Hello :) Here is Chapter 3! I'm no completely happy with it: I wrote it couple of days ago, after snow cancelled school :D and I was bored. It was going to be a one-shot, but it turned out to be longer than I expected, so I thought I might as well publish it in this story :) Sorry if you find it unrelated/tedious for the story-it wasn't originally meant to be part of it, but I added a couple of things to do with it, so I hope that will make it a bit better?! Anyway, it's not my finest chapter to be honest :L

Thank you to kittyhawk09 and 33Lebasi33 for reviewing- in answer to your questions,33Lebasi33, yes, Rose is in Gryffindor-I must have forgotten to mention that! Also, yes there is a time gap in the first and second sections in Chapter 2, they are two weeks apart.

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She peered out to see if the coast was clear. The enemy had been here half a minute ago: she could still hear their voices fading away. There had been two of them, and she was very lucky neither of them looked up, or they would have seen her, sitting in the branches of the large tree, and all would have been lost. She jumped lightly down, and gingerly, she tread softly forwards, trying not to make a sound. She was light on her feet- her dad had always said she would have been useful when they had been on the run from the Death Eaters. It was difficult though. The snow made a loud crunching noise as she walked, so he followed in their footsteps, jumping from footprint to footprint, hoping she would make less noise if she walked on already crunched snow.

She stopped to listen. All was quiet. She couldn't even hear their voices now. The snow seemed to have taken away not only view of the ground, but all noise. She carried on, knowing she would never catch up with them and get her wand back if she kept on stopping. Suddenly, the footprints came to a halt. They must have noticed their mistake in leaving tracks, and started wiping them as they went. Either that or this whole thing had been a decoy.

Once again, she wondered where everyone else had gone. She had left Scorpius in the middle of a battle. Her friend had shouted for her to "RUN!" and she ran, sprinting around the corner, and climbing up the nearest tree, knowing that someone would come looking for her eventually. It was a cowardly thing to do, leaving Scorpius on his own to face the opposition, but she really was no use to anyone without a wand, and Scorpius knew that. Someone, she didn't know who, had disarmed her as she left the cover of the castle, and she had been helpless, having Scorpius as her only protection- Albus was nowhere to be seen. And now, she couldn't find her wand.

Suddenly, she heard a noise coming from above her, very faint, but definitely there. She was silent, listening.

Something above her was breathing heavily. She gasped, when she realised that someone invisible was floating right above her head, probably just waiting for the right moment to attack. She walked briskly away, hoping that whoever it was had not realised that she knew they were there.

Something wet and cold connected with the back of her head, catching her by surprise, the force of it pushed him over into the snow.

"You should never attack anyone when they are unarmed" Rose said scrambling to her feet, as another snowball came hurtling her way, striking her in the face. Her wand fell to the floor a short distance away, and Rose ran to it, dodging large lumps of snow as she went. She held the oak handle affectionately. It was Phoenix feather cored, and she never felt completely safe without it. Unfortunately, her wand couldn't protect her from the onslaught from an invisible attacker.

"TAKE OFF THE CLOAK, JAMES!" Rose shouted, directing her glare at where she presumed her cousin, with whom she very much enjoyed a friendly rivalry, was floating on his broom. She knew there was no way she could win this battle, when she couldn't even see her opponent. She was answered with a snowball in the stomach, making her keel over. Why couldn't they have done shield charms yet?

"SHOW YOURSELF, YOU COWARD! YOU'RE NOT FIT TO BE A GRYFFINDOR! YOU'RE TOO SCARED TO SHOW YOURSELF!" Rose screamed. She knew it was over the top, but James wouldn't like it one bit. She was right about that, but it wasn't James who pulled the cloak off, tucking it into his robe. It was Scorpius. He was grinning wickedly.

"YOU! YOU BACKSTABBING TRAITOROUS... TURNCOAT! YOU'RE WITH THEM?" She was answered with another snowball. Two could play at that game. Rose summoned a large handful of snow with her wand, and directed it at Scorpius, who dodged it easily. He really was good at Quidditch.

"Stop!" moaned Rose through another facefull of snow.

"If you stop, I'll stop" answered Scorpius.

"Fine then" said Rose, wanting nothing more than to go back into the common room. Either that, or hex Scorpius. She was good at the Jellylegs Jinx, but she wasn't completely sure what the counter curse was, and she didn't want to hurt her friend too much. Scorpius flew to the ground, and landed lightly.

"Where did you get my uncle's cloak from anyway?" Rose asked curiously.

"It was on Albus' bed. He really needs to stop leaving things lying around."

"Scorpius! You should be ashamed! Sometimes I wonder why you weren't put in Slytherin!"

Scorpius looked very pained at this statement, and Rose instantly regretted saying it. After an awkward silence, Scorpius cleared his throat.

"Don't worry about that, listen! They have made a giant pile of snowballs on the roof of Greenhouse 2, and Albus" (here Rose frowned. She should have guessed that he had abandoned her too) "is keeping guard. If we summon you a broom, we can ambush them!"

"Fine. Accio broom!" said Rose, holding out her wand. Scorpius, who was very much enjoying Charms, and had already started trying fourth year spells had persuaded Albus and Rose to help him practise.
They could now successfully perform simple attacking charms, and the summoning charm. It had proven difficult to learn, but incredibly useful, especially when you couldn't be bothered to go and get something. Her dad's old broom whizzed towards her through the air after a while, and nearly knocked her off balance as she caught it. Her parents had given it to her for Christmas: her dad had a better broom now- the Firebolt model 4, and although Rose enjoyed watching it, she was useless at Quidditch, but she loved to fly, and so they had sent it to her, balanced between two owls in a package for Christmas Day.

"Right, let's go" she said, swinging her leg over the broom, and they kicked off the ground.

Scorpius shivered again, as they took off into the icy wind. He grinned, as the slightly annoyed look on Rose's face was wiped away at the spectacular view of the unfamiliarly white and slightly sparkling Hogwarts and the surrounding countryside.

Soon after Rose had left, Scorpius had joined forces with James and Fred, knowing that if he won their trust, he could find out what their plans of action were, and then he, Rose and Albus could ambush them. He had agreed this with Albus beforehand- they couldn't tell Rose because she would probably blow their cover, and they couldn't all join forces, otherwise there would be no enemy. The simple twenty minute snowball fight had become a full scale war which lasted the entire morning, and neither side was prepared to relent.

Scorpius' grin suddenly fell from his face as he remembered what Rose had said before. "You're not fit to be a Gryffindor!" Scorpius knew that Albus thought he was James at the time, and he didn't really mean it, but it still stung. And then "Sometimes I wonder why you weren't put in Slytherin". That had stung even more because he knew that she really meant it. It seemed to indirectly prove the feeling that Scorpius had that he didn't quite fit in.

He still hadn't told his parents the truth. He had told them he would stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, because 'his friends were too', so they had agreed, although they both wanted him home apparently. The truth was that Scorpius simply couldn't face them yet. Sometime over the holidays, someone would ask him whether he had 'gotten a lot of points for Slytherin yet' or 'what he thought of the dungeons', and he would have to tell them that no, he had got no points for Slytherin; Many for Gryffindor, the house that the Malfoys had been against for as long as Scorpius could tell, and he had never, and never would set foot in the Slytherin underground common room. So he, Albus, Rose, and their older cousins James and Fred had stayed at Hogwarts. It had been a good Christmas. Not quite the same as normal, because he missed his family, but he was with his best friends, so it didn't really matter. There were just five of them at Hogwarts for the holidays. Apparently, it was the least amount of students still at school for a very long time, but it was good. They had free roam of the castle, and access to the large prefect bathroom, where there was a bath the size of a swimming pool. It was used for exactly this purpose almost every night. Scorpius wished that every Christmas holiday would be like this from now on.

He hadn't wanted snow though. Scorpius had always hated snow. It was cold. It was wet. People had the tendency to throw it at you. It didn't even get you off school, like some muggle schools Scorpius was told, (although they were on holiday now, so it didn't really matter). It took a lot of coaxing, then bribing, then threatening at wand point for Rose and Albus to force him out of the door. He didn't really know why he had let them: they probably didn't know enough spells to do him much damage, being only first years. They pushed him outside, from the warmth of the castle, and into the firing range of James and Fred, who were waiting in ambush.
Teams were soon established, and unestablished, as Rose found out, and then re-established, and still, the war went on. This, Scorpius thought, would be the Battle that would go down in history. The Battle of Hogwarts, January 2018.

Stop thinking now, Scorpius. He thought, as the Greenhouses came into sight. You need to concentrate...

When they reached the greenhouses, they saw Albus guarding the roof of Greenhouse 2 on his broom. He was no great flyer: he had not inherited the talent for flying from his parents, and was wobbling around on the broom, as if it was trying to shake him off.

"Where are the others?" asked Rose, as they drew next to him.

"They've gone to find you two. I think they smell a rat- they know we double crossed them."

"Are we going to attack when they come back?" asked Scorpius, looking to Albus for leadership.

"Just get under the cloak, both of you, and we'll work it out as we go along" answered Albus. "Quickly- I think I hear them coming back"

They were coming back, James, with his messy black hair whipping around him in the wind, and Fred, his face almost identical to his father, and supposedly his uncle, both brandishing Beater's bats, and looking mischievous. In relief, Scorpius realised that they hadn't seen them yet, and he grabbed the invisibility cloak, and flung it over himself and Rose. The three of them had been under the cloak before, sneaking around Hogwarts in the dark, but it was a lot more awkward and difficult not to fall, for two people to be under a cloak on different broomsticks. He was suddenly aware of the close proximity between himself and Rose, but he pushed this to the back of his mind. At least it was big enough for the two of them to be covered.

He could hear their voices now. They had reached the greenhouse, and were expressing their confusion at not finding Rose and Scorpius.

Rose started to fly forwards ready to attack, forgetting that they had to move at the same time. Scorpius let out a small yelp, and pulled Rose back.

"Wait a minute!" he whispered. "Idiot, we need to go at the same time. Now, forwards!" They moved forwards as one, flying close to the greenhouse, making no noise. That was until Scorpius felt a sneeze coming. Frantically, he pinched his nose, hoping he could prevent the noise, but it was too late. The noise was so loud and sudden; Rose nearly fell off her broom in shock. The spell was broken. James and Fred's heads whipped around, and Scorpius saw them ready their wands, to make the snowballs attack. Rose elbowed him hard in the ribs for his stupidity, and accidentally pushed Scorpius out of the safety of the cloak, and into the target range of James Potter and Fred Weasley. Thus, the Battle of the Greenhouses began.

"For Merlin's sake, Rose!" shouted Scorpius as, with a combined effort, James and Fred's snowballs hovered in mid-air, and then threw themselves at him. He dodged them somehow, but they seemed to have locked in on him, because they changed direction, and one hundred snowballs threw themselves at him again. He guessed he deserved it: he had made a few of them himself. He flew close to where he had left Rose.

"A little help would be appreciated!" he shouted, hoping Albus and Rose would stop laughing at the spectacle of their friend being chased by a wave of snowballs.

Finally, Albus remembered that he was a wizard, and unlike Scorpius, he wasn't completely preoccupied at that moment. "Finite Incantatem!" he shouted, waving his wand in the direction of the chase, hoping that he wouldn't hit Scorpius. The snowballs fell to the ground, and Rose, still under the cover of the cloak, levitated them, and then sent them flying at the greenhouse. Albus flew away just in time to avoid being pummelled, but Fred and James didn't see them coming, and were hit head on by a wave of snow. They swung their bats around wildly, trying to break up the snowballs before they hit them, but it was no use. The battle was won.

James and Fred wouldn't give up so easily though. Shaking snow from their hair and clothes, they summoned more snowballs, and flung them at the others, some missing, but most hitting their mark. Rose, who had taken off the cloak to free up her wand arm, and was fairly close to her cousins was hit with such force that she half fell from her broom, and was hanging upside down, holding onto the handle with her arms and legs for dear life, looking very much like one of the muggle trapeze artists at the circus their grandfather had taken them to last year. Her broom kept on flying, Rose screaming as she flew directly towards Greenhouse 3.

Scorpius gasped. He had heard that the third years were looking after Mandrakes in Greenhouse 3. If Rose smashed into there, there could be terrible consequences. Scorpius flew right into the side of Rose's uncontrolled broom, and pushed it to the side.

"Thanks" she said, as Scorpius helped her back into an upright position. "It's lucky I didn't fall off..."

James and Fred, realising that the danger was over, carried on with their assault from the roof of Greenhouse 2. This continued for a long time, until finally, with a badly aimed swung of the Beater's bat on James' part, the heavy bat smashed through the thick glass of the greenhouse, setting of several Caterwauling charms. James uttered a few choice words, as he and Fred flew quickly off the roof and landed on the ground. Professor Longbottom was hurrying towards them, looking worried.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Um... I hit the roof by accident" said James. "Honest, it was an accident!"

"Thank Merlin it wasn't Greenhouse 3. That has Mandrakes in it, you know" said Neville. He quickly repaired the roof, and turned to them.

"If anyone asks, heavy snowfall made the roof crack" he said grinning.

"Thank you, Neville!" said Rose, beaming. Scorpius had forgotten that the Potters and the Weasleys were good friends with Professor Longbottom, and they were lucky that it was him, and not any of the other teachers that had come out to see what had happened.

"No problem Rose, just keep away from the Greenhouses please" he said, and he walked away, back to the castle.

Shivering, and soaking, ankle deep in snow, the five of them followed Neville, having just realised how cold they really were, and knowing that the warmth of the kitchens and several cups of hot chocolate were waiting for them. The armistice had been signed, a truce had been called, and the war was over.

Albus, Rose and I won though, for sure. Thought Scorpius triumphantly.

So yeah, there it is: the rather pointless and unrelated chapter. Sorry about that :L Anyway, please tell me what you think!