Word count: 250
Characters: Rose/Scorpius, mentioned Draco/Hermione
Summary: I wonder if Uncle George has invented brain bleach yet
They sat with their backs against the wall. Knuckles white, they squeezed each other’s hands. It was lucky no one could see them because the expressions of shock frozen on their faces would have worried most of their friends.
After all, Scorpius Malfoy was supposedly incapable of being shocked by anything, from the fluffy to the obscene. And Rose Weasley… Rose was known for her temper, yes, but even more for her ability to keep a calm, cool head in any situation. That was, after all, one reason she was going to make an excellent Healer.
“I did not need to see that,” Scorpius finally said.
“I wonder if Uncle George has invented brain bleach yet,” Rose mused, seemingly a non-sequiter, but Scorpius followed the thread of conversation.
“Scrub the memory away,” he agreed.
“I kinda wish we’d told them we’re dating awhile ago. Telling them now makes it seem … incestuous.” Rose looked uneasy at the thought, but she voiced it anyway.
“I have a feeling this has been going on for a long time,” Scorpius told her, running a hand through his hair.
“… how will we tell them about us?” Rose asked worriedly. “I mean, we’re apparently not supposed to know about them, so how do we explain?”
“I propose we tell them separately and never admit we saw them having sex. In fact, let’s forget that your mum and my dad are capable of having sex with each other. Please?”
Rose nodded in fervent agreement.
A/N: Written for dyno_drabbles. Prompt was "Rose/Scorpius, finding out Draco and Hermione are in a romantic relationship."