It Started With a Dare

It Started with a Snog

Much to Rose's surprise, Malfoy's plan had actually worked. As soon as Emily witnessed the shocking display, she bolted out of the library with a very distressed expression on her face- Or, at least that's what Rose saw from her peripheral view.

Rose wasn't sure what to feel about her reaction. She knew Scorpius was somehow popular with most of the girls at Hogwarts- Okay, the lad was attractive. But that was something Rose would never admit aloud.

But despite that, she didn't doubt that Emily wasn't going to keep her and Malfoy's intimate, shocking display a secret.

She could already see the headlines now: "ENEMIES TURNED LOVERS" or, "SECRET WEASLEY-MALFOY AFFAIR"

Just great, she thought.

She wasn't sure what she felt at that moment: grateful or troubled? 

Grateful for the convincing display, or the trouble that would soon be coming once Malfoy's admirers find out about their kiss. She knew that she was going to become a walking target.

Then again, she didn't feel threatened. As proud as that might've sounded, Rose knew that she was the smartest girl in her year. 

And possibly the whole school.

She had Hermione Granger as her mother, and quite frankly, carrying her blood meant a lot. Aside from her name itself, she knew that intelligence was something she could always use as a power. Without that, she'd be powerless. 

However, she did pity the poor Moschovitz girl. She saw the disheartened expression that the girl made when she saw both her and Malfoy together.

Her and Malfoy together. Who knew?

Rose felt a pang of guilt as she remembered the girl's expression.

But then again, Emily Moschovitz did try to spread a rumor about Rose back in her fourth year. A very mean one, in fact.

And instantly, her guilt disappeared.

But Emily wasn't even the first thing on Rose's mind after she and Scorpius did what they did. In fact, she had forgotten all about poor Emily as soon as she and Scorpius both leaned in for the kiss.

The kiss.

Rose could't help but turn red as she looked back to the heated moment. Blimey, that really was one bloody hell of a kiss. She thought. It was great, it was passionate. All of emotions that for each other, which Rose assumed to be a burning passion of hate, just poured into the kiss.

Their snog was everything but bad.

But she wouldn't admit that to Scorpius. 

The fact that both she and Scorpius had made out in the library was something she would have never thought of, let alone imagine. The fact that she actually did it shocked her even more. But now that her mind was relaxed and…sober (Or so to speak), she could think clearly. Although her mind was clear, it was the only thing that was running through her mind as she and Scorpius walked back to the common room in silence.

The entire event itself replayed like a song stuck on loop.

Kissing Scorpius Malfoy was something to be surprised at. But the fact that he didn't leave after using her was just weird. Malfoy had every reason to bolt after the kiss, especially after Emily had left. But no.

In fact, once Emily had left they had both continued on kissing. It wasn't until after a a few minutes that they had to stop when they got caught by Madame Pince, who then had kicked them out.