"You are infuriating!"
Rose Weasley has been called a lot of things over the years. Smart, quick-witted, spontaneous. Even lazy, every once in a while, when she 'forgot' to turn in her assignment.
Never infuriating. And most certainly not by her best friend.
She turned towards Dominique with a quizzing look, amusement glimmering in her eyes.
One desk behind them, Rose heard Scorpius snigger but decided to ignore it.
For now, at least.
"What did I do?" She asked her friend.
Dominique, who Rose was noticing only now, was covered in some dubious liquid, sighed.
"You didn't even study beforehand! How is your potion better than mine?"
Ah, Dom, the everlasting O straight student. Except for Potions.
Somehow, on the train to perfection, Dominique had skipped the Potions stop and was now paying the price.
In Hippogriff saliva, it also seemed.
Rose made a face, and pulled her wand out underneath the desk. One swift movement and Dom was clean.
She mumbled a thank you.
It seemed they didn't stop the talking soon enough, though.
"Misses Weasley!" Professor Slughorn - who was on his way to becoming a fossil - yelled.
The two girls immediately shut up. Rose liked Slughorn, she really did, but the old man seemed too bitter about his age to care anymore.
When she was in second year, she heard Slughorn had made himself look twenty years younger.
Of course, then she hadn't been paying much attention to any professors so it was hard to tell the difference.
Sixth year and not much has changed.
"Sorry, professor." Dominique mumbled for both of them.
The desk behind them erupted in muffled laughter, and both girls turned around.
One quick look at Dom and Rose knew both of them had their best death states on.
Al had frozen momentarily, but Scorpius only smirked.
"What's so funny?"
However, before Rose could get her answer, Professor Slughorn scolded them a second time in one hour. Dominique was not happy.

The Gryffindor common room hadn't been exclusive to its house for more than 6 years. Which, of course, meant that the whole Weasley clan was there, talking.
Rose looked around, stifling a laugh. Of course, as the house with most Weasleys, everyone almost always met there. Tonight, though, it seemed particularly crowded with guests.
Rose caught a glimpse of her brother and went over.
Hugo, to no one's surprise, was hanging out with his cousins. Or, two of them.
Roxanne and Lily were discussing the last Qudditch match, and while Hugo didn't seem particularly interested, he listened.
"Hey, little bro." Rose smirked, messing with Hugo's hair. The boy grunted and shoved her arm away.
"What do you want?"
Well, that was a good question. What did she want?
"Just checking up on you."
"I don't need babysitting."
Rose froze, and looked at the two girls in hope of an explanation. None was given to her.
Sighing, and also deciding she did not have the energy to deal with this, Rose left for the only place she kinda, sorta liked.
She bumped into Al and Scorpius on her way out. Literally, both of them.
"Where are you going?" Al asked, watching as Rose passed him.
She shrugged. "To Hagrid's."
"It's almost curfew." Scorpius hissed, and Rose rolled her eyes.
Yes, it was. Thank you, oh great Merlin.
"Then it's lucky I have an invisibility cloak with me." Rose smirked, and pulling the said object out of her bag, she wrapped herself in it.
"Whatever." She heard Scorpius mutter, but she was almost out of hearing range, by then.
She didn't know why she ended up being the one in the whole Weasley clan who was closest to Hagrid.
Really, it made no sense.
Well, her and Al, Dom and Scorpius. Which brought her back to the question of why the boys hadn't offered to come.
She was so preoccupied with her own thoughts, she almost didn't notice Hagrid's cottage and, as a consequence, her nose almost suffered a dreadful collision.
Luckily, Hagrid opened the door, in time to save Rose's face from maybe permanent damage.
"Rosie!" He exclaimed, as made way for her. "Yeh aren supposed to be here this late!"
Rose laughed, though she wasn't sure why. "Can't I just visit you every once in a while?"
"Sure yeh can. Just not in the middle o' the night."
Rose sighed. She should have expected this. But she didn't want to leave just yet.
"Do you remember Jake?"
Everyone inside the castle knew him, so why wouldn't Hagrid.
The half-giant nodded to confirm it. Rose took it as an encouragement to go on, as well.
"Well, he kinda broke up with me a few days ago."
Dom knew.
She was the only one who knew. Frankly, Rose wasn't sure how many of her siblings' pitying looks she could take before exploding. Everyone in her family, literally everyone was in a relationship.
Well, everyone except for Al, but he had a more restricted pool of possibilities so it didn't really count.
"What 'bout some tea?" Hagrid finally said.
Rose nodded, if only because she couldn't really refuse Hagrid. No one had the heart to. (No one but her dad, of course)

By the time she left, Rose was sure it was past midnight.
It seemed so dark, then, that she wondered what the hell had been in her mind to go out in the first place.
There's a reason Hogwarts imposes a curfew, she reminded herself.
She sighed, knowing there was no turning back and tried to hurry.
But as soon as she was a few steps away from Hagrid's, she felt watched.
It's only paranoia, she reasoned and kept walking. Jogging, really. Her heart had started beating twice the normal speed and she wasn't such an athletic person either.
The feeling wouldn't go away. And soon, it was paired with some strange sounds. Sounds like footsteps.
Rose turned around, her heart in her chest, but her eyes saw nothing.
Paranoia, she repeated.

She looked around one more time, truly forcing her eye-sight. Still nothing. It could have been a Thestral. Sighing, and with her heart still about to burst, she turned.

And then, all thoughts disappeared from her mind.
In front of her stood a half-transformed werewolf.

A/N: So this is the first chapter and it goes a bit slow (and it's a bit short). Sorry about that, just stick with me and I promise more action.

Also, I profoundly apologize for my lack of Hagrid dialect knowledge. If there's anything wrong with how I'm writing him, don't hesitate to tell me.

That being said, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter!