Rose Weasley sat alone at a table in the back of the library. She liked this table in particular because it was hidden from curious eyes.
Rose didn't think of herself as an unsocial person nor an outcast. She had friends, but sometimes she enjoyed getting out of the noise and excitement of the Gryffindor common room, if only for an hour or so of quite time in the library.
It was no secret that Rose would go off to some quite corner of the castle after a particularly hard week, either. And now that she was almost half way done with her sixth year, it was becoming more and more frequent for one to find Rose curled up in any one of the nooks or crannies in the large castle. But, as a general rule, when one found Rose in said nook or cranny they would hurry along their merry way as not to disturb the young beauty. Her Weasley temper was not to be tested when she was studying like a Granger.
So that was why Rose looked up with a fierce look in her eyes as someone coughed to get her attention.
Most would have cowered at such an intense stare. But not Scorpius Malfoy. No, Scorpius was one of the very few people in the world that was not scared of Rose, and this fact alone irked her to no end.
Along with this fact, there were many-a-reason for Rose to hate her fellow Gryffindor prefect. The first of which was that he always, ALWAYS looked good, even at 3 in the morning. As Rose would know, seeing as how he had spent every summer since first year at the Burrow (he was best friends with Rose's cousin Albus) and would never miss a good opportunity to come in the middle of the night to the room Rose shared with two of her cousins and scare the bejesus out of her. That was also another reason to hate him.
She also hated the fact that (because of the previously mentioned good looks) he had a following of idiotic-if she did say so herself, which she did, a lot, much to her friends and cousins annoyance- fan girls (along with a few boys). Not only that, but he didn't seem to care or mind as they giggled when he passed them in the halls. He hardly noticed as seventh year Sydney Vane (a super tall, super skinny, super blonde, super Ravenclaw) nearly fainted when he looked at her- fleetingly Rose would add when ever someone mentioned the incident. She didn't know why this bothered her so (though friends and family did have some ideas that they would share only to be glared at until they dropped the subject). It just did.
Along with his unwillingness to even bother to acknowledge said fan girls, he would spend a rather large percentage of his time and energy on Rose. (Again, the cousins and friends had much to say on this to both parties involved, despite the fact that neither side would listen to reason.) He even had come up with "original" nicknames for her, such as flower or petal despite her threats to remove certain parts of his anatomy that might make having children later in life rather, well, difficult, to say the least if he kept it up. And because of this attention, Rose Weasley was hated by the entirety of Scor's fan club. They were at school for goodness sakes! Who needs a fan club?
And last, but certainly not least, Rose hated that Scor was top of the class. No, not even that, but how he hardly had to try to be smart. He had a photographic memory. So that was why Rose was so startled (despite his tendency to follow her) to find him looking down at her and looking, dare she say it, rather uncomfortable to be there at all.