Asking For Trouble

A/N: Hey guys! It's me, Awesomegirl13, back with another story for all of you. *queue applause* Anywho, I've recently become obsessed with the RosexScorpius pairing, so this story is the result! Dedication of this chapter goes to RoMaCpda for all her awesome help guiding me through making a plot for this story. Dedication of this entire story, along with a lot of extra extra thanks goes to Alexa Eversence, my awesome beta, without whom I probably wouldn't even have this story. (And if I did have this story, it would probably suck pretty badly.) She also gave me the title and the summary. :)

Disclaimer: So yeah. #littleknownfact, I don't own Harry Potter! Whoaaa I know right? It's pretty crazy. You should read this anyways though. Your own little tribute to Queen Rowling.

"Oh come on Weasley, you just know you love me!"

"In your dreams Malfoy."

"Or my nightmares."

"Merlin! You are such an insufferable little—"

"Language Weasley, wouldn't want to taint your perfect reputation, would you?"

"Gahh! You're lucky I don't hex you into oblivion! I'm a prefect you know; I can give you a detention for your extreme disrespect!"

"Ha. You're forgetting I'm a prefect too. And I'm pretty sure it doesn't follow all the codes to give someone a detention just for contradicting you."

"You really think you're all that, don't you?"

"You're right. I do think I'm all that, and so do the ladies, so I think I'm doing OK."

"You disgust me."

"The feeling's mutual. Oh, and by the way Weasley, I'd get a bucket of water to put out that mess you call your hair. I think it might be on fire."

"That was weak Malfoy! I'm sure you can think of a better insult than that one."

"You're right, I probably could. You're not really worth the brain power though, I need to save it for the next time I beat you at a charms test."

"I told you, it's not about the charms test!"

"Then what is it about?"

"It's about you being a pig-headed insufferable git!"

"I'd challenge you to a duel if I didn't have such an unfair advantage. You are a Weasley after all. I'm sure being such a large blood-traitor taints your ability to do magic."

"Why don't you just crawl back to your little mommy and daddy and complain to them like you always do? Maybe daddy can teach you some spells from his Death Eater days."

"You take that back."

"Make me!"

"You're the one who—"

"I never even—"

"You take that back, or I'll—"

"I'd like to see you try Malfoy, you couldn't even—"

"Oh, because you're one to talk Miss—"

"At least I'm not—"

"Just because your father—"

"At least my father didn't—"

And so the argument continued. Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy were screaming bloody murder at each other, as everyone else in the hallway just parted around them. The typical routine, day after day. It's a bit funny actually; Rose's face becomes as red as her hair, Scorpius makes a comment about it looking like a tomato, and she goes off again. He smirks, and stands there with his arms crossed, nearly enjoying whatever curse words she's throwing at him. Then Rose crosses the line, and mentions his family's reputation. That's when Scorpius snaps also. The fighting continues, Scorpius clenching his fists to the point where his knuckles turned white, and making it really obvious to anyone paying attention, (which would be no one,) that if Rose Weasley wasn't a girl, he would punch her brains out. The conversation went on as such, as their fellow students at Hogwarts passed by as though the two were talking about a friendly game of Quidditch, or a new brand of Wizarding Robes. What's new?

"So Rose," Alice Longbottom started to say during lunch with her usual group of friends. "What was that huge fight earlier with you and Malfoy about?"

Albus, another member of their little group, answered for Rose. "What's it always about? Malfoy being Malfoy, and Rose just being Rose. Listen Rose, if I were you I wouldn't even bother talking to him at all. He's just trying to egg you on."

Rose tried to cover her mushroom filled mouth with her hand before answering, "Easy for you to say. You're not potions partners with the little git."

"Rose! No eating with your mouth full!" Cadence joked, looking at Rose as if she had committed a great crime against humanity.

"Yeah, whatever." Rose said, obviously not in that much of a joking mood. Albus was still pondering over the last thing Rose said. That's the thing about Albus, he has a lot of great opinions and things to say, but normally it just takes him a while to get them all out. It was just one of the differences that separated him from his father.

"Rose," He finally said. "I get what you're trying to say, I really do. I mean, I have to hear from him on a daily basis how much of a freak I am. Seriously, it's like he takes great joy in reminding me that the only reason I even have friends is because my dad is the great 'Harry Potter' savior of the wizarding world. You know? I mean, it's not like I don't go through the same thing you do with him. It's all about how you react."

"Whatever." Rose said, snapping a bit unnecessarily. "I'm not really in a good mood right now. You know? I just… let's not even talk about Malfoy. He's just ruining everything, and he's not even here."

"Okay," Alice said, "We won't talk about Malfoy, but you need to tell us what's been going on with you and Ethan!"

Rose rolled her eyes before answering. "Nothing's going on. We broke up. End of story."

Alice didn't look convinced. "But I see the way you stare at him!"

"Look Alice, he's not interested anymore… I'm… I'm over him, okay?"

Albus let out a cough, obviously fake, before interjecting into the conversation. "As wonderful as this conversation is, let's talk about something non romance or gossip oriented. Like, I don't know, Quidditch or something?"

Rose laughed. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe in a minute. So Cadence, what was that you were talking about earlier? You know? Tell them about what happened with Kyla?"

Cadence brightened up at the chance to share her story. "Oh yeah! Okay guys, let me set the scene for you first. Picture this: I got stuck at a table between Kyla Bullstrode and Caelum Black, right? And they're over there being complete idiots. I'm not even sure what Kyla was doing, but obviously it didn't have anything to do with Potions. Professor Slughorn was babbling on about this potion, right? And there were specific instructions on how to make it. Kyla was going on about some new diamond whatever her mum bought her, that dull spoiled little— I swear she's the most spoiled bit—"

"Cadence! Story!"

"Oh. Right. Sorry, I got a bit carried away. She's just such a little… well, you get the point. Anyways, my remembral started glowing, and Caelum saw it. How I got lucky enough to be stuck between two Slytherins, I'll never know. They're not very bright either. Anyways, so I was just minding my own business when Caelum takes my remembral. And I'm just like, 'Hey! That's mine!' and he's like, 'Yeah, I don't care.' Then he and Kyla started playing keep-a-way with it from me, and I started freaking out because our potion was doing strange stuff. Like, it was bubbling weird and turning a puke color. You know how it goes, right? But then—get this—Kyla's so terrible at anything even remotely involving fast reflexes or hand/eye coordination, that she missed the remembral, it landed in the cauldron, and splashed a ton of the botched potion up at her face!

"Ha. Ha." Albus laughed sarcastically, "This is funny, how?"

"It… It…" Cadence could barely talk she was laughing so hard, and Rose was laughing just about as hard with her. "When it splashed up at her, it singed her eyebrows off!" Three seconds it took, between the time Cadence told the story and the time the laughter started, but once it started, it didn't stop for a long,long time.

So how did the infamous Weasley/Malfoy feud start? It's simple really; Rose Weasley was raised from a young age to hate Scorpius Malfoy. A little girl about to get on the train to Hogwarts. She has red hair, like her father, but that's not the only thing she shares with him. She also might have inherited his stubborn nature. "See that little boy over there Rose? Beat him at everything!" So that became Rose Weasley's goal for the rest of her career at Hogwarts. I mean, it's not like she had never given him a chance. They had even sat together in the compartment on the way to Hogwarts! But all it took was one "mudblood" comment directed at her immediate new-friend Cadence to secure Rose's hatred of the young Malfoy boy. From then on out, it's been him, and her. Both the top two students in the class. They competed in everything. From charms, all the way to ancient runes. They were on different Quidditch teams and from different houses. They were two polar opposites. He may have a stare as cold as ice, but she has a temper hot as fire.

"Hey, hey, hey! If it isn't one of my favorite cousins, itty bitty Rosie-Posie!" Rose rolled her eyes at her 7th year cousin James. Unlike Albus, who was determined to make his own name in the wizarding world, (no matter how long it takes him,) James was perfectly happy to glide through Hogwarts based on the glory of his parents. After all, according to James, "Dad didn't save the wizarding world to have his son be 'just another student,' did he? I mean, if the glory's already here, why fight it?" Typical James behavior, but, he was her cousin, and she loved him. In fact, unlike Malfoy, his pride was almost humorous. He pretty much ruled the school. James had all the girls, and definitely knew how to work the Professors. (Not to mention the fact that he was the master prankster extraordinaire.)

"Ugh, James!" Rose moaned, "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Rosie-Posie? I'm not six anymore! Merlin, you still treat me like a first year."

James gave his famous James-Potter-Grin, and plopped down next to her and Lily on the couch in the Gryffindor common room. "Hi James!" Lily piped up, tearing herself away from her copy of "Hogwarts: A History" for a few seconds to chat with her 'favorite brother.' Rose thought this almost comical also, the fact that Lily, despite being related to him, could still almost completely worship James. Al, Rose, and the rest just sort of shook their heads at James. He certainly was a case. Alice on the other hand? Well, Rose has always sort of suspected that Alice might have a crush on Rose's attractive cousin.

James, Fred, and Ethan are the group of the age at Hogwarts. They've gotten a total of one hundred and thirty-eight detentions so far. Almost as much as Fred and George a few years back, two of the greatest pranksters in Hogwarts History, but definitely not as much as the Marauders in James's grandfather's time. "So have you gotten a letter from mom yet this year?" James asked Lily. "I've gotten one, and we've only been here a week!"

"Yeah, yeah. You know mom though. Last year she sent us all like, twenty by the end of the first month."

"Well yeah, but I still think that's a bit overkill."

Rose laughed, and said, "Not as overkill as my dad. I swear, he's obsessed with those Howlers. He must think they're fun to write or something, because we all get them about once a week. I think he even sent you and Fred some last year, too. Right James?"

"Ha, yeah. Right after I had set Professor Longbottom's toad on fire. But hey, how was I supposed to know animals were flammable?"

He made small talk with Lily for a bit, meanwhile Rose got a little bit lost in her own thoughts. "So Rosie," James said after awhile, "Have you started studying for your OWLs yet?"

"OWLs aren't for another, let's see… like, eight months! I've got another seven months before I even start studying."

"Yeah, because that won't be a bad idea at all. When I took my OWLs, half the class ended up sick because they exhausted themselves so much. One girl actually ended up in St. Mungo's."

"Yeah, well, I'll start studying eventually. Hey, are you going to the Slug Club dinner next week?" She asked her cousins.

"I'm going!" Lily said excitedly.

"How can I not?" James added. "He pretty much tracks me down all the time making sure I'm going. He certainly is a case, isn't he? Dad says he's been teaching nearly his whole life. He retired for awhile when our parents were in school, but now he's so old I'm surprised he can still hobble around."

"At least he's not as old as Binns." Rose joked.

"Oh," Lily said, "Binns is dead, so I don't think he's winning any contests. I wouldn't be surprised if Binns was teaching even when Nearly Headless Nick was a kid." They all laughed and joked for a bit, until it got so late they were all about to fall asleep anyways. Just another part of the daily routine.

The next day during potions class, more things blew up. Literally, and figuratively. Literally, considering half the class were complete imbeciles when it came to fifth year potions, and figuratively, because Rose and Scorpius are partners. "Yes, yes," Slughorn began, talking to Albus. "I see you've inherited your fathers gift at potions! He was a wonderful student, he really was. Never have I seen someone so excellent at potions! You're grandmother Lily was excellent as well, so I guess it just runs in the family! Now, I remember teaching your father Harry Potter. I taught him most of what he knows, in fact. Several things that I'm sure even helped him defeat You-Know-Who himself. Now, what was I saying again? Oh yes—"

"Potter." Malfoy snarled under his breath. "Always getting all the perks from teachers. He's not even that great! Always just gliding through school on dumb luck and glory from his dad. All the Potters are the same way. My dad says they all seem just like their dad. Even you can't deny he sucks at potions Weasley, and you're actually friends with the dolt."

Rose took a deep breath in, trying to just brush everything Scorpius said off her shoulder. "Don't talk about Al that way, okay? He doesn't ask for this, any more than I ask for my reputation or that you ask for yours. It's just the way it is. Got it?"

"Oh of course you'd defend him Weasley. I forgot your whole attention seeking family is pretty close, isn't it? I'm surprised you can even remember the names of all your cousins. It's like your whole family just constantly sucks people in. Do you, like, post adds in The Daily Prophet to recruit new members or something? Explains why you all dress the way you do. So many mouths to feed, it really is a shame that—"

"Shut up Malfoy."

"Here, pass me those dragon balls. I forgot you get all self-righteous when it comes to things like that."

"Excuse me Malfoy, I forgot your entire family thinks they're better than us."

"We are better than you."

"Oh yeah? Did your grandfather tell you that after he got out of Azkaban?"

"Yeah, actually, he did. Right after he mentioned how tainted your blood is. My father always said your father was crazy for ruining his pure-line by marrying that mudblood you call a mother."

"That's it Malfoy! When are you going to realize that no one cares about that stupid blood thing anymore except for you and some of your lame friends. Mudblood? Stop acting like you're better than everyone just because you're line is pure! I can name five people right now more powerful than you, and I can bet not one of them is a pureblood."

"Oh, you're just bitter because your boyfriend was snogging Gemma. She really does get around, doesn't she?"

"DENSAU—" Scorpius shoved his hand over Rose's mouth before she had the chance to scream whatever curse she wanted to scream at him.

"Not here you idiot!" He hissed. "Do you want us to get in trouble? Fine. You don't think I'm better than you? How about you save those curses for a duel tonight. Meet me in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom at 2:00AM, that's a good four hours after curfew. Winner keeps their pride."

He removed his hand from Rose's mouth. She looked around quickly to make sure no one could hear their conversation. "I don't know—if we were to get caught then—"

"Oh yeah. I'm sorry, I forgot you're uptight. My bad. Well then, I guess you're just too afraid to fight me. Looks like my dad was right about you Weasley's. You're all cowards."

"Spoken from the man who ran from the battle. I've heard the same stories you have Malfoy, I guess we just interpret them differently. You know what, I'm in. But I swear—if you stand me up I'll—"

"Don't worry. I wouldn't miss this fight for the world."

A/N: Well, surprisingly enough this might just be the longest first chapter for a story I've ever written! So that was the first chapter of my story, mostly just introduction to characters, but I threw in a bit of rising action. Review to let me know what you think! Who knows, it might help me update faster! *wink, nudge*

Kay bye.

-Awesomegirl13