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This is one of the smutty yet fluffy Scorose Fanfics. I really wanted to make this a Dramione but the times were too complicated during the war. Hence this

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"Alright, alright everyone gather around, that's right form 4 lines of your respective house; height wise mind you. With your wands at the ready of course," Headmistress McGonagall's voice resonated in Rose's ear as she moved to stand at the front of the Ravenclaw line. Being the shortest was definitely the bummer but didn't let that bring her down. It was now the first day of her divination practical and she was determined not to mess them up. After all she had to up her loving mother aka the golden girl of the golden trio in at least on subject. Professor Trelawney had retired and was replaced by Professor Patil who was much better and one of Rose's favorite teachers after Professor Delacour who taught the Art of Glamour. While the whole Wizarding world had expected Rose Weasley the exact replica of her mother Hermione Granger-Weasley save for the color of her hair and eyes both inherited from her father to follow her mother's footsteps and become a healer. They were pleasantly surprised to see that Rose had chose to pave her own path in the rising lane of Glamour Magic but that didn't mean that she didn't top all classes, well except for DADA that number one position was in the hands of her sworn enemy. Thinking about him her blue eyes scanned the great hall till they zeroed on the end of the Slytherin line, with a haughty expression stood Scorpius Malfoy with his hand in his pockets while he talked to her favorite raven-haired cousin. This caused her to hate him even more but all she could do was stand and shoot daggers at his Quidditch built broad frame.

As if sensing her gaze Scorpius slowly turned his gaze to her and his eyes narrowed into the trademark Malfoy smirk as he winked at her. She rolled her eyes in disgust and poked her tongue out at him in a childish yet condescending manner something which only she could pull off. He snorted and turned to talk to Albus Potter as she tugged on a loose strand of her wild red curly hair which had come loose from the ribbon that held her mane in place. The practical was quite the simple one but its contents were very exciting. What they had to was step inside the time turner cubicles; a terribly difficult feat which was made successful by the Inventory of Magic; and they would be transported to their respective future at any time or day. They had to practically follow or in Rose's opinion stalk their future self and record their activity and be present at the drop on-off site in 24 hours to return back to present time, then they had to write an essay on their future selves. This was quite an interesting practical and if Prof. Patil liked their essay voila we've got ourselves a smashing 'O'.

There was a catch though you couldn't be caught or seen by your future self or else that would mess up with the status quo. Rose had already managed to master the Disillusionment Charm which would ad her in this practical. Butterflies rose in her tummy as Professor Patil started on roll call.

As much Scorpius wished to hide the excitement about the Divination practical and put on the playboy façade he couldn't. His long slender finger drummed inside his pockets in impatience, being tall was a pain. Very much like his father he was gifted with good looks which he took advantage of quite often, getting rid of the death eater impression had been hard for him in the first few years of Hogwarts. But being best friends with Albus Severus Potter sort of redeemed the traitorous Malfoy line; he loved that git dearly but couldn't deny the perks of being fast friend with the son of the Chosen one. Bring great at DADA his reflexes were excellent but he was beaten by in the other subjects by a tiny red-headed creature also commonly known as Rose Weasley. Their relationship was basically built on bickering, snapping, pranking and tension. Albus was the middle ground but he and the little ravenclaw was a pain in the butt, no matter how attractive she looked she was a pain the butt. As the role call preceded names he heard Rose head forward in the time turning cubicle and wondered what her future was like but was quickly distracted when Professor Patil called out his name and he stepped in the cubicle.

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