Hello my fellow fanficers! guess what! A NEW CHAPTER!!! i wrote this in a day (which is quite surprising :S)

here y'all go, hope you enjoy it :D

Chapter 3

Albus POV

It's been an hour, and neither Scorp nor Rosie has returned from their little meeting.

HOLY SHIT! Rose has murdered Scorpius, he was so young, so inno-.

WAIT? What am I saying?| Scorpius was never innocent, that little man whore.

So here I am sitting in the Gryffindor common room with Hugo's iPod, that kid has some seriously wierd music tastes.

Who the fuck is Bring Me the Horizon? All this screaming is giving me a headache.

Scrolling up and down his artists, I come across Cute Is What We Aim For.

Finally some music which I can stand! "With that facade, you can do no wrong..." I sing absent-mindedly.

Jesus! Where are those two? I know they hate each other, but there are only so many insults that they can throw at each other....

Ah look, here comes my dear cousin Rosie.

Oh shit, she does not look like a happy bunny, she's bright red in the face and she's storming across the common room straight up to her room.

Oh fuck, what did Scorpius do now?

Speaking of the blonde twat (I'm such a nice friend really), here he comes now.

"Hey Scorp!" I call, but he doesn't even acknowledge me. How rude! I watch him stalk up the boys' stairs, not even looking at me.

Oh holy fucking Merlin, what is wrong with those two?

I'm not even going to bother to try and get them sort this out, it'll just end in tears, hexes, and a few broken bones (on Scorp's part).

For god's sake, why is everything so screwed up? I must be the worst best friend in the world.

I can't even fix the screwed up shit which goes on between those two.

THANK THE HEAVENS! AND MERLIN'S DIRTY GREY Y FRONTS (What the hell is wrong with me?)

Samantha has come through the door, she's my girlfriend and I love her so much.

"Hey love!" I call at her, she looks really tired, but she comes over all the same.

"Hey Al" she says softly before flopping on the sofa next to me, sighing.

I wrap my arms around her and pull her onto my lap, and kiss her hair. God she smells amazing.

"How are you sweetheart?" I ask as she snuggles into me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"I'm okay, Al, how 'bout you? You seemed too pensive for my liking, when I came in here." Aw I love how she cares for me.

"Eh, I'm okay, just a little worn out, Rose and Scorpius are fighting again"

Sam snorts, "When are they not fighting? I don't see why he just doesn't give up, Rose doesn't like him, she never has, and she never will."

"Hmm, I guess she won't" I say before kissing her on the top of her head. "I just wish I didn't have to choose between my best friends"

"Hey! Let's not forget that I'm your best friend too", Sam said indignantly.

"You have a valid point Samantha, but, it's more fun having you as a girlfriend." I say smiling.

"How so?" she asks looking up at me confusedly, she looks so cute. I lean down and press my lips to hers lightly.

Man I love this girl, if it's one thing that can keep my mind off whatever petty argument Scorpius and Rose are having, it's my gorgeous girlfriend.

Rose POV

Here I lie in my own pit of misery. I've cried rivers, lakes, fucking oceans!

All because of a twat named Scorpius Malfoy. Even his name makes me cry, because more fucking tears are dripping down my cheeks.

What the hell is wrong with me? I should not be in such a state over a fucking guy, especially not one called Scorpius Malfoy, that boy is just a magnet for disaster, oh crap, here come more frickin' tears.

I hate my life so much.

He makes me just want to slash my wrists in anger. (A/N: Rose isn't an emo, she's just pissed off to no end)

I pull out my iPod and put on "Miserable at Best" by Mayday Parade. That song always was good for depression.

As the lyrics penetrate my mind, more tears spill out.

I must look a right sight now puffy eyes and what not, why is everything so fucking complicated?

I tell Scorpius I love him, he tells me he loves me, we fucking kiss each other, and then he tells me that he can't date me because I'm not a pathetic shallow slut!

What the fuck? I deserve better than that, for god's sake.

I am soo done with that boy! He is the biggest prat in the history of prats.

He's so gorgeous though, those dreamy grey ey-. NO STOP ROSE! You hate that motherfucking bastard.

Oh too right I hate him, I hope he gets dumped by the next slut he asks out!

I glance at my watch. It's seven thirty, dinner. I can't be fucked to go, but if I don't I'll just get pestered by my cousins.

Pulling the hangings away from the bed, I heave myself out of it and pull off my robes, followed by my uniform.

Once I'm in my underwear, I pull out old jeans, a t-shirt and an old hoodie. After putting them on, I walk over to the bathroom and brush my hair.

My face looks terrible, my eyes are all puffed up and red.

I splash water all over my face and then properly wash it with face wash, and then brush my teeth.

Once I've done the basic cleansing process, I put some mascara and heavy eyeliner on, to conceal the puffiness.

It works! I look better and no one would ever be able to tell I'm heartbroken.

Oh god that sounds so pathetic!

I go back into my room, I put all my uniform on my bed so I can deal with it later.

I slip on my navy Converse, and grab my iPod, pushing the earphones in my ears and pressing PLAY. Some random Paramore song starts playing, and I stick my wand in my pocket, and head out of the door.

Slipping out of the common room and through the portrait hole, I walked slap-bang into the last person I wanted to see.

"Oof" I looked up into the grey eyes of Scorpius Malfoy.

"Ugh, watch where you're going Malfoy!" I snapped glaring at him.

"Oh back to last names are we Weasley?" he replied, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Well Malfoy, we are in fact, but this is hardly my fault, you brought this upon yourself." I said calmly, trying to hold the back the furious diatribe I was ready to launch at him.

"Now if you don't mind I'd quite like to go to dinner" I tried to move past him but he pulled me back so I was facing him again.

"Rose, I'm sorry, alright? I did not mean what I said, I was being an idiot"

"Malfoy, if I had a Galleon, for every time you apologised, and said you were an idiot, I would be richer than you" I said coldly. He looked seriously hurt at that comment, but I didn't care, he could feel some of my pain for once.

"Wow, Rose" he said hollowly, "You've finally done it, you've finally broken me."

For some reason I lost my temper at that comment, and for some other reason, tears were now streaming down my face.

"I broke you?" I said in deadly calm voice, "I BROKE YOU? ARE YOU HAVING A FUCKING GIGGLE MALFOY?! THESE LAST TWO YEARS HAVE BEEN HELL, BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU CONSTANTLY HAVE ME ON A STRING, AND I REFUSE TO BE LIKE THOSE OTHER GIRLS WHO FALL AT YOUR FEET AND LET YOU TOY WITH THEIR EMOTIONS. I DESERVE BETTER THAN THAT. I'M NOT DOING THAT TO MYSELF AND YOU DON'T GET TO DO THAT TO ME EITHER!"

I took a breath and glared at Malfoy through tears, shaking all over with anger.

Then I was pulled into Scorpius' arms, and he held me while I sobbed.

"Shh, come on Rose, calm down love, I'm here, I'll always be here" he said softly, and then kissing the top of my head.

What the hell am I doing to myself? I've stopped crying, but I'm still in the arms of the boy I wanted to kill only an hour ago.

I want to push him off of me and tell him to leave me alone, but I like being in his arms.

No Rose, get a grip woman! This is the boy who broke your heart, leaving you to pick up the pieces.

I hate this so much, all this fighting, crying, and constant anger.

Why the fuck is God constantly trying to make my life hell?

I bet you he thinks, "Let's make Rose Weasley's life full of sexual tension and misery, just because it's entertaining".

Sadistic bastard!

I love how these thoughts are going through my head, and Scorpius still has his arms around me.

Unwillingly, I push him off me, and he raises his eyebrows, "What?" he said looking confused.

"What do you mean "what"?" I asked, looking at him, just as confused.

"Why'd you push me off?" he said looking almost hurt.

"Because we shouldn't be hugging, it could give people the wrong idea." I said seriously.

"That's bullshit Rose and you know it, you never cared about what people thought about you before, what's changed now?"

"The fact that I was hugging the person who I've hated for the last five years" I snapped, scowling at him.

"You hate me?"

"How could I not hate you Scorp, you've messed me about so much" I said sadly.

"I guess I can't blame you, but in all fairness to me, I have been trying to get my head around this situation, I just don't know what to do anymore to be perfectly honest", he gave me a sad smile and reached out to stroke my cheek. I let him, despite my mind was telling me to kick him in the balls.

"So what do we do now?" I asked as he left my face and started playing with my hair.

"I dunno," he said shrugging, "You hate me at the moment, so I don't want to ask you out."

"I'm sorry Scorp, I don't want to hate you at all, but I can't love you. I can't have my heart broken again."

He looked so miserable it was unbelievable, "Rose, I know I can't make you forgive me no matter how many times I apologise, but please don't hate me, I don't think I could live with it"

"I can't help it! You told me you loved me, than tell me you can't date me, because I'm not the kind of girl you usually date. What the hell is up with that Scorpius? That makes no frickin' sense to me!" I could feel more tears coming, but I refused to cry again.

"I know that Rose!" he snapped, "You think I wanted to say that? I hate myself for saying that! But I honestly didn't mean it. At least not in the sense you thought I meant it". Huh? What the hell did he mean by that?

"Well what did you mean than, Scorp?" I ask not in an angry way just out of curiosity.

"I meant that dating you could be different. To tell you the truth, I've honestly had enough with girls, who think makeup is a necessity. I wanted a down to earth girl who would like me for me, not my looks, not my wealth. Someone- someone like you Rose" he looked up at me hopefully.

I really should stop staring at him and say something.

He's leaning in, oh fucking hell, do something Rose god dammit! I push him away by the shoulders,

"No Scorp, don't, please?"

He looks a little wounded, but he covers it up succesfully,

"Ok"

"Thank you, Scorp, but I can't go out with you, I just can't do that to myself. I can't let you break my heart again. I'm tired of being hurt." Scorpius looked so hurt.

I wanted to cry for him at his next words.

"Ok, I understand" he said hollowly, before turning and walking in the opposite direction, leaving me with tears in my eyes and wondering if I'd made a huge mistake.

Deep stuff huh? poor Scorpius, the next chapter will be in his POV

Hope you guys enjoyed this, even if it was a tad depressing....

Danny x