CHAPTER 1

Rose was peering over her books, when she heard a knock at the heads common room door, she sighed; she was comfortably surrounded by her books, studying for her NEWTS and she can't even get peace in her own common room.

"Scorpius Malfoy, open the door" She heard someone call; she knew this voice perfectly well.

"He isn't here" She shouted. Rose didn't want to face the owner of the voice.

"Rose! Darn! Just open the door. I need to talk to him" Rose sighed and went towards the door, 'Bloody Merlin! Why can't they open themselves magically?' she thought,

She opened it, and looked at her – Lily Potter, 15 year old, fifth year Gryffindor, the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, making guys fall at her feet, perfect at everything she did, Quidditch- check, Boys-check, Academics –check. "Lily, do you need something? Look I am busy, I need to study." She didn't even look her in the eye.

"It's just second week, whatever I don't want to waste your time, I didn't even come to meet you" she snapped.

Rose clenched the door tightly, her knuckles turning white, "I told you Malfoy isn't here." She gritted her teeth and forced the words out. Rose couldn't believe, the girl she used to call her best friend until, she was in third year. After her third year, Lily just turned into a new leaf. She turned pretty over summer, her hair grew into thick-shiny mane, and she outgrew her shyness and became confident. Rose always hoped that maybe she would turn pretty too, maybe guys would pin after her too, maybe her hair would tame down too, but that never happened- or she thought so.

Lily rolled her eyes at her elder cousin, "Get over it, he is soon to be my boyfriend, and a part of the family, calling him by his surname won't do you much good, Rose, you don't realize that how everyone keeps you around just because you got an OWL in every single subject except potions, and you'd do anything to get attention – even let everyone copy your homework?" Lily smirked. She could not believe her cousin, how dare she, but somewhere, Rose knew she was right, atleast she had the audacity to say so.

But Rose needed to get rid of her, because it was past curfew time, even for a prefect.

"Okay Lily, do you want wait for him or something?" Rose replied calmly, but her insides were burning like fire, she was angry and disappointed even more so.

"No. I have to go, just give this parchment to Scorp, and don't read it" she handed over the parchment and smiled, her famous charming smile, every cousin used to melt at that, she smiled like she did not even make a snide comment on Rose. Rose sighed and closed the door as Lily went away.

Her shoulders drooped even more so as she looked around her common-room, but she had to work, so she went over, cast a heating charm, and settled over a foot long essay of why Dragon Blood is useful to both Muggles and Wizards.

Rose was feeling sleepy and her neck ached, but she dared not sleep, so she decided to stretch her body and rest the neck on the back of the couch.

She closed her eyes and hummed a tune to herself – a song she created.

She never noticed a figure entering the room – Scorpius Malfoy; no where near what everyone expected him to be. He was supposed be this arrogant prick, which may pick on others. But he was Hogwarts golden boy, Head Boy, Keeper-captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, tall, perfectly sculpted body, his blonde hair falling over his eyes, best friend to Albus Severus Potter – The Chosen One's son, apparent crush of Lily Potter –the Golden Girl of Hogwarts. He would make a perfect son in law – Polite, rich, extremely well mannered. So what he was a player, and saw girls as an object, he did spoil his girlfriends which was fair – that was what everyone thought so, but not one Rose Weasley, and the hate was equally gifted back to her wrapped in ribbons.

He could not stand her, she was just so different – hardly anything affected her. He hated how naïve she was – couldn't see past anyone's tricks. He hated how she tried to find nice in everything and everyone. He hated how she smiled at everyone, but reserved her usual expression-less face for him. He hated how his smirk, his grin, his wink, couldn't even daze her. Merlin! Rose Weasley was meant to be hated upon. He saw her, lying on the couch, eyes closed, books surrounding her in huge piles. She shifted in her sleep slightly, but went back to sleep. Her neck was bent at an awkward angle, he was sure, she'd break it soon at this rate, but she looked so beautiful while sleeping. Yes it was no shock that Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy called Rose Nymphadora Weasley beautiful, he always knew she was beautiful, she was too pure, she couldn't be destroyed. He wouldn't let anyone do it. Yes he was in love with one girl he wasn't supposed to, so he tried to cover it up – by all the hate he could muster up against her, all the fake insults he shot at her. Every night he used to sleep, hoping that he would be able to walk up to her the next day and tell her, he loves her.

"Scorpius, honey, here's the money, go buy yourself an ice-cream and don't move I'll be back in an hour" His mum called out. He immediately went to the muggle ice-cream vendor, and went to ask for his favourite ice cream.

"Sorry kid, there's only one left, and this missy here has already asked for it, I could give you another one" He offered.

"But..." His eyes lost all the sheen, as his bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

"Here, you can take it" she saw the red-head girl with freckles all over her face, put forward the cone. He looked at her surprised – " But you paid for it" he argued, being a Malfoy he was always polite and this girl was so cute, he did not want to act like a kid – he was sure his mother would have laughed at what he thought.

"I come here daily, and it's not my favourite even. Have it" she said, grinning.

"We could share" He offered, clearly embarrassed at what he said.

"Sure" She smiled at grabbed his hand as they both went and sat over the park bench.

"I am Rose" she said

"Scorpius" he grinned. She giggled, "That's a funny name, isn't it silly to name a kid after a constellation?" she asked innocently.

"How do..." "I read about the sky and stars, I like them" she cut him off and looked up at the sky, gazing at the birds.

"Oh..." he was surprised.

"Rose! Darling, we should go" a woman called out.

"It was my last day today; I came here to a doctor. Hope we see each other soon Scor" she turned to him and pecked him on his cheek.

He blushed and waved him good bye. Lest he knew, he'd meet her six years later, and they would have to be enemies – Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy.

He smiled at the memory, he wondered if she even remembered about that ice-cream incident. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. His chain of thoughts was broken by her murmuring something, he noticed that she had a frown etched upon her face and her neck seemed twisted enough.

"Please. No..." she whispered. He could clearly see that she was having a bad dream.

"Wake up Weasley, your snores are waking up the entire Hogwarts, jeez, couldn't you have atleast used a silencing charm?" He snapped at her. Her eyes flew open, as she looked around, slightly caught off guard.

"Atleast they are quieter than your whining." She said, in a casual manner.

She looked at him, standing there, with a smirk etched upon his face; she decided not to give him any satisfaction, of raising any emotion in her.

"Oh! Come on Weasley, everyone loves my voice, even when I am whining, and about you, I am not so sure" He said, approaching her, setting himself casually on the opposite couch. She rolled her eyes, and instead of answering him, started scribbling, on her parchment.

He eyed her, her blue eyes, not giving away any emotion, which infuriated him; she was a mystery to him. Why wasn't she normal – like every other girl he has snogged or shagged? She was always beautiful to him, even when she have had those braces, in her third year, or when she had those pimples, in the fifth year.

But he was not the only one, he knew guys around were discussing, fantasizing about her. And that was something he was worried about, he was the one, who decided Rose Weasley would be his and no one else's and Malfoys always got what they wanted. And he was no different.

"Malfoy, if you are done with insulting me and trying to put me on the edge, we have to discuss the new schedule, with various prefects, going for quidditch practice and some of them for extra curricular activities. And Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you about her wanting..." she was cut off, as her eyes landed on a parchment, she suddenly remembered what Lily asked her to do, "Oh! That parchment over there is what Lily asked me to give it to you" She paused for effect "Stay away from her Malfoy, she will not be one of your fuck buddies"

He looked up at her from the parchment, pulled out his wand and muttered "Accio Parchment" as it flew over to him.

He got up and closed the distance between them, and leaned down to stare into her eyes.

She frowned, her eyes still as passive as ever.

"You know what Weasley? Dominique was a good fuck buddy, but I'd seriously consider Lily for that job" he smirked and turned away.

Rose grabbed his arm and looked straight into his eyes "Stay Away From Her" she said calmly stressing every word.

He pulled her close and placed an arm around her waist, "Not likely" he said and took long strides over to his room. He threw away the parchment and stripped all his clothes – how dare she have this effect on him. If only Dominique was here.

He turned and saw the piece of paper, picked it up, and opened it.

Dear Scorpius,

Congratulations! You made it as a Head Boy. I knew you would, after all you're the best. I know it's hard sharing a room with Rose; she can be a real pain sometimes. I heard you broke up with Dominique. If you want to talk about it, I am here. Oh! And about the prefect duties, we should totally patrol together.

Love Lily

He smirked at the letter; girls were so willing to be his rebound. So little Lily Potter was not so little after all, he knew Al would mind him dating his little sister, but he knew Albus Severus Potter did not give a damn about his younger sister, he used to stick more with Rose, and Scorpius clearly knew why. Rose and Albus were inseparable, just like twins. If he was not her cousin, Scorpius would seriously have hexed him. Albus was his bestfriend, but he was her family who he was clearly very protective over.

Scorpius knew he would never tell Al, about his feelings for Rose. He did not want to end up with broken bones and bubotuber pus out of his face, just like many other guys.

He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled.

Lily, tomorrow night, after dinner, seventh floor hallway. – Scorpius

He tied the note at the end of his Owl's leg, as she nipped his finger affectionately. He slipped under the covers and closed his eyes.

A/N - HOPE YOU LIKE IT! (: