Author's Note: Here was last weeks Challenge: How old was Juliet? (I will accept two answers but only 1 is technically correct)

The prize would have been virtual hugs *SOBS* but I guess im gross and nobody even tried to do it *SOBS* except one person who's answer was 16 or 17... Even though it was wrong I LOVE YOU AND YOU WERE -LightAshCrazyMuffin Thank you SO much for reviewing

Alas that is wrong I am sorry the correct answer was : 13! She was turning 14 over the summer :(

Well I guess you all don't love me or my hugs but on with the story! (P.S. This weeks prize will be MUCH better then hugz)

Chapter 3:

Rose sat tapping her quill against her desk. It was the last class of the day and her whole mindset was on eating dinner and meeting her Raven at quarter to midnight.

She couldn't help but become excited about it. After she agreed Three months ago they grew to be so close. She has yet to learn who he was, and he had not the slightest clue about her. Yet he was the only one who knew her. She sounded sappy and she hated it. If any of her family found out she'd never hear the end of it.

He knew her inside and out he let her talk and she turned off her brain. She told him some things she never even knew she felt. Like how she lives in the shadow of all her family. She had a deep fear of putting her family name to shame after how hard they all worked to get to wear they are. How she feels they were all disappointed she was the only Ravenclaw and that she had to try even harder to make her parents proud. Also, That no matter how hard she tried she couldn't make her own father proud. He'd only bark orders and tells her to do better, that he sees her as incompetent even though he hasn't the slightest clue on what the word means.

She knew him even if he proffered not to share.

He was quiet, but only because he fears the ridicule he's been put through. He's brave. Much more so than anyone in Slytherin or Gryffindor, yet when he put on the hate he kept chanting the name of the house he wanted, but he refused to be in either. He wanted to make a difference in the world as someone nobody would expect. He wants to prove every judgmental person wrong. He is deeply afraid to let people in. She expects not even his family has seen his true colors he always described their intentions good at heart, but they were proper and practical. Always serious. He's this way because he is too terrified of disappointing people. He's also afraid of people thinking he needs someone and he doesn't he has done so much, come so far all on his own that he knows he needs nobody to survive, he just wants others to see that.

Lately he has been opening up more. He has such hard times trusting people. He is always let down every time. In reality though he really dos want someone who will never leave him someone who will fight and stand by his side, and strangely enough she feels the same way. She just wants to show him she cares. She's like him. She's just too scared to admit this to him.

She's not a gryffindor she's not her cousins she is not brave. She's not independent no matter how bad she wants to be. She isn't good enough for her own father, how could she ever be good enough for him.

Her mind began racing with thoughts of him. He did fill her dreams though, each appearance he made he was wearing the raven costume. She plucked every detail she could from that costume he wore so long ago. She has deduced that he is most likely in Ravenclaw. He has bleach blonde hair. His chin is pointed and his smile has perfectly straight teeth with dimples on both of his paled cheeks. The mask took up most of his face and the only other part she remembered were his steal-grey eyes. His form was tall, well taller than her at least. He was thin but you could tell he had some sort of muscle to him. Thia meant he was either a quidditch player or focused specifically on working out. If he was on the quidditch team in the past she had to know him. She had no clue at all who this would be. No one matched his personality. No one amounted to him.

"Miss. Weasley… Ahem, Miss Weasley." Her professor said for what had to be the fourth time.

She remained unfazed and her distant gaze still locked in place.

Transfiguration was a joint class with Gryffindor thankfully and Albus began poking rose repeatedly. "Roseeeee. Rosie Posie. Rose! ROSE." He chanted as he poked her.

"For Merlin's sake! FIRECRACKER! Bloody wake up!" Said an annoyed figure in the front of the classroom. This comment made Rose spring out of her daze.

Her face flushed of all color and her cheeks started tingeing pink as her blush spread quickly. She didn't even register that Malfoy was the one who made the crude comment. Even if she had she wouldn't have had time to think of a witty remark.

"S-sorry Professor, I was just erm… thinking?"

"Well, Miss Weasley you will have plenty of time to think while you spend detention with me tomorrow night. Until then you can focus your thoughts now on the essay I'm assigning this class on the proper wand technique due this Friday." Said the old women.

Rose rolled her eyes and just as she was about to complain another voice spoke up from the front row, "Thanks a lot Firecracker, because of your incompetence we all must wallow in your shadow way to go Red."

Rose began to stutter out her apologies as the rest of the class moaned and groaned.

"Mr. Malfoy maybe spending some time with Miss. Weasley in detention would help you figure out a way to control that temper of yours."

"but Professor…"

"No buts Malfoy. Now class dismissed." Malfoy angrily stalked out of the room and to the great hall sitting at the far end of the table.

"Something's wrong with him. I mean even for Malfoy that's odd behavior." Rose told Albus as they walked into the Great-hall themselves.

"Who cares He's Malfoy Probably just didn't get his daddy's present on time or something."

"Al, do you ever think about what happened on the train this year. You know, how he snapped at us. You think maybe it is our fault. We are ruddy awful to the bloke."

"Fine then Rosie Posie why don't you go talk to the slimy git and tell me how it goes."

"What? You too scared Al? I thought you were a Gryffindor." She told him rolling her eyes.

"I thought you were smart, he won't talk to you."

"Well I can try…" Rose said walking over to scorpius who's head was buried into a book.

Rose cleared her throat before saying, "Umm… Hello."

He looked up at her quizzically and shot her a look of pure disgust. He said nothing though and returned to angrily pushing his food around his plate.

She sat down next to him and nervously put her hair behind her ear as she racked her brain for something to say. She probably should have thought this through more.

"So I was thinking…" She started but was cut off by him chuckling.

"Wow congratulations sorry I don't have a medal for you.", His voice dripping with sarcasm on every word.

"You know you're making this extremely hard to be nice."

"What's this all about, firecracker?" He asked unamused.

"I was just thinking about what you said on the train earlier and the more I thought I guess I figured that.. Uh… I suppose one could say that I have been feeling a smidge, well Uh guilty I guess…." She stuttered out her words she bit her tongue the moment the awful word left her lips. She had just admitted she was WRONG she apologized. To make it all worse it wasn't to just anyone it was SCORPIUS. Her rival since first year.

She expected him to relish in the moment and mock her about it nonstop. She thought he'd never forget this moment of pure agonizing weakness. She wouldn't even look at him now. She would give up the moment she saw his smug arrogant little smirk. That was not her mission. She wasn't done yet. She knew what she had to say and as painful as it was she had to do it.

She inhaled deeply, "What I'm trying to say is that I can't think of a time when you made fun of one of us where we didn't start it. I was hypocritical and I suppose that this is my form of apologizing for being so awful to you in the past years we've known each other."

She didn't dare to crack her eyes open she just turned around to walk back to albus trying desperately to escape the soon to be coming insults and ridicule.

"Rose, ugh, Wait." He complained.

She stopped and said, "I know I deserve it just come on and get it over with."

He chuckled slightly but not out of mockery. She opened her eyes and what she saw frightened her more than his evil little smirk.

His face was kind and his stone grey eyes held appreciation. His thin mouth was in a small smile.

"As much as I know I shall regret this… would you like to eat with me tonight?"

Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She quickly shook it off and nodded as she said, "I'd like that."

She went to sit down and he grabbed her elbow, "No not here. I get enough tripe in the great hall alone if you're seen with me I'd bring you down as well. Follow me I know a place we can go."

She grabbed a plat and followed him. She shot a glance at Al who was shooting her daggers.

She pretended as if she never seen it and continued following scorpius.

They ended up going to the library and she chuckled, "This is your sanctuary place. I'm sure if anyone wanted to find you badly enough they'd find you in here."

"Correct but they won't in… Here." He said as he opened a bookcase-door." How had she not known about this? It was only a tiny room. It wasn't anything special, sort of like an extended walk in closet. It had a desk and about four chairs and a tiny blue loveseat.

"Scorpius, how'd you find this?" She asked amazed.

"When you hide-out in the Library all your free time you spot things, things like hinges on the side of a bookcase." He shrugged and sat at the desk with his food.

She beside him and they ate in an awkward silence before he said, "Thank you, for apologizing. If it makes you feel better I supposed I'm sorry as well."

"For what?"

"You know, I could be nicer, even if you do start things I shouldn't retort. It probably hurts your feelings."

"Honestly? I just brushed it all off, it's just in the moment. I have an awful temper. I really do but I never mean anything I say, honest."

"I do. I always mean every word…. Firecracker." He said slyly with an amused smile hinting he was joking. She smirked at him.

"Oh that's fine, but at least my name isn't Scorpius Hyperion. My parents actually loved me."

"Ouch, that was a cheap shot Rosie Posie it really was." He said laughing his eyes sparkling with mirth.

"So are the cracks about my hair!" She stated with the same tone of merriment.

"Oh, you know I'm kidding… It works for you. Not so much for the pack of vultures you call cousins…. But on you it works."

"Why A compliment? From Scorpius? I must be dreaming." She said sarcastically.

"Don't get too used to it ,firecracker."

"You know you aren't half bad Scorpius."

"Likewise." He stated

"So… Are we… You know? Friends?" She asked confused.

"I suppose if you wish it would do us no harm."

"It would be nice to not get detention in all my classes because of arguing with you."

"So Friends."

"Yes, friends. That being said, dinner's about done and I have-er- plans later tonight that I should be getting ready for."

"As do I Weasley, We should get back to our common room." He said standing up.

He followed him and bit her lip nervously debating the question that had been eating her since he asked her to eat with him.

He seemed to catch her nervous display and said, "Go ahead ask, I am in no place to criticize."

"Why, well, I suppose I just want to know why you forgave me so easily why you didn't mock me or laugh. You forgave me instantly and it's just. I would never be that forgiving."

"Well that's simple, I'm not a bad person and me mocking you would only prove you insults from m to be right. I would be living out my stereotype. I want to prove people wrong about me. I'm a good person, Rose. I don't receive any joy from others pain and misery. You were sincere with me and honest. You respected me and were willing to accept me. You get what you give."

"Wow, that's probably one of the smartest things I've ever heard anyone say."

"That tends to happen when you're talking to a genius." He told her smugly as he gave her a cheeky wink.

"Oh, Genius now are you?"

"Why of course."

They both laughed and continued their walk to the common room. Rose began wondering why she ever disliked him in the first place. He was nice, and funny. He would have been a good friend he already was. How could she have been so immature so naïve she let a chance at a good long friendship pass.

She can't even remember when they started hating each other or how it began.

They finally reached the common room and she smiled at him and said, "I'll see you at quidditch practice tomorrow? It'll be a whole lot easier not hating the captain."

He smiled back and said, "As it shall be equally easy not loathing my famous seeker."

She rolled her eyes in his choice of words. She began to wonder why it was he sounded like he was stuck in the 18th century at time and others he sounded, well, normal.

The portrait spoke, "What starts with a 'T' ends in a 'T' and has T in it?"

She thought for a split second before saying, "Oh a Teapot!" The portrait swung open and He offered her a curt nod and her, a smile to him. After that they went their separate ways.

She began to get ready as she transfigured herself. When she was finished she waited on her bed and decided to take a quick nap.

She woke up and started her walk down to the library. To her surprise he was also exiting the boys staircase at the exact same moment.

"Hey you!"

He looked at her and smiled, "I guess you know what house I'm in now."

"I already knew. In fact. I'm rather close to figuring out who you are." She said smugly.

"You mean you haven't yet? Shocker."

"I could have if I wanted to.."

"You don't want to know?" He asked confused.

"Not really.."

"Why not?"

"The same reason you have not found out who I was yet. I'm scared because I know the moment you find out you'll leave and now. I've grown so accustomed to you being there and being able to tell you things that when you're gone… I guess I've gotten to the point where I'd be hurt…" She said easily

"And that's proof right there I would never willingly admit that to anyone except you."

"That's not true. Your scared to find out who I am because you think you won't like me your afraid I'm somebody you won't be able to stand." He snapped at her

"How dare you say that? How could you? You. You know I wouldn't if ANYONE Knows then it's you I thought you were someone I could trust? Someone who Wouldn't judge me." She said, but instead of her usually anger her voice cracked. Her eyes shot daggers but her voice was obviously hurt.

"I'm sorry. It's just today's been confusing. I keep thinking something awful is about to happen."

"Why would something awful happen?"

"Today has been all around tolerable."

"Wow! A good day? Gee who would have thought it!" She said trying desperately to lighten the mood.

He chuckled at her attempts and he said, "You know, I do know a lot about you I just can't place who exactly you could be I never met such a temperamental, Stubborn, Strange, emotional, caring, good-natured person. You are one in a million."

"I don't think so. To be fair I gave it thought, but I could have analyzed the details more specifically and found out by now. I like calling you Raven though."

He let out a slight chuckle at her statement and she blushed fiercely as she said, "What? Okay I know its stupid but that's what you were when we first met."

He shook his head and said, "No it's not that its just…" He paused for a moment before continuing "Its funny, I call you Fire-angel."

She smiled slightly and said, "This is stupid isn't it? We both like each other. We know everything about each other except our names."

"What are you saying? You want us to drop the charms then?" He said sounding a bit nervous.

She nodded and he pulled out his wand. She put her hand on it and said, "Wait."

They were sitting side by side on the common room couch no one else was there it was so silent one could hear the drop of a single pin.

She put her hand on the crick of his neck and looked up at him, "before we do this, I was just wondering if you'd possibly consider…"

He cut her off by crashing a fierce kiss to her lips. This kiss was much like their first. One of passion and need. Both their lips glided hungrily against each other. Her hand found its way to his hair and his lay on the small of her back. He pulled her close to her.

The kiss had not ended until both of their need for air became too strong to overpower.

She smiled shyly and said softly, "Yeah that."

She then took her wand out and said, "ready?"

"As long as you are." He told her simply

She nodded and undid her transfiguration and shut her eyes tightly.

There was no going back now.

Then she heard it the familiar voice. She knew that voice.

"Rose?" It asked her in complete shock.

It couldn't have been…. It can't be.

She cracked her eyes open. It was confirmed as the face of a blonde haired grey eyes boy who's jaw was dropping down to the floor and eyes wider then basketballs stared at her.

Her expression than mimicked his as she said, "MALFOY?!"

Authors Note: SO what did ya thinkkkkk? Haha I liked this chappy... It had character. Now the next chapter shall be based solely on Romeo and Juliet! Haha I had already typed it! I want to post it so bad but made myself promise I wont until I get at LEAST 3 reviews on this chappy :) PLEASE REVIEWWW!

CHALLENGE BELLOW THE PRIZE IS A GOOD ONE PLEASE READ.

Now the prize will be you get to make a MAJOR decision in the story... Believe it's good hehehe... If you get it correct and you're the first one to I will PM you. If your not first I will still pm you and you will help in a less major decision...Maybe ;) haha well here is the challenge

Challenge: Where does the play take place? AND who is Juliet's Fiancée?

REVIEW! (P.S. I will not post the next chappy until I get at LEAST 3 reviews on this chappy)