Chapter 1

When: 5th year, September

Where: A compartment in Hogwarts Express

Sleeping Activity: Sleep talking

"Is your cousin dead?" Scorpius asked Albus as he frowned at Rose, whose head was bowed down; her hands limply rested on her lap and her red hair covering her face.

Albus flinched when the train made a sudden lurch causing Rose to bounce alarmingly. "She's been having trouble sleeping these past few nights, she told me."

"Oh," Scorpius drawled. "How charming."

The train made another lurch and Albus lunged forward to save his cousin from falling off of her seat.

"Honestly, the driver is being too rash," he muttered as he straightened Rose up. She did not wake up. "Help me make her lie down, will you?"

Scorpius rolled his eyes, "Am I obliged to?"

"As my best mate, yeah,"

The blond scoffed but helped Albus all the same. They sat back on their seats and watched her.

"This is fun," Scorpius muttered sardonically.

Albus sighed, "Oh yeah—"

"Anything from the trolley?"

They heard the trolley lady call out just outside their compartment. Albus' senses perked up and he immediately groped his pockets for a couple of knuts and sickles. He looked longingly at the door, where the lady was stranded, surrounded by students who wanted to buy their own share of candies.

"Oh yeah!" a third year student exclaimed. "They finally have muggle sweets! Merlin, Snicker bars! I want those—"

"RED VINES!"

The trolley lady complained in a gentle way, "Can you please be organized—"

"RED VINES! I want Red Vines!"

Scorpius noticed how Albus' expression melted with yearning when he heard some kid shout Red Vines, so he said, "If you want to you can g—"

"But it would be a battle out there," Albus replied darkly. He dramatically turned his head towards his friend. "I might be gone for a long time…perhaps nev—"

The blond snorted. "Just go."

"How about Rose?"

"What, you think I'll rape her?" Scorpius wrinkled his nose at the disgusting thought.

But Albus already stood up, as if in a trance, and opened the compartment door. "If she falls off, put her back, okay?"

The door shut even before Scorpius could reply. He leaned back on his chair and stared at Rose's still form. He listened at all the hustle and bustle that the sugar-toothed kids outside their compartment were making. He was hearing the trolley lady slowly getting annoyed with their impatience. But then he heard a different sound. He turned his gaze towards Rose; she was mumbling something. Scorpius leaned forward to hear what she was saying, and this is what he heard, "That is big."

He quirked a curious eyebrow and listened more. Rose spoke louder, "How're you getting that big thing inside?"

Scorpius edged an inch more or two and drew Rose's curly hair away from her face. Her lips moved. "Looks delicious….can I taste it…before you place it inside…."

Dirty thoughts formed in the blond's mind. He had to put his hand over his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud. "Come closer…I can't reach it…put it in my mouth…mmm, that's good…"

Scorpius bit his knuckles, his sides splitting, as he continued his fight against his fits of laughter. Then the train jolted forward again, causing the cavity-infested kids outside to gasp and exclaim in surprise, and Rose to fly off the seat and wake up. Scorpius caught her, but the sudden impact of her weight caused both of them to topple on the floor.

"Bloody he—" Rose mumbled.

He could no longer contain his laughs and guffawed as loud as he can. Rose pushed him away and rubbed her elbow which hit the floor painfully.

"What are you on about?"

Scorpius composed himself a little and returned to his seat. "Having wet dreams, Weasley?" Although he was close to Albus, and Albus was close to Rose, resulting in unwanted time spent with the redhaired girl, he still called her Weasley, but only whenever they were alone; he only resorted to call her Rose when Albus is within close proximity.

"Wh—what do you mean?" Rose asked, looking genuinely perplexed.

"You were talking in your sleep."

Rose hoisted herself up and sat. She stared incredulously at Scorpius and tried to remember anything from her slumber. "What was I saying?" she asked suspiciously.

He smirked at her and tilted his head to the left, as if studying a fascinating specimen. "You want me to repeat that? Alright…erm, let me see. Oh yes, you were saying that it was big. Whatever it is, although I have a very big idea. And you were being problematic as how to place it inside of something—" Rose cringed, imagining already what malicious thing Scorpius was thinking about. "—and then you wanted to taste it before it was placed inside. That was naughty, Weasley. Then you did in your dreams and said in your sleep that it was good. I reckon you haven't experienced that in real life, but you're free to dream—"

"Oh Merlin, Malfoy!" Like Scorpius, she only used his first name in front of Albus, for diplomacy's sake. "You have a dirty mind, don't you? Do you even know what I was dreaming about?"

"Pray tell," Scorpius challenged. "I might even give you a few lessons if you want. But no actual physical demonstrations allowed. It would only remain in your dreams."

Rose scoffed, feeling heat in her face. "I was dreaming about Teddy and Victoire's wedding! I was going to help pick out the cake for their wedding in my dream, idiot. I was dreaming that Victoire and I were levitating a five-story wedding cake inside of our grandparents house and—oh! Geez, malfoy, why am I even explaining this to you—"

Scorpius shrugged, "You're being defensive—"

"Just shut up—"

"You have a drool on the corner of your mouth," he informed her. Rose consciously looked at him and wiped the left corner of her mouth. "The other one."

Rose wiped her mouth's right corner, but the trail of drool wasn't gone. Scorpius leaned towards her, grabbed her hand and dabbed it over the drool. She shoved his hand away and he smirked at her as he slumped back.

"It's okay," he said smugly. "Your inappropriate dreaming and mumbling would reach no one's ears."

Rose opened her mouth to say something when Albus came in the compartment. "It's a riot out there!" he said, all ruddy faced. He sat beside Scorpius and looked at them joyously. "Who wants Red Vines? Anyone?" He munched as he offered his friends a pack full of the red licorice.

Scorpius looked at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes while Rose stared at him with angry indignant ones. He lowered his generous hand and said innocently, "What? Did I miss something?"

Scorpius looked at Rose and winked.

As for wrong grammars and spellings.