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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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Thanks Eclectic Pet for betaing, you're a gem.

Rose went to the gym, she needed to workout desperately, and her toned muscles needed regular exercise. She put her bag in her locker, hanging her pea coat on her peg. Pulling her hair in a high ponytail, donning her trainers. She sat on the bench, closed her eyes and rolled her head around, her shoulders and neck felt tense. A shoulder massage would be so nice she mused. Scorpius hands on her shoulder, preferably, she chuckled imagining his lean fingers kneading her knots.
"Hi, Rose, ready to go head to head!" James entered the locker room.
Rose looked up to her cousin; they agreed to work out together. The trial with their defendant could start later today. Rose was the first to give evidence. She needed to blow off steam before making an appearance before the magistrates.
Rose went into the duelling and wrestling area. She started skipping with her rope, her leg muscles needed to warm up. She'd been skipping ten minutes alternating high speed and normal jumps. Her face flushed, sweat dripping down in tendrils. She so needed the exercise.
"Okay ready?" James said as he walked into the wrestling arena. Several heads turned as Rose put her rope down. James and her wrestling matches were world renowned. Rose didn't give in, and James didn't spare her. James was strong and swift. Rose agile and supple.
Rose and James took their places on the floor, Rose crouched down as James tried to flip her, Rose gave way, and James flipped her with ease as she rolled with him. James was puzzled as Rose slipped from his grasp. Rose bucked her hips, grabbing James around his neck with her thighs, pulling him sideways. She ended above him, pushing his shoulders to the mat, squeezing her thighs without remorse together. James had trouble breathing. Tapping the mat ferociously signalling her she’d won.
"Wooaaah, easy tiger!" He bellowed, rubbing his neck as he scrambled up.
Money exchanged hands as their spectators, walked away.
Rose was huffing like mad she so needed to vent her anger.
"Don't tell me your-not-really-my-boyfriend, fuelled this, that kind of weekend? Huh!" James whistled between his teeth.
"As a matter of fact! No!" Rose thundered, how dare he think that about Scorpius. "No, the trial is bugging me, facing that arse wipe!" Rose seethed some more, her anger had been thoroughly fuelled, thinking about that low life.
"If you say so!" James still rubbed his neck; Rose had put him in a rather tight leg-lock. She was one hell of a scary chick sometimes. How she managed to find a bloke was beyond him. The man must be something.
"I'm hitting the shower James! Thanks for acting like my dummy!" Rose grabbed her towel, placing it behind her head. She kicked a heavy medicine ball as she walked off.

Rose took a hot shower, washing her hair purposely, her curls should be shiny, bouncy, a true red mane of flames. She felt fired up, ready to face her attacker.
Rose had been prepped by the prosecutor, her uncle Percy, he liked following rules, instilling them on anyone. He wasn't one to be messed with, protocol decorum, slapping wrists, demanding high punishments. Rose had never liked him; he got high on punishment, showing everybody he could throw his weight around, even when he was a spiteful little man.

Rose faced her assailant; the man was magically bound, tied to the bannister. Rose felt her heart beat ferociously, her scars tingled, the man had a hold over her, and she didn't like it one bit. Her scars hurt as the black haired man grinned at her. He knew where he’d hit her. Oh, yes he knew all right. Rose stared back at him, not taking her eyes from his cool light ice blues. They resembled the eyes of a Husky, his canine teeth and gums glowing. Rose feared he might be an Animagus. James assured her he was magically bound in his human form. His father made sure he couldn't transform.
Rose felt a smouldering set of eyes upon her; she followed the feeling up to the top row, there hiding in the shadows a familiar mop of silver blond hair, stood watching the spectacle down stairs. Rose felt her heart swell he’d come. She hadn't asked him, he hadn't relayed he would come. His eyes looked almost black, he was livid. Rose hadn't seen much emotion, but now it was clear as day.

Rose had to peel her eyes from him; she had to focus on her task.

"Now, Mr. Inkberry, will you face trial and cooperate?" Percy Weasley declared pompously.
The defendant gave no sign of cooperating.
"I will take your silence as an agreement!" Percy went on as he placed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was checking his notes.
The magistrates leaned back in their chairs, this was going to take some time, Weasley liked to make a show out of it.
Scorpius watched his kitten, sitting in the witness box, she looked good. Her posture straight, strong, he could see in the way the line in her forehead creased, she was deep in thought. Somehow Scorpius needed to act out his wroth, no one, touched or scathed his kitten. Her skin was his. Mr. Inkberry would have his comeuppance; he wouldn’t be aware of what hit him.
Percy was finished, letting Rose swear her oath.
Rose felt calm, Scorpius’ presence made her feel confident.
Rose testified to what occurred at Westwood Forrest, she showed her scars. Her injuries adding to an already heavy sentence, using an “Unforgivable” was restricted and heavily prosecuted.
Rose left the witness box; the representative of the defendant had been very lenient with her. She had once glanced upwards where Scorpius had been located Rose had followed his gaze, and then Scorpius left.
James was up next, he gave Rose a squeeze in her hand; whispering, "You did fine!"
Rose walked past the spectator tribune, her uncle Harry stood at the entrance leaning in the shadows. He hugged her briefly, Rose had bottled up all her anger and fear of breaking down, she'd succeeded in showing strength. "Take the rest of the day off Rose, collect yourself and come back in tomorrow." He said fatherly.

She held her head high as she vacated the court room.
She stood outside the courtroom, leaning against the dark wooden panelling, closing her eyes, repressing tears. She was fierce, she didn't do tears.
"Well done kitten..." A soft voice in front of her whispered. A strong minty scent, mixed with musk and wood wafted towards her. She’d recognise that smell anywhere.
"Daddy is proud of his kitten!" Scorpius said, so no one could hear.

Rose opened her eyes; the perfect dressed Platinum blond stood there, his eyes deeply enthralled by what he saw.
"You came, for me?" Rose said blushing, letting her emotion get the better of her. Her tears flowing freely.
"Of course I came, for you! You're mine aren't you?" He pulled her into his chest.
Oh Rose, of course I came for you, who else. Inkberry attacking his girl, he would feel what happened when you interfered with a Malfoy's property. He’d paid the culprits advocate a handsome sum of money; he wouldn't give Rose a hard time on the bench. Scorpius had made sure she wouldn't be embarrassed.
"Come love, let me take you home!" He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and make sweet love to her right here, but he wouldn't. Rose looked fragile now; she came out of her strong armour. Showing the little girl inside her strong shell. Scorpius liked her this vulnerable, exposed and naked, she’d be easily pliable. He could be her knight in shining armour.
Rose went into the auror office; Scorpius interlaced his fingers with hers. She could retrieve her coat and he’d spoil her.
Rose felt Scorpius fingers against hers, he brushed her thumb with his, and this was the second time he acted like this. Caring nurturing. She felt so good with him by her side. He’d come for her, when she needed him the most.
Rose went into the locker room to grab her sports-bag and coat. Scorpius closed the door behind him as Rose crossed the room to get her coat and bag.

Scorpius held his hand out to take Rose's sports-bag. Rose declining his offer, she could carry it herself. Scorpius wasn't amused, "Give it Rose! And that's not a question!" He said sternly. "My woman doesn't carry her stuff, at least not when I'm around!"
Rose looked abashed; she wasn’t used to being treated differently by men. Her jaw open, as if she wanted to say something. Looking back at a now angered Platinum blond male, his eyes set more stern. She handed over her bag, "I'm sorry Scorpius, I didn't mean to disrespect you, it’s ...just.... I'm not accustomed to men being chivalrous." Her eyes to the floor.
"Well, try not to act like this again, I’ll let it slide!" He had to give her credit, her apology helped a bit. He would punish her later. He didn't do rejection well, not when he offered help. It wasn't done, he was the male here.
Rose interlaced her fingers with his again; he held the door for her with his elbow, still having the bag tight in his grip. He’d caught onlookers as they walked out of her work environment.
Rose leaned her head on his shoulder as they walked out into the main hall of the Wizarding Ministry.
Rose and Scorpius looked thoroughly infatuated as they walked side by side. Hermione wanted to call out to her daughter; she wanted to know how Rose’s testimony had fared. She decided against it as she observed the couple. Scorpius had a devious glint in his eyes, lips set on smirk mode. Rose looked love-struck next to him. Hermione's heart leaped up, she looked like a little girl held by a strong man. She’d never seen her daughter like this, so small, so demure. She simply didn’t recognise her grown up girl; she wasn't sure what to think. Rose felt like the little girl she’d been before she went to Hogwarts. Scorpius Malfoy gave off a strong possessive note to her, as if he’d thump anyone who dared to come close to his prized possession.
Hermione contemplated if she should be worried for her daughter, on the flip side, Rose looked happier with this man then anyone before.
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