The feeling you get once exams are finished is one of the best feelings in the world. Rose was sure. It was sunny and hot, and the fifth years were celebrating all over the school. Rose was with Lily, who was someone nice to be with, if you just wanted to talk. But the girls weren't talking, Lily was sat against a tree scratching in a little red book with a fancy sugar quill she'd been given by Uncle George. Rose was sitting with a bag of little sweets her mother had sent her as a present for finishing her exams, along with a note saying "You've done great, Rosie,". There was nothing from her Dad, although Rose expected he was very concerned about her exams - not.

There was only a day left at Hogwarts until the summer holidays, and classes were suspended until after the holidays. There were so many things Rose could of done with free time at Hogwarts, but it was nice sitting quietly in the grounds in the shade of a tree.

The thought of summer was brilliant - every years the Potters hosted a party at their big country house and then you slept where you crashed. Last year Rose had woken under a blanket in the back garden. Nights at the Potters were crazy.

Just then Lily rolled over with her red book now shut.

"I'm bored, Rose, want to go for a walk?" she asked, stretching out like a cat, dark red hair spiralling around her head.

Rose yawned and rolled up the bag of sweets and put them in her satchel. It was amazing that she was the only girl in school with a proper school satchel, it was frayed slightly and had a blue crescent moon key ring Luna had given her for Christmas one year hanging from it. It was perhaps one of her favourite things she owned, the way it sparkled in the light was so pretty, and at night it glowed bright blue, casting a light where ever she walked. But it was very Rose, and everyone knew it was hers. That was one of the highlights of being unique; people won't steal your stuff.

Rose swung the bag round her arm and nodded at Lily, who was still yawning and stretching even as the pair of girls began to walk towards the clock tower.

"I'm really excited about the summer party this year." Began Lily, running a hand through her red hair, which was shining in the sun.

Rose smiled, she was excited as well, two whole days of madness. It was brilliant.

"This year my Dad said that me and my brothers could bring along a friend again, I'm bringing Jasmine, or maybe Declan. I don't know about James or Albus, but…" Lily grimaced, "Al will probably bring Scorpius,".

Rose glared at Lily, and she could feel her eyes burning holes into Lily's.

"What?"

Lily gulped.

"I know you hate him, but, he's Albus' friend, he's not a bad kisser either…" Lily trailed off, releasing she had said too much. And by the look on Rose's face, she had said worse than too much.

"You. You kissed Scorpius Malfoy?" spat Rose in half disbelief, half disgust.

Lily scuffed the ground with her shoe, trying to look innocent, when inside she was burning with guilt.

"The year you weren't there, well, Al and Scorpius fell out and Al punched Scorpius, so I took an ice pack to him and he just well, kissed me," she mumbled, playing with her thumbs and going bright red.

Rose tried to work out why Lily never told her, then figured because Scorpius was Scorpius, and she was such a self-centred little whore. But Rose smiled over the insults in her head, and looked at Lily with a look that was too happy to be true.

"You were young," said Rose through gritted teeth "now, we were going for a walk, weren't we?"

Lily's jaw dropped slightly at Rose's scarily calm reaction and nodded, before hooking arms with her cousin and apologising repeatedly.

"You never hated him as much back then, Rosie, and well, it's not my fault. Please be not mad with me," she whined, putting on big puppy dog eyes.

Rose sighed and looked at her little cousin, who looked like a little doll, with red cheeks and orangey hair sweeping over her shoulders.

"I'm not mad, Lily, it's just because, it's him." Rose sighed whilst giving Lily a one armed hug. Inside, she was still slightly annoyed. A lot annoyed. Very annoyed. It amazed her how the tiny details always meant the most.

Later that day Rose was sat in a comfy blue armchair with a book on one arm, and a big fat lump by the name of Roxanne Weasley on the other. That was a lie though. Roxanne was slender and very pretty, but very small. Maybe it was just the age difference, Rose thought.

The other main point about Roxanne is that she didn't look like a Weasley, she had tan skin and very dark red hair. Not like the rest of the Weasley clan, who mainly had pale skin, a lot of freckles and bright red hair. Roxanne wasn't reading, she was sitting braiding Rose's hair with her little fingers which wove Rose's hair neatly. Rose let Roxanne do this, because it was strangely relaxing. It must of looked odd to anybody who went past. But everyone knew the Weasleys were an odd family, so it worked.

"So… you were saying about Lily, and that Malfoy boy. Weren't you?" asked Roxanne, seemingly just out of mild interest, although she loved gossip.

Rose nodded, letting the little plait in her hair fall out of Roxanne's grip. She had told Roxanne all about earlier.

"Why were you so annoyed about it, though. That's what I don't get. I mean, I know you don't like him, but it's up to Lily who she kisses," said Roxanne tentatively, she knew this was a delicate subject.

Rose looked round at her little cousin and raised a red eyebrow.

"What do you mean, why was I so annoyed? Why wouldn't I be?" she asked, feeling her cheeks go pink.

Roxanne examined Rose's face with her big dark eyes. She knew she would probably be shoved on the floor for what she was dying to say. And a bump on the arse was certainly worth it.

"I reckon you, well, like like him," she blurted out, holding her hands to her mouth and preparing for impact. And sure enough within a second she was sprawled out on the floor.

Rose stood up, going bright red.

"I don't! I really don't!" she screamed, unaware of the people staring at her in the common room. All she could see was Roxanne and blurs of people, then she ran out the room, trying not to cry. Why was it that people thought that she liked Scorpius.

"I HATE HIM!" Screamed Rose down the spiral stairs as she ran to somewhere as far away as possible, down endless stairs, through portrait holes and secret passages, then eventually behind a statue on the third floor, where she sat and cried quietly.

"I hate you," she whispered into her hand, "I hate how you've ruined everything with your snotty stuck-up little… you."

Then a voice came from behind her.

"Who? Me?"

Rose stood up and looked Scorpius Malfoy in the eye. His hair was stupid and hanging all wrong; clearly unwashed too. His gray eyes with lifeless and his pale bony face had no expression on it.

"Yes, you, Malfoy." said Rose coldly, spitting the words at the boy she hated so.

Scorpius looked at Rose, and Rose at Scorpius. There was an odd atmosphere in the air.

"Well I hate you too, Weasley, and I hate how your good for nothing. Your nothing on the Potters," he smiled, waving a finger at Rose, then turning away.

Then Rose finally understood what her Dad meant about the way the Uncle Harry had always been better than him. The Potters were better than the Weasleys. They got better things. And she had no idea how Scorpius Malfoy was better thing.

That night Rose slept behind the statue on the third floor, and didn't wake until she heard voices coming down the corridor, she quickly got up and tugged at her hair, making sure it wasn't sticking up then pushed the wall by the statue, letting herself into a hidden staircase. She climbed the staircase then walked down an unlit passageway until she reached a tapestry beside the library, which she tugged back slowly, checking if there was anyone there. When she was confident there was nobody there, she stepped out and made her way back to the Ravenclaw common room, and when she did she was greeted by a worried looking Roxanne. Roxanne hugged Rose, rather awkwardly seeing how her head only came up to Rose's chest.

"I'm sorry Rosie, we were so worried, me and Louis, at least I reckon he was worried, I think he was drunk, but we thought you'd ran away. So I packed your things, and your wand was sitting by your bed, I wrapped it in a pair of tights so it wouldn't get crushed…" Roxanne's voice trailed off.

Rose wasn't sure what to say. Roxanne was always energetic, but she was a bit too full on this morning, but Rose was grateful, after all, the train left at eleven.

"Roxanne… what time is it?" asked Rose warily.

Roxanne grinned and looked at her arm, then her face dropped.

"Half past ten," she squeaked "and I haven't packed!"

Then Rose turned into a super hero, of sorts, she took Roxanne's wand and ran up to the second year girls dorm, where she accio'd all of Roxanne's belongings then she threw them into her trunk.

"Rose, give me my wand, I'll levitate the trunk to the others, and then we have to run, now." announced Roxanne and with a swish and flick of her wand, the trunk was floating in the air.

The two girls ran right down the spiralling staircase and out onto the astronomy tower corridor, where they made their way to the grand staircase, which was hard enough to navigate normally, let alone when you're running late for a train and have a heavy trunk floating behind you. Eventually the girls made it to the entrance hall, which they escaped from briskly before running down to the gates leading to Hogsmeade. Everything went much quicker when you were in a hurry. Eventually the pair of girls reached the train station, to find the train about to leave.

"Wait for us! Wait!" cried Roxanne as she jumped onto the train just before the doors closed. There was a long whistle and the train began to roll away from the station.

Roe wiped sweat from her brow. "That was a close one," she panted.

As the train slowly gained speed, the girls decided to find a compartment, and luckily within about a meters walk they found Lily and Albus in a compartment, Scorpius-less.

Roxanne pulled open the door and the two girls walked in, breathless from their run.

"ROSE! MY LITTLE CARROT!" exclaimed Albus as he jumped up and hugged Rose.

Rose shoved her cousin off laughing as he tumbled backwards into his seat, Rose sat down next to him and shoved him into the window. Roxanne and Lily were staring over at their two older cousins with looks of confusion and apparent amusement.

Rose didn't care if she acted like a child around Albus, when you've been best friends forever, nothing matters.

"So," coughed Lily "We were talking about the summer party yesterday. Who are you bringing this year, Al?"

Albus was about to open his mouth, when Scorpius Malfoy opened the compartment door.

"See you at the party then, Al," he grinned, and with a wink at Rose he left the compartment.

"Well this is awkward," breathed Roxanne.

When you've been best friends forever, this was clearly the only thing that could possibly matter.

I'd like to say thanks for the reviews J I didn't think I'd get any let alone nice ones, so thanks ^.^ It's nice to know somebody thinks you've done something right, I'm not to sure about this chapter in all honesty. I'd just had the idea for the summer party and I wanted to put it in somewhere. And I know Scorpius just kind of appears at random moments, who knows? Maybe he follows Rose? Hm.

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