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Scorpius smiled knowing she liked and melted as he treated her like a lady, princess, no something much greater; as she is the woman of his heart after all. The look in her eyes, the feel of her hands; her arms wrapping around her and last but not least the very essence of her scent; easily drives him stark wild-mad. He smirks as he looks at her with delicate eyes and he knew he did the same thing to her, easily; graciously. Feeling her lips against his again, he couldn’t help but not want to stop. He knew he had to stop and let her go eventually, especially, since they had lunch. Looking at her, thinking about their past, he knew what he had planned was the right course of action. Part of him wondered how she’d take his offers; he’d plan to present her with today. He wasn’t going to spoil his thoughts or this time frame with anything dealing with a couple of her friends. No, today, right now was about them; and them alone. He knew he made the deal with her when she graduated Hogwarts, they’d talk about furthering their relationship and the road they want to take, but time raced and, the days raced and the years passed by as they did as they chose to establish themselves; more so himself. He knew what she’d want, desire, and expect. He wanted to ensure everything was provided for the woman he loved.
Chuckling, he nodded in response to her comment,
“I figured as much. It’s been a while.” He stated. Glancing to the look, he smiled taking her hand and kissing the back.
“I believe they have some positions open, unless you’d rather work here.” He said knowing full well of the risk they’d be running but then he also had one more thing to offer which might alter this particular decision she’s trying to make. Smirking, he moved closer to her. Leaning towards her, he put his arm around her and rested it on the back of the chair.
“You know, I have something else to ask you, which could alter that decision.” He stated. He debated blurting it out, or finding some other way but then maybe this, right here and now, most causal is the best solution to ask her. Kissing her cheek, then leaving his lips inches from her ear
“Move into the manor.” He whispered softly into her ear.
“Live with me.” He moved to the edge of his seat yet closer to her.
“I’ll take care you. Protect you, give you anything you want, you can buy whatever you want, whenever you want.” He whispered softly as he allowed his lips to grace her jaw line before he kissed the corner of her lips.
“You don’t need to worry or stress about work; you can do whatever your heart desires.” Making this day better, he was amused at how Dannie called Albus a ‘stupid git’. It was no lie or secret that he had a strong dislike towards that halfblood; since the only half blood potter that didn’t seem to be all up there was Lily Potter-but then that was back when they were all in school. Who knew what she was like now. He couldn’t ever understand how Dannielle could even remotely be friends with that filthy halfblood; but it wasn’t his place to comment. Either way, he didn’t portray his amusement to her words over him. He figured it’d just be best if he left it alone, however, as she continued, Scorpius couldn’t help but let a small smirk and the light of amusement show in his eyes. At least he kept his chuckle deep down.
“I say make him fry.” He commented quietly, he wasn’t sure if he was saying it just to say it or if he was saying it to her or just to give himself a sense of satisfaction.
“That pathetic halfblood just can’t handle the truth. He’s lucky if he’s half the man-“he decided that may not be the best line to finish with the woman he loves, instead he smirked and chuckled. He figured she’d know where he was going with it so its best left unsaid.
“He doesn’t have a brain in that head, he’s only a halfblood. You expect too much.” He stated, insinuating the lack of intelligence Potter holds.
“He didn’t inherit much from his mother or his father. Seems to me, their father went to the oldest Potter and their mother went the only girl.” He chuckled and shrugged.
“I wouldn’t do anything to you; unless forced to and you’d know it anyway.” he took a bite of his salad, chewed and swallowed,
“I’m going to kill him one of these days.” He muttered, but then again it was no lie either; that he wanted to kill that particular halfblood; and it wasn’t over Dannie either.
“Halfbloods are only half there, their halfwits too.” Scorpius commented, without actually thinking about it.
“I get it.” He added looking back to Dannie,
“I have no real problem with Halfbloods but I wouldn’t marry one or even love one. But friends” he shrugged one shoulder again. He didn’t really care, considering he’s befriended halfbloods and in school he’s messed around with a few but he ensured and made it clear nothing would ever come of any of it. It was also before he really started to take Dannie seriously. With a smirk, he leaned into her and kissed her.
“I love you” he whispered through the deep kiss.
“He’s not all there, that’s why he can’t see that.” Looking to her he noticed the frown and smirked.
“Time to turn that.” He stated, as he pulled out a dead flower from his pocket.
“It was alive...” he said looking at it then looked to her and set in her hand as it came back to life and bloomed in a deep shade of red. Kissing and suckling at her neck.
“You have the magic touch.” He whispered flirtatiously into her ear.
Using his wand to clean up come of the plates as he listened to her talk,
“You know, if you don’t want to, I could always do it for you so long as you supply a written document backing the words. Something that he knows I wouldn’t have the chance of forging.” He stated, looking back to her and he couldn’t hide or even fight the smirk since he knew full well just in the words themselves he takes too much pride and amusement.
“It’s because he loves you, he always had and he doesn’t like that I swooped in with my smooth words, actions and self and took you completely by storm. He believes this is nothing more than a game to me.” It was far from a game to him but at the same time life was a game to him. Some parts were just more serious than others. This relationship was one of those more serious parts of his life.
inspired by 'boom boom pow' by black eyed peas..
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