A/N: It seemed like people wanted a conclusion to the last two, so this is also ScoRose. It takes place years after the other two, once they're already together. I still want to make this multi-pairing, but if you guys think it's better as just a ScoRose thing then I'll leave it at this. Thanks to all who have reviewed/favorited/followed, and happy reading!

As they lay together in Scorpius' bed, the sun shone through the window and caught Rose's hair in a way that made it impossible for him to resist stroking it. He watched as she tentatively opened her eyes, kissed his chest and looked up at him with a dreamy smile. He smiled back, kissing her softly on the lips.

"Morning, love."

"Mmm," she kissed him again. "You look beautiful."

"I think that's my line," Scorpius laughed.

"This early in the morning? No way," said Rose. She leaned in for yet another kiss, which he granted, then she smiled against his chest as he whispered in her ear, carefully articulating every word,

"You. Look. Beautiful." She looked up at him and caressed his face, savoring the feel of his smooth skin and his body pressed against hers as if it were her only chance. This, however, she knew was not the case. She would always be able to do this, every day, for the rest of her life.

"I still can't believe it."

"I know," he grinned. "I've been planning it for months, and I've wanted to since sixth year, but I still can't believe it either. It's finally happening." They rolled onto their sides so that they faced each other, and Scorpius took her unoccupied hand – her left hand – in his, tangling his fingers with hers and admiring one in particular.

"It really does fit perfectly," he said softly as he brought her hand to his lips. She breathed him in as he did so, and slid her other hand down to stroke his arm.

"Since sixth year, huh?"

"Yeah," Scorpius smiled at the memory. "We were in Hogsmeade together and Al was off trying to get us some alone time." Rose giggled as she linked her right hand with his left, mimicking what he had done with her other.

"I can't believe we never realized that was what he was doing."

"Well, there was a lot we never realized that we really should have. Ridiculous that it took me 'til that day…anyways, we were messing around, flirting, the usual. We went into the Three Broomsticks and Eliza implied that we were a couple."

"People did that a lot. You know, it killed me every time I had to deny it," admitted Rose. Scorpius playfully bumped his forehead against hers and said,

"Well, I certainly didn't get that. You denied it and said that you thought of me as a brother, and it drove me crazy. I started acting really weird – "

"Oh Merlin, I remember that! I thought it was the strangest thing. But to be honest, I was pathetically giddy when I thought about it later. I had no idea why you were being that way, but at least you didn't think of me as a sister," said Rose, rolling her eyes at her teenaged self. Scorpius continued,

"Well, at that moment, you were just freaked out. You asked me why it bothered me so much, and before I could answer, it just came to me. I realized in that moment that I loved you, and I thought I was the biggest idiot in the world – "

"True, but besides the point."

"Of course, darling. But I really thought that by feeling those things, and by acknowledging it, I had ruined everything. When I realized it hadn't, I got over all the anxiety and decided that I would just try to make you love me back, and then we would be together for the rest of our lives."

"I do not believe that you wanted that as a sixth year."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows. "Actually, I did. It did, however, scare me shitless."

Rose looked at him awestruck. "You really wanted to marry me that early?" Scorpius just looked at her tenderly, pulling her left hand towards him to kiss her ringed finger once again.

"I love you."

"I love you."

"You look so beautiful in the morning."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Before anyone else gets to see you, and it's just you and me. Not trying, not wearing any makeup, or brushing your hair."

Rose beamed. "On that note, I suppose it's my turn to tell the tale."

"What tale?"

"Of the moment I knew."

Scorpius kissed the tip of her nose and said nothing, inviting her to go on.

"You know how my hair is always ridiculously neat?"

"For everyone other than me," he said happily.

"Right. Well, it's kind of for a stupid reason. When I was a kid, I remember my parents talking about how my dad loved my mum's messy hair because it was for him, and how she loved his freckles because she was the only one who got to see – wow, now that I think about it that's kind of gross. I mean, for me, being their daughter. Whatever – I thought it was really sweet. So I started always wearing my hair perfectly so that I could make it really special when I let it down for someone."

"I would say you were mental, but I really do love that you only let it down for me."

"You know I'm mental. That's why you're marrying me," at this, they kissed again, both grinning uncontrollably. "So it was sixth year for me too. I already knew I had feelings for you, but I kept insisting they would pass. I thought it was just stress and hormones getting to me. So one day as I was about to collapse of fatigue, I went to the library – "

"WHAT?!"

"Oh, hush! Anyways, I took my hair out as I was all alone, and I went to sleep. About an hour later you woke me up and my hair was a mess. You told me I looked beautiful," the corners of her lips tugged upwards at the memory. Scorpius chuckled.

"Wasn't very good at hiding my feelings, was I?" Rose laughed with him.

"I'm not sure whether you even knew at that point or not. But it just made me realize that maybe my feelings were deeper than some passing crush. And it just struck me that I was in love with you." Rose kissed him. "I am in love with you." She kissed him again. "I love you, Scorpius Malfoy." He kissed her. "I love you, too." He kissed her again. "…So much, Rose…Malfoy?" She gave him a slight nod and a giddy smile, before passionately kissing him once more.