I decided to give it a little while to steep in my mind before I wrote to my Uncle George asking for help. So, I just went on with life as normal.

"I cleaned your uniform," Scorp said brightly, holding it out in a neatly folded pile.

"Thanks, Scorp!" I said gratefully, hugging his bathrobe tighter around my torso and turning back into the bathroom. Once I was changed, I opened the medicine cabinet, forgetting that I wasn't in my dormitory, and was momentarily confused when I couldn't find my toothbrush. I rolled my eyes, and summoned my toothbrush and makeup from my dormitory.

After completing my morning routine, Scorp and I walked down to breakfast. "Hey, Scorp!" I called playfully as I ran a few feet ahead of him. "I bet I can beat you to the Great Hall from here!"

"Tsk, tsk, Rosie. You should know by now that you will never win a race against me," he said, shaking his head and chuckling quietly.

"Really? Hm...You're on, then! No magic. One, two, THREE!" I shouted, then sprinted down the hallway, around a few first years, down three flights of steps, and was a meter from the door, when- "Oof!" I cried out, finding Scorp sitting on top of me after a moment of less-than-consciousness. "Scorp!" I cried. "That's cheating, you prat!"

"Not in my book," Scorpius said cheekily, before pulling himself up and running into the Great Hall, leaving me on the floor, receiving quite a few odd stares from my classmates, and even a couple of glances from the teachers that passed me. "Move along, mates; Nothing to see here!" I said loudly as I got up and brushed myself off before chasing Scorp through the doors. I found him sitting at Gryffindor table, having already eaten half his breakfast - How did boys eat so quickly? - and chatting with his friends.

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, you are in SO MUCH TROUBLE!" I shouted before throwing myself at him. "That was cheating and you know it! You are just intimidated by the fact that I ALWAYS BEAT YOU- mmf!" my ranting was interrupted my his hand. As he pulled me out of the Great Hall, I found myself wishing it was his lips.

'Rosie! Get ahold of yourself! Your turning into one of those bimbos like Cecily Bell!' I thought viciously. "Must...fight...hormones!" I muttered to myself, still muffled by his hand.

"What was that, Rosie dearest?" he said jokingly, cupping his ear with his free hand.

I spit in his hand.

"Ugh! Rosie, come on! That's a bit barbaric, don't you think so?"

"Oh, shut up," I said jokingly. "If I hadn't done that, you would've never let go!"

"Who says I would want to?" he said huskily in my ear, scooping me up bridal style.

"Ah, Scorp, though I do value these precious moments of unabashed fake-flirting with you, I must remind you that we will have to postpone this, considering we have Quidditch in, ah, seventeen minutes," I said, trying to keep my cool, even though I was extremely aware of his hand on my waist.

As Scorpius put me down and brushed off my robe, aforementioned bimbo, Cecily Bell, walked past and flirtatiously called, "Hey, Scorpius! Gonna win this Sunday?"

"What? Oh, hey, Cecily. Yeah, I hope so," he said, grinning and waving slightly.

"I'll be there," she said, and, with a saucy wink, she was gone.

Good thing, too, or I probably would've murdered her then and there. Scorp and I walked on almost halfway to Gryffindor Tower, before he stopped and grabbed my hand. "Uh, Scorp? What's up?" I said kindly, even though I was still kind of mad at him for giving in to Cecily's charms. Glancing back at him, I was alarmed to see that his face was contorted in what looked like pain, jealousy, and sorrow. "Scorp?" I said again, becoming more upset by the second.

"I can't...I need to...Rose, I-...Cecily," he said slowly, obviously struggling to find the words he needed to say.

I wanted to look back to see his expression again, but I was already halfway down the corridor, trying to keep my tears at bay- at least until I got to my dormitory.

"Gah!" I cried as soon as my face hit the pillow. "Knew it, knew it, knew it," I related over and over to myself. I mean, I'd known that he and Cecily had had a thing, but that was back in third year, and I'd always thought he was over her. I resolutely pulled a piece of parchment and my quill towed me.

Dear George,

I am in desperate need of your oh-so-enviable romantic skills. But first, I must explain by listing my problems from most important to least important.

-Scorpius Malfoy

-Cecily Bell

-O.W.L.s

Yes. I am, and have been, in love with Scorpius Malfoy. Yeah, you know that sleepover we had over Christmas holiday? Er...There wasn't much sleeping. (Just kidding, but only about the sleepover. The rest is the complete and utter truth.)

So, will you help me, Georgie? Please, please, pleeeeeeaaaaassseee?

I knew you would. Thanks.

Love,

Rosie

P.S. This may be just a wee bit obvious, but don't tell Dad.

P.P.S. I'm serious.

P.P.P.S. Really. Don't do it. I've learned some pretty impressive hexes in my five years here at Hogwarts.

I folded the parchment up, and called my black horned owl, Kirk.

As I tied my letter to Kirk's ankle, I pondered my predicament. I mean, really. Who would've guessed I would be the one swooning after Scorp, after all those years I'd spent making fun of his adamant admirers. I sighed, then began getting ready for Quidditch practice.

"Here we go," I muttered, pulling on my gloves, and stepping out the door...

Only to find myself face to face with the very last person I wanted to see. There stood Scorpius, in all his lovable glory, his hand reaching up to ruffle his hair. "Oh, shit," I whispered.

a.n.:

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