Rose's bag was always heavier on a Tuesday. When Professor McGonogall told them they could leave she hauled her back onto her shoulder and walked out of the door. As she turned the corner she collided with another person and her bag split as her books littered the floor. She went to lean down to pick them up but the other person was already there.

"Oh merlin I'm so sorry! Here, let me" His head lifted to reveal the face of Scorpius Malfoy. He scooped the books up and kept hold of them. "Sorry about your bag. Shall I fix it for you?" He began to draw his wand from his pocket when Rose spoke.

"I can do it. I am capable of a simple spell you know." She looked at him with an unreadable expression on her face. Her dad had told her about Scorpius' dad, Draco. Apparently he'd bullied her mother for being muggleborn. She assumed Scorpius was the same. "I may not be a pureblood but I can still perform a simple fixing spell." She pulled her own wand from her pocket and pointed at her ripped bag before muttering "Repairo."

Scorpius' face fell. "No I wasn't saying that! I was just saying that as it was my fault it broke I'd happily fix the bag. We all know you take after your mum where spells are concerned." He smiled gently at her, trying to make her realise that he was being genuine.

"Well I'll take your word for it." Rose gently prised the books from his arms. "Well thanks for the offer anyway. Scorpius. I'm not being rude but I really have to go." She turned before glancing back at him. "You really think I'm like my mum?"

He replied "I do. You didn't just inherit her brains either." His eyes wandered to hers before a grin spread across his face. "Catch you around Weasley" He turned and walked out towards the owlery, his platinum blonde hair reflecting the delicate rays of sun.