Wow, well here I am, at yet another story. If you readers haven't noticed yet, I love the thought of Hermione x Draco or Rosie x Scorpius…. So get used to it! Now I PROMISE to finish What a Simple Project Can Do, I'm making some last-minute updates on Ch. 2. But besides that here's some important info on this current story:
ALBUS and ROSIE are NOT RELATED! And, Rosie is infatuated with him. He, he. I'm so evil. Also, Scorpius attended Durmstrang Institute up until his 3rd Year, where he made a quick transfer to Hogwarts. The reason why may be revealed later.
Prologue
He strutted down the aisle of the Great Hall. His brown hair reached his ear lobes, his round glasses awkwardly resting at the bridge of the nose that was too long for his face. The green eyes behind his glasses beamed, showing everyone he was on top of the world. And, in a way, he was. Ever since first year he had been treated like a king, invited to all the secret parties, able to order all the guys around (even the ones that weren't in his house), and with a raise of his eyebrow any girl would fall to his knees. Even teachers let him get away with everything, he could run around stark nude and the teachers would probably wave it off as adolescent trickery.
But why? Why was this boy allowed to walk over the entire school? Easy. All because of his name. Potter. Albus Potter.
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"ROSIE!" Jennifer, Rosie's best friend, shouted. She'd been trying to get her best friend's attention for the past five minutes, but nothing seemed to work. In a last attempt, she pulled at Rosie's red-brown locks.
"OW! Merlin, Jenny, what was that for?" Rosie questioned as she shook her head, trying to get rid of the pain.
Jenny squirmed in her seat, puffing up her hair and smacking her lips. "He's coming this way!"
Rosie knew all to well who her best friend was speaking of. Sure enough, Albus Severus Potter was making his way down the Great Hall, heading straight for the open seat across from Rosie.
"Bloody hell, Jenny! Help me! I'm not in any state to talk to him!" Rosie's eyes were practically screaming at her friend. Why she expected her to help her she had no idea. After all, Jenny was the one who told Albus Rosie had the biggest crush on him in 1st year. Rosie sighed. Here she was, three years later, still madly in love with Albus, the leader of the school. What was it that made her love him? The way his robes clung on to his abs? The way he smirked at her in the hallway? The fact that…
Albus interrupted her thoughts before she could even finish them. "May I sit here?"
All eyes were on Albus. The entire school was wondering why he was talking to lowly Rosie, even Mark, his best friend. Rosie was too stunned to speak, and that was why she let out a sigh of relief when Jenny said, "Go right ahead."
"Thanks," he replied, taking the seat across from Rosie. Mark followed suit and sat across from Jenny.
"So…what happened to Amy?" Jenny asked innocently, eyeing Albus suspiciously. Everyone knew that Albus and Amy were the power couple: he was the leader of the guys, and she the girls. No one even bothered called Amy by her name, she was known as Mrs. Potter.
Albus raised his eyebrow. "Amy? I'm letting her keep her place as Queen Bee of the girls. I'm not cruel enough to take her spot away from her, even though I could. But if you're asking if we're still together, we're not. We broke up during summer break. I mean, beginning of 4th year should be a fresh start after all. Why, Jenny? Are you interested?"
"In you? No way. But I may know someone who is…" That was when Rosie mentally slapped Jenny over and over again.
Mark laughed, knowing exactly who Jenny was talking about. Albus simply said, "Well, whoever they are, tell them I'm not interested. I've already got my eyes on someone." His green eyes shifted to Rosie quickly, then back to Jenny. "But anyway, now that Bianca's gone, Amy's looking for a new second-in-command. Only the best witch can be it. Of course we all know who it's going to be."
"Kiki?" Rosie questioned, after all Kiki was good at everything.
Albus scoffed. "Kiki? Merlin, no. Of course you can believe whatever you want to believe, but let's just say the spot's saved for a certain someone."
Rosie smiled sadly, "It's Jenny isn't it? I always knew my pal was going to be your girlfriend and the leader one day." Truth was, Rosie wanted to be the second-in-command really, really badly. For the first three years at Hogwarts she had been an outcast, so this could have been her big break, but of course, Jenny got it. Rosie may have had the brains, and more friends, but Jenny had the looks.
Mark opened his mouth to speak, but a booming voice cut him off.
"Welcome, students, to a new year at Hogwarts. We hope this one will be as magical as your last, and…" Rosie took this time to imagine what her life would be like if she took the position of second-in-command. Power, respect, free passes to break the rules, and best of all, more time with Albus. Sweet fantasies filled her head, the sonorous voice drifting her further into la-la land.
In fact she had come to particular fantasy in which she, Albus, and the other populars were out late at night, and Albus had let her to a private place, and they were about to kiss, when all of a sudden the main doors slammed open.
All the students whipped their head around to see what had caused the doors to open.
Standing there was a tall (but two inches shorter than Albus), blonde-silver haired, grey eyed boy. He was dressed as a muggle, jeans and green t-shirt instead of Hogwart's robes. He was soaking wet, and his bangs covered his left eye. He seemed to be in Rosie's year. "I'm here."
"Yes, yes, but you're quite late." McGonagall said. "Perhaps you'd like to tell the school your name? Then I can deal with you accordingly."
The next thing the boy said was a name Rosie, Albus, or Jenny would never be able to forget. "I'm Scorpius Malfoy."
