Story written for Catrina BoFi. I love you! X

A/N: So I'm not entirely happy with this, I wasn't sure what idea to go with, but here it is. . .And it will get better I hope. Hahah! I'm such a massive Scorp Rose fan so I thought I'd give it a go myself!! (:(: Enjoy

Prologue: 1st Year

"Are you okay?" A pretty girl with golden blonde hair peered at me over the sink. I had seen her earlier on in the evening; she had been sorted into the same house as me.

"I'm Caitlin, by the way," She said, ignoring my silence, she walked towards me and to my surprise slid down against the wall next to me.

I felt my mouth open slightly.

"And you're Rose Weasley, obviously."

I stopped crying momentarily and listened to the girl, I couldn't work out why she was being so nice.

She looked at me intently for a moment, apparently deciding I wouldn't reply she began to talk again. "Your family are so famous," She sighed as I grimaced slightly, (don't get me wrong I love them!), "But I think fame is a tad overrated. All those expectations and responsibilities." She looked off into the distance, her blue eyes gleaming slightly, "I'd rather not be watched so much, you know?" She said, once again looking at me. I nodded slightly and she grinned at me appreciatively.

"I hope they have waffles tomorrow." She burst out randomly

"What, at breakfast?" I said, finally breaking my silence.

"Yeah, I love waffles."

"Mmm yeah, me too." I agreed with her.

"Do you want to talk about what happened? We have a while. One of the prefects-Molly I think it was told me the password and stuff."

"Okay," I said sighing, "It all started after the sorting."

Albus and I were standing in the line waiting to be sorted. He's been my best friend forever, you see. Since we were born-that's what you get when your family. Anyway, I was laughing at some joke he made, when I heard a cold sneer, and turned around to see Malfoy. I knew all about him of course, and knew what my family thought, but I was trying not to make judgements! (It was my first day come on!)

"I'm Rose," I said politely, smiling my friendliest smile.

Then you know what he did? He smirked, the little prat. I should have known then, to stop talking. But good little Rose wanted to be the good guy. So I continued talking.

"And this is my cousin Albus,"

"Scorpius," He said shaking Albus's hand and ignoring mine. I frowned, and went to argue, but was interrupted when Neville-sorry Professor Longbottom came to bring us into the Great Hall. Mistake number one.

I was separated from Al in the crowd, and stood by a small dark boy, who grinned at me nervously. I smiled back, but it faded instantly when I saw Albus and Malfoy laughing, and getting along. Without me.

I felt even worse when they were both sorted into Slytherin.

I was in Gryffindor of course, and so were all my other cousins. James, Roxanne, Fred, Dominique, Victorie and Molly. They congratulated me, but I could see they were all distracted, of course they were. Albus was in Slytherin.

I got through the meal alright, and the speech. It wasn't till we got up to leave that it got bad.

Malfoy strode over to me, and stopped sp we were face to face.

"Listen here Weasley," He said, holding up his hand when I went to speak.

"You may be my new friend's cousin, but to me, you're still a worthless waste of space, and I'd rather not have to put up with your presence. So do me and Al a favour. Stay out of it. I don't want to see your ugly face, or hear that pathetic voice. Clear?"

It was clear. Clear until he walked away, to my presumably unawares cousin who waved at me happily. That was when my eyes began to water and I ran to the bathrooms.

"You know what I think?" Said Caitlin after I had told my story. "I think he's an arrogant stuck up berk, and the next time he says something to you, you are going to be ready, to make him wish he was never born."

Smiling I accepted her hand, and together we walked out of the bathroom. Laughing at the prat.

*

There are sometimes I want to disown my cousin. A time like that would be now. Receiving his excited letter from his Owl, Snowy.

Hey Rosie,

Guess what cousin? I know you've got Head Girl-I mean even a prat could've figured that out (Hugo for instance). But I have a surprise for you, and I couldn't be happier. It just so happens that my two favourite people in the world are going to be forced to communicate civilly. That's right, you got it. My best Friend, Scorpius Malfoy, is HEAD BOY! Don't get too excited now! But I'll see you tomorrow at Diagon Alley? Send a reply Pronto,

Albus,

P.S You know you still love me.

I screwed the letter up in anger. But somehow I wasn't surprised. When my badge had rolled out of my letter, my heart had sunk. I had had an awful feeling . . . and it had come true. That stupid ponsy prat! I hated every inch of the idiotic fool.

Despite how much he didn't deserve it, he had got Head Boy. And that meant interaction, or as all put it "Civil communication", ah what a load of crap. As if any communication with that platinum blonde load of rubbish could ever, I mean ever be civil!

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