A/N: I honestly can't believe how many people have reviewed and read this story! Thank you so much for everything! By the way, I saw HBP in theaters and I was extremely disappointed! It was more the plot than the acting (was amazing especially Tom Felton's portrayal of Draco) and special effects (OMG CGI effects amazed me) that let me down. Anyone else share my thoughts? I hope the seventh one is more accurate to the book. I don't want to say anything else to spoil it for the people who haven't seen it yet.

Disclaimer: This is a disclaimer for all the chapters of this story because I usually forget. I don't own JKR's world. I just frolic in it.

The next few weeks passed in a blur. Between studying, forcing Al and Scorpius to study, and keeping them from copying my assignments, I barely had time to think about anything except schoolwork. You'd think it was the professors who were going to take the exams from the way they sped through topics trying to cram it all in our brains before the end of the year. However, this made it a bit easier to be around my blonde-haired best friend because we now rarely talked about anything else except homework. I think this came as a relief to him too for some reason. He'd been acting strangely ever since our late night/early morning studies session. It was unnerving. There'd never been a secret between us (not counting the fact that I loved him which was kept quiet for obvious reasons). I didn't have the time to dwell on such thoughts though, when there was so much work to be done.

One morning, while Al and I were eating breakfast (Scorpius usually joined us just in time to scarf down a plate of eggs, the lazy ass), Jenny McNally sidled up to Al's unoccupied side. This time, she wasn't joined by her would-be clones. Al, being oblivious as only a boy can be, took no notice and continued to inhale his food as if it were the last day he'd ever be able to eat bacon. Jenny cleared her throat and watched my charming cousin respond by looking up at her with a mouthful of hash browns. I swear he must have been a chipmunk in a previous life. Jenny, I could tell, was thoroughly repulsed by this, but didn't leave. Instead, she smiled a little too sweetly and asked the both of us, "You two are friends with Scorpius Malfoy right?" Well that was a stupid question. Everyone knew that we were always together, everywhere, all the time. Maybe she was just that thick.

"Well if you guys could give these pumpkin pasties, I'd really appreciate it!" She shoved a box of the sweets into Albus's hands and skipped off to rejoin her fellow Ravenclaws while waving to us over her shoulder. Al and I exchanged a puzzled look. It was odd of the girl to randomly do something like this. It wasn't Scorpius's birthday or any special day of his if I remember correctly. Which again brings me back right to her possible thickness. Also, this confirmed my suspicions. Jenny did fancy Scorpius. My stomach clenched, and held.

"Hey, you two, what is up on this fine morning?" Scorpius seated himself in the seat that McNally had just vacated. That was also odd. He'd purposely walked a few extra steps to sit next to Al when there had been an empty table setting next to me. It also hadn't escaped my notice that Scorpius hadn't looked me in the eye when he'd greeted us.

"Well, for starters, McNally stopped by and requested that we give these to you," said Al. He passed the box to Scorpius who cast a look towards the Ravenclaw table. Al continued, "It really couldn't be more obvious that she fancies you."

"She expects me to like her after what she did to Rose, no way!"

"Well it was an accident. You don't need to do that for me." The words were spilling out of my mouth before I could stop them. My mind was telling me not to get in the way of his happiness (if she made him happy), while my heart was screaming, NO, NO, NO!

Scorpius gave me a strange look before saying "Too bad, she isn't even really my type." I couldn't help feeling relieved as he said this. He went on, "Still, it would be a waste if I didn't eat these delectable treats." He had the whole box polished off in a half a minute I bet. While licking off the crumbs from his fingers, he got this dreamy look in his eyes, and he started to smile. Al actually noticed this.

"Oi, what's up with you?"

Scorpius didn't respond right away. He continued to stare dreamily into space. When the gift of speech returned to him, he said "You know, I think I'll ask Jenny to the next Hogsmeade trip next week." I felt like I was hit by the Knight Bus. I had been secretly harboring the hope that he'd ask me. But wait. Hadn't he just said that she wasn't his type? How could a box full of his favorite sweets completely change his mind?

Albus saved me the trouble of voicing my shock. "I thought you said you didn't like her."

"Well I didn't, but now that I think about it, the more I realize she is kind of my type."

"What, you just said you were angry with her about what happened to Rosie!"

"But, Rose did say that it was an accident didn't you Rose?" I had remained silent up until this point. Every sugar coated word about McNally seemed to physically pierce my heart like a knife. Even as much as it pained me to do it, I said, "Yeah, of course."

My messy haired cousin gave me an incredulous look. He turned back to Scorp and argued, "But just last night you were going on about…" He trailed off. I wasn't paying attention to the conversation anymore. I could feel the tears threatening to spill. I excused myself hurriedly and ran to the closest girls' bathroom and burst into tears the second I locked myself into a stall.

I stayed there for at least ten minutes, crying my eyeballs out. I'd never felt this bad in my life. Sure, he'd dated other girls before, but the look in his eyes suggested that this time was different. It felt like my whole world was coming apart with just one conversation.

After reducing my sobs and getting rid of my hiccups, I stepped out of the stall to splash my face with some water and fix the puffiness of my eyes. While checking my appearance in the mirror, I realized that I wasn't the only one in the lavatory. Jenny McNally had just come out of the stall next to the one I had previously flooded. She smirked at me and said "Are you okay? Ha! Well, it doesn't matter anyway, you had your chance." She sneered, contorting her otherwise pretty features, and walked out.

What the bloody hell was that? She was perfectly sweet to me twenty minutes ago. Did she have multiple personality disorder? Or maybe, she was just a two-faced bitch like I'd suspected in the first place. Either way, I was going to find out to protect my best friend from getting hurt.

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