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Amortentia	By : goldensnitch18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Scorpius/Rose Views: 13221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 4
- 5
- 6
Story: Amortentia
Synopsis: In their sixth year, rivals Rose and Scorpius have a moment of terrifying clarity when they both inhale the sweet smell of Amortentia. One year later, Rose is finally single and Scorpius is determined to snog the crazy out of her.
Rating: M
Pairing: Scorpius/Rose
Chapter Four:
Four days. That was how long she had lasted from telling him she couldn't snog him to the day she started snogging him and couldn't stop. It was surreal and weird and amazing.
Thursday morning they had Transfiguration, which was Rose’s best subject. She successfully turned her desk into a pig and back again within ten minutes of getting her instructions from Professor Kraven. Scorpius took three times as long and his pig still had a slight wood grain pattern engraved in the pink of its skin. Rose had smirked at him as she effortlessly displayed her skills for him … to rub it in his face of course ... over and over
Thursday night Scorpius had Quidditch Practice and Rose had her first team meeting. Her team hadn’t changed from the year before. They had Lorcan and Lysander Scamander as Beaters, Alice, Aaron, and Eben Desford as Chasers, Carter Spinnet as Seeker, and her as Keeper. They were a well oiled machine by now, and had even won the House Cup last year. All four houses had amazing teams this year and several promising new players had stepped up to fill the empty spots left by graduates. This year, Aaron was desperate to hold on to their reign and leave Hogwarts as two time Captain of the champion team.
Rose was competitive and she loved Quidditch, so this was quite all right with her, but she wasn’t quite as crazy as Aaron and she was happy to have him as Captain. She listened to Aaron lecture them in the corner of the Ravenclaw common room for nearly an hour, with Alice at her side and gave him her full attention. He handed out play books to them all and chose several to highlight and display as there key moves for the season. He assigned them homework of memorizing the first 15 plays by practice that Saturday and handed them out practice and game schedules for the year.
As she was leaving to head up with Alice for the night, Aaron approached them. Alice gave her a questioning glance and Rose waved at her, telling her it was okay to head up alone. “Hey, Rose. I just wanted to make sure you were feeling better.”
“What?” She forgot for a moment that she was supposed to have been sick the day before. “Oh, yeah. I’m much better.”
“Good. I was worried about you.” He reached up to her face and moved a curl behind her ear.
“No need to worry.” She wanted to want to be here, to be able to let Aaron try to take her to Hogsmeade, but she didn’t want either of those things. She wanted the fire that Scorpius made her feel and she wanted someone that wouldn’t expect a relationship. There was no way she had anything to give to someone like Aaron right now. Someone who wanted to woo her and buy her butterbeer and hold her hand in The Three Broomsticks while they talked about their futures. She needed Scorpius who was nothing short of awful, but wouldn’t expect anything outside of her snogging him.
“Okay, well, maybe we can sit together at breakfast tomorrow? Have that chat we talked about yesterday?”
“Oh … Aaron, I thought about it and … I just don’t think I can date right now. I’m still not really feeling up to it. I’m sorry.” She tried to be nice and spoke softly so that no one else in the common room could overhear her, but she saw his face fall as she let him down.
“Okay, yea, I get it.”
“Thanks, Aaron. I … I think you’re doing a great job. With the team.”
“Thanks, Rose.” He reached out and squeezed her hand and walked over to where Alvin Davies and the twins were playing exploding snap. She sighed as she made her way up the tower. She didn’t like disappointing Aaron, but she didn’t want to lead him on and the truth was she didn’t want to date him or kiss him or be with anyone right now. She wanted to get through this year and figure out who in the world she was and then maybe she could think about dating again.
She stopped at the 7th year girls common room and found it full. Alice was emptying her bag from the day, her playbook on her bed, and Tamsyn was painting Poppy’s nails. “So, did you let him down easy?” Alice asked her as she closed the door.
“I tried.” Rose dropped her bag by the door and went to sit on Poppy’s empty bed.
“Who are we turning down?” Tamsyn asked with big eyes.
“I bet it was Aaron. Why in the world would you turn him down?” Poppy looked at her suspiciously.
“I’m still not ready to date.” Rose told them, feeling like a broken record. “I was with Rowan for so long, and I just can’t really imagine being with anyone else yet.”
“Maybe if you just gave it a try?” Alice suggested.
“No.” Rose shook her head. “I really don’t want to right now. Maybe I’ll change my mind, but right now I don’t think I will. Not for awhile.”
“I wish Aaron would ask me to Hogsmeade.” Poppy told them and wiggled her eyebrows. “He surely does know how to ride that broom.” All four of them laughed at this and Tamsyn let out an “Amen.”
“He is quite nice to look at.” Rose told them. “He definitely has that going for him.”
“What about you, Alice?” Rose asked, remembering her talk with Scorpius about Al.
“Oh … no one here.” She shrugged and Rose bit her lip, considering the words forming in her head for a moment and then, she decided to let them out.
“Scorpius thinks you should go with Albus.” There was silence as three heads turned to stare at her. Alice’s mouth fell open.
“What?”
“We had a row about it.” This seemed to appease Tamsyn and Poppy as they stopped staring at her as if she had admitted to having private talks about her friends personal lives with Scorpius Malfoy. “He thinks you should go with Al, if you want to.”
“Oh. I … well …”
“Would you want to?” Tamsyn and Poppy stared at Alice now with Rose eyeing her closely as well.
“Well … I …”
“You totally want him.” Poppy said, her eyes growing large.
“You totally snogged his brother all last year!”
“Not all last year.” Alice rolled her eyes. “It was just a few times and it didn’t mean anything to him.”
“But now you might like Al?” Rose asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I … may … might think so.” There were squeals then and Rose was embarrassed to admit that one of them may have come from her. “Don’t you think it’s weird? I did snog his brother. And who even knows if he likes me.”
“Me! I know! I’m one of his best friends. Why does no one ever remember that Al and I are actually friends?!” Rose said crossing her arms.
“Maybe because he’s always with Malfoy.” Tamsyn suggested. “Who you hate.”
“Back to Al!” Poppy demanded. “Who cares about the other crap, what did Al say about Alice?” Three sets of eyes found her and Rose watched Alice wringing her hands.
“He really likes you, a lot.” Rose watched a goofy grin slide into place on Alice’s face and she couldn’t help but smile too. “Be careful with him. He’s important to me.”
“I will.” Alice laughed. As Rose said goodnight and shut the door behind her, Alice was still grinning.
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Scorpius hated Albus. He had put them through the hell of trying out new chaser’s only to decide to put the other Cross kid on the team. Scorpius was tired, gross, and annoyed by the time he had been allowed to leave the Pitch. He had stood in the shower for a good twenty minutes before he actually got around to actually starting to wash and work towards getting out. He still wanted to get started on the essay meant to accompany that day's practical Transfiguration lesson, which he had clearly not mastered, and so he headed to his room and through to the Library.
The first thing he noticed upon entering was Rose sitting in his green chair waiting for him. She was flipping through something that looked like a Quidditch play book. “Going to share the Ravenclaw plans with me? Not that I'm complaining but I did not expect that particular perk.” He dropped his bag on the table and she glared at him jokingly.
Rose tapped the book with her wand and it glowed for a moment. “I'd like to see you try.” She told him with a mischievous grin. “In fact it might be the best thing I've seen all day.”
“I think I'll pass.” He didn't even want to know what she had done to the book and what it would do to him if he touched it. As he walked over to her he asked, “So why are in my chair?”
“I didn't see your name on it.” She stood, making a show of looking around at the chair.
“You're a smartass.” He wrapped his arms around her waist.
“And you're a prat. You just want me to admit I was waiting for you after my meeting.” Rose put her hands on his chest and pushed him towards the chair. The back of his legs hit the seat and he let himself fall into it.
“And? Were you waiting for me?” He smirked as she climbed into his lap.
“What do you think?” And then she was snogging him, showing him an entirely different set of skills than the ones she had been showing off in Transfiguration. He ran his hands up her back, into her hair, and back down to cup her arse as she pushed her hips down into his and made him crazy. Her lips ran down his jaw and onto his neck and he didn't care that he was breathing heavy or that she could clearly feel him hard against her. They had sat there, groping, snogging, moaning for twenty minutes before they had to get up and go do their Heads Rounds for the night. Scorpius had tried to convince her to skip, well he was mostly joking, but she wouldn't hear of it.
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Friday, they had Charms together in which they were very well behaved and listened to the lecture with rapt attention. Scorpius spent his morning break talking strategy with Albus about their team in the Slytherin Common Room and Rose spent hers in the library with Alice, who may have been having a panic attack about the amount of homework she had been assigned. Alice was only taking one class less than Rose and she was bogged down as well. Rose was only too happy to actually finish that Transfiguration essay she had kept Scorpius from the night before.
After lunch, they had Herbology, which was easily one of their favorite subjects. Headmaster Longbottom still taught the N.E.W.T level courses despite hiring a new Herbology teacher for the O.W.L.S and below levels. After herbology, Albus and Alice had astronomy and Scorpius and Rose had each vanished to their rooms. They met in the library and this time, Scorpius pinned her against the wall with enthusiasm, claiming her mouth within moments. “Gods, Weasley.” He moaned into her, running his hands up the sides of her body. “You're driving me fucking mad.”
“I didn't do anything.” She said defensively, and he laughed.
“You’re in all my damn classes and now that I've tasted you, I don't want to stop.”
“Well, you will have to stop. This isn't going past graduation.”
“Fine.” He growled, biting at the soft skin where her neck met her shoulder.
“And we’re not having sex.” She nearly whispered it, ashamed to say it out loud.
Scorpius pulled back from her, frowning. “Other stuff?”
“Other stuff eventually, as allowed, but no sex.” All she could think about was Rowan and how she had felt when he had betrayed her. She had been so used, so violated, and there was no way she was going to feel that way for Scorpius Stupid Malfoy. She couldn't let anyone make her feel that way, which was a big part of why she definitely wouldn't be dating anyone or sleeping with anyone anytime soon. She would do this, snog Scorpius in the library, letting him help her to relieve the stress of so many things, and go about her life without having to worry about anyone hurting her like that for now.
“Deal. No snogging other people. If you want to date someone you tell me and we end it.” He didn't want to have to see her getting snogged by idiots like Aaron Boot or run into her on a date in Hogsmeade. He was jealous of things he considered his and for the next nine months, or until she told him otherwise, Rose Weasley was his, not that he would EVER say that to her and not expect to get slapped.
“Deal. I already told Aaron I couldn’t go to Hogsmeade with him.” She said back, pulling him into her, her tongue tracing his bottom lip. He let out an embarrassing moan and pushed harder against her claiming her mouth.
That mouth was finally all his.
XXX
Over the next few weeks, the seventh years fell into a routine. Rose and Scorpius had taken on so much, that they often were holed up in their library. They spent the majority of this time actually studying, writing papers, and practicing spell work they hadn't quite mastered in class. It was a small minority of this time that they spent snogging in one of the chairs or pressed up against a wall. In fact, they would both say it was too much of a minority if asked, but they wouldn't be, of course, because no one realized that the two had started snogging.
In class they kept their interactions to a minimum. They still barbed at each other with words, but they didn't let it go further than that. Scorpius never mentioned Rowan again, even in private, and Rose stayed clear of mentioning his family. Even she had to admit that Scorpius’s plan of snogging to relieve the tension did seem to actually help them not want to kill each other in class. In the library, they rarely talked unless they were about to snog.
To Rose, it felt like freedom. She no longer really worried about having classes with Scorpius and she still got to act on her body’s attraction to him without actually having to think about any other kind of feelings for him. To Scorpius, it felt like disbelief. Every time she came back to him to help her relieve some tension after finishing an essay or a three hour long Saturday Quidditch practice, Scorpius couldn't believe that he was actually allowed to touch her, to act on the lust that had consumed him for the past year after smelling her lavender shampoo in the Potions classroom.
It was the first week of October when they finally took their … fun … past snogging. Scorpius had been wanting to make a move, to push limits to the “other stuff as allowed” point, but he was too worried about fucking up what he was already getting.
They had Ancient Runes on Wednesday afternoons right before dinner, and that prat Colin Creevey was in it with them, but not Albus or Alice. Rose and Colin had always been Ancient Runes partners. Harry had known his Uncle or something that he was named after and his Dad was friends with Rose’s parents. This pairing had never really bothered Scorpius in the past. Colin was always polite, friendly, and not at all flirtatious with Rose, but apparently that had changed when her relationship with Rowan had ended. Scorpius had witnessed first hand Colin’s attempts to get into Rose’s good graces, while she remained oblivious.
The first week of October however, there was no more being oblivious. At the end of the class, while the six advanced students were packing their bags and chatting, Scorpius tried to hear their conversation.
“... I know you might not be ready, but I wanted to try at least.” Colin’s reached out and brushed his knuckles against hers.
Rose blushed and grinned, the color in her cheeks a soft pink. Scorpius was watching her out of the corner of his eye, wondering what the hell Creevey was after.
“Yea. I think this time I'm just going to go solo. I'm just, well, It wasn't a ... “ Scorpius saw her frown, her eyes losing a bit of their sparkle. “It was a really bad break up and I'm not ready.”
Colin gripped her hand and squeezed it. “I totally get it. Let me know if that changes and until then I'll just consider myself lucky to get to sit next to you in Ancient Runes.” Scorpius felt his blood boil as Creevey, that stupid, sneaking, Gryffindor raised her hand to his lips and kissed it before walking away. This left Scorpius and Rose in the room with Professor Babbling. Scorpius waited about a minute then left the room. Rose followed him and they walked one in front of the other for a few minutes, until they were alone in a corridor where Scorpius finally grabbed her hand and pulled her into a …
“Broom closet?” She said with her eyebrow raised once he shut the door. They both dropped their bags on the ground.
“Would you prefer I do this in the hallway?” He asked and she shook her head. He pulled her into him, and their lips touched in a familiar wave of fire and a shiver ran through his body.
“I never would have guessed you for the jealous type before this.” She said against his mouth.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” He trailed his lips down her chin to her neck, his hands roaming under her robes, trying to feel the shape of her beautiful body hiding underneath them.
“You being jealous of Colin asking me to Hogsmeade just like you were jealous when Aaron did the same. I know you were listening.” Her voice had a breathy quality and she sighed softly as he sucked at her skin.
“You said no. Nothing to be jealous of.”
“Well then why are you suddenly pulling me into a broom closet? Something you've never done. We should both be heading to dinner.”
“I want you.” He whispered, and remembering Colin’s lips on her hands, her blush as he asked her out, gave him the burst of bravery he needed to push those limits he'd been wanting to push. Scorpius moved his hand up her leg, pulling her skirt with it. “I want more of you.” He whispered. “I want what you needed after you smelled me in that Potion. I want you to have it with me, not with that fucking idiot in the changing rooms.” He growled and then he felt her freeze under him.
“What?”
“I … oh, fuck.”
Rose pulled back from him, his hand falling away from her skirt. “How did you …”
“I went down to the pitch to fly after … I needed to distract myself so I wouldn't hunt you down and snog you. I needed …”
“I know what you needed.” She said sadly. “It was the first time I … that we … went that far.”
“What?” He had never suspected this. Not ever had he thought that he might have caused her to cross that line with Rowan. “Wait. You … went to him because …”
“Because I wanted you and he was my boyfriend.”
“And …”
“And I couldn't stop thinking about you the entire time he was touching me.” She stared at the floor as she talked, not willing to watch his face.
“You … I just walked in and left once I realized. I wanted to be the one touching you. To know what it felt like to make you feel that way.”
Rose moved back against him, knocking over several brooms in the process. Scorpius immediately moved his hands under her skirt, pulling at the lace that lined her knickers as she kissed him with more passion than she ever had before. The fire burning through him was an inferno. He felt her pushing at his robes, trying to remove them, but he wasn't willing to let go of her to allow that. He moved his hand down below the lace and felt her push against his hand, eager for him to touch her. When his fingers finally found her core, she was already wet, and he grew hard as he slipped one finger inside of her and then another.
“Yessssss.” She moved her mouth to his ear. “Scorpiussss.” She moaned as he moved his fingers in and out of her. His heart was racing, his cock pulsating against his pants. He could hear every perfect sound she was making as he felt her tight and hot and wet around his fingers. A moment later his used his thumb to find the sweet nub at the top of her perfect lips. The moment he touched it she leaned further into him, seeming to lose the ability to fully support herself. “Ohhhhh.” Her breath was hot against his ear, her hands clutching him.
“I've wanted to do this for so long.” He told her, his words forced out between his heavy breaths. He couldn't believe that Rose Weasley was writhing against him as his fingers were buried inside of her over and over and his thumb began to swirl small circles around her clit.
“Me too.” She moaned again, unable to believe how good he could make her feel with just two fingers and a thumb. Her entire body was clenching, trying to hold on, trying to enjoy what he was doing as long as possible. She tried to think of something, anything other than what he was making her feel so she could make it last longer, but it was hopeless. It was mere minutes before she bit down on his robes to muffle her cries as her body shook and she seized around his fingers. When she finally stopped, he held her for another few minutes until she could stand on her own again. She kissed his neck as he held her there, trying to show him in some small way how good she felt.
He helped her back to her feet and she grabbed her wand to clean them both. The next few minutes of fixing clothes, grabbing bags, and taming hair were awkward and sweet and bumbling. She bumped her head into his chin and he scratched her forehead as he tried to flatten a curl. They were both blushing and looking away by the time they were situated. They stood there in the semi dark and waited for other to speak.
Rose was the first. She leaned in, kissed him, and told him. “I'm glad you spied on me.”
“Peeping Tom thing turns you on?”
“No,” she smiled. “I would never have told you otherwise. Any of that.”
“I'm glad you did.” He didn't even know what to think about what she had revealed.
“Let's go eat dinner.” She opened the door a crack and peered out to find the corridor still empty. She walked out, followed by him a few minutes later. She was just walking out of sight as he closed the door.
He stared after her, letting his body fall back against the door of the closet. He was still hard, and his mind was racing, trying to process how he felt about what had just happened. She had wanted him so badly that she had let Rowan touch her like that for the first time. He wished she had just come to him then, let him make her feel that way from the get go. He wished Rowan had never had the chance to cheat on her.
XXX
Two days later, Rose spent their long afternoon break in their library. She was trying to brew a potion for the third time and she could already tell something was wrong. She didn't understand why or what in the world she was doing wrong, but something wasn't right. She had followed the instructions perfectly two separate times before this only to have her potion not quite right two separate times before this. She was furious.
She had her hair pulled up in a crazy bun, red curls poking every which way, and she didn't even care that she could feel Scorpius glancing at her every so often. She didn't care what he needed or wanted right now, she needed to figure out this stupid potion. Every year there was one or two like this one, potions that refused to brew the way they should. She would do everything exactly as she had learned it and it would fall short of what her book said perfection should look or smell like. Scorpius however would end up with perfection bubbling in front of him, taunting her.
“Rose.” She looked up at Scorpius. He had books open all around him, animagi in various stages staring back.
“What?” She snapped and immediately regretted it. “Sorry.” They had been trying to be nice to each other, but especially these last two days. It seemed odd to be at ends when they were so … intimate now.
“It's okay. Maybe I could help though.”
“I don't see how. I've done it right. Three times. It's just not turning out.” She flipped through the pages of the book on the table in front of her as if looking for a flashing paragraph that would contain her mistake.
“The recipe is wrong.” He stood up and began walking towards her.
“What?” She looked at him in disbelief.
“My father told me.”
“Your father?” Still disbelief.
“You know my father can do magic and is actually good at things. Our parents were heads together.”
“Oh …” She flushed. “I always thought that was … well … my dad said …”
“It was a publicity stunt?” Scorpius shrugged. “It was. McGonagall used his success for years to support keeping Slytherin house intact and for reforming the children of Death Eaters.”
“Oh. Then …”
“He was still very smart. Without Voldemort he could have been Head Boy without the need for it to be a publicity stunt. He was excellent at Potions. The Potions Master was his godfather.”
“Severus Snape was your father's godfather?” Scorpius nodded.
“Wow. I never knew that.”
“Do you not read about the war?” Scorpius looked at her in surprise. Rose read everything about everything.
“No. I will one day I'm sure, but anything I want to know I ask my parents about and they tell me.”
“Well, do you want help or not?”
“Help. Yes.” She turned back to the table and felt him come up behind her, his front against her back. His body against hers made her temperature rise and she felt her cheeks flush, and was happy he couldn't see them.
He slid his hand down her arm taking hers which was wrapped around her spoon. “Three turns counter clockwise.”
“But …”
“Trust me.” He told her and led her hand in making the three turns. The pulled out the spoon together, set it on the table and he glanced at her book. “You should add billywig sting slime after it simmers for fifteen minutes.”
“This doesn't even call for billywig.” She said, turning to face him. This meant that her front was now very much against his front and she was looking up into his grey eyes. “But … I'll trust you “ She added quietly.
“Sometimes Potions is about more than what the recipe tells you. You have to remember what the ingredients do and make changes to get the Potion to turn out truly the way it should.” He was so damn grateful to his father in that moment for never tiring of him sending owl after owl picking his brain about potions ingredients. It was all worth it for this moment.
“That's crazy. Why wouldn't they just write it the way it's suppose to be?” Scorpius loved the way her forehead had crinkled together as she thought about the lazy authors of the textbook.
“Because the people that write the textbook clearly are not Severus Snape.”
“Clearly.” She thought about kissing him, well really she had been thinking about it nonstop since he got up to come help her, but she controlled herself. “I should go grab my billywig.” She told him, putting her hands on his chest.
“Yea.” He backed away and she walked past him to her room. She rummaged through her potions supplies that were displayed on one of her bookshelves. The billywig was sorted appropriately with the b’s.
When she returned to the library, Scorpius was still watching her potion. He stood with her while they waited and then watched as she added the billywig. Her dark green potion lightened two shades. “It actually worked.” She stared at him dumbfounded. That was exactly the shade it should be at this point.
“Of course it did. I told you it would.”
“I know, but …”
“Maybe we’re a better team than you thought.” He winked at her and moved to go back to his seat.
“Scorpius.” She pulled out her wand and waited for him to look at her. “When you're doing inanimate to animate transformations you have to turn your wrist in while you flick.” She demonstrated the movement for her, one that she normally did so quickly no one would realize.
“I’ll remember that.” He grinned and tried the move himself. She smiled at him and then looked back at her cauldron. It was perfect. She turned down the temperature and began reading ahead for their next Potions lesson while she waited for it to cool so she could move onto the next step.
About ten minutes later, Scorpius cleared his throat and she looked up at him. He was staring at her, looking nervous. “Yes?” She asked him.
“Was that the only time you thought about me? When you were with him in the changing rooms.”
“No.” She told him, and that time there would be no containing the deep blush that spread across her face at the many times she had thought about him with Rowan. She looked back down at her paper and away from Scorpius’s wide grin.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter !! Please leave a review if you are reading and let me know what you think !!! It really does mean so much to me to know if you enjoyed something or if you are still reading this as I update more chapters.
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