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The Prologue

Tap tap-tap tap… tap tap-tap tap

Her fingers from her pinkie to her index finger were tapping on the table right in front of her, tap tap tap tap…

Tap tap-tap tap… tap tap-tap tap… tap tap-tap tap...

Rose Weasley was bored. Tap tap went her pinkie tap went her thumb. Tap tap… Tap. She had repeated and altered her pinkie and thumb on the double tap, she was never really musically inclined, in fact the only redeeming quality Rose Weasley had were her brains and even those were worn out. Her shitty excuse for a cousin and best friend who somehow managed to get himself sorted into Slytherin, Albus Severus Potter, seemed to find her act of mundanity rather amusing and kicked her leg as he mockingly put a finger on his mouth.

"Hey Rose, we're supposed to be quiet while the teachers are talking at us." Albus hissed with a smirk pasted on his features. Stupid boy, Rose was sure he was just as bored as she was.

She rolled her eyes, Yes she'd heard it all already, she probably knew more about the history of magic than she should. Yesterday they were talking about her parent's history, it was amusing for the first part but now the professor was elaborating in a monotone about page 24 in the revised edition of Hogwarts: A History and she had read that book 4 years ago during her second year. It was a miracle she was awake.

She tore a piece of paper from her thickest notebook and wrote a note she didn't think through out of sheer boredom and threw it at Al - Why don't you say shut up to our very entertaining teacher

But that note never made it to Al, instead it went to his best mate who was none other than Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, the self-proclaimed "Slytherin Sex God". He winked at her prior to opening the note and before she could say anything the slimy git took it upon himself to stand up and wave the bloody note in the air. Die die die die die.

"Sir, I must apologize in advance, but an issue has arisen that requires your immediate attention." He replied, pretending to look solemn.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, what is this issue of yours that requires you to disrupt my lovely lesson?" Professor Binns asked with an annoyed sigh.

"Well the problem is certainly not mine sir, Ms. Weasley would like me to tell you to shut up sir." Malfoy had said politely. Die stupid slimy snake. The class silently snickered and somehow Rose knew that deep in their hearts that they wished the same

"Is this true Ms. Weasley, would you like to teach my class instead." He accused.

"Of course not Sir, Malfoy most likely made that proclamation to get back at me for scoring higher than him in Transfiguration last period, as usual," She replied "and at everything else." she added with a soft smirk. The class snickered louder this time amused by the bickering and curious to see the next Rose/Scorpius face-off albeit being used to it.

Professor sighed and went on with his usual lesson choosing to ignore the two teens, foreseeing that a debate would soon start and settled on talking to them after class. Rose stuck her tongue out at Malfoy to which Malfoy replied also with his tongue out that went up and down twice. Rose appeared to be disgusted by the action but ignored him. It wasn't that she hated the bloke, hell she even thought that he was hot, but he knew it too and used it to the best of his ability which pissed her off. Then, he continued to better her in potions and never failed to remind her about it every single day of his miserable existence, which she was tempted to end..

Class was over after a long period of suffering and soon students were packing up their quills and textbooks.

"Ms. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy if you will." Professor Binns gestured for them to sit. Great, now we're both in trouble. She and Malfoy walked back from where they came side by side and sat in the two chairs by his desk.

"Professor, please, it is quite clear to me that Malfoy is just jealous that, even for all his hard work, he is still second in every class." She murmured.

"Except potions, Weasley" he sneered. She glared at him in response. Professor Binns sighed for a really long time, wow, that was the third time this day, he should probably retire. After all, a 5 century-old ghost could do with a vacation from all the hormonal teenagers full of angst and bitterness. Oh, I forgot, and the ones whose heads were the size of hot air balloons. *cough* Malfoy *cough*

"Ms. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, I am absolutely fed-up with your daily production of animosity during my class. AGAIN, I REPEAT, MY BLOODY CLASS! I suggest you two do this in a different class for once? Preferably the one called weekends. Now, 5 points will be taken from each house and I truly hope both of you will learn from this. Next time, though, you won't be getting off with just losing points, next time you two will be sent to clean the trophies, without magic!" he paused for a minute or two and sighed for the fourth time in the past ten minutes.

"Well go on," he motioned with his translucent hands, shooing us out. "Off with you two, go on, your food won't wait forever" They walked out side by side since they were both headed to the great hall for lunch anyway

"That went well," Rose muttered.

"Hah, no kidding," Malfoy replied sarcastically, which she hated by the way, his sarcasm screamed girl magnet, it wasn't like she was one to talk though, her sarcasm had the same effect on the male population.

She gave him a look. "Just so you know, I'm blaming our entire predicament on you."

"Yeah, sure, whatever, blame the Slytherin, a son of a known Death Eater, who many families have a personal vendetta against, and happens to be the one kid no one believes when he claims he's a virgin. Nothing new to that." Rose fell silent, she knew to never let their fights go back to their families' grudges. During first year, when Rose had been furious with Scorpius and feeling as though he'd taken her best friend away from her, she went way too far and told him that he didn't deserve Albus as his best friend because he was just another dark link in the Malfoy chain.

"That's not..."Before she could say anything and before they reached the corner that should have leaded them to the Great hall a hurdle of students were running in the opposite way as a cloud of magenta smoke filled the corridors.