. What -"
"We will, but for now, I want to kiss my beautiful woman." He interrupted before kissing her again, this time more deeply.
My beautiful woman. In one phrase all of her intellectual anguish vanished. Her worries could wait until after she had been thoroughly kissed.
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