Author's Note:

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Here is the story summary: I admit that I'm the competitive type. So years ago, when my dad pointed out a certain platinum blonde boy on the train platform, I accepted the challenge to beat him at everything; and succeeded, mind you. We have been in competition ever since. This rivalry has worked for five years – so why isn't it fun anymore?

I just want to let readers know that I have wanted to do a Scor-rose fan-fiction for a while now. After seeing how well received Paths of Prophecies has been, and with summer on the horizon, I decided to take on another story.

Thank you all for your support!

In this chapter, we see Rose start her journey to Hogwarts, at the beginning of sixth year. We are introduced to Lily and Albus Potter, and Scorpius Malfoy, as well as see a glimpse of the heated discussions that go on between Scorpius and Rose.

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I flipped the page of the book that I was trying to read, as the compartment door slid open.

"Hey Rosie," Lily smiled as she took the seat across from me.

"Hello," I glanced down at the page I was on, trying to find my place.

"What are you reading?" She asked in a purposely annoying tone.

I slipped my bookmark into the crease of the book and shut it with an exasperated sigh. "Do you really want to know, or are you just trying to get me to put it down so I can give you attention?"

"You know my taste, if it was a book that I would find interesting, you would've recommended it as soon as I walked in." She gave me a knowing look. "So talk to me, Rose."

"Uh… Have you decided what classes you're going to take this year?" I asked, placing my book in my lap.

My little cousin, Lily Potter, has always been immature, silly and eccentric. What few people outside of our family knew was that she's exceptionally bright, and that nothing ever got passed her. We all find it oddly expected, but it's still disconcerting.

"I don't know," Lily replied. "I already went over the classes I should continue, if I want to work for the ministry, but I haven't made up my mind yet."

She wanted to be head of the Department of Regulation and Control of Magic.

"Well, you should have your pick of classes; you scored two more owls than Hugo."

"Hugo will be just fine."She raised her eyebrows at me.

The compartment door slid open, interrupting our conversation. Albus, and the bane of my existence, stepped inside.

During the holidays, Albus, is my cousin and best friend. While at Hogwarts, he's a traitor.

"Mind if we join you," Albus dropped into the seat beside his sister.

I glared at him, "Beginning your betrayal early this year, Al?"

Scorpius Malfoy, the source of said betrayal, sat down leaving a vacant space between us.

"Rose, please," Albus dragged his hand down his face, "It's a long trip, don't start."

"You'd think the summer would loosen you up a bit, Weasley," Scorpius said with a smug glint in his eyes. "Or maybe there's just no cure for being wound so tight."

"At least I'm not disgraceful, and indecent." I crossed my arms, as I spit out the words.

"I rather be disgraceful and indecent, than a stuffy old woman like you."

I rolled my eyes, "Troglodyte," I said under my breath.

"Shrew," he muttered back.

"We've been on the train for five minutes, and their fighting is already old." Albus said in a flat tone.

"I just imagine they're saying nice things." Lily looked over at her brother. "It's really entertaining."

"How so?"

She held up a finger to pause him, "Just watch."

"You're looking just as ghastly as ever, Weasley." Scorpius drawled while eyeing me out of the corner of his steel-grey eyes.

"You look breath taking, Rose." Lily mocked Scorpius' voice and puppet-ed the words with her hand.

"Right back at yah, Malfoy, what did you do hibernate all summer? You're practically translucent."

"But not as beautiful as you do, Scorpius." She said in a high pitched voice.

"Careful, don't breathe on me, I don't want to catch that leprosy that's seemed to have spread all over your face." He pointed at me with a look of disgust.

"I see the sun has made your freckles more prominent, I notice little changes in your appearance because I care," My little cousin continued to rewrite our conversation for her own pleasure.

"Lily!" I warned, "Stop it." … And I do not sound like that!

She replied in the high pitched voice in which she was mocking me in, "I love you Lily, but please direct your hilarity elsewhere."

Needless to say, it was a long train ride to Hogwarts.

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