When Two Are One

Rose drags the inebriated Scorpius up the stairs, making her way up to her dorm. The combination of booze and love potion are making her companion dangerously wobbly. There is many time that Roses expert keeper reflexes save Scorpius from a concussion and a trip to the hospital wing. By the time the pair reached Roses quarters Scorpius was grumpy; he demands another drink and a mirror.

"You really don't need the ego boost" Rose mutters darkly even as she drags her roommates mirror over to the lump of a boy leaning against her bed. Scorpius reacts immediately and starts to admire his reflection. Preening his hair and flexing his arms. "Now how am I going to get you to stop lusting after yourself?" Rose asks herself as she digs through her trunk in search of her potions book. She finds the book and sits next to the drunken blonde. Scorpius head flops onto Roses shoulder as she flips through looking for a cure.

"What cha do'n?" Scorpius asks as he nuzzles Roses neck. She ignores the odd behavior and continues to page through her potions book.

"What are you, a cat?" Rose quips "I'm looking for a way to fix you"

"Meow" he replies and falls into her lap with a little chuckle

"God, you're so weird when you're drunk" Rose mutters "A-ha!" she exclaims after a couple of moments and snaps the book shut. Scorpius purrs and bats at her arm

"Cat wants pets" Scorpius demands with a pout.

"Cat isn't getting pet, cat is getting a hate potion" Rose informs her friend as she stands. Scorpius head falls with a solid thunk on the ground and he moans pitifully. Rose rolls her eyes as she searches one of her overly romantic friends drawers for her hate potions that she keeps to reduce her passion for boys she'll never get.

"Here" Rose says while thrusting the vile into Scorpius face. Said boy rolls onto his back and stares up at the bottle. He plucks it out of her hands and states at it.

"What's that?" he asks with disconnected curiosity.

"One of Nott's drinks." Rose lies. Scorpius un-stoppers it and downs the whole drink in one go. Rose snorts; typical Malfoy.

She watches as Scorpius' face shifts; the dreamy look being replaced by one of horror, then anger.

"I'm going to fucking kill Nott" Is the first thing past his scowling lips.

"Not if I do first" Rose replies and settles herself on the floor. Scorpius groans and flings his arms over his face.

"Merlin, I feel like absolute shit"

"Good" Rose says as she pokes the boy in the side.

"So sympathetic" he complains sarcastically as he glares at the redhead from a gap in between his arms.

"You deserve it you coward" Rose shoots back with malice. Scorpius unwraps his arms and stared up at the girl with a raised eyebrow.

"And why exactly am I a coward?" he asks with calculated coolness.

" 'I'm going to go shag Holly Yates' " Rose repeats in a bad imitation of Scorpius' voice "but then you're all 'Almost as beautiful as you Rose'." he pales at the mention of his compliment "And if Steven's behavior is anything to go by, I'd say you actually fancy me, not that bimbo Holly. So what is it? Are you actually a total man-slut or are you just a coward?"

"Slytherins aren't known for their courage." Scorpius replies bitterly. He tugs on his ear lobe, a sign that Rose knows means it's sincerely anxious. "And this is why I wouldn't tell you, because this would happen and our semblance of a friendship would die and then things would be weird and-" He was cut off by Rose slapping a hand over his mouth.

"I could deal with you being a coward, but do you have to be an idiot too?" she replies shaking her head "I think it's pretty obvious I fancy you as well."

"That's a cruel joke to make" he replies bitterly. Rose rolls her eyes.

'Why are boys so stupid?'

Rose leans down, hands on either side of his shoulders, and kisses Scorpius hard on the mouth.

Just as hard, he pushes her away. He sits up and wipes his mouth.

"Will you stop messing with me already!" he yells angrily, face flushed, hair falling out of its perfectly tousled place.

"Jesus, why would I joke about this kind of thing?" Rose yells right back, poking Scorpius in the chest. Hard. He shrinks away slightly as her brown eye burn with annoyance and her hair starts to fall out of her braids as if an electric current was ran threw her.

"Because" he begins to protest "Because you're a Gryffindor and a Weasley, and I'm a Slytherin and a Malfoy, and even though you don't totally hate me, and we can be friendly sometimes, and we both hate professor Slughorn and love acid pops, you're still the Gryffindor Princess. And people like you don't like people like me."

Roses' eyebrows rose higher and higher as Scorpius rambled. He crossed his hands over his chest defensively when he finishes. He would deny it, but he was pouting.

Rose takes a risk and leans back in until their lips meet, tentatively this time. Scorpius' hand reaches out, but only to grabs onto her shoulder, pull her closer. Suddenly, Rose isn't in control of the kiss anymore and it's become much more like their relation; rough and tumble, more of a war dancing then a gentle waltzing kiss.

The pair breaks apart and stares at each other silently for a few seconds. Rose lets her forehead fall softly against Scorpius'.

"I like you. I'm sorry that I'm a Weasley and have crazy redhead realities. That I'm stubborn and have Gryffindor friends. I promise I won't insult you constantly, will you go out with me?"

"Well, when you put it that way, how could I say no?" Scorpius replies dryly. Rose punches him in the arm, and he cringes slightly at the impact.

"Prat" she mutters. Scorpius simply smirks and wraps his arms around her shoulders before planting a kiss on her cheek.

"So, what's the plan for Notts?" He asks before kissing her nose. He always did like her freckles.

"It involves winter, minimal clothing, and a dip with the giant squid." Rose says smiling wickedly.

"I like the way you think" Scorpius tells Rose before kissing her once again.

"Love you"

"Love you too"

Awwww, look at what dorks they are! Too cute. But there you go. One-shot to two-shot.