Written for HPFC 'Four Houses Love Letters Competition'

Pairing: Scorpius/Rose

Prompts: Forbidden, unsaid, forever, abandoned, loving, considerate, and Gotcha!

The Dare

"I dare you...to send a love letter to Rose Weasley."

Scorpius stared at his friend for a few seconds before shaking his head and saying "Say what now?"

The others laughed before Liam smirked and once more said, "I dare you to send a love letter to Rose Weasley. And you have to sign it," He added as an afterthought.

"Oh, you've got to be joking – I would never-" The Slytherin began shaking his head with a disgusted look on his face.

"Do you want to be the chicken tomorrow?" Tobias asked as he lifted up the chicken hat that the person who chickened out of a dare had to wear for the whole day the next day. Scorpius frowned.

"Fine," Scorpius snarled as he marched over to his bed and pulled out a quill, ink and some parchment from his school bag. He sat down and paused for a second before catching the look on his friend's faces and began writing. Liam read over his shoulder.

"Nice," Liam said with an amused look and a few others came over to read it.

"And you don't have a girlfriend...why, again?" Jared asked, as his eyes scanned the page. Scorpius just scowled at him, as – with a grimace – he signed his name at the end of the page with a flourish, rolling it up and putting it on his side table.

"Nu-uh, we're sending this thing now," Liam said, and with a laugh (Scorpius still scowling) the four Slytherin's left for the owlery to send the 'love letter'.


I've been keeping something from you for many a time, something that's been burning deep within me and I must finally let it free, I must finally let it burst from my chest, from my heart. I can no longer keep it from you, my dear, sweet, beautiful Rose.

I love you.

Oh, how good it feels to say it (or write it)! I've feared for so long how you would react if I let you know, but I could no longer keep it quiet – I feel like singing it from the tops of Hogwarts, my dear sweet, intelligent Rose – but instead I shall tell you.

Your hair is like fire (and you have a temper to match!) makes my skin burn with a desire to touch you – you set me on fire every time I see you. Your voice is so beautiful – I only anger you just to hear that beautiful melody! And every time I see you, I every time I hear you, I fall in love with you all over again. I've always loved you and will love you forever.

Rose, oh redredred Rose – please, give my life a meaning, and say these feelings are returned.

Love – oh, so very much loved!


Rose stared at the letter in shock. Not. Bloody. Possible.