A/N Hellooooooo. It's Renn for this fanfic. Verity might join later on, but right now she's banned off her tablet.): But anyway, read and enjoy!

Chapter 1

1: Admit you still love him

She shudders and lets more tears fall from her face. " I still love him." She hoarsely whispers. He wraps his arms around her and rests his chin upon her head.

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2: Let the tears out.

She openly sobs and cries, letting it all out in his shoulder. " Scorpius, help me. Get us to the a Great Hall."

" Are you sure-"

"Scorpius. Now." Her voice is steely again, hard and cold and black.

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3: Face him.

They walk into the Great Hall. A chorus of whispers accompany them as they do so. He can see her tear stains among all her beautiful freckles. He pushes her beautiful, fiery red, bouncy, slightly frizzy hair from her face from her forehead anyway. They walk to the Ravenclaw table. Scorpius looks around. Lysander looks stricken. "Are... Are you alright-"

"You have no right, Lysander. Not when you leave her like that. Not when you go behind her back, with her cousin if I may add-"

"Scorpius. I'll do this on my own." She clears her hoarse throat as she steps onto the table to make an announcement. A couple of first-years look cowed by the fact that Headmaster McGonagall might walk in any second. "I am Rose Weasley. Yes. I know that you know about my..." She gestures to herself and Lysander. "... Situation. But guess what? I. Don't. Bloody. Care. So, I know you can see my current state. But I honestly don't care. So ha, ha, bloody ha. Well, you've had your fun. So do us all a favor, and shut the bloody hell up, you lot."

She steps down, a short lived triumphant look on her face. Then she slumps again after everyone stops staring at her.

Scorpius is amazed, inspired by this beautiful girl who happens to be his best friend and who happens to share the same Heads private quarters with him. He sometimes wonders why she wasn't put in Gryffindor, but then he remembers her extremely brilliant mind. Her beautiful blue eyes, fiery red, bouncy, pullable, slightly frizzy hair that matches her personality, her freckles, her glasses that always seem to be slightly crooked, her picture-perfect outfits, and her outrageously out-of-place neon socks. These are all facts why he is in love with her.

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4: Laugh at his punishment for what he did to you.

The owls start swooping through the windows, dropping packages and letters, and nipping at their owner's food. A red envelope lands at Lysander's. He gulps. They gulp. Everyone gulps.

It's like some bloody chain reaction, Scorpius snickers at Lysander's terrified face."Go on then, Lysander. Even though mum's never sent one before, she still has a bloody loud shriek. And we all know what happens when the victim doesn't open it." States Lorcan, Lysander's twin brother, as he shares a few knowing looks with couple of other Ravenclaws. Lysander hesitantly shreds it open. Everyone immediately puts on their earmuffs." -Ah. Is this how you do it, then?" Says a pleasant but abstract voice." I thought so. Can you hear me ? Oh, I've been recording haven't I? Too late now. I suppose I'll start again then. Three, two-"

"Oh for Merlin's sake, Luna. Just get on with it."

"Alright, alright Rolf. To start off Lysander, your father and I are very disappointed in you. Rose is a very-"

There was slight shuffling. It's now back to "Rolf". Everyone is slowly taking their headphones off. There is shrieking." Rolf, give that to me right now!"

"Luna, you won't get it done in time. Just let me."

There was a slight deflating sound.

"Well, I suppose you could."

Footsteps.

"Alright. LYSANDER SCAMANDER, YOU CANNOT DO THAT TO A POOR SOUL LIKE ROSE! AND SHE'S A WEASLEY, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!"

Everyone shuffles to put their ear muffs back on. Rolf goes on. Once he's done, surprisingly, the first one who starts laughing is Rose. She literally falls out of her chair. Next is Scorpius, the Lorcan, and it keeps going on. Then there is only a struggling not to smile Lysander next to a pile of shredded white and red paper.

A/N So, how did you like this one shot? I've been experimenting with British grammar, so if you find a mistake, please PM Verity and me or leave a review. If you liked it, and want more, also please review. The little blue button is very pretty. Just think about it: if you press it, you'll compliment it and therefore get on its good side!

-Renn