Disclaimer: I own SMEAR. And Harriet. I don't want to because she's a bit crazy and whiny but I kind of, sort of do. The rest is all J K Rowling (she's so awesome).

Rose Weasley sat in the prefect's compartment on the Hogwarts express thinking carefully. She tucked a wayward curl of red brown hair behind her ear and nodded, making the right sounds at the right intervals to make her cousin and fellow prefect, Albus Potter, think that she was listening to him as he went on and on about the Holyhead Harpies. She was in fact contemplating how she was going to handle all of her duties this year and still come out on top.

When Rose got the letter informing her of her new prefect status she was ecstatic. Not as ecstatic as Ron who had always found more pride in his children's achievements than his own ('Yes yes I helped save the wizarding world, but have you ever seen a prettier garland?! Rosie Posie made it in school!'), and not as ecstatic as her mother ('Oh Rosie you are just going to be the perfect prefect, I just know it!') and not as ecstatic as Hugo ('Great, now just remember that you're family and family is more important than being a prefect so when you catch me snogging some girl don't go ratting me out, okay?') but ecstatic nonetheless.

As the days went on however she began wondering if perhaps being a prefect wasn't a good thing after all. She had OWLs to study for and Quidditch and worst of all she still had to deal with Malfoy's pranks and then plan the retaliatory step in their battle. She would like it better if he just stopped pranking her altogether of course but didn't seem likely at all. How could she possibly deal with all of her usual problems and being a prefect when she barely got time to sleep at all?

So Rose Weasley decided, she decided that she had two options, either convince Malfoy to stop the war or give up the prefect badge. She really didn't want to give up the prefect badge it was so...shiny! So the only course of action left was to stop Malfoy.

Unfortunately she just couldn't settle upon the best course of action to dissuade Malfoy's pranks. Appealing to his better nature wouldn't work since he didn't have one neither would hexing him till he couldn't think seeing as how she could have her prefect's badge taken away from her which ran rather counter to her motives. She could convince him to make a wager with her with a reprieve from his pranks as the reward but seeing as how every single bet she had made since the second she was born had not been in her favour she forewent that thought.

"Scorpius!" Albus cried out and she was jolted out of her thoughts when their very subject ran into the compartment and closed it behind him, looking very much like a hunted prey.

"Albus get the invisibility cloak out and hide me!" He said, terrified.

Her cousin threw him a confused look that melted into one of understanding when a high pitched giggle was heard and as quick as he could he unpacked the cloak, throwing it at his best friend. The compartment door slid open and Harriet Carr burst in.

"Scorpy!" She cried out and looked around only for her face to fall when she saw it was just Albus and Rose. "Oh it's you two." She said, disdain dripping in her words and she shot a hateful look at Rose who simply rolled her eyes.

"Hello Harriet, to answer your question, no, we have not seen Scorpius." Albus said before Harriet could open her mouth and Rose snorted. She felt a pinch and looked in the general direction that it had come from fully aware that Scorpius was once again taking the mickey out of her.

She turned back to the door to see Harriet giving her a look as if questioning her sanity. Then again she had just been caught glaring at empty air.

"Weasley, going mad already?" She sneered and Rose raised an eyebrow.

"This is the Prefects' compartment and you're not a Prefect. Unless you want to stay and get a detention even before we reach school..."

Harriet snarled this time but flounced away anyway. Within seconds of her departure Scorpius Malfoy, bane of her life, uncloaked himself and handed it back to Albus.

"Thanks mate, you're a real life saver." He told Albus running his hands through his green mohawk to bring it back to its nest like glory from where it had been flattened by the cloak. He turned to Rose with a smirk. "Hello Rosie poo, miss me?"

"I-"

"No need to answer that, you've obviously been driven mad by how much it hurts to be away from me, glaring at absolutely nothing like that." He sniggered and Rose fumed.

She didn't know why it got on her nerves. It wasn't like he was being particularly offensive or anything but just something about the way he said it drove her nuts. The arrogance, the nose up in the air, the smirk it all just made her want to hex him so bad! But she forced herself to calm down.

"I'm sure as the chairman of the Scorpius Malfoy Appreciation Club Harriet knows how to cure me, maybe I should go get he-" She got off her seat and reached out for the door.

"NO!" He looked utterly petrified. It was as if she'd used a stunning spell on him and he was just stuck there.

Her eyebrow rose of its own accord. "Scared, Malfoy?"

"Rose, please." Albus said, ever the mediator, his experience in mitigating arguments between Lily and James coming in handy.

But she had stopped, if only because she had figured out the perfect plan to stop Malfoy. He was terrified of his fangirls. He ran away from his fangirls. Ergo, if she was his fangirl it stood to reason that he would never prank her again, much too busy hiding from her to do so. She now had a plan.

If there was one thing Rose had learnt from her mother, it was that having an acronym that is memorable was key to its success. Sure everyone had taken SPEW to be a complete and utter joke and sure Hermione Weasley had yet to succeed in her attempts to get the Wizengamot to establish protection laws for House Elves but people remembered the name SPEW(if only to mock it) and that was one lesson Rose would take to the grave.

Plus it was an excellent time to try the mnemonic thing she'd read about.

Operation Stop Malfoy's Exploits And Retaliate, also known as Operation SMEAR was about to begin.