A/N: I will admit it. I think that these two would be ADORABLE together. They're my favorite not-necessarily-canon HP couple. And I mostly love them together so that I can mess with Ron and Draco XD. I love torturing them. I know; I'm terrible. But it's true.

Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy are the property of J. K. Rowling. I am not J. K. Rowling. No matter how much I wish that I was (darn it, why isn't this polyjuice potion working?!).

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This wasn't right. Father told her to stay away from him. He was trouble. He was a Malfoy, after all – and Malfoys were not to be trusted... right?

So why couldn't she force herself to stay away?

Rose glanced behind her to look at the boy in question. He was bent over his Defense against the Dark Arts homework with a quietly determined expression on his face, his tongue sticking halfway out of his mouth as he concentrated. Messy white blonde hair hung in his steel gray eyes, overshadowing his already ghostly face. His face was flushed pink from the heat of the stuffy classroom – Professor Simms had forgotten to open the windows and let some air in. Sweat was beading on Scorpius' forehead, streaming down his face, into his eyes, and pasting parts of his bangs against his face.

Seemingly sensing that someone was watching him, the young Slytherin boy raised his head to look at her. Flushing, the Ravenclaw averted her gaze, turning her attention back to the textbook in her lap. Hurriedly, she reviewed the info that they had recently gleaned from the text about vampires, trying to ignore those curious grey eyes boring into her back. This. Wasn't. Right. Come on, Rose, get yourself together! She mentally berated herself. What's so interesting about him, anyway? He's just a stupid Malfoy brat. A downright git, just like his dad. Never mind that he's got that gorgeous smile, or those dreamy, stormcloud eyes, that wonderfully messy hair...

Backtrack, backtrack, stop it! She had to remember what Dad said. Never trust a Malfoy, right? That whole family had been made up of Death Eaters – Lucius, Narcissa, Draco... Scorpius would've been one too if Voldemort was still around. It didn't matter if he was attractive. Her dad was a goofball, but he never hated someone without reason.

But Albus liked him... and from what she'd observed of him, he didn't seem like a bad guy. A little shy, maybe, but that was understandable. Not many people showed much favor to the Malfoys these days. Myself included, Rose thought dryly.

The sound of the bell jerked her back to reality. All around her, the Ravenclaw and Slytherin kids were packing up their things and filing out into the hall. Blushing, Rose hastily pulled everything into her bag, jumped up, and joined them. She had herbology with the Gryffindors next, and Professor Longbottom was her favorite teacher. Being late for that class almost seemed like a sin.

She was barely two feet out the door when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

Turning around, Rose found herself face-to-face with the very boy she'd been trying so hard not to come into contact with. He was holding her textbook out to her (which she had left on her desk in her hurry to exit the classroom) with a shy smile on his face. "You... you forgot this," he mumbled, glancing down at his feet.

Despite herself, the ginger smiled. "Thank you... Scorpius," she said kindly, accepting the book from his hand. He looked up, seeming pleasantly surprised.

"You... you know my name?" he asked quietly, looking stunned. Rose laughed, cocking her head at him in a friendly manner.

"How could I not?" she asked. "Your Albus' best friend." Plus, my dad pointed you out at the station on the first day of school. She did not say that last part out loud. The blonde chuckled bashfully.

"I keep forgetting you two are related," he admitted quietly. "You're both so different from each other. Like, it takes so much work to get Al to put an effort into anything, but you work so hard and end up so smart that I feel like an idiot..." he trailed off, blushing.

Turning pink, Rose looked away. Has he really noticed me that much? And does he really think that? It felt as if a million butterflies had started flitting around inside of her stomach. Still, she managed to look back at him and smile hesitantly. "I... didn't know that you took that much notice in me."

"Well, you know..." Scorpius mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck while stubbornly refusing to meet her eyes. "It's kind of hard not to... since I'm around your cousin so much, I mean. Well, not that I never notice when you when he's not around, it's just that I tend to pay closer attention when he's around... err... not that I mostly just notice you when he's around, you're amazing all the time... wait, what?" He turned the color of a ripe strawberry, his hands beginning to twitch in his nervousness. Rose looked away.

"Umm... well, I should probably... get to class..." she said after a long moment. "You know... herbology. Professor Longbottom's teaching us how to feed snapping snapdragons."

"Right." Scorpius nodded. "Well... I'll let you get to it. I need to get to Transfiguration anyway." He turned away, about to move the opposite direction around the hall, but then he paused, and glanced behind him. "See you around... Rose." He smiled warmly, before turning away again.

Rose watched him go. "Yeah... see you."

Dad is going to kill me.

I love Scorpius/Rose! XD So cute. This is actually the first thing I've ever even ATTEMPTED writing for them (I always tried some Neville/Luna stuff, but never Scorpius/Rose. I'm not sure which pairing I like better).

In my headcanon, the housing goes like this: James – Gryffindor. Albus – Slytherin. Scorpius – Slytherin. Rose – Ravenclaw. Hugo – Gryffindor. And Lily – Gryffindor.