WISHLISTS: Forever Yours (Albus Severus/Rose)
Author: drcjsnider
Recipient: birdseyeview
Title: Forever Yours
Pairing: Rose/Albus Severus
Request: Rose/Al - The Burrow and Jealousy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435
Summary: Al just doesn’t get what Rose sees in Scorpius Malfoy.
Author's Notes: This really isn’t a Rose/Scorpius story.
“I don’t know what you see in that git,” Al groused, throwing a stone in the pond behind the Burrow.
“What git?” Rose asked from where she was sitting cross-legged on the bank.
“Scorpius Malfoy.” Al spat out the name as if it tasted bad in his mouth.
“He’s smart, cute, and funny. How many more requirements do I need?”
“How about pleasant to be around?”
“He’s pleasant to me,” Rose replied, tilting her head as she stared at him.
“Well, he’s only pleasant to pretty girls. That means he’s really cunning, not pleasant at all.”
“Al, are we really having a discussion about semantics?”
He bent down to pick up another stone before turning away from her and facing the pond. “Why did you go to Hogmeade with him?”
“He was the only person who asked me,” Rose said gently, watching as he hurled the rock as far as he could across the water.
“We always go to together!” he said forcefully, turning around quickly to stare at her incredulously. “I never had to ask before.”
“I know but sometimes it is nice not to be taken for granted.”
“What?” Al exclaimed, walking toward her, his eyes scanning her face. “Do you really think I take you granted? I would never do that! If it were only up to me, I’d march to the Burrow right now and tell them all how I feel about you.”
Rose reached out and grabbed his hand, a wistful smile on her face. “I can’t let you do that. It’s too soon. If my mum and dad knew about us I’d be shipped off to Beauxbatons faster than you could cast an Obliviate.
“I don’t see why. It’s not like I’m a Death Eater,” Al responded, squeezing her fingers.
“They’d say that we’re too young, that we are confused because we spend so much time together. They’d say that if we only let ourselves date other people we’d see that there are so many different kinds of love in the world.”
Al knelt down in front of her. He didn’t release her right hand, but used his left to take her by the chin so she couldn’t turn away. “But it is us for good, right? Are you are sure that this, that I am what you want?”
“Forever,” Rose responded, sounding as serious and positive of her answer as she ever did in the classroom.
Al leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss that was passionate, romantic, and just a little desperate. “I love you, Rose.”
“I love you too, Al. And soon we won't have to hide it.”
The End
Recipient: birdseyeview
Title: Forever Yours
Pairing: Rose/Albus Severus
Request: Rose/Al - The Burrow and Jealousy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435
Summary: Al just doesn’t get what Rose sees in Scorpius Malfoy.
Author's Notes: This really isn’t a Rose/Scorpius story.
“I don’t know what you see in that git,” Al groused, throwing a stone in the pond behind the Burrow.
“What git?” Rose asked from where she was sitting cross-legged on the bank.
“Scorpius Malfoy.” Al spat out the name as if it tasted bad in his mouth.
“He’s smart, cute, and funny. How many more requirements do I need?”
“How about pleasant to be around?”
“He’s pleasant to me,” Rose replied, tilting her head as she stared at him.
“Well, he’s only pleasant to pretty girls. That means he’s really cunning, not pleasant at all.”
“Al, are we really having a discussion about semantics?”
He bent down to pick up another stone before turning away from her and facing the pond. “Why did you go to Hogmeade with him?”
“He was the only person who asked me,” Rose said gently, watching as he hurled the rock as far as he could across the water.
“We always go to together!” he said forcefully, turning around quickly to stare at her incredulously. “I never had to ask before.”
“I know but sometimes it is nice not to be taken for granted.”
“What?” Al exclaimed, walking toward her, his eyes scanning her face. “Do you really think I take you granted? I would never do that! If it were only up to me, I’d march to the Burrow right now and tell them all how I feel about you.”
Rose reached out and grabbed his hand, a wistful smile on her face. “I can’t let you do that. It’s too soon. If my mum and dad knew about us I’d be shipped off to Beauxbatons faster than you could cast an Obliviate.
“I don’t see why. It’s not like I’m a Death Eater,” Al responded, squeezing her fingers.
“They’d say that we’re too young, that we are confused because we spend so much time together. They’d say that if we only let ourselves date other people we’d see that there are so many different kinds of love in the world.”
Al knelt down in front of her. He didn’t release her right hand, but used his left to take her by the chin so she couldn’t turn away. “But it is us for good, right? Are you are sure that this, that I am what you want?”
“Forever,” Rose responded, sounding as serious and positive of her answer as she ever did in the classroom.
Al leaned in and captured her lips in a kiss that was passionate, romantic, and just a little desperate. “I love you, Rose.”
“I love you too, Al. And soon we won't have to hide it.”
The End