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A/n: This is the last chapter and I'd like to thank all those who have taken time to read, review and favorite. I'd never have gotten to finish the story without you guys. Thanks everyone!

Chapter 10: The last entry

Fact #10: Rose Weasley did not live Scorpius Malfoy; in fact she loathed him to the end of eternity.

If he took anymore time to come, I'll murder him. No, I'm going to anyway were the thoughts running through her head as Rose sat staring at the door, glaring more like, willing it to open and admit the guy she was going to pour all her pent up wrath upon. Seeing the door remain resolutely shut, she sighed, trying to dispel her anger in that one gesture. Not working. Ten minutes and three random persons entering the café later, Rose was miffed. And she knew exactly what she was going to do about it. She'd leave the café now, before she could convince herself that tearing it down was a good idea; she'd apparate to their flat, have a nice dinner, wait until he'll fall in her trap, and then she'll murder him. She felt oddly like a spider thinking that, but oh well.

While Rose was so plotting revenge, the door bell chimed ominously and a wizard entered it, looking around for a head of auburn. Though his posture stated otherwise, it was easy to see that he was tense. Spotting said red head, he walked straight towards her, not even attempting to notice the surroundings. If he saw one thing that would discourage him, he'd run out the door now and forget all about his plans. Rose was still having a staring match with the table when Scorpius sat down before her.

"Rose?" she smiled as she looked up at him, and for one moment he assumed all was well. Well, he could have the luxury of deluding himself for a second, couldn't he?

"Scor. How nice to see you after so long." Her voice was sickly sweet, while her eyes were shooting poison soaked daggers at him. He knew he was in for it this time.

"Sorry I'm a bit late, Rose. I kind of…got held up" he flinched. Even he wouldn't be convinced by that useless explanation. When he looked at her, he could see that his guess was right. She was fuming.

"A bit late? Two damn hours is not considered a bit late, you dolt! A bit late, hah!" her voice subsided after the outburst, but earned them a few turned heads all the same.

"Rose, let's not…" she raised a hand to wave his words away only replying with, "I know, I know. I won't cause a scene this time, believe me. So, what did my insanely sadistic Dad want today?" she asked curiously and he grinned. When Ron Weasley had learnt that his daughter, his precious flower, had missed the train because she had been snogging her new boyfriend, who just happened to be Scorpius Malfoy…let's just say his side was severely bruised from the times Hermione had to hit him to get him to not loose it. He had to satisfy himself with the chance to put the guy on trial when Scorpius enrolled for Auror training and was assigned to his batch.

"I think we're making progress, but I don't know for sure. It's like I climb three feet, fall down four. I was the top student in our year and he was mighty proud of me then. I came to your house for the celebrations, he glares at me as usual. But I think he's getting used to the idea" Rose genuinely laughed at his words.

"Eight years? He decides to approve after eight damn years of us dating? Really…" Scorpius grinned back at her and the rest of the meal passed in talk about random unrelated things, like how her job at the Wizengamot was going; like how Al's catch in his last match, which just so happened to be the World Cup, was spectacular; how Diane was being accepted at St Mungo's as the Wizard Psychiatrist.

"I heard you met Diane at Diagon Alley?" she hadn't meant it as an accusation. The very notion was absurd, but Scorpius seemed flustered which confused her.

"Yeah, I was, I…I met her there by chance and she wanted my help for buying something for Al. I guess she thought I'd know." Rose accepted it, though she sensed that he was hiding something. She wasn't a nag.

When the bill came, they paid their shares as they had agreed a while ago, and Rose was about to disapparate to their flat when Scorpius suggested, "Let's take a walk?"

At Rose's dumbstruck expression, he chuckled and said, "What? There's a nice park around here and I thought we could, like, spend sometime there before we go back home"

"Okay, okay. Let's go" she grabbed his hand, entwining her fingers through his in an absent gesture. They'd have spent at most a few minutes when she laughed out of the blue. Scorpius wasn't surprised. Rose was unpredictable and on more occasions than he could count, it only made him fall harder for her.

"It's all just so…so…cheesy. I mean, dinner at a fancy restaurant, a walk in the park, what next? A proposal?" she shook her head in amazement but Scorpius blanched. Rose looked at his wide eyed expression and smiled.

"I was joking, Scor. Seriously, come on" she waked ahead, but he was steadily getting edgy. And he'd only just managed to calm himself down.

"Would that be so bad?" he asked all of a sudden and it was a second before he explained, "Getting married, I mean." she mulled over it for a few minutes but it seemed like centuries for Scorpius. He felt suspended. One part of him was arguing that it was a cheap trick trying to get an answer out of her indirectly, but another part was hanging on to her words.

"I dunno. It would be nice, I guess. I mean, people seem to get by well enough without it, but I think it would be good. I mean, we've been together for so long now, and I don't think I want to break it off with you…You aren't planning to break up with me, are you?" she knew that was next to impossible but was insecure just the same. His stupidly adorable girlfriend.

"Wouldn't dream of it" he replied, drawing her closer as if to emphasize his words.

"So there. It wouldn't be so bad, but you'd better make it romantic, or…"

"Of course, nothing but the best for my Rosie" he kissed her head gently, but she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Don't call me that. You make it sound like I'm your daughter or something"

"Ew, Rose!" she laughed at his sick expression and it was a moment before he joined.

"Enough strolling for you? I wanna get home" he smiled at her complaining expression and nodded. Their flat was dark when they entered it and he could hear Rose mutter something about leaving a light on when she left. He waited until she was half way through the hall before he waved his wand, lighting up the candles that were already placed there. Rose gasped in shock as she looked around confused. Her eyes finally settled on him, and she tilted her head to one side in silent question.

"Rose, I know this is all too sudden and unexpected but I just…I don't know how to do this properly. I love you. And, I…will you marry me?" she stared at him for a minute, may be two, before she asked…

"Is that why you've been so agitated today? You planned all this?"

"Yeah, I had Diane help me. I didn't know if I was going about it the right way so…" he broke off mid sentence all too aware that she still hadn't answered him.

"And, at the park…"

"I was nervous. I just wanted to stall for a bit…"

"No, all those questions about marriage, you were serious?"

"Rose, I just didn't want…I didn't know, I…I wasn't trying to get an indirect answer or something, though that was what I was doing, I…"

"That was mean, underhand, rotten and…yes" she hugged him so suddenly he had no time to steady himself. He balanced himself on the wall as he held her close.

"Yes?" hearing his incredulous voice, she laughed.

"Yes, silly. I love you, and would love to marry you. Enough?" how could he resist the temptation to kiss her when she was being so cute?

"Where's my ring?" she demanded as they drew apart and he chuckled.

"Diane was afraid you'd say no simply because you'd have to wear a ring"

"True enough" she let him slide the ring on her finger calm enough.

"Green. Figures" he chuckled lightly before replying.

"Never said I did not want to be a Slytherin"

"And I wanted to be in Ravenclaw just because of that"

"Look where we ended up" he said with a fake sigh.

"Engaged to a sexy Auror, not bad at all"

"Speaking of Aurors, we have to tell Mr Weasley"

"Oh joy. Can't we postpone it for when he is in a good mood?"

"I suppose we could occupy ourselves till then" she knew just what that look meant but was having none of it.

"You're sleeping on the couch today" she stated resolutely.

"We don't have a couch?"

"On the floor then. I still haven't forgiven you for making me wait that long"

"Rose!"

"No way, Malfoy. Now move"

"Don't I even get a good night kiss?"

"I suppose you do" she pecked him lightly on the lips but he had other ideas.

Needless to say, he didn't sleep on the cough that night.

A/n: I won't bore you with an author's note here too. I'll just say, 'Stay safe!'