Chapter one: Final Year

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Rose Weasley was in her seventh year at Hogwarts. Her final year. She couldn't wait for it to be over. She was going to discover the world. The whole wide world to herself. No one would tell her what to do or how to do it. She couldn't wait to be free. But at this very moment, she wasn't thinking about that. She had other problems, one problem really and his name was Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. She was thinking about him. To be more precise she was thinking about the first time she saw him. It was her first day at Hogwarts. She was waiting to board the train and was talking with her parents. She remembered well, how her father had seen the Malfoy's and his exact words. He had told her to keep away from Scorpius and beat him at every lesson. At that time, what her father said was law. The small girl she was at eleven, looked upon her father with respect and admiration. I mean, he was famous and had done amazing things in his youth. Seven years later, things had changed. She had learned that her father was not perfect and that he had faults. She had discovered he was like any other human being.

Anyway, she thought about the first time she spoke with Scorpius. Albus and she were in a compartment alone. James had gone off somewhere. Typical James to abandon his cousin and brother on their first day of school. She remembered how the door had slid open and a small, shy boy with blond hair had entered. She had recognized him immediately. He had asked if he could stay, and Albus had said yes. After some useless chatter, she had left him and Albus to find some girls in her year. And that had been it. Scorpius and Albus had been placed in Slytherin, whereas she had gone to Gryffindor.

For six years she had hated Scorpius Malfoy, and he had hated her. They were constantly fighting, competing and laughing at each other. It had always been hard for Albus, to see his two best friends like this, but over the years he had learned to control them.

So, you must be asking yourself, why on earth, Rose Weasley is sitting alone in her dormitory on a sunny Saturday afternoon, thinking about Scorpius her worst enemy? Well the answer is quite simple. Scorpius had turned her head around. It had all started the day of the end of the summer holidays. Rose was saying goodbye to her parents, when he noticed the Malfoys. Scorpius father, had then, waved at the Weasley's. Hermione Weasley, born Granger, had waved back with a weak smile. Ron, had not moved one bit, just the thought of being nice to Draco Malfoy, sent him right back to when he had slugs coming out of his mouth. Rose had laughed at this, and at the same time, her eyes had locked with Scorpius' and he had smiled at her. For the first time in a hundred years, Scorpius Malfoy had smiled at her. That was enough to make her wonder and ponder about that tiny insignificant detail.

Because Scorpius Malfoy had changed, oh yes. You see, during the summer holidays Scorpius had realized he liked Rose Weasley. He had decided to be nice to her, for once. This had surprised at lot of people. But not Albus, who had guessed that his best friend had a thing for his other best friend. And now, Rose didn't know how to react around him. Even if she was a Gryffindor, she had decided to avoid him until everything had back to normal. The coward's way out, but she didn't care; she didn't want to face Scorpius.

After a while, she grew tired of her nostalgia and dreaminess and thought it would be good if she went outside, it was a nice sunny day. She knew she wouldn't see Scorpius because it was the first Hogsmeade week end, and nobody in Hogwarts missed that social event. It was the occasion to find out the latest gossip, who was going out with who, and of course who had changed over the summer. Scorpius wouldn't miss this event because, he was popular, and loved keeping up his popularity with wild rumors, and unexpected dates. Oh, how wrong she was to think that.

She absent-mindedly picked up a random book and made her to the lake, where she loved to sit by the tree and read, facing the calm waters of the lake. But she saw something very unusual. Somebody had taken her favorite spot. She advanced menacingly, and realized only too late that it was the only person she didn't want to see. Unluckily for her, he noticed her presence.

You see Scorpius Malfoy was feeling a little bit queasy and confused, because of Rose. He had unexpectedly decided that Hogsmeade was for losers who wanted to be popular and that this year, for a change he was going to do something different. He was doing a lot of things differently; why not miss the first Hogsmeade week-end? Scorpius Malfoy was as shocked as anyone when he saw who it was that was creeping up on him.

"Hey Weasley! Why aren't you in Hogsmeade with you hairy friends?" It had been decided very early that they would only refer to them elves by surname. At that moment, Rose Weasley was thinking she had misunderstood and misinterpretated Scorpius' so called change of heart.

"And what about you Malfoy? I thought Hogsmeade was your idea of a romantic date. Why are you not with another of your brainless gits, I mean girlfriends?" She gave him a sneer smile, of someone who had just won a battle. It was the thrill of her life to watch the anger grow on Scorpius' faces at her every word. She loved, annoying him. But today was different; he didn't look annoyed and was showing signs of remorse.

"Sorry Weasley. I didn't mean to hurt you." This annoyed Rose; it was annoying to understand that Scorpius wasn't annoyed about what she said. Usually, a few well chosen words drove him mad, but not this time. What the hell is wrong with him? He was apologizing to her. Oh my fucking god was what he thinking?

"What the fuck is wrong with you Malfoy? You are acting very strangely! " Oh, that did it, she knew Malfoy so well that she saw when she hurt him and annoyed him.

"What is wrong with YOU? I'm being nice, and you think something is wrong with me! But actually something is wrong with YOU! You wouldn't be nice with me if it could save your life. And I'm so sick of it!" For once, Rose couldn't find anything to say, the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them. Scorpius then, got up and gave her a last murdering glance.

"Bye Rosie!" Scorpius had said he was sick of fighting but he had called her "Rosie". The nick name she hated so much, it was too sweet and lovely, and it actually made her sick.

"Don't you dare call me Rosie!" Her voice was murderous but Scorpius didn't flinch, he had never been afraid of Rose Weasley, but just to save himself from a hex, he grabbed his wand inside his school robes. And he was right, Rose, was seriously considering hexing Scorpius Malfoy.

"Whatever Rosie!" Scorpius then left Rose very confused, her wand still pointing at where Malfoy had been a few seconds ago. She was very suddenly feeling very bad about being so mean to Malfoy.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Am I really feeling bad about being mean to Scorpius Malfoy?" She whispered to herself. She shook her head, trying to get those very dangerous thoughts out of her head.