SPOV
I saw her running; running away, far, far away. So naturally, as the charming "Prince" I am, I went after her.
"Rose!" I screamed while trying to catch up. God she can run fast. I thought to myself. Why is she running anyways? "Rose!" I yelled again. After I had yelled her name a few more times and gotten her to slow down a bit, she spun around and slaped me across the face. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" I screamed while feeling my aching cheek. "THAT, Malfoy was for chasing me like I was your dog, WHICH I MOST CERTIANLY AM NOT! Now just leave me be, and let me deal with my issues. ALONE." She stalked off after giving me an icy death glare that could even send hell into an ice age.
Did she reallythink that was going to happen? That I was just going to leave her be after chasing her for a good 5 mins? Think again Rose Weasley. This is Scorpius Malfoy you are dealing with; and I will most certainly not leave you alone.
"ROSE! Rose wait!" I screamed as she walked away. All of a sudden, she spun around and practically spat in my face. "What do you want Malfoy? Just get it over with because right now, I am honestly not in the mood to deal with you and your shenanigans." She was red in the face from all that huffing and puffing-a true ginger from head to toe.
"Well weasel," I started slowly as I walked around her, hands behind my back, "I want to help you hex whoever you're going to hex, becauseobviouslya young weasel like yourself needs some help when it comes to the art of hexing." I smiled as I came to a halt in front of her.
"Oh wipe that grin off your cocky-ferret-face Malfoy. I don't need your help to hex anyone, which I wasn't even going to do in the first place-"Rose smiled devilishly as she slowly finished her sentence. "Unless you wantto see yourself as an actual ferret Malfoy, which I would not mind helping you with. My dad has told me stories of how Professor Moody turned your father into a ferret during their fourth year. I wouldn't mind passing on that lovely family tradition to you. And I wasn't running to go hex someone, ferret face, I was running because I was pissed and needed to burn off some steam. Is that such an alien concept to you Malfoys? Or do you just deal with your stress by killing people?
I stared at her in disbelief as she smirked at me.
"That's what I thought." She said as she waltzed away. She got about 10 feet away from me before she added one more thing, "Oh! And see you at school ferret! Who knows, maybe you will become an actual ferret this year?"
As she walked away, I muttered to myself, "Filthy little weasel, calling me a ferret...things shall be interesting this year at Hogwarts; she'll be the one that gets turned into an animal, not me." I chuckled darkly to myself as we went our separate ways.