I looked at myself in the mirror. Why couldn't I be perfect? Why couldn't I be like those other girls? Why can't I look like a girl? I put my hair up. I always said that I didn't want to look weak. But could I be strong and still look like a girl? I shaked my head and walked to class. Not to brag, but I didn't really need to pay attention. I read the whole textbook and tried every potion there is. That's stupid isn't it? I could fight most of the time. I could know all the potions you could name but I still won't be good enough ...for him. I looked over my shoulder at the blond arrogant git that I've hated for 6 years. I still don't know what happened to the hate. "Ms. Weasley." A ruler hit my desk. I jumped. I looked up to see Slughorn wearing a stern look. "Turn around." HE walked away and continues lecturing. I put my head on the desk waiting for class to end.

Once the bell rang I quickly stood up to run out the door. Someone blocked my way. "Hey. Malfoy. Mind moving? All the way to Canada?" He smirked in response.

"I love when people smirk because they have no response." I pushed past him and walked in the direction of the Gryffindor common room. "Hey Weasle-be. Are you going back to the library? I mean, that's where you spend your life isn't it?"

I got angry. I have no idea why. I turned around and pointed my wand at backed up quickly. "What's got your knickers in a bunch?"

"YOU! I WAKE UP AND I WANT TO GO BACK TO SLEEP ALL BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU MAKE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL! CAN'T YOU JUST STOP BOTHERING ME FOR ONE DAY?"

The smirk disappeared from his face. "Ro-"

"I SPEND MY LIFE IN THE LIBRARY BECAUSE I'M DYSLEXIC! I'M TRYING TO READ WITHOUT WORKING MY BRAIN SO HARD IT FEELS LIKE IT'S GOING TO FALL OUT!" I was breathing heavily from the yelling. I turned around and walked back to the Common room mentally hitting myself for telling him all that. Behind me I saw him standing there with no emotion on his face. No smirk. No grin. Nothing.

I sat in the library squinting at a book when I caught a glimpse of blond hair and Slytherin robes behind me. I gritted my teeth. "Weas- Rose." I turned around.

"What do you want?"

"I'm sorry about yesterday." I raised an eyebrow.

"You? Sorry? Which one of my cousins paid you?"

"None."

"So, Scorpius Malfoy knows how to say sorry? Call the Daily prophet." I turned back around concentrating on my book.

"You know, I'm surprised that you're dyslexic. You're the best in the class." I ignored him.

He kept waiting for a reply. When I didn't talk for 5 minutes (NEW RECORD WOOHOO) he left. My cousin, Albus Severus Potter, stood up once Malfoy left and came over. He waggled his eyebrows at me. "Sooo, you and Scorp?" I glared at him.

"What are you on about Potter?"

"Hugo told me you had a crushie wushie on Scorpius." He grinned. I slapped him. He rubbed hsi cheek.

"Nymphadora Rose. That hurt." I slapped him again.

"Don't call me Nymphadora."

"I will when you stop calling me Alby." He replied.

"Touche."

He nodded and walked back to his friends. "Damn it Hugo. By this rate Malfoy will find out by next week." I stood up and ran to find my brother. "HUGO WEASLEY! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"