Some people say that Hogwarts is like a second home to them, but that's hardly the case for me. I hate that damn school with every fiber of my being, because that's the place where, no matter where I am in that stupid castle, I'm instantly recognized and labeled as "The Weasley Bitch". Don't get my wrong, I've worked very hard to prove to everyone that I can be a real bitch at times. It's the Weasley part that I hate.

See, I'm the only Slytherin in my entire family, with the exception of my favorite cousin, Albus. Other than that, nothing. All the other Weasley's and Potter's are either in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. As you can probably guess, most of them are Gryffindors. Bravery runs in the family, right? Wrong. They're all too reckless and stupid to be sorted anywhere else. They don't have ambition, but Albus and I do. That's why we're the special ones; that's why we're the proud Snakes of the family.

But let's not get too far into the whole family workings right now, okay? We can discuss that more later. For now, let me tell you about something that's a bit more interesting: the train ride to Hogwarts. I know, it sounds reeeally lame, and for the past 6 years, it has been pretty lame. But not this year. This year, something actually happened on the damn train ride. Shocker, right? Exactly.

Now, I suppose you want to know what was so interesting that happened on the train ride, right? Well, let's start from the very beginning, before I even boarded the train. Trust me, it makes more sense this way. I don't know how, it just does.

Anyway, the beginning of the story. It was September 1st, and everything was going fairly normal considering Mum had to drag Hugo and I to some magical train platform crowded with bustling witches and wizards, crying children (most of them first years), and a few cats meowing here and there when they caught sight of an owl they thought they wanted to attack. How do I know that part? Because my cat was one of them. My cat, Turtle, kept lunging at the door of his carrier every single time he spotted an owl in their cage. Don't ask about the cat's name. I'll explain that later, seeing as it isn't important to this part of the story. And if you're patient, you'll see that I have to explain Turtle's name to Malfoy later on, so you can wait until that part of the story to find out.

Where was I? Right! Train station, people everywhere, and I'm stuck in the middle of it. Mum was checking with Hugo to make sure he had everything for the fifty-billionth time, and I knew I was next, so I quietly slipped away with my trunk and Turtle in his carrier. I made my way through the crowd of people, until I saw a familiar face not too far away. My cousin Albus saw me, grinned, and started to walk toward me. He rolled his trolley in my direction, and as soon as he was close enough, I set my trunk on top of his with a smirk. I knew the additional weight of my trunk would make it harder for Albus to maneuver the trolley, but he could handle it. He was a strong Quidditch player, so adding one more trunk wouldn't be too difficult for him to handle. Besides, it's not like he minded, because as soon as Albus saw me set my trunk down, he grinned and shook his head, his untidy black hair swinging from side to side.

I couldn't help but laugh. Albus's hair was long. It was so long that sometimes muggles thought he was a girl when we would walk around the streets of London together. Rather ridiculous, isn't it? Muggles are muggles, though, and they're rather blind. But I suppose that's a good thing they're so blind. That's probably why magic has existed for so long without them even realizing what was going on.

Albus raised his eyebrow at me when he saw me laughing. Looking back on that moment, I don't think he was raising his eyebrow at /me/. But when it happened I did, so I'll tell the story like that.

Anyway, Albus raised his eyebrows at me, and I quickly silenced my laughter, opting instead to cross my arms over my chest and give Albus a slight head nod as my way of greeting him. Albus nodded back, and I could tell he was trying to hold back a snicker. About what, I wasn't sure. So it was my turn to raise my eyebrow at him. Then, acting like the little nine-year-old girl I sometimes think he is, Albus covered his mouth with his hands and giggled like a child. Bit immature, if you ask me, but that's just how Albus is around me.

A moment later, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind, then whoever it was leaned down and kissed my neck softly. It took me a short moment, but I quickly realized who it was that was behind me. Blake Avery, my on-again-off-again boyfriend.

Blake and I were that couple that swore we loved each other, until we got in a fight. When Blake and I fight, all hell breaks loose. We're not ones to hold back; we scream, we cuss at each other, I've even hit him a couple times, and I vaguely remember him trying to tackle me to the floor during one particularly drunken fight we had. Long story short, when Blake and I fought, it was bound to get ugly quickly, and they didn't tend to last for very long. I think our longest fight lasted 2 weeks, but that was the horrible, drunken fight we had just last year I swear, I shudder every time I think about that particular fight. You'll find out more about that when I explain to Malfoy later on, though.

Anyway, Blake and I fight a lot, and our fights usually get resolved in one of three locations: A broom closet, one of our dorms, or out at the Quidditch pitch. I guess you could say we're a little traditional when it comes to our apologies. Blake and I are that couple who never talk out their problems. Nope, instead, we end up snogging, and my cousin Albus usually walks in at the wrong time and interrupts us. Poor bloke has horrible timing on these sort of things.

So, to sum that all up, Blake and I are that couple (because pretty much everyone knows that couple who are just like Blake and I) who fight and break up, then end up snogging and getting back together a little while later. It may sound sad and pathetic, but at least it keeps things interesting in our relationship.

Anyway, back to the train station.

As soon as I realized it was Blake behind me, I turned around in his arms and smirked up at him. Blake was all of five inches taller than me, but it never really bothered me because I've always been somewhat tall. I was five foot eight, and still growing. Mum always used to say she was going to laugh the day I became taller than my dad. Shouldn't be too much longer, considering Daddy's only 5'11".

Blake smirked back at me, and I could feel Albus staring at Blake and I. Albus always stares at us, because (and he told me this himself) he wishes he could have a boyfriend like Blake. Yep, my favorite cousin is gay, but I swear I'll kick your ass if you even think about making fun of him for it.

So, Albus was staring, and Blake was smirking at me. Big deal, right? Well what happens next kind of is.

I stood up on my tip-toes and kissed Blake. But the kiss was short-lived, because a minute later some idiot knocked Turtle's carrier out of my hand, and damn does that cat make weird noises when he's dropped. The noise Turtle made was some sort of cross between a screech and a hiss. It must've scared the idiot, because then he stumbled away from Turtle's cage and ran right into me! I turned again in Blake's arms and instantly felt Blake tighten his arms around my waist in a protective manor. Sure, it was cute and all, but Blake is wayyy too protective sometimes, and he can also be rather clingy at times.

Well, I glared at the imbecile who had run into me and caused Turtle to make his weird little hiss-screech noise. And guess who had fallen on their ass right in front on me? Yep, you guessed it. Malfoy.

I knew it was Malfoy instantly, because come on, who else in the damn school has that golden blonde hair and those dark, dark blue eyes? Nobody, I tell you. Nobody.

Albus spotted Malfoy sitting on his ass and glanced at me. I locked eyes with Albus, and we both burst out laughing. It was no secret that we despised Malfoy, with him being a Gryffindor when Albus, Blake, and I were all Slytherins. In fact, Albus and I took pretty much every chance we got to make fun of the idiot Malfoy child. He was an only child, and he was the disgrace of the family. I mean come on! Since when do Malfoy's get sorted into any house besides Slytherin, especially Gryffindor?

Clearly this was the first generation that was like this, so Malfoy here was always trying to beat everyone else in Quidditch and academics. His lack of intelligence has always held him back on the academics part, though.

But back to the story, because I can criticize Malfoy some more some other time.

Okay, so Albus and I were laughing at Malfoy, and at one point Blake joined us in our laughter. Typical Blake, always late to catch on to these things. But clearly our laughter bothered Malfoy, because then he blushed, yes /blushed/ and stood up without a single word. Malfoy brushed himself off and muttered a quick apology as he reached to pick up Turtle's carrier. My laughter ceased the instant I saw Malfoy reach for Turtle's carrier, and I growled at him.

"Don't you dare touch that carrier, Malfoy. The bloody cat inside the carrier is worth more than you are." I hissed at him, smirking as soon as Malfoy quickly pulled his hand away from Turtle's carrier.

Malfoy muttered another quickly apology before he picked up his trunk and scurried away. I couldn't help but chuckle as Malfoy made his quick departure. He may be in Gryffindor, I thought, but he's a real coward sometimes.

Then I heard my mother calling for me, and Blake quickly removed his arms from my waist, kissed me on the cheek, then went with Albus to board the train. I turned around and rolled my eyes when I saw Mum approach me. I nearly yelped when she pulled me into a hug, crying just like she does every year.

"I can't believe this is your last year, Rosie! You're so grown up already! Why couldn't you stay my little angel forever?" Mum stuttered through her tears. Merlin, this woman really got on my nerves with all the crying and "my little angel" talk. I was far from being an angel, Mum and Daddy were both just too blind to see it.

"Mum, I need to get on the train. It's nearly eleven." I said as I hugged my Mum back. I didn't like hugging, but it was required when my mother was around.

"Okqy. Just make sure you write often, alright Rosie?" Mum asked, holding me an army's length away as she studied me. Plain, boring me with my straight, dark auburn hair and my boring blue eyes. I nodded my head in agreement just so my mother would let me go. She smiled at me, then released her grip on my shoulders and told me to hurry along before I missed the train.

So I picked up Turtle's carrier, then I boarded the train.

Now, I bet you're thinking what was so interesting about that? The Malfoy kid ran into you then ran off, and your Mum almost caught you with the boyfriend she doesn't even know you have, right? Well just wait. There's more.

Once I was on the train, I walked down the aisle, looking to see which compartment Albus and Blake had picked out. As usual, I found them sitting in the very last compartment on the right; the one we had claimed as ours in First Year.

I knocked on the door of the compartment before opening it and walking in. I shut the door behind me, waiting until somebody noticed I was standing there. Albus and Blake were deep in conversation, discussing how we can do better in our Quidditch matches this year. A few minutes later, though, Albus noticed me and beckoned for me to come sit down with him and Blake. Only when I sat down beside Blake and nudged him with my elbow (I had set Turtle's carrier down next to Albus) did he notice me. I swear, sometimes I have to wonder how that boy even passed First Year, he was that much of an idiot at times.

But Blake quickly made up for his late realization that I was in the compartment by leaning over and kissing me. Albus faked a gag and pretended to faint on his side of the compartment. I rolled my eyes as I pulled away, and Blake narrowed his eyes at Albus. Albus gave us his "What? I'm innocent!" look, and I shook my head as I tried to keep myself from laughing. I felt Blake place a gentle kiss on my neck and I bit my lip softly. Another gag from Albus, and I had had enough.

"Knock it off." I told him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Then you two need to get a room." Albus replied while he pretended to be thoroughly disinterested in the conversation.

"We already have a room. The only problem is, you're in it, gagging and pretending to faint every bloody time we kiss." I shot back, determined to win that argument with Albus.

"Fine. I'll leave you two love birds alone then. And I'm taking Turtle so he doesn't have to see his mommy doing inappropriate things with her boyfriend." Albus smirked and stood up, picking up Turtle's carrier as I rolled my eyes and Blake's eyes widened slightly. A minute later, Albus had left the compartment, and he had taken Turtle with him, just like he had said he would.

Blake leaned in front of me and pulled down the blinds on the window of the compartment door before leaning back and smirking at me. I couldn't help but smirk back at Blake, and his brown eyes darkened a little with lust. I tried to keep myself from laughing, and Blake helped me out with that by leaning in and kissing me.

I shut my eyes the instant I felt Blake's lips on mine, and I instinctively placed my hands on his shoulders as I kissed him back. Blake wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. I smirked against Blake's lips as he pulled me onto his lap. I let him, and sat on his lap, straddling his hips. I felt Blake nip at my bottom lip and run a hand through my hair, knocking off my headband and causing me to moan softly.

Then the compartment door opened and something hit the floor with a thud.

I quickly hopped up and spun toward the door to see who the hell could have been stupid enough to walk into to a shut compartment that had the blinds drawn on it. And guess who stood in the doorway, eyes wide as he stared at Blake and I? Malfoy. And he had dropped his stupid book on the floor, but nobody else seemed to notice that.

"You fucking idiot, Malfoy! That door was shut for a reason!" I hissed at him, kneeling down momentarily to pick up my headband before I stood back up and flung it at Malfoy. He winced and blinked a couple times when it hit him dead in the center of his stupid face, but he didn't leave. He just stood there and continued to stare, his gaze moving back and forth between Blake and I.

"Are you two dating?" Malfoy asked, his tone conveying that he was confused.

"Yes, you idiot. What does it matter to you?" I asked as I crossed my arms. I didn't have the patience for these kinds of things.

"But I heard you two broke up right before the end of the year last year." Malfoy stated, no longer sounding confused.

"We got back together over the summer, smart-ass." I said as I rolled my eyes. "Now, why don't you just run back to your house of reckless imbeciles so I can have a little alone time with my boyfriend."

"No."

I blinked a couple times in confusion when I heard Malfoy's answer. Did he really just say no to me? I thought.

But what was even more shocking was when Malfoy picked up my fallen headband, handed it to me, and took a seat where Albus had been sitting before he left with Turtle. I stared at Malfoy in shock, until I felt Blake grab my hand and pull me down to sit next to him a few minutes later. Even then I continued to stare at Malfoy. Even after Blake wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to his side.

Scorpius fucking Malfoy was sitting in my compartment, and he had just openly disobeyed me! He was not going to get away with this. I decided right then and there that I was going to make him pay for his disobedience.

A few minutes later Albus showed up in the doorway of the compartment, talking to someone. I was just about to ask who he was talking to when I saw a girl with long, curly black hair appear beside Albus. The girl smiled and waved at me before she and Albus stepped into the compartment, shutting the door behind them.

I recognized the girl with Albus instantly. Her name was Drew Nott, and she was my best friend, aside from Albus. Drew was in Ravenclaw, but that was only because she was extremely smart. If it weren't for her high intelligence level, she would've been sorted into Slytherin in a heartbeat. If the Sorting Hat even had a heartbeat, that is.

I gave Drew a slight nod of my head to greet her, and then I turned my attention to Albus. He was standing there, staring at Malfoy with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Albus asked as he crossed his arms. I couldn't help but smirk slightly. Albus and I were so much alike, we even had similar habits, like crossing our arms over our chest in very defensive manors when we got upset with someone.

"He showed up out of nowhere and wouldn't leave when Rose told him to." Blake explained, glaring at Malfoy.

Drew and Albus sat down on the seat next to me (Albus had set Turtle's cage on the floor in front of his feet), and the five of us, Turtle included, glared at Malfoy together until he sighed and stood up, then exited the compartment. Drew picked up Turtle's cage and moved to sit on the other bench seat, and Albus followed her. I rolled my eyes and kicked the door shut after Malfoy left.

Albus and I locked eyes after that, and the two of us started laughing. Drew joined in almost instantly, and, as usual, Blake joined the laughing fest late.

And for the rest of the train ride, Drew, Blake, Albus and I sat in the compartment, talking and laughing at Malfoy the entire time. But the thing was, Malfoy had forgotten to grab the book he had dropped earlier, and I was the ony one who noticed it sitting on the floor just inside the doorway. So when Drew, Albus, Blake and I got off the train, I made sure I was the last one out of the compartment so I could pick up the book and carry it with me and Turtle as I walked.