It wasn't even 2 weeks into the year before Rose Weasley had decided that this was going to be her worst year in Hogwarts. It had begun terribly. The first day had set everything up.

Rose was in a carriage that was populated by people from many different houses and three different years. At the front stood a boy and a girl, each with nearly identical badges, one with the letters HG on it, the other HB. The rest of the compartment was full of people who had badges with their house colour and the letter P on it. It was the prefect compartment. This was Rose's second year as a prefect and whilst at the beginning of the first year she had enjoyed the responsibility, she was had found it to be a little more tiring than she liked. It often cut into her sleep and qudditch practice amongst other things.

Rose looked around trying to spot the one person she wanted to see more than anyone else. A wide grin lit up her face when she locked eyes with this said person. Rory Finnegan. Her long term boyfriend. They had been together for two years now. And truth be told she couldn't imagine being without him. They got on well, they always had done. No complication, little fighting and they just understood each other. It felt good.

The 5'11 brunette boy with dirty blonde hair grinned at her and shuffled his way to the crowd towards her.

"Miss me Rosie?" he asked with a grin.

"Very much." she replied hugging him and giving him a quick peck.

"Me too." he replied happily. "Do you recon you'll have some time for me later? After the sorting perhaps."

"For you, always. Anyway, I think the heads want to address us now. McClaggen is looking vexed at all the talking."

And as if on cue, the head boy, John McClaggen politely coughed, and everyone grew quiet. He and the head girl, Audrey Wilkins addressed the prefect carriage. It was all pretty mundane and standard, as she'd heard it all before. And then then came the only part that was worth sticking around to hear.

"We shall now announce this year's patrol partners. As usual to promote interhouse unity we'll be pairing up people with others from out of their house." Rose listened as the pairs were announced. A sense of dread filled her as more pairs began to be announced. At first it was a feeling. But as more sixth year names were announced bar two, she felt certain that her worst fears would be met. And then, there were 2 pairs left to be announced when her name was called.

"Scorpius Malfoy." Called out Audrey.

"Here." Called out a curt, precise voice. It was well projected, though not loud. Yet you could still hear an air of condescension about it. It was a voice Rose Weasley knew and hated.

"You'll be patrolling with Rose Weasley." This was met with snickers everywhere.

"I suppose you don't mind having a murder on your hands then?" Malfoy returned loud enough that the rest of the carriage could hear, it was greeted with more laughter.

"Attempted murder? You must really want to join your father's and grandfather's associates in Azkaban." Rory replied, causing the carriage to fill with laughter.

"Put your wand away Malfoy." McClaggen replied. Rose looked over to see Malfoy, wand in hand, face contorted with rage, ready to wreck havoc. However he put his wand down regardless.

"Oh it's no problem. I'll just set Rosie on him later. She'll be more than happy to hex him into the hospital wing." Rory replied. Rose grinned at this. Her boyfriend always did praise her wand waving abilities, especially when it came to her up against Malfoy, despite the fact that on the whole they were evenly matched (apart from shield charms, which she had to begrudginly admit Malfoy was perfect at using.)

The Weasley Malfoy feud was well known around the school. From the moment Malfoy had set foot in the school he had made it his business to antagonise the Red head clan. And they had made it there business to antagonise him back. At first Rose had been reluctant to get involved back in first year, as it had seemed slightly unfair, so many children against one. But after Malfoy had began to attack her personally, by seeking to show her up in classes, she too, had fallen into the feud.

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As far as patrols went. This was her second that was meant to be with Scorpius. And it was also the second he had missed. Rose saw it as strange, seeing as when it came to a chance to prove himself Malfoy was always there. The first onto the quidditch pitch. The first to try the most difficult of spells. It was the one and only thing Rose could admire about the arrogant condescending prat.

Still she was glad. Whilst Malfoy had a somewhat of a feud with the rest of the Weasley clan, with Rose it was worse. Any time the two of them were forcibly brought together, it was sure to end in hexes. They fought constantly. In the classroom it was a battle of wits, outside it was a battle of spells. And the worst part was they were equally matched.

Rose strolled around the hallways pondering on just how the son of 'The worlds blondest coward', as her father referred to him during his many stories about the war, was so smart and ambitious. However her thoughts were halted when she began to hear noises coming from the Astronomy Tower. She sighed. This had to be the worst part of her job. Breaking apart horny teenagers who wanted nothing more than to be left alone. She made her way up as the sounds got louder. 'Great!' She thought to herself. It was the worst situation, they were most likely fucking she deduced. The girl was moaning, and the boy was grunting. The girl seemed quite into it too, she felt a pang of jealousy course through her quickly before she pushed it away. No stranger to sex herself thanks to her boyfriend she felt a little pang of jealousy before she squashed it. She didn't get nearly enough time alone with Rory to quench the urges that she did have and worse still the sex wasn't as good as it had been at first, things were getting fairly mundane if she was honest. It was a rarity that she'd orgasm with him at all and usually it would be a case of her finishing herself off towards the end of the session. Of course seeing as they had been together for so long, she didn't mind it overly, as she was with him for many reasons, sex being the last she rationalised.

Rose took a deep breath and then opened the door to what she knew she would see.

"Get clothed and out now!" she said strongly. "Oh and 20 points from your house, each."

"I think not."

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If there was one thing Rose Weasley was an expert at doing, it was pissing Scorpius off. He had concluded that she had to be the worst of the red head clan. They had made his life a living hell from the moment he had set foot in the school and she had to be the devil. And even worse, she was now interrupting some of the little time he had allotted himself to blow off steam.

"Quickly, get dressed." He whispered to Amelia Yaxley "I'll deal with her."

Yaxley may not have been his girlfriend. They just had an 'arrangement'. Good sex, no complications. She understood better than most what it was like to live under a name. She was one of three people who would even talk to him in the entire school. He wasn't about to have her reprimanded when he could avoid it. So that's why he strode towards Weasley in only boxers and his wand. There may have been many Weasleys, but she was The Weasley.

"You shall not be docking any house points tonight. Now piss off." he said. It was calm, quiet, but authoritative.

Rose looked at him shocked. Scorpius watched eyes wider despite them being dilated from the dim light. He waited for the explosion to come, as it always had. And as she began to shake with rage, he smirked. And boom, she exploded. "Why the fuck are you even here? You're meant to be patrolling with me!" Weasley exclaimed. "And would you put on your fucking robes! And really, couldn't you schedule a fuck with your whore at some other time Malfoy." At this Scorpius snarled. It was one thing to insult him, he was used to her piss weak insults. But now she was insulting one of his only friends and he felt his blood boil.

"Listen Weasley. Just because some of us aren't prudes and enjoy being able to blow off steam doesn't mean you need to get your panties into a further twist. Perhaps if you knew how to actually arouse that useless prick you have for a boyfriend, he'd spend less time drooling over other girls." He replied coldly. He stepped towards her at the same time. It had the desired effect as she stepped back and he saw Amelia sneak down the stairwell.

What he hadn't expected however was for Weasley to suddenly collect herself and step forward. Her eyes bored back into his, and they took a icy tone. He felt the smirk grown. Obviously he had hit a nerve. Everyone knew it was true, when the Weasleys weren't about Rory Finnigan could easily be found flirting, usually unsuccessfully, with any girl who would stick around in his presence.

"My dear Malfoy," Weasley began, taking a further step, now placing herself right in front of him. He could feel her breath on him as her eyes drilled into his. He couldn't explain it, but he felt like he had been paralyzed suddenly. Encased in her ice eyes, his legs couldn't move. She took one final step and they were practically nose to nose. She slid her right hand across his boxers, which to his annoyance where his cock still remained hard.

"For a girl who supposedly can't arouse her own boyfriend," she whispered huskily. "I sure seem to have kept you hard." and then he found himself the floor. He felt an anvil of pain surge radiate from his groin. The bitch had kneed him in the balls.

"You should stay on the floor, it suits you." she called out loftily as she walked off.

The pain continued to coarse through him, strong, he even cried out as the agony refused to subside. but even more so anger did. He had never felt so much rage in his life. The pain focused his mind on one thing. Revenge. By merlin's name he would have it.

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Rose felt afraid. In all her years in school she'd never felt so much fear. The source had to be the steel gray eyes that hadn't left her since she had walked into the classroom. She had been sneaking covert glances all through class at the source of these eyes and they had still be trained on her. Rose knew from the moment she had stepped out of the Astronomy tower she'd taken things slightly too far. She wasn't exactly sure what the fuck had gone through her mind that possessed her to grab Malfoy's dick. As for the kneeing him in the balls, though she had felt very proud of herself at the time, she had since realised that it was perhaps a little too violent, even for them. And as he had walked into the classroom, taken a seat on the other side of the room that was facing her and hadn't looked away, she was now certain she had crossed the line.

"Rose, why in merlin's name is Malfoy staring at you like he's going to avada you?" Al asked. "I'll be disappointed if you pranked him or used some new hex on him without you telling me." he whispered whilst smiling brightly. Whilst Al never seemed to get himself involved in the Weasleys vs Malfoy fight he thoroughly enjoyed spectating at it's events from both ways. He even occasionally praised Malfoy when he was particularly inventive, much to Rose's annoyance.

"Oh, he's just pissed cause I stopped him fucking that skank of his last night." Rose replied. She thought it would be better if she left out the part where she grabbed his manhood and then struck her knee into it.

"Merlin's beard Rosie. When are you going to learn to tone down that mouth of yours. Anyway, who was the girl?" Al asked, now curious.

"I didn't get to see, she slipped out. I was going to dock her points too but Malfoy kept me pretty occupied." As she said it Rose's mind began to whirl and all the cogs went into place. She realised quickly. "Oh my goodness. I was had. He deliberately goaded me into not seeing who she was." she exclaimed in a loud whisper. It all made sense now, why he hadn't robed himself, why he had insulted her so strongly. She'd fallen so quickly into his trap. Though she then remembered the howl of pain that had erupted from him and she grinned. Maybe it was okay seeing as she had sprung the trap rather well, so to speak. There was the other matter though. Malfoy had not been the first to say that about Rory, Al had been saying the same thing for years now, but it had died down of late. Rose trusted her boyfriend, after all she had been with him for two years now, but it was very rare that a rumour had no truth to it at all she knew.

"Rosie." Al called out waving a hand in front of her vision.

"Huh?" she did a slight double take.

"Come on, the lesson has ended. I've got a free period, and you've got that blasted Arithmancy." Al replied. When Rose did nothing, he shook her a little.

"Okay okay." she replied, lightly swatting his hands away. The two of them left the classroom and turn in the opposite direction to head there separate ways.

Rose was walking along one of the more deserted corridors humming to herself lightly when an arm reached out from a broom cupboard and yanked her straight into it.

"Petrificus Totalus." came a voice. Strong, but not a shout. She was frozen in place, only her eyes able to move. And who she saw in front of her, was none other than the devil himself, Malfoy. Inwardly she felt a wealth of emotions run through her. There was anger 'The prat cursed me!', fear 'What the fuck is he going to do in retaliation', regret 'I never should have kneed him in the ball, maybe I should, oh wait, I never apologise to him.' and lastly acceptance 'Well whatever happens now, merlin knows I deserve it.'.

"So, Weasley. I think it's time you were taught a little lesson." he whispered. And at the same time he grasped at her left breast over the top of her white laced bra. "You groped me, so now I will grope you." he then whispered huskily, his lips gently caressing her skin. except he wasn't being gentle in the slightest. Rose felt pain emanate from her breast as he grasped it harder. He then pulled away. Rose inwardly struggled. She willed herself to be free as much as possible. She was sure at this second in time, she would have been able to perform any of the Unforgivable Curses if called upon.

"Oh and seeing as you saw me in a state of undress, I though I would return the favour." Malfoy now said. Rose internally struggled even harder as he moved her robes sideways and then ripped her shirt apart, leaving her top half exposed. Rose felt humiliation surge through her at this point, her face and neck flushing red.

"I must say, you've been hiding your figure nicely, your mammary glands are actually a lot bigger than you've ever let on." Rose felt even more angry at this. She was sure that she was about to pass out from all the anger that was building inside her, if she didn't kill Malfoy first.

"Oh and I just thought I should let you know, your nipples are rock solid." he scoffed, whilst reaching out to tweak one of them through her white bra. He pinched it roughly and twisted it. Rose felt pain again, mixed with the aggravating amount of pleasure. She felt even more angry at this, that he could dare to look at her and assault her like so. She cursed her body for even liking what was going on a tiny bit. But most of her curses were reserved for the platinum blonde boy that was extracting his revenge from her.

"Anyway, I have other things to do now. So we have come to our finale." Malfoy then said. Rose watched as he took a step back and the smirk on his face grew bigger, his face more flushed than usual and his eyes drilling into her.

'Fuck fuck fuck!' Rose screamed out in her head. She realized exactly what was coming next. She watched as Malfoy drew his wand out of his pocket and then he leaned in forward and then he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.

"You caused me great pain, now I'll cause you great pain." and then he unleashed three stinging hexes at her. She was powerless to resist, she couldn't even move as it continued to sting. If she had been able to move, she would have screamed. But she was stuck.

"Anyway, I'm afraid I must depart." he then said, stepping out of the cupboard. He took a few steps forward before turning back to look at her in her derobed state. "No hard feelings right? Fair is fair after all." he called out before walking off.

'Yeah fucking right.' was the thought that went through her. She had never let him have the last say and after how he had just humiliated her, Rose promised herself that she would well and truly humiliate him for what had just occurred.

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Just a smutty idea that came into my hed. I actually have a good 20k of this story already written. It ws going to be a oneshot but I've decided otherwise, though it's still gonna be a rather short story (as tempting as it is for me to expand it). Also yes, I know I've still got two other stories on the go, Three Brothers has 9k words written for the next chapter and locked up is at 7k. Anyway read and review and more will get posted. That's right, I'm holding chapters ransome!