Allies in mischief

Disclaimer: Sadly, I am not J.K Rowling. Therefor; the world and all the characters does not belong to me.


Chapter One: Whenever in panic – blame Albus


Rose hurried towards the brick wall that served as a barrier to platform nine and three quarters. She sighed with relief as she entered the platform that was cramped with witched and wizards. The morning had been more than a little chaotic, mostly because Rose wasn't able to find her trousers. She had been running around in the house all morning, half naked and in a desperate quest to find the lost trousers. When she finally found them they were very late and her mother was, to put it mildly, slightly annoyed with Rose.

Once they were in the car and on their way Hermione had calmed down and Hugo had fallen asleep as he always did. How anyone was able to calm in a car her father was driving was beyond her.

Rose was hugging her mother goodbye when all of a sudden – something big, blond and fucking annoying had crashed into her.

Suddenly, Rose found herself lying on the ground, pinned by Scorpius bloody Malfoy.

'Weasley! I am so terribly sorry!' he exclaimed.

Rose did not believe that this was an accident for a second, but somehow Scorpius appeared to be sound as genuinely shocked and surprised as Rose was, and everyone else around them. 'Are you hurt? Please say I didn't hurt you!' he sounded worried and trailed his fingers up and down her face as of too check if she was alright.

Rose didn't see any particular reason for why she shouldn't play along with this charade. 'I'm fine! Are you okay?'

'Yes, yes, I am fine'

'Too bad' Scorpius smirked at this just before –

'Erhhem' They both froze as they heard Hermione's voice above them; and they suddenly became awkwardly aware of their intimate position – since somehow Scorpius had managed to position his leg between her thighs. Rose did not want to be in this position with Malfoy, especially not in front of her parent.

Scorpius rolled off her and jumped back on his feet in one smooth move. Rose wasn't sure she had never been more annoyed with him. He reached out his hand to help her up. Rose swallowed her pride and accepted his help; since she feared she would look like a pregnant walrus if she tried to get up on her own.

When they both stood up Malfoy turned to Hermione with his moth charming smile.

'Hi, I'm terribly sorry for that' he said and made a vague gesture towards the ground 'I don't think I have introduced myself before. I am Scorpius Malfoy, and you must be Rose's mother'.

Rose felt betrayed by her parent as she shook hands with Malfoy and began to small talk. Both of them seemed to be reluctantly impressed by the other.

'He just attacked me and you shook hands with him' Rose burst out as soon as Scorpius had left them. 'I thought you were supposed to be on my side'.

'Honey, I think you are over reacting' For some unexplainable reason, Hermione seemed amused.

At this point her father appeared in the crowd. Luckily for Malfoy - Ron hadn't seen him on top of his daughter. Somehow, Rose suspected that that intimate position was under the category 'too friendly'.

'And Rose, he doesn't seem to be as horrible as you described him'

Rose looked at her mother in disbelief.

'Actually he seems quite –'

'Do not even finish that sentence' Rose interrupted and looked disappointingly at her parent. 'Bloody unbelievable' she muttered upset and marched away.

On this particularly train ride, the day where our story begins, Rose and her cousins were trying to plan their next counter-prank on the Slytherins. This was Rose and Albus last year to try and win this constant ongoing war with Scorpius Malfoy, Anthony Zabini and a couple of other not so important Slytherins; the first two seemed to be some sort of leaders and the most annoying persons on the entire school.

Rose was trying to focus on the good things at the moment, like the wonderful book she was currently reading. Or smell of the old soft seats, that she had always liked for some odd reason. It wasn't going too good.

Part of the problem was that Rose started to get more and more annoyed with Hugo. She really loved and adored her little brother, half of the times. Other times were like this – when she wanted to shove a pillow down his throat. Not to suffocate him, only to shut him up. Just before the summer, the Slytherins had done a series of successful pranks – so it was time for something big and Hugo really wasn't helping with his dim-witted ideas.

Sometimes he seemed to be forgetting that they weren't actually trying to kill or hurt the Slytherins; just mess things up and make their life so much harder than it needed to be. She was slightly worried about what would happen when she was gone from Hogwarts. But only slightly, Rose trusted Lily to carry on the rivalry and look after the other, less bright, members of this family.

To absolutely no one's surprise - it was Rose and Scorpius who had started it all.

One day, in their first week of school, Rose accidently dropped her bag filled with books and it rolled down a flight of stairs (because that's just how smooth she is). And who was at the end of the stairs, if not Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy himself who was on his way up to the third floor. He had simply picked up the bag in front of him, walked up that flight of stairs and handed the bag back to her with a face that couldn't be described as anything other than indifferent or uninterested.

Nevertheless, since that day Rose liked to watch Scorpius. (Rose preferred to call it 'observe', Albus and Dom liked to call it 'stare like a creep' behind her back). She always did it from a distance of course, and when she thought that no one else would notice. So in the end of their second year, after have been observing him for almost two years now, Rose almost felt like she had started to consider Scorpius as an acquainted.

'You know, your forehead looks really, really big when you have your hair like that'. Rose told him casually one day and gestured towards his slicked-back hair.

She thought that these were the kinds of conversations they could have now. She never really gave it a thought that they had never actually spoken or had any sort of conversation with each other. Nor that he never had paid her any sort of interest whatsoever. But she was surprised when it turned out that this were not the kind of conversations they could have. He got offended and mortified all at once. Then he did what any desperate and immature pre-teenage boy might do: he attacked her looks as well.

When they came back to their third year, the back-slicked hair was gone and he had his blond hair sort of tousled instead – so according to Rose, the incident wasn't a total bummer after all. However, the sense of hurt feelings and pride hadn't magically left Scorpius over the summer and Rose was still Scorpius's least favourite person.

But then a couple of weeks into the term Scorpius made one too many remarks on Rose's freckles, red hair or the fact that she was slightly larger than her classmates (she didn't remember which one it was at that moment since he used to taunt her for all three).

And as a response to that, Rose accidently destroyed Scorpius three rolls of preachment essay – which actually was a mistake, she was only trying to pour ink all over his head. And to her defence, everything would have worked out smoothly if he hadn't been so stupid and tried to escape.

Then he had decided to take revenge by filling her bag with green slush (up to this day, she still hadn't figured out exactly what it was, just that she never wanted to feel it's smell ever again). Then, you might say things had gotten a bit out of hand – and when I say a bit, I mean that things had totally escalated.

The detention Scorpius and Rose had received for throwing Girding potion at each other, had ended in a wrestling match/water fight. Since the potion gives the consumer extra endurance, it had been quite intense. This had led to three more detentions, but this time on separate locations. The teachers never repeated that mistake ever again since the one they had together probably would have ended with them both hexing each other into oblivion, if they only had been allowed to bring their wands.

Somehow more and more people had gotten involved and now when she was in her seventh year there was almost a war between the Weasley-Potter-brood and Malfoy and his gang. But since Albus, Lily and Anthony Zabini were prefects all three things almost never got out of hand.

'But we have to do something that will really get to them this time' Albus said from his seat next to Rose. Leaning forward as he spoke as to emphasize his words. 'Like beating them in Quidditch.'

A general groan spread through the compartment. Since Albus had been elected Quidditch Captain, it was hard to make him focus or talk about something else.

It was now, an hour and a half into the ride, that Rose felt something odd in her pocket. It felt like a small ball and to Rose's horror she found that it slowly swelled. In the following two seconds Rose realised two things.

1. Scorpius intensions on the platform had evidently been to place this in her pocket while she didn't notice because she was busy being crushed by an idiot.

2. The small ball had started to swell up, and if it was what she thought it was - it would probably explode any second now.

Before I tell you what happen next, you need to know that she panicked and she was remarkably useless in situations like that. So you mustn't judge her too quickly.

Much to Rose's own surprise her reaction was not to warn her cousins or throw it out of the compartment – but to throw it at the persons sitting opposite her, it flew up in the air and detonated; covering both Hugo and Molly with its stinking orange content. Their chocked and now slightly orange faces were probably the best thing Rose had witnessed all year, so at least something good came out of it. Everyone in the compartment was completely chocked about what had happened and stared perplexed at their now orange and stinky relatives.

'Oh Rosie darling, you are doing our work for us' Anthony Zabini said with his usual snobby voice. Everyone jerked their heads towards the door only to behold Malfoy and Zabini's smug faces. When did they get here?

None in the compartment was in shape for coming up with a good come-back. All just sat there in silence and you could hear their roaring laughter all the way until the entered the next carriage.

'Rose, this was you?' Hugo asked. Rose looked back at him and felt that she really wanted to have a camera.

All her relatives were now starring at her. And once again – Rose entered panic mode.

'Of course not, Albus did it' She turned to him and patted him on his shoulder 'But it was a mistake and we all forgive him as we always do because we love him'. And with that she leaped up from her seat, grabbed the orange ball from the floor and ran after Malfoy and Zabini before anyone had the chance to say anything else.


He was just about to step into his compartment when Scorpius heard a voice call out his name. He turned around and saw Rose Weasley hurried down the corridor in his direction. Scorpius turned around and started to walk towards her. As he came closer, he noticed that she was panting.

'Hello again Weasley' He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at her flushed face with eyes filled with as much disapproval he could manage at this moment.

'Oh, honeybun, what your face needed wasn't more red' Scorpius continued and tried to sound like he didn't like what he saw.

Before Scorpius even had the slightest chance to react – she had launched herself at him. He was just as unprepared for it now as she had been earlier; therefor he fell to the floor heavily and landed with a small thud with her lying on top of him.

Their faces were so close their noses were almost touching.

'Well hello Malfoy, I thought I'd return you the favour' she whispered and he felt her warm breath on his lips. Scorpius had most certainly not seen that coming. But before he had gathered his mind enough to come up with anything to reply, she had rolled off him and pushed herself of the ground. For a while there, it looked like she was about to lose her balance. Thank Merlin she didn't. If she had; she would have planted her arse right in his face and that would just have been uncomfterble and awkward for both of them.

When Scorpius stood safely on his own two feet again she was already out of sight. Still perplexed over this encounter he walked into the compartment and took a seat next to Anthony. As he sat down he thought about how weird Rose could be and how she had felt lying on top of him. That's when he started to feel something in his pants - something was growing.

He reached with his hand for his pocket and found a small orange ball that was getting bigger and that fast.

Rose.

What Malfoy and Zabini didn't expect; or maybe didn't think off in their ignorance was that they had used one of these on Rose before and she now familiar with how they worked. The second time the ball blew up the blast was three times bigger, five times smellier and ten times harder to wash off.

And at this moment, Scorpius really hated Rose. And so did everyone else in their compartment when they found themselves drenched with cold and smelly orange slime.


Rose giggled all the way back to her cousins. She hadn't seen much of the damage she'd caused. The door was shut but the small window had been completely covered with orange. It had made it impossible to see anything through it. However, that was just minor details and she still considered it a great success. The horrified screams of her supposed enemies were all that was needed to make her day brighter.

When she returned she was greeted with happy cheering and a warm hug from Lily. Dominique had seen it all happened and had decided to share the happy news. Dom, as a Rawenclaw, really tried to stay out of all this but it was hard since Rose had a talent for making other people end up in places they had no intention of being in the first place. So Rose mostly ignored that, although she really admired the effort.


'Rose, I'm sorry but you have already done so many weird things that no one else would ever consider doing. There is just nothing you can do to shock me, it's just impossible. And I think that goes for the rest as well' Albus told Rose. They were waiting outside the classroom and Rose had just told him that she had a feeling that this was the year when she would surprise everyone.

'Oh really, is that a challenge?' Rose wiggled her eyebrows at her dear cousin.

'And what if it is?' he responded.

With an inexplicable timing, the Professor arrived and opened the door to let the students in. Rose only wiggled her eyebrows even more and lean in closer as she walked pass him and into the classroom. She was not sure of what she would do until she was the empty seat next to Malfoy. Rose hurried to make sure Zabini didn't get there before her.

'Is this taken?' She made a vague gesture towards the chair. Rose was impressed with how friendly she managed to sound.

'Yes.' Not only his answer but also his tone made it very clear how much he didn't want her to sit there.

'Sorry, I'm just kidding, I already know it's taken' Rose said happily. For a moment there, Scorpius looked relieved before Rose sat down. 'It's taken by me'.

The Professor glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but feel worried. She knew all too well how the last time Mr Malfoy and Mrs Weasley sat this close had ended.

'Are you really sure you want to do this Weasley?' Scorpius hissed at her. Rose simply looked at him and waited for him to elaborate. However, he didn't so they sat there and stared into each other's eyes. After a few seconds, Rose started to get uncomfortable.

'Are you threating me, Malfoy?' Rose could say anything at this moment, only to break this awkward intense-eye-starring-silent-thing. Starring at Malfoy wasn't as pleasant when he starred right back at her.

'No, I'm just saying that I owe you one. The last time we sat together, you set me on fire.'

'You mean I set your soul on fire and awakened your burning passion for me?' Rose was intrigued. Scorpius looked at her like he was concerned about her mental health.

'No…' he said slowly 'I mean that you literally set my robes on fire during Charms Class'.

Rose smiled at the memory. 'Of course I remember. I cherish every memory I have of humiliating you'. Scorpius rolled his eyes before he fixed them at the blackboard.

'Not to worry Malfoy, I don't have to do that this time' Rose cursed at herself for not being able to stop her mouth from talking. But once she had started she might as well continue. Scorpius looked at her quizzically as she leaned in towards him. Rose was so busy being mysterious that she didn't notice that the entire classroom was completely silent and waiting for the Professor to begin the lesson.

'You're already smoking hot' Rose really did her best to try and sound flirtatious.

Somewhere in the background, you could hear the smacking sound as Albus facepalmed. Scorpius looked like he couldn't decide whether to laugh really hard or run for his life. But he didn't have to choose since the Professor threatened with detention of one of them uttered another word.


Dominique started excitedly to hit Rose's arm rapidly and hard. Rose looked up from the essay she was working on to see what all the fuss was about. Dom pointed towards a seventh grade Rawenclaw that stood further away between two of the many bookshelves in the library. The book he was reaching for stood on one of the higher shelves; which exposed a tiny bit of his stomach and made Dom squeal.

'Dom, that's Gavin and you have known him for seven years. He asked you out last year and you said no' Rose said under her breath, trying not draw Mrs Pince's attention to them, it would definitely get them thrown out. Merlin knows she was getting crankier for each year that went by.

'I know, it was a terrible mistake' Dom whispered back. 'Just look how much he has grown over the summer. Puberty came to him like a blessing.' Rose rolled her eyes at the appreciation in Dom's voice. She loved Dominique, but sometimes she was a bit obsessed with looks – when Rose observed Malfoy, that was a completely different thing.

'See you later Rosie' Dom winked at Rose, gathered her things and walked over to Gavin.

Rose smiled to herself before she returned to the amount of homework she needed to get done. The peace she had didn't last for long. A couple of seconds later, Albus plopped down next to her.

'Rose. I'm miserable' Albus said after he had put down his head on the table with a small thud. 'It's only our third week and we have loads of homework and Slytherin had booked the Quidditch pitch three days a week and Lily arm still hurts so she won't be able to play at the upcoming match, which technically is my fault, I know, but I want to win this game so bad but I am not sure we can make it and besides all this, it's really stressful being a Head Boy and I want to win this game ten times as much now when I know that Scorpius bloody Malfoy is Slytherin's new captain'.

'You managed to say all that with only one breath?' Rose looked at her cousin, she knew he talked a lot but this must be some sort of record. 'I'm impressed'.

'Did you hear anything I just said!?'

'Albus, I need you to be completely honest with me' Rose lowered her voice to a small whisper 'Do you really think you are going to lose the opening match against Slytherin?'

Albus looked at her like he was in physical pain. 'Yes, or we might win, but without any practice time and without Lily it's going to be tough. Rose, why are you smiling at my misery?'

'Because, my wretched cousin, I have a plan.' She slammed the book close and gathered her things quickly. 'I need to find Roxy.'

'You're not even going to tell me?' Albus was offended.

'Sorry Al, the fewer who knows about this, the better' Rose tried not to feel guilty about leaving Albus out of this as she hurried to the common room to see if Roxanne was there. If you wanted things from Uncle George shop, she was the one you needed to talk to. Plus, she was the best one at keeping secrets.


Rose hid behind a suit of armour on the seventh floor as she awaited Malfoy's potential arrival. She had only left a note (read: several, but only to make sure he got the message) in his pocket to arrange the meeting and wasn't sure that he would actually show up. She stood there cramped behind the statue in an attempt to protect what was left of her pride. If he actually came, she did not want to be the one who stood there waiting. It would have been easier if she had gotten a hold on the map. But Albus was way too protective about it.

She stood there looking at the end of the corridor when she heard the snarky voice of Scorpius Malfoy behind her.

'Well, well, well. Look who is out snooping around after curfew.'

Somehow she had managed to forget that there were two directions you could walk in a corridor. She turned around and stepped out in the hall, no need to hide now.

'So are you, Malfoy' Rose said defensively.

Scorpius looked like he finally caught on. 'So it was you leaving me all these notes.'

Rose ignored the disappointment in his voice. 'Yes, I have a business proposition for you that you want to listen to, and then accept'.

'Sorry, Weasley, there is just no way in hell I am going to make a deal with you.' This was going better than Rose had hoped for. He had neither hexed her nor walked away. All she had to do now was to convince him.

'Shut up' Scorpius said sharply before Rose got the chance to say anything more. 'Someone's coming' he explained apologetically, his voice was suddenly calm again.

They looked at each other, before they said 'room of requirement' completely synchronized. The only difference was that Rose sounded said it calm and more business-like - while Scorpius more or less screeched it out since he was staring to panic as the footsteps drew nearer. Without any further do they bolted towards the left corridor.

Only in the matter of a few seconds, this had become a quiet competition about who could get there first. They ran faster and faster, side by side. Scorpius concentrated really hard to think about how much they needed a place to hide from the patrolling teacher.

Thankfully, the door visualised as they approached. Scorpius launched himself at the door handle and threw it open. As they were both inside Rose close the door firmly behind them. She turned around and was not prepared for what was inside the room.

'Ehh... Rose?'

'…' Well this was most certainly awkward. Maybe she should have thought on something else while she was running.

'Why is this one in here?' Scorpius asked her uncomfortably any gestured towards the queen sized bed in the middle of the room. For a few seconds, the only sound they heard was the cracking sound from the warm fireplace and their heavy breath from all the running.

'This is not what it looks like.' Rose had no idea how she would explain this. 'When we were running I thought about how tired I was and how much I needed to sleep.'

Scorpius considered this for a moment, before he shrugged and launched himself on the bed. 'Merlin, this is an amazing bed' he groaned (not in the sexual way, but coming from Scorpius, it sounded kind of sexual anyway). 'You know, most people would think of a place to hide when they were running down a hall, because you know, they needed a place to hide. However, since we are already here, you might as well tell me about this ridiculous 'deal of the century' you were so eager to talk to me about.'

Rose walked over to the bed and lay down between all the cosy pillows, doing her best to ignore the awkward tension that was still hanging in the air. Malfoy was right; this really was an amazing bed. Rose couldn't remember the last time she'd been this comfortable. 'As I was saying before we were interrupted, at least, was trying to say – is that I've called you to this meeting because I wanted to make a deal – '

'And I saw saying, I am not interested' Scorpius voice was muffled since he laid face down in a pile of pillows.

'My offer is to give you and you access to Gryffindor's common room for an evening.'

Scorpius's head jerked up and he starred at her in disbelief. 'Why would you sell out your family like that?'

'They made me play Quidditch all summer and I haven't found a way to get my revenge yet. Now I can get it and also gain something else.'

Scorpius smirked and said with a smug voice 'I can't believe anything I would find more amusing to watch.' He couldn't stop himself from starting to imagine what it probably had looked like. 'How many people did you hurt? Is the house still standing? How are you still alive? But more important, how are your family still alive?' Scorpius seemed amused.

Rose took one of the pillows and hit him hard in the face. But Scorpius didn't groan in pain as she had hoped, instead he chuckled lightly. There was only so hard you could hit someone with a soft pillow.

'In return, you are going to give me access to Slytherin's common room one time.' Rose continued as is nothing had happened. 'This will stay just between you and me. I'm not going to tell anyone in my family and you are not going to tell anyone else either.'

'Why would I trust you? There's no way you're going to do that to your family.' Scorpius said doubtfully.

'I have already done it once, and that was for less than that. On the train, remember?' Even when she reminded him of this, he still wouldn't trust her (which to be honesty, was quite understandable). Somehow Rose couldn't bring herself to care that stupid boy refused to accept her deal – all she felt was how extremely tired she was and she was pretty sure that she never wanted to get out of this bed ever again.

'I just need to think about it for a while' Scorpius mumbled tiredly before he yawned. Rose didn't hear him since she had already dozed off. A few seconds later, Scorpius had also fallen asleep.

Rose woke up several hours later and felt seriously confused. She couldn't remember where she was, why her pillow felt like a person and whose snores had woke her up; they didn't sound like any of her roommates. Then – when she felt the warm arm around her – she remembered. And panicked.

She threw herself away from Scorpius as fast as she could; which only resulted in her crashing down on the floor head first and waking him up in the process. Scorpius sat up in the bed, seeming to be as tired and disorientated as Rose was. He glanced down on Rose where she sat on the floor, not even surprised to find her in that position.

'Whoa, your hair is like, gigantic' Scorpius voice was hoarse from sleeping. As he looked at her, he seemed amused – Rose was not. Scorpius reached out his hand and touched her messy curls carefully. 'Seriously, it's just so much hair'. He looked at her like he witnessed a miracle. Rose was glad that it was so dark in the room since she had started to blush.

So to cover up her embarrassment she started to talk in a rapid phase. 'So, have you changed your mind on that deal, now when you have slept on it, so to speak. I might be asking much, but what I'm giving you in return is also pretty amazing'.

Scorpius drew back his hand and shook his head as if to clear his foggy mind. He considered it for a while before he rubbed his eyes sleepy and finally said 'sure, let's do this'.

They shook hands to seal the deal and Rose decided that it was time to leave. Rose walked to the door and promised she'd be in touch later with details. She turned around at the door.

'Don't talk to anyone about this. And believe me - I'll know if you do.' Rose told him warningly. 'And not just about the deal but also this' Rose gestured to the bed and the rest of the room.

Just before the door closed Rose heard him mutter 'As if I would want anyone to know'. Rose never figured out if he meant for her to hear it or not.

It was only slightly brighter out in the hall then it had been in the room of requirement and she realised that she had no idea what time it was. Since it was Saturday, she wouldn't be late for any class but she really didn't want to miss breakfast. Breakfast food was her favourite kind of food, and she loved eating. She walked sleepy through the quite halls back to the common room whilst fantasizing about breakfast.

'What are you doing out of bed, young lady?'

Rose was suddenly wide awake. It took a few seconds before he realised that the voice came from one of the cranky old men on the painting to her left. All the other paintings were asleep but some of them started to move a little in their sleep. If all of them started screaming she would be caught by a teacher for sure – so she started running. The old man's screams became more and more distant until they had fainted away completely.

Rose jogged around the last corner and felt a horrible, cold, chill running through her entire body. She heard a loud gasp right behind her.

'Hello there, Nick. Sorry, I didn't see you' she panted both of fright and for the fact that she had been running through the castle.

'Rose, what on earth are you doing out of bed at this late hour? You frightened me, coming at me out nowhere like that - I thought my heart would stop for sure.' Nick did indeed sound upset.

'But you are already dead' Rose said before she was able to stop herself.

The look Nick gave her after this remark was filled with accusation. 'I have never been so offended in my entire life' outburst the ghost so loud it woke the Fat Lady up. Before Rose had the chance to give Nick a proper apology he had already begun floating down the corridor, muttering and gesturing widely.

'I demand a proper excuse for why you found it necessary to wake me up' the Fat Lady was almost as offended as Nick had been.

Rose ignored her and said the password 'breadcrumbs' quickly. The portrait swung open and Rose climbed through it and into the empty common room. Back in her own dorm she discovered that it was half passed five in the morning. Rose fell asleep almost instantly after she had laid her head on the pillow, her own pillow this time, alone, in her own bed. She was only awake long enough to notice that this bed felt more lonely and harder than the other one she'd slept in tonight.

Despite her nightly adventures, Rose felt thoroughly rested when she woke up the next morning. Alicia, her roommate, only had to say her name once before he woke up. Normally, Alicia had to shake her a while before she regained enough conscious to get out of bed.

As Rose entered the Great Hall she saw that Dominique sat alone at Rawenclaw's table. She snuck over there and hoped that none of the teacher would notice. Dom greeted her happily as she sat down opposite her.

'Dom, I have done a terrible thing' Rose announced with a faint voice.

'Tell me all about it, sweetie' Dom said brightly as she raised her goblet and took a mouthful.

Rose took a deep breath. 'I slept with Malfoy' she confessed and found herself sprayed with pumpkin juice.

Rose tried to dry her face as dried as much as possible with a napkin while she waited for Dom to finish coughing. She was beginning to suspect that there probably was a better way she could have phrased that.

'You did WHAT?' Dominique exclaimed as soon as she could breathe again. 'What could possibly have made you have sex with Malfoy? Did he force you? If he did I swear I will -' Dom was starting to work up a heat.

'Merlin's beard, Dom – NO' Rose interrupted 'I did not have sex with him! Are you mental?'

'Then what were you just telling me?' Dom asked shrilly and Rose hushed her, the Slytherin table was just behind her.

Rose explained and told her all about what had happened during the night, except for small details like why she was meeting him and what they had talked about. Dominique suspected that it had something to do with the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin thing and therefore didn't ask. Rose might also have conveniently forgotten to tell her about the cuddly position they had woken up in.

'Merlin Rose, you always do manage to get yourself in the weirdest situations' Dominique shook her head. 'What do you say about we take a walk and continue our conversation, I think Professor Bordeneux is looking at us suspiciously' Dom glanced over her shoulder nervously. They were just about to get up from the table when Gavin entered the Great Hall and Dominique gestured to Rose to stay in her seat.

As Dominique had hoped, Gavin sat down with them. Although, to her disappointment, he was on the wrong side of the table and sat down next to Rose instead.

'Hi, Dom' the boy said her shyly, seemingly oblivious to Rose's existence. Dom greeted him equally modest, which knowing Dom, was only an act.

'Are you enjoying your breakfast?' He asked her. Even if he was leaning towards Dom so much he almost out his elbow in Rose's food he still hadn't even acknowledge her with a single look; he only had his eyes for Dom. After Dom had answered something equally uninteresting Rose couldn't stop herself. This was just too pathetic.

'Your flirtation is really some next level stuff' she said sarcastic.

The same thing Dominique kicked Rose's leg hard under the table a pancake landed on the back of Rose's head. The pancake had before being thrown at her being drenched in sticky syrup that started to drop down her neck and into her shirt. For a few seconds, she thought that Gavin was the guilty, than she saw in the corner of her eye Malfoy sit at the table behind her, looking almost too focused on his almost finished muffin and on the table in front of him stood a plate with pancakes and some syrup next to it.

Rose turned furious around, grabbing the thing closest to her, which happened to be a carafe filled with pumpkin juice, and before he had the chance to move away or react she threw its content in his face.

'What the fuck are you doing?' he exclaimed furiously.

'I know it was you your arse' Rose was even more enraged.

'Oh really?' he said mockingly and lifted one of his eyebrows quizzically.

Rose threw herself on the floor to take cover in the last moment and the handful of porridge Scorpius just had launched in her direction landed behind her instead of her face. The students closest to them quickly moved out of range from the crossfires. Rose flew up on her feats again and started to bombard him with a dozen muffins as he was aiming and trying hitting her with scrambled eggs. Suddenly, Rose began to laugh, food fights was really funny to have. Scorpius apparently thought so too since he grinned happily back at her.

'YES' Rose roared victoriously when she made a more successful hit and managed to smear down Scorpius shirt with raspberry jam.

Seconds later, both Rose and Scorpius found that they were unable to move a muscle. Professor Bordeneux had interfered and he was almost shaking out of anger. As he lecture and scolded them Rose marvelled at all the chaos they had managed to create in such a short matter of time. To her amusement she notices that Gavin had tried to protect Dominique from the flying food with his own body as a barrier. Rose made a mental note to thank Malfoy for hitting him with porridge too.

When she heard the Professor shriek something about detention she started to pay him attention. He gave them detention every evening for the entire next week before he let them go and ordered them to leave the hall. Rose was relieved that he hadn't drawn any points away from their house; her family would never have forgiven her. Rose grabbed some muffins she found, that still were on the plate as they should, before she got up and hurried out of the Great Hall with Dom. She hadn't had enough time to eat and she was still starving.

After Rose had gotten herself somewhat cleaned up she walked outside with Dim. It was surprisingly warm for a day in late September. Dominique and Rose sat lazily under a tree close to the lake, enjoying the sun's warmth and the delicious muffins. That day was a good day.


AN: Feel free to tell me if I have made any grammatical error or spelled anything wrong. And I would love to hear what you thought of this first chapter, so please review!

I really hoped you enjoyed it!

/White Mango