The bell dinged as the door opened. Rose looked toward the door. She was behind the cash register of The Book Nook, a bookstore with a clique name. Hugo, her pesky younger brother came barreling through the door. He also worked there. Well, him, and Molly and Lysander. Molly, her younger cousin and her boyfriend Lysander just loved books. Like Rose. Hugo loved money.

"Rose, Al wants to know if you're coming to his flat later."

"Who's going to be there?"

"Grace and Scorpius."

"I'll be there."

Albus Potter, Grace Matthew, and Scorpius Malfoy were my best friends. Al and Scorp had been Slytherins in school. Grace had been my best friend in Gryffindor tower. We had graduated a couple weeks before, and Al and Scorp had moved in together. Well, we had all moved in together. It was to gradually ease our way the 'real' world.

I had been working at the bookstore for a couple summers and they were happy to give me my job for the summer before I went to a healer's program at St. Mungo's. Scorpius was working at the ministry. His father made him.

"Did you read it?"

"What?"

"The fault in our stars."

Of course. I'd read most of books in the bookstore.

"Molly, come here." Molly had short red hair, and glasses. Zander, or Lysander, had blond hair. I don't like describing people. It's annoying. I can never do it right.

"What Rosie?"

"I'm leaving for the day. Back to the flat, is that okay?"

"Yeah, Zander and I will deal with the customers. And Hugo. He needs to work for the money he get." I smiled as I grabbed my messenger bag and ran out the door.

When I was 16, I had gotten tattoo in muggle London. It was of three small birds, and my mother had almost kicked me out. Actually she had. I had to stay with Scorpius for a week before Mum came to apologize. Well, she told me I could come back home. It was good enough for me.

Scorpius on the other hand had loved it.

"My rebellious Rosie," he had said, "finally growing up I see." I had walked in on him and Olivia Zambini 5 months before, but he had been grown up way before that. Sometimes he annoyed me, because sometimes he was a man-slut.

But somehow, I was happy that I had pleased him. He always seemed so different from me. I wore floral prints and he wore leather jackets. He and Meggie would have gotten along really well, if not for James. She loved her leather.

I hadn't done it again though.

My skirt swished as I pulled open the door to the impossible little flat I shared with them. Scorpius was looking disheveled on the couch, his robes undone a little and his hair wild. I can't say he looked terrible.

Scorpius had platinum hair and grey eyes, a very handsome mix. He was tall and slim and he did have some muscle. Well, not some. A lot. Al was also slim and tall, but he had no muscle. He really DID look just like his dad, no matter how much he tried not to. He was working as an apprentice to the new wand maker. He had a flair for wands. Don't worry, he's straight. Grace, his girlfriend had long blond hair and green eyes, and she was working in Diagon Alley, at a clothing store.

"Rosie!" Scorpius's eyes lit up when he saw me. It kind of melted my heart.. "Did you hear? I hate the ministry! In the fall, I'm going into arour training!"

Scorpius of all people would do that. He was head boy and I was head girl. We were the smartest in the school. He's afraid of nothing. Well, except commitment. He defiantly fears commitment. Olivia was hot, and then the next one, was that Lucy Bones or Julia Finnegan? I don't know, I lost track around then. But they were all sweet and gorgeous and none of us had any idea why he didn't stay with any of them. We had three bedrooms. One for me, one for Scorpius, and one for Al and Grace, or Gral, or Larace. You could hear the sex through the walls is what I'm trying to say. On both sides.

" Rose! The party at Carly's is tonight. Are you coming?"

"Of course. Who would miss an excuse to go over to Scorpius's latest flings out and drink too much alcohol?"

"What does that mean?" Scorpius said from the couch.

I rolled my eyes and said, "It means I'm coming."

Grace responded from the kitchen with, "Find the most revealing dress in you closet and be ready by 8." It was 7:00.

"Thanks."

The dress I found was blue and tight, and too short. Grace had given it to me for my birthday. I straightened my curly red hair and but on more make up. It was 8:45. I was the first one done. I spent a good 5 minutes running around the flat and yelling to get my friends out of their rooms. The heels I was wearing were at least 5 inches, and I was still short standing next to Scorpius. He was insanely tall. I apperated and hid behind Grace as we entered the room. I was an introvert.

"Scorp! Rosie! Come here!" Carly was NOT sober. "Rose, this is Ronan. He's Irish. You guys should talk."

Ronan had dark hair and dark eyes. Well, gorgeous eyes.

"Hello Rosie." Most defiantly Irish. "I'm Ronan. I'm uhhh, a quidditch player on the wasps."

"You know Meggie and James?"

"Of course. Who doesn't know the hottest couple to hit the gossip magazines."

This might be a good time to explain who Meggie and James were. Enna Maeghan Wood was the daughter of Oliver Wood and Katie Bell. She was pretty and young and talented. She had long dark hair and dark eyes. As I've said before, she loved he leather. James, her boyfriend, was James Sirius Potter. He was a prankster and a quidditch star. He had auburn hair and brown eyes, and was much more funny than his brother Al. The press loved them. Especially Meggie. Meggie was a really good friend of mine, and I always got free quidditch tickets, so I was happy for them.

"Yeah. He's my cousin."

"You're that Rose? James and Meg always made it out like you were dating Scorpius Malfoy."

"Nope."

"Well, that means you're free. Want to go out for dinner next week?"

"Sure." Why the hell not?

Grace then pulled me away, and though my social may have been budding, all I really wanted to do was go home.

"He's gorgeous girl, good for you."

"I'm going home. I have to work tomorrow."

"Come on Rosie." She nagged.

I just left.

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The bell rang as the door to the bookstore opened.

" Hey Lil."

It was Lily Luna Potter, the third and final Potter child. She had red hair like me, and she was gorgeous. She always had a boyfriend.

"So Rosie, I heard from James, who heard from Meggie, who heard from Scorp, who heard from Al, who heard from Grace," That was normal Lily, "That you have a date with Ronan Lynch. Please tell me it's true. He is so good looking. You should go for someone other than Scorpius."

"Me and Scorpius aren't a thing. God."

She didn't look like she believed me.

"Well, the real reason I'm hear is to see what you're lazy brother got on his O.W.L's. I did pretty well for me. I'm not Al, the smart one, or Jamie, the athletic one. My parents are proud though."

"Good for you."

"I'm no Rosie."

"Nobody's Rosie. She's unique." Scorpius was right behind me. He's too tall.

"Scorpius is over rated."

"Rosie is the only one who would ever call ME over rated. It's because I haven't fucked her."

Lily's eyes got huge.

"I always though you guys were like friends with benefits or something."

"No, sadly." Scorpius said. He had an evil glint in his eye.

"Ew, god Scorp. Gross. Lily, why do you ever think I would do that? I mean, him."

"Rosie has a sense of humors."

"I'm done with you two. You guys are so weird."

I left after that encounter with Lily, I flooed to Lucy and Dom's flat. I liked their advice. Lucy was 4 years older than me, and Dom was 3 years old. Dominique went Beauxbaton, because after the war, they developed an amazing quidditch program. Lucy and Dom were also, ironically, dating brothers, Ryan and Connor Wood. It's insane our little family circle.

"Oh Rosie, I was going to come to the Nook tomorrow, before the event, god I can't believe Vicie's getting married. She'll be pregnant in like, 3 months."

"Dom. She's your sister."

Lucy had long blonde hair and brown eyes. She was pretty. Dom had long red hair, and it was always in a bun. She was part veela, and she gorgeous. Her sister was blonde, but in my opinion, she's prettier. Maybe it's because I'm also a red head. I'm biased.

"Do you guys think Scorpius and I are friends with benefits?"

They exchanged a look.

"You guys aren't?"

"No, god."

"Well, see you tomorrow Rosie."

"For Victorie!"

I hate weddings.