A/N: I do not own any of the characters. They are all J.K. Rowling's, much as I wish I could be her. Also, if someone who likes where this story is going wants to help me with editing and such (something i'm not good at), feel free to ask if you can. I feel the need to mention this is the first fanfic i've written in a long time.
ANYWAY. This first chapter is short. I just wanted to get it started, and introduce most of the main characters. Please review!(:
"That little git. He thinks he can get away with everything. He's such a…such a—"
"Git?" I supplied.
"Yes!" my cousin Dominique flopped into the seat next to me. "Wanna know what he did?"
I stared at her, "Sure."
"He kissed me! Ugh!"
I snorted. It was obvious she liked it. It was Lysander. She craved his attention. She only said she hated him, and I told her as much.
She scoffed, "Rose, really? You can't think that is true." Dom pushed some eggs onto her plate, as well as bacon and eggs. I shut the book I was reading, and snatched a piece of bacon off her plate, awarded with a slap.
"So was the kiss good?" I asked.
She shook her head, her golden curls bouncing, the Veela in her coming out. "It was too rushed. He was very mad about something. Probably Lorcan. Annoying little shit."
I laughed and got up to go to my first class. "Goodbye, Rosie!" Dominique's voice chimed after me. I waved at her cheerfully. It was a good day. The sun was out, and the weather (for November) was only slightly chilly. Charms class was fun too. Flitwick had retired the year before, and the new professor, Professor Leefolt, was amazing. And she was a girl. That made it even better.
I continued the walk to the classroom lost in thought. "Hey, hey, Rose!" I turned. Oh. It was Scorpius. A sixth year, and my cousin's best friend.
"Yes, Malfoy?"
"Goodness, can't we use first names? I think we're close enough for that." Scorpius pouted, though it was a sarcastic pout.
"Maybe I like Malfoy better."
"Is that so?"
"Wouldn't you like to know? What do you want?" I asked, curiousity growing.
"You, me, Hogsmeade. There's a weekend coming, you know." Scorpius flashed a wolfish grin.
I laughed, "Class, Scorpius!" I flipped my hair and walked into Leefolt's class.
Today was still a good day. There was lasagna for lunch, and a very nice looking boy asked me on a date. It didn't matter that it was Scorpius and I was still likely to say no. He still did it.
"You look happy," Dominique noted as she settled into her seat next to me.
"So I am. You do, too." I replied, as I caught her eyeing Lysander.
"Tut. He's not mad anymore. The kissing has gotten better. He could be a little less handsy though. Really." Dom said, breathlessly.
"As long as no one saw." I said, helping myself to another bite of lasagna. Really, Mum was crazy when she wanted to let the house elves go.
"But people did, Rose. At least, some did. Maybe that's why he was so touchy." Dom threw a scandalous grin at me.
"God, Dom."
Dominique jumped up suddenly, just about to run off. "I forgot," she explained, "to owl Mum. She'll be so mad." Dom swept off in a frenzy.
I laughed to myself and finished my plate. I left to go to the loo, but a very male hand barred my way.
"Now, Rose. You never answered me." A silky voice informed me. Like I needed reminding.
As I looked up at him, a small smile graced his lips. "It's possible, Scorpius."
"Awh, c'mon. Tell me! Yes or no?" He let his hand fall from the door.
In a fluid motion, I stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek and push open the door. "You'll see."