Hello everyone, this is a fanfic for all those Scorpius/Rose shippers out there. The story takes place in Rose's 7th and final year at Hogwarts where she breaks out of her public image of bookworm/workaholic. Scorpius is definately making many appearances and I may write from his point of view but this will mostly be a story centered from Rose's point of view.

Reviews are most welcome however if you are going to critise me for the pairings or for things that you think aren't accurate to JKR's books then don't bother please because this is fanfic for a reason!

Anyway, hope you enjoy! :-D

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Before the Dawn

The light danced off the crystal sending sparkles flying over the ceiling, rainbow fairies gracefully floating in an enchanted sky. Rose sighed, if only life were so simple, no stress or worry, everything calm and peaceful.

Her sigh broke the silence 'As if!'.

The sparkles disappeared and Rose heaved herself up off the dusty floor. She had work to do and lying in the middle of an abandoned classroom casting enchanting spells was not going to solve anything.

A sharp knock pierced the air and the annoyingly familiar voice of her cousin Albus called, "Rose I know you're in there! Come out now I need some help!"

'Welcome to the hectic world of Rose Weasley' she mused. 'Omg where do I start?'

It sucked having a massive family. Rose had so many cousins and aunts and uncles and grand people that any family gathering would imminently turn into a farmyard riot. Birthdays were hectic, Easter frantic and Christmas so cluttered with movement and noise that Rose always had a headache. It sucked too that so many of the family had come to Hogwarts when she was there. Gryffindor house had turned into red-haired pandemonium 'and' , Rose mused, 'I'm sure the school had seen enough trouble from the Weasley clan when my uncles were there'.

The only peace Rose could ever find from the chaotic ramble of school and family life was to retreat to her special places. At home it was the hidden room found behind her floor-length mirror and at school, the Room of Requirement or should that be occupied, a study room in the far end of the library. Here, she could relax, listen to music, eat whatever she fancied, read any book she wanted or just act silly for hours on end. Sometimes she'd be so tired that she would fall asleep on the spongy sofa the rooms summoned or just lie and stare at the ceiling for what would seem like eternity. Yep, the little comforts in life were things that Rose looked forward to every day.

"C'mon Rose! Far out I've been waiting here for ages!" Albus' voice reverberated through the door.

Impatiently, she stalked to the door and yanked it open. "What? This had better be good Albus I was busy".

His miffed expression didn't improve her mood. "Uh durrr! When are you ever not busy? God your such a bookworm Rose. Anyway, I need some help with that NEWT practice essay Goldstein gave us".

Rose arched her eyebrow "So you womanising poser, what's in it for me if I help you?"

A grin slowly worked its way across Albus' face. "Aw, come on I'm not that bad and to be fair you're not really a bookworm, that was Aunt Hermione". His expression turned thoughtful, "weeell… I can't offer you scholarly help in return and I know you'd castrate me if I said alcohol or drugs, soooo… maybe money? An object? Set up a date with your crush of the moment?"

Rolling her eyes, Rose leaned forward and took the essay from Albus' outstretched hand.

"I can't believe that we've only been a week back at school and already you're asking me for help. I don't need money or anything. I'll have to think up of something good so consider it an 'I owe you' for now".

"Thanks Rose, anything you want, anything at all". He said with relief.

As she turned to walk back in the room, Rose said over her shoulder "Oh and one more thing, I won't be having a lot of time to help you this year, or anyone else for that matter, so you'd better start paying attention in classes".

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Despite being top in the majority of her classes, Rose was not the control-freak studyaholic that Hermione Granger-Weasley had been. Her near-perfect grades she chalked up to her ability to remember facts clearly and her gift for logic, something she'd inherited off her mother. Competition for Rose Weasley was slim, but there was another student who gave her contest for top student of the year. It was this student who had surprised Rose in the beginning with his intelligence. The first test they'd ever got back in 1st year had surprised Rose so much, she had thought she'd be the best in the year no questions asked. That hadn't gone to plan and neither had anything else…

Rose didn't love school, the study and homework was one thing but the students made life at Hogwarts so much more complicated. At first when she had arrived as a wide-eyed and innocent 1st year the student body had welcomed her warmly. After all, she was the daughter of two of the most famous witches and wizards of all time and a little bit of curiosity was bound to appear. It had not stayed. The students had already been exposed to older Weasleys and Potters, such as the uncommon kindness of Teddy Lupin, the extraordinary beauty of Victoire Weasley and the self-elevating arrogance of James Potter who had been an immediate hit with everyone and the most popular kid in school by the age of 13. Adding to that list Rose's intelligence and gangly 12 year old looks it was no surprise that she was not as popular as her older cousins. She was not arrogant or flamboyant like James or extraordinary beautiful like Victoire and although her dorm mates thought her a kind person, the school didn't know enough of Rose Weasley to realise her kindness.

At one stage Rose had not been alone in her unpopularity. Albus had been as shy as she was smart and had difficulty talking to anyone at all in his first year. By the age of 14 though, that had all changed. After discovering his voice and realising he was a magnet to girls, Albus had drifted off into what Rose called the 'spotlight zone'. He knew he was good-looking, just like his older brother James, but thankfully he did not abuse his power unlike James.

'If anyone has made the biggest transformation here its Albus' Rose mused on her sofa. 'But', she supposed, 'life is full of surprises. Who'd have thought that I'd end up in Ravenclaw instead of Gryffindor. Nearly my whole family is in there, but when have I ever been brave or overly loyal?'

Ravenclaw had been a very shocked house the year that she'd come to Hogwarts. Not only had they got the daughter of one of the smartest witches of all time but they'd also got the son of the most oldest, wealthy and recently disgraced family that had dominated the Slytherin house for centuries.

Yes. Scorpius Malfoy, son of Draco Malfoy and grandson of the notorius ex-deatheater Lucius Malfoy had been sorted into Ravenclaw house much to the shock of his peers and fellow class-mates. And no one more than Rose had been shocked by his intelligence and ability to threaten her position in all her classes.

Still, Rose didn't hate Scorpius Malfoy. She respected his talent and considered their competition more of a friendly rivalry rather than a contest between enemies. She hadn't wanted to hate him for his family like her father had encouraged because if she was truthful with herself she didn't think he was a bad person.

'Not that I know him well. How do you talk to someone who you've had a crush on since 3rd year? And he so rarely dates anyone.'

Scorpius was the type of guy who was quiet but respected by everyone. He was also the sort of guy that girls wanted to be with and who boys wanted to be. Physically, he was the hottest guy in school next to the Potters, with pale straight blonde hair that was perfectly ruffled in all the right places. He also sported a lightly muscled torso and arms with a face that was traditionally handsome with high cheekbones and smooth skin. So all in all, Scorpius was definitely one of the most sought after guys in school for its female population. That didn't mean that he'd become the type of guy that James had been though. He didn't date many girls and if he did, they were usually not the girls who would toss themselves at his feet. He was not arrogant or malicious and according to Rose's friend, Emily, he didn't treat girls disrespectfully.

'He'll never notice me,' Rose sighed. 'To most people I'm still that bushy-haired, freckled kid from 1st year that no one would ever ask out. I wish people could see me for who I am'

Rose stared wistfully into the mirror across the room. Her auburn hair fell in soft waves around her face, it had lost its bushiness since 4th year, and her chocolate brown eyes sparkled out from the light dusting of freckles that adorned her face. She wasn't beautiful in her eyes, pretty maybe….not ugly definitely, but no where near as good-looking as other girls. She'd grown more curves too since turning seventeen which was a bonus but she still didn't have the amount of curves that she would like. No D-cup breasts or rounded hips but at least she had long legs.

James had once complemented Rose on her legs the summer after 5th year when they'd been setting up a picnic at Grandma Weasley's place.

"Wow Rose, I never noticed what great legs you have!" Which he'd immediately countered with, "you could be a model with those if you had the rest to go with 'em." He'd only just managed to dodge Rose's knee to his groin.

Rose quietly laughed to herself. 'Typical James, complement someone and then instantly take it back with an insult."

Another knock struck the silence of the room around her and Rose angrily heaved herself up of the sofa for the second time.

"Geez! Albus can't you give me a break! I will get to your essay as soon as I can, just give me a chance to……"

Rose only got the door halfway open before she froze.

A pair of silvery grey eyes were looking intently into her own………

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And there it is, cliff hanger much? I'll update as soon as I can! XD