A/N: And I'm back. I know it's been a while since I last updated, and I'm sorry. And it's going to be a while before I post again. This is because I'm waiting for someone (you know who you are) to review. Do you want me to post more? Go bug snailz_r_awesome. Because I'm not updating until she reviews.


A handsome owl tapped on the window.

"Go away." Rose said into her pillow. Someone opened the window.

The owl poked its head through Rose's hangings.

"Go away." She said again, voice muffled.

She felt the owl land on her back.

"Go away."

The owl complied, but not before it dropped a letter on her head.

"Go away."

The letter didn't listen. Rose groaned and sat up.

The familiar handwriting on the front told Rose who had sent it before she even opened the letter.

"Go away, Scorpius." She growled, throwing the letter at the foot of her bed. It fluttered to a rest around her knees.


The owl fluttered back into the owlery.

"Did she read it?" Scorpius asked the owl. It didn't answer.

"She didn't read it." Scorpius sighed, "Of course she didn't read it. I wouldn't have read it. I would have torn it to bits and then set it on fire."

He turned pleadingly to the owl, "Please tell me she didn't burn it."

The owl flew up to the rafters.

"You're no help."

Lily Potter flounced into the owlery. Her family's owl flew down to her.

She gave the owl a stack of letters, "One's to Mum and Dad, and one's from Rose to her parents that she gave me two weeks ago-"

Scorpius growled at Rose's name. Lily spun around.

She regarded him with slight curiosity before turning back to the owl, "And one's actually for Rose, because she's locked up in Ravenclaw tower and she won't talk to me, even when I manage to answer the question correctly and get to her dorm."

Scorpius froze on his way out of the tower.

"And Albus wanted me to send this one to Rose too, because he can't even get into her dorm, but he's sure she'll talk to him if he can get to her,"

Poor innocent, talkative Lily Potter.

"And James wanted me to send this a month ago. It's to Mum. And that one- I don't know who it's to, but James gave it to me today. I think it's to a girl, but don't tell him I said that."

The owl flew out the window.

"Wait, I'm not done!" Lily called after it.

"The owl will figure it out." Scorpius said, coming up behind her.

"Oh, you're still here." Lily said, "What do you want?"

"Why is Rose upset?" Scorpius asked.

"She won't tell me. All I know is that she keeps muttering 'stupid mindless Slytherin git.' " Lily cocked her head like a curious puppy, "Maybe she means Albus. He's Slytherin. What'd he do?"

"Oh, she doesn't mean Albus." Scorpius muttered.


Lily ripped open the hangings around Rose's four-poster. "I'm not leaving until you talk to me!"

"Go away, Lily."

"No." Lily said, sitting on Rose's bed. "Scorpius-"

"Don't you dare mention that stupid mindless git!" Rose snapped.

"Why not?"

"I hate him. He's a Malfoy."

"Okay." Rose said, "Then I have a friend in third year, and she was going to meet a boy in Hogsmeade so they could study Potions. Only he was late because of Quidditch. And when he got there, she wasn't there. So he waited, and waited and waited. And then he saw her running past with her cousin, only he didn't realise it was her cousin, and he was really mad because they were really good friends even if no one knew that, and they were supposed to study and instead she was running amok with some boy. But then he found out she was with her cousin and he was really, really, sorry, but she hasn't forgiven him because she wouldn't listen to him. But it was all a big misunderstanding and she should make up with him and live happily ever after. Studying."

"Real subtle, Lily." Rose sighed.

"You have to at least talk to him, Rose."

"No, Lily, I really don't."

"I didn't want to do this." Lily gripped Rose's hair and yanked.

"Ow." Rose protested.

"Come with me or I'll lead you by your hair like a hippogriff."

"And, like a hippogriff, if you try to lead me by force I'll hurt you." Rose said, twirling her wand.

"Didn't you listen to me, Rosie? This may be hard to believe, but that whole story that I said was about my friend wasn't. It was about you."

"Wow, Lily, I had no idea." Rose said sarcastically.

"It's true!"

Poor innocent, gullible, talkative Lily Potter. Rose thought.


Scorpius narrowed his eyes evilly at the Hufflepuff first-year.

"Beat it, kid."

"I'm going!" The girl squeaked, racing down the stairs.

Scorpius nodded, "Yeah. I thought so."

The poor girl hadn't even had the chance to finish tying her letter to the owl's leg. Scorpius sighed and finished the knot.

"Go on, then." Scorpius said to the owl.

Lily pulled Rose into the owlery by her red hair. "I got her here but I can't promise she'll stay." Lily said, "Bye Scorpius!"

She smiled brightly at him. Rose rolled her eyes. Oh, sweet, gullible Lily. Rose thought, He's a Malfoy. He's not going to fall for you.

"You've got three minutes." Rose snapped, "Talk."

"Quidditch practice ran over, and when I finally got to Hogsmeade you weren't there. And then I saw you running around hand-in-hand with Albus, only I didn't recognise him, mostly because he was wearing a Gryffindor scarf for some reason. And then you weren't back for an hour and… I'm sorry."

Rose regarded him with something like pity. Turning to leave, she said, "Goodbye, Scorpius."

Scorpius rushed up behind her and spun her around.

"Scorpius-" Rose started.

He silenced her with a kiss, and all she could think was he's a Malfoy.

And then: oh, Dad's gonna kill me.


"Who's idiot idea was it to give our letters to Lily?"James asked as he and Hugo climbed the stairs to the owlery.

"Yours." Hugo said, "You didn't want to climb all the stairs."

"The only exercise I do is Quidditch."

"There aren't that many stairs."

"There're too many. It's going to take forev- oh. We're here."

"Yes. We are. Was that so hard?"

"Yes. Yes it was. Open the door."

"Why can't you?"

"After all those stairs? No way."

So it was Hugo who opened the door, and so it was Hugo who saw the people inside, and what they were doing.