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Scorpius: Thank god for that
Rose: Yeah, I know.
Robyn'Alice: Oy! Thanks! That's what I get for writing an interesting story about you.
Scorpius: *laughs*
Rose: *rolls eyes*
Robyn'Alice: *bursts into tears*
Scorpius: Oops...

Sorry about that. On with the story.

Once upon a time, Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy lived happily ever after.

I wish.

Yeah, I'm Rose Weasley. Yes, I am the Rose Weasley. Daughter of Ronald Bilius Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger. Two thirds of the Golden trio. Yes, that has made it tough growing up. Yes, I have been treated differently in school according to houses. Meaning, Gryffindors and Ravenclaws all walk past and speak to me, even though I hate some of them, like Peter Creevey who's in the year below; Slytherins walk past and hiss, especially if they're like Allotta Zabini, daughter of Blaise Zabini, one of my father's enemies.

Although my dad told me specifically to ignore Scorpius….yeah. That one didn't quite work out. You see, Scorpius…kind of defies description. So I'm not going to describe him. Just imagine, like, your favourite model, but blonde, pale skinned and with grey eyes. Yeah, Scorpius is a Ravenclaw, just like me. We're neutral; we get on. Yeah. That's how the story used to go. Then one day in sixth year, the whole story changed.

-SIXTH YEAR-

Damn you, Scorpius Malfoy.

I had spent three days working steadily on my Arithmancy essay, and Professor Vector was already looking forward to mine most of all - not to sound too big headed but she likes me best because I do the most (and highest quality) work. Then came Scorpius Malfoy. And he totally ruined it. With the fire.

"Scorpius Malfoy!"

He turned and looked at me over his shoulder, smirking, nothing but amusement in his sparkling grey eyes.

"Yes my dear Rosie?"

Urrr! I mentally cringed at his childish nickname. I mean, we were sixteen now. If he had to give me a nickname, it could at least be something intelligent. If there's even such thing as an intelligent nickname.

"I have spent absolutely hours writing this! I hope you're planning on helping me re-write my essay?"

"Well, actually, Rosie, I believe that I have better things to do with my time. I mean, I actually have a life. Unlike some."

I couldn't believe this guy.

"You're supposed to be a Ravenclaw! Maybe the Sorting Hat's gone loopy or something! Seriously! I think you'd be better suited in Slytherin, just like your Death Eater father!"

Oops. That wasn't supposed to slip out. Across the table, I watched as Scorpius stiffened, and the amused light disappeared from his eyes.

"That was low, Rose. Really low. You of all people should know about people expecting you to be the same as your parents. God knows, I think Hugo got a better lot than you."

Oh. Hugo. My baby brother was definitely more suited to the Weasley's than I was. He had the red hair, the freckles, the goofy but sometimes serious disposition. This was unfair - going for my family.

"Don't you say another word about that."

My voice was quiet, and trembled with rage. From this point, my cousins would know to give up quietly. But Scorpius wasn't my family, and he didn't know when to stop.

"Is this why you argue against my family? Because you know that you shouldn't be in Ravenclaw, you should be in Gryffindor. With the rest of your family. With the rest of your Weasley clan."

Scorpius spat the words at me, sounding disgusted.

"How can you talk about my family? Your father must be so disappointed in you, not making Slytherin. Unless you're planning on practising Dark Arts after you leave?"

By this time I was almost speaking at a normal level. Getting worse.

"You don't have a clue what you're talking about. What is wrong with you and your entire demented family? I mean, your cousin Lily is almost as bad with her gossip queen attitude. Dominique's been through every boy in the school-"

"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT ABOUT MY COUSINS! THEY ARE TEN TIMES BETTER THAN YOU FILTHY MALFOYS ANY DAY! I DON'T EVEN KNOW...ARGH! YOU'RE JUST SO FRUSTRATING!"

Okay. It took quite a bit to make me angry like that, but Malfoy could make me rise in under 5 minutes. That's just how much I hated him.

"How dare I? Your slutty cousin-"

"-is not me! Why am I being held responsible for Dom? I'm not the slutty one! Nor am I going to be! Not that she's a slut anyhow!"

"Why am I going to turn Death Eater? Why am I being held responsible for my parents? Exactly. I'm a perfect Ravenclaw, I listen to your arguments and throw them straight back at you!"

Okay, I admit it. He made me laugh. My anger vanished in about five seconds.

"See? I make sense here! And so do you."

"Fine, Scorpius. You win here. But I seriously need you to at least help me redo my essay."

"You'll have to catch me first!"

I rolled my eyes at him, and made a grab for his sleeve. However, he just laughed and ducked out of my way.

"Scorpius!"

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