Authors Note: This is my first fanfic; I decided I may as well give it ago. Anyway, the summary was lame, but I hope you like the story!

Please rate and review; flames will be used to roast the weenies who wrote them :P

The Forbidden Forest, Firewhisky, and Other Things that Start with 'F'

Chapter 1: Fun

"Come on, Weasley, when was the last time you ever did anything fun, hmm?" Rose rolled her eyes at the blonde Prefect who was practically on his hands and knees begging. As much fun as it was to see him reduced to such a state, it still annoyed her. Then again, most things Scorpius did annoyed her.

"I don't see why you opting out of patrolling in favor of some silly bonfire would merit me opting out of patrolling." She replied and looked back at her watch, annoyed to find that over an hour remained of patrol time.

"You have to come because it will look awfully suspicious if one of the professors just sees you and no one else. They'll question why you're patrolling without a partner and, because you're "Miss Rose-never-told-a-lie-in-my-life-Weasley", you'll tell him about how I'm off gallivanting in the Forbidden Forest at an illegal bonfire." Rose glared at Scorpius Malfoy, who just grinned back at her.

"What did you say about the Forbidden Forest? Honestly, it's called 'Forbidden' for a reason—you could be expelled." She pointed out and Scorpius made a disparaging sound, shaking his head in a disappointed fashion.

"You've obviously never heard about the 'Springboard Theory', have you? Rules are there to be bent, pushed, and tested. They won't break if you know your way around them." Scorpius flashed his trade-mark smirk that sent girls either fuming or swooning. "And I happen to know my around that old rule."

"Pray tell." Rose said, barely even paying attention as they walked.

"It's not an 'illegal bonfire' if you use the right materials. Then you can say you were actually doing an extra credit assignment for Professor Firenze that required you to go out and observe things like the centaurs do in the correct environment."

Rose's jaw dropped and Scorpius laughed.

"Careful there Weasley, I'd almost think you were impressed." She snapped her mouth shut quickly and glared back at Scorpius, his smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat's.

"If I get in trouble because of you, I will make it my lifelong goal to find the book in the Restricted Section that has the curse Professor Potter told us."

The grin on Scorpius's face slid off like Stink Sap. "Not the one that makes your… you know…" He waved in a general area of his anatomy.

"The one where it causes the person's testicles shrivel to the size of raisins and fall off? Yes, that is exactly the one I am referring to." Rose smiled and headed for the Main Hall, leaving Scorpius gaping at her, slack jawed.

"You're the one who wanted me to 'have some fun'." Rose called over her shoulder.

Scorpius shut his mouth and hurried after her, his grin returning. There was no way that this could not be fun. Seeing Rose Weasley drunk would be a reward in itself.

"Here, have a drink," Rose turned and let out a squeak of shock, spinning back around in embarrassment. She had not been expecting to see Scorpius Malfoy, the Slytherin Sex god, taking off his shirt. And she had most certainly not expected to be in the Forbidden Forest with the rumored Slytherin Sex god to begin with!

"It's the middle of January, you're going to freeze." Rose said, trying to maintain her uncaring tone.

Scorpius laughed and sprawled onto the ground in front of her, taking a swig from a lightly smoking bottle.

"No, you're the one who's going to freeze. I'm toasty warm, actually." He smiled before swallowing another gulp of Ogden's Firewhisky. "See, feel my arm."

Rose tentatively skimmed her fingers over his arm, all too aware of his Quidditch-toned muscles and fantastic physique.

"You're literally smoking hot." She mumbled under her breath, fingertips instantly warmed by the heat radiating from his body.

"Sorry, what?" Scorpius asked, puzzled. Rose blushed—had she actually said that out loud?

"You appear to be smoking." Rose pointed to his steaming skin, avoiding his eyes. Scorpius shrugged.

"Of course, it's Firewhisky." He said and gestured to the crowded bonfire. "If you're not going to drink, you'd better warm up over there."

Rose set her lip stubbornly. "No thank you, I'd rather not be squashed between a pair of… well, between any of them." Scorpius laughed at that, ruffling his longish blonde hair.

"I brought you out here and all you do is loiter around; brilliant. Come on, Weasley, live a little. Have some actual fun for once." Scorpius tossed her a bottle of Firewhisky from his back pocket. She caught it before it hit the forest floor, and glared at him.

"And by 'have actual fun', you mean get drunk?" Rose set the bottle gingerly to the side.

"Of course, that's what 'having fun' entails. It's never a fun party unless at least one person has snuck in some alcohol." Scorpius uncorked her bottle for her with his perfect teeth, spitting the cork out where it bounced around on the forest floor. She rolled her eyes at his blatant littering and shook her head.

"There's enough of that here to host a weeklong celebration." She grumbled, gesturing to the dancing students all around, the majority of them clutching plastic cups. Scorpius raised an eyebrow and took a quick drink from the now-opened bottle.

"Only a lightweight would say that. Here, take this if you're just standing around," He forced the bottle into her hand in spite of her protests. "I, on the other hand, will be having some fun."

Rose watched him join the crowd of people who appeared to be growing even more inebriated by the second.

"For the love of Merlin…" Rose stared dubiously from Scorpius, who appeared to be dancing with some girl she could have sworn was a Ravenclaw, to the bottle he had given her.

"Oh, sod it all." She threw back the rest of the bottle's contents, ignoring the burn of the alcohol and the signature "Firewhisky Flame" that made Ogden famous.

Author's Note: Seems like Scorpius is going to see Rose get drunk after all. The rating may change, depending on where the story goes. Depending on how many views, I may upload the next chapter.

Thanks for reading!