Hey everyone! Here is the newest chapter! I got too lazy to proofread this, so I hope it isn't overridden with mistakes. I've also decided to name the chapters for constellations, because, that is the name of the fic! In case anyone was wondering about the titles. Ha, anyway, enjoy!


"Scorpius?" My voice was shaky, I had difficulty speaking those three syllables. My eyes were bugging out of my head, my voice and shaky, and my heart was pounding through my chest, thanks to the presence of one measly bloke standing on the other side of the room. He was looking at me with a bemused expression, his brows furrowed and his grey eyes studying my face. If only I could see my own face right now, it would be permanently stuck with my mouth agape and my cheeks a bright red. I was honestly waiting for Albus to jump from around the corner shouting "Jokes on you Rosie!" before taking Scorpius back home to England. Unfortunately, Albus never came and I stood gaping like a very unattractive fish.

"Miss Weasley," The headmistress cleared her throat in an attempt to catch my attention, and she successfully broke me out of my trance.

"Yes Headmistress Melten?" I looked to her for a moment, glad I was able to tear my eyes away from Scorpius.

"The head boy is waiting outside. He'll be the one to show you to your dormitory and classed for today. You are dismissed," She gave me a rather confused smile, before waving me away. I practically darted from the room, glad to be free from Scorpius's gaze.


"Oof!" As I hurriedly escaped the headmistress's office I met a solid force, one that sent me flying to the cold stone floor. Thankfully, I only landed on my bum, though the incident was still embarrassing all the same. I felt my cheeks flush a bright red as my eyes slowly wandered upward to meet the poor soul I ran face first in to.

"Hey there little lady, you may want to watch where you are going," Perfectly straight teeth. Bright blue eyes. Sandy brown, curly hair. I blinked for a few moments, attempting to take in the sight of the bloke in front of me. He kept smiling an infectious smile that made me blush to the tips of my ears, I realized my gaping at him only made the situation worse. I smiled dumbly as I moved to lift myself off the floor, only to have him offer his assistance with his hand.

"Er—uh—thanks," I managed to mutter dumbly, giving him a faint smile as I hid behind my hair. I heard the bloke laugh good naturedly, obvious thinking I was quite a piece of work. I couldn't help but crack a grin.

"Not a problem, really. I was just waiting for someone, you see. I'll also make a mental note not to hide behind corners, girls tend to run into you if you do," He winked and I knew he only meant to make a joke of the situation, though I felt the bright red creeping back to my cheeks. "I'm Gavin Johnson," Once again, I saw a hand extend my way that I should have probably noticed earlier. I took it, and shook it gingerly.

"Rose Weasley," I replied, smiling slightly as I straightened up, hoping the conversation would move away from my humiliating fall.

"Pleasure to meet you Rose, may I ask what time it is? Like I said, I'm waiting for someone and she seems to be running late," Gavin seemed a little frustrated at that, I had noticed he kept looking behind me as he spoke as though this mysterious person would appear. I glanced down to my wrist, my brows furrowing with the realization that I hadn't changed the time since I had arrived.

"What exactly is the timezone difference between here and the UK? My watch reads 8 o'clock sharp," I looked up to Gavin and he was smiling brightly.

"So you are the exchange student—" thump. He had raised his hand to smack his forehead, rather forcefully by the sounds of things. "No shit Sherlock, she's got a British accent. Merlin, I'm a moron," I suppressed a laugh, unsure if Gavin was speaking to me or himself. He continued muttering something to himself, and although it was low I could have sworn I had heard a few fucks and shits. I cleared my throat.

"Are you sure you're the head boy? Aren't they supposed to be intelligent?" I made sure my tone was light, I had just met the bloke and he'd hopefully be my first mate at this new school. I didn't want to screw things up too much just yet. I smiled wide for good measure, my eyes crinkling. Thankfully—he laughed.

"Intelligent, yes. Observant, not so much," I liked this guy, and while yes, we had just met, base on the way he displayed himself it seemed as though we would get along just fine. He was no Albus or—Well, he was no Albus, but he'd do just fine in this strange new place. "So Rose Weasley, I should tell you a bit about how we function around here."

"That would be helpful, yes," I winked. Blech, I should never wink again. My timing was probably retched and it probably looked like I had something in my eye. I gave a weak laugh in an attempt to shake that off.

"Melten had placed you into my house, Canis, so we have more classes together. Our dormitories are on the east side of the school, on the third floor. I show it to you later, it's a little tricky to spot—"

"Canis? Where did that come from?" I felt bad for cutting him off, though the origin of the house name was eating at me through the rest of his speech, despite how little time I had let him go for. He gave me a peculiar look for a moment until his face broke into a small smile.

"Canis, the constellation. All of our houses are named after constellations. Canis, Corvus, Aquila, Libra, Lupus, and Serpens, six houses total. Not as flashy as-?"

"Gryffindor," I smiled slightly.

"Merlin's beard, Gryffindor? You ask me where Canis came from when your school has a house called Gryffindor?" I was laughing; to an outsider the houses did have to sound rather peculiar.

"The houses were named after their founders. Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin, and Godric Gryffindor," I had never thought before, who in their right mind would name their children that?

"Well Rose, you've got us beat in peculiar houses!"

"That reminds me, I've already been sorted?"

"Sorted? We are randomly placed. Houses are only to make scheduling easier and dorm assignments. And you were placed in Canis so I could show you around!" Gavin smiled brightly at this. He then began to wave me to begin walking with him. "As nice as this chat has been, we're going to multitask. We are actually a bit behind schedule,"

I nodded dumbly, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that they weren't sorted. Where was the magic in that? I remember the most nerve wrecking and yet single handedly the most amazing experience of my life was my sorting. Shortly following that was the letter I received from my father a few short days later congratulating me. He charmed the letter so it was read to me in his voice. I opened it in the great hall in the morning to hear his booming voice shout: "Rosie, congratulations! All the winners are placed in Gryffindor!" It was as loud as a howler (I know that because James got them all the time) and yet it was a million times better, although my father was shouting it was because he couldn't contain his excitement. His oldest child was carrying on the Gryffindor legacy. I still keep the letter in a lockbox stowed away safely under my bed.

I hadn't really paid attention to where we were going, nor did I pay attention to what Gavin had been chattering on about these past few minutes. I do believe I had caught something or other about Canis, so I was mentally praying he was just describing the history of the house. It wasn't that important, really, therefore it isn't crucial for me to pay attention. However, we stopped abruptly at the end of a hallway that met a hallway running perpendicular. Gavin began strolling toward the wall, looking for something among the panels of wood.

"Every time the cover the damn thing up," I do believe it wasn't meant for my ears considering Gavin was muttering low underneath his breath, and when I chuckled behind him he blushed a light pink. Why couldn't I blush like that? No, instead I looked beet red. Still, he laughed sheepishly.

"Melten told me Hogwarts uses passwords to gain entrance to their common rooms?" I nodded, and Gavin continued. "We haven't got anything like that, technically anyone could gain entrance to our dorms, it's just a matter of finding it," He hissed the end of his sentence, obviously aggravated with his futile search for the entrance of the common room.

"I could help-? If I knew what we were looking for…" I took a step toward the wall, looking for Merlin knew what.

"It's the constellation, Canis Major I mean. It'll always be on this wall somewhere, you've just got to know where to look. Ah-ha!" He suddenly cried, pulling back a useless tapestry draped near the window and the wall to which we were looking, before Gavin allowed us to gain entrance, he felt the need to explain the window.

"We like to keep the commons at least somewhat hidden from the rest of the student population," He smiled again, something that I noticed almost always graced his features, and motioned for me to step closer to him. I obliged, and followed his finger up the wall to a small engraving near the top corner of the window. It looked like the constellations drawn in books, the stars charmed to glow dimly and yet twinkle all the same. Faint lines were drawn between the yellow orbs to indicate the shaper of the constellation, and more lines were drawn around it to indicate the shape. In this case it was a dog. Gavin touched the brightest star of the bunch, claiming it was called "Sirius". I smiled faintly, remembering the stories told by Uncle Harry about his father and his friends.

"Now just step back a minute—" I did as I was told, watching as the wall outlined a door that swung upon within moments. Gavin stepped through, pausing and offering me a hand. I took it, allowing him to assist me into the common room.

"Technically the constellation only lights up when a house member approaches, but if anyone touches the right spot the door will swing open. It doesn't do well for privacy, but it isn't like we have got anything to hide," Gavin chattered on as we stepped through the door, and I was only barely listening, thinking back to the events that had passed since I had arrived here at Salem. Time had gone far too quickly and I was beginning to feel overwhelmed, being in this strange place with only one acquaintance and an old friend I was hoping to avoid at every turn. Hopefully I would manage to make friends; usually my personality prevented me from being too open with anyone I had recently met. I had only really asked questions, but that came with my natural thirst for knowledge and curiosity. Gavin had done most of the talking. And back at Hogwarts I had the advantage of everyone knowing my name in first year, making most more inclined to strike up a conversation me. Here in Salem, the golden trio was almost just a story.

In my thinking, my foot caught on one of the rugs, causing me to stumble forward. Strong hands grasped onto my forearms, preventing me from crashing to the ground. The near accident pulled me from my thoughts and prompted me to look around.

The room reminded me a lot of the Gryffindor commons, not as much from the general look really, but in the warmth radiating from the choices in décor. They had a large fire place centrally located in the room with the grey stone chimney running up through the ceiling. The walls were still lined with redwood panels and in some places the tacky wallpaper was present, although the dark greens and reds resonated comfort and warmth. Leather chairs and couches were tastefully scattered throughout the room, most surrounding the fire while others were placed near tables with games such as wizarding chest, checkers, and exploding snap. Bookshelves were placed between two separate doorways, lined with books dedicated to helping students with their studies. Large windows were also placed on the back wall, letting in lots of natural light. In my peripheral vision I saw Gavin watching me, allowing me to take it in.

"I know it isn't Hogwarts, but we do pretty well, no?" He was smiling lightly, and I noticed his hands were still placed lightly on my arms. I felt the heat creeping up onto my cheeks and I stepped forward, intent on escaping his grasp. When he felt me move his hands darted away, realizing the close content. He then cleared his throat rather loudly and awkwardly, and I swore I heard him shuffling his feet behind me.

"It's perfect, really," I heard myself mumble, stepping forward again and collapsing onto the nearest sofa. They felt newer than the chairs in Hogwarts, which had been beaten down due to years of abuse by the students. She smiled contentedly, snuggling farther into the comfortable leather.

"I'm glad you like it," I swear you could hear this guy smile, his happiness leaked into everything he said. Although my eyes were closed I heard him walking, seemingly back toward the door. "The girls dormitories are the door on the left, if you'd like to go prepare for class," he paused momentarily, I had then sat up to look toward the door he spoke of, "I'm sure you heard we have a second exchange student coming? He's in our house as well, and I'm actually running late to welcome him, thanks to you,"

Was he, flirting with me? His voice was lightly laced with sarcasm and yet a playful airiness, and when I turned to face Gavin's bright blue eyes they were narrowed in on me. My signature rose color crept back up my neck and onto my cheeks. However it was oddly, flattering. And then his words dawned upon me, the second exchange student.

"Classes start in about an hour, feel free to go change. I should be back in time with—Scorpion I think his name is—to take you two to the cafeteria for breakfast."

"It's Scorpius," I heard myself correcting him, and a gut wrenching feeling became present in my stomach. I frowned, though I don't think Gavin noticed.

"Great! You obviously know him then! Your stuff is in your dorm through that door," he indicated again the girls' rooms, "and your room will be labeled with your name. I'll see you soon with Scorpius then!" Gavin exited before I had the chance to mutter another word. Without thinking, my legs led me to the girls' dorms and onto the bed labeled Rose Weasley.


I had been waiting back on one of the couches in the commons for almost ten minutes now, getting dressed faster than the norm. My foul mood had prevented me from striking up conversation with my new roommates, who were all up and milling about the room when I had arrived. One girl had introduced herself and I sadly have already forgotten her name, though at the time I had nodded mutely and gone about getting ready. The whole reason for coming to this school was to escape him and now he was going to be with me all the time. I noticed a lot of the students passing me whispered amongst themselves, noting the stranger glumly sulking in their commons. I waved them away, not in the mood for their questions.

"—we actually do have a chaser position open on the team! I'm a beater, though unfortunately not the captain. That's our roommate, Colin, and I'm sure he'll be glad to know we've got a Quidditch hopeful!" My head perked back up as I heard Gavin's voice, my eyes traveled over to the open doorway through which he was stepping through. He was chatting animatedly like usual, glancing behind him as he spoke. When both feet were planted firmly in the common room, he turned his attention toward scanning for no doubt me. I gave a small wave, and his face broke into a signature smile.

"Good thing you've got your robes on, I'll walk you guys to breakfast," He spoke behind him again and I knew who he was speaking to, which gave me another sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I, however, forced myself to my feet, walking slowly to the head boy and the figure looming behind him.

I realized I hadn't seen Scorpius all summer, successfully avoiding him when he visited Al. That and I never really got a good look at him in the headmistress's room, tactfully avoiding his gaze before I was able to escape. Looking at him now, however, all my feelings of regret and rejection came and drowned me. He hadn't changed much, thankfully, although that was to be expected, he was long since done with puberty. His hair was still kept tight and slicked back, the signature Malfoy platinum blonde. And his eyes were still that beautiful, intimidating silvery-grey, flecked with light blue around the iris. He was much taller than Gavin, I noticed, although Scorpius was always much taller than everybody. One striking difference, however, was how thin he had become. My best mate who had always been so toned and fit for Quidditch looked rather ghastly, boney and lanky with dark shadows tainting his milky flesh. I gave him a sad smile, and he returned a rather forced one.

"Rose told me you two know each other," Gavin interrupted our silent exchange, drawing both pairs of eyes toward him. He seemed slightly oblivious to the awkwardness radiating in the air.

"We—"

"Yes," Scorpius cut me off rather curtly, and I was rather peeved about it, unaware if he had done it intentionally or not. He now kept his gaze tactfully away from my own, staring off into space to his left as I stood on his right. My brows furrowed in frustration. I was the one who was supposed to be curt and rude to him. He was the one who had hurt me at the end of last term, so how dare he give me the cold shoulder. I glowered, my arms crossing across my chest. Gavin cleared his throat, becoming aware of the animosity.

"Well, it seems as though this is going to be a great year, huh?"


I liked the first chapter a lot more, but I had to kind of set things up. It gets better, I promise! Lots more Scorpius and Rose interaction, for sure. And Gavin is obviously going to be a rather important character. And thankfully, many more people to come! Please review, it would make me feel fantastic! And as always, thank you for reading!