A/N: I swear, the chapters keep getting shorter and shorter. Don't worry, though, I'll make sure they're quite a bit longer soon. =D I just felt like this was a good place to cut off. Thanks to bets2010, Allways-happy, capery, and Elihhn for the lovely reviews and everyone who favorited/followed this! By the way, I'm not going to be updating this often in the future. A new chapter should be up at least every few days, though. Please please please review!

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Did I like Malfoy?

What a horrifying thought. Never could I ever... I mean, Malfoy? I'd rather go out with a giant squid.

Maybe he could be a decent person sometimes, but honestly! He was generally just... an arsehole.

He probably thought he was charming and witty and handsome but in reality, he was none of them (all right, I'll have to give him the last one—he did look really good...)

Well, if he tried to hit on me again, I'd —

My thoughts were interrupted as Rose started screaming her head off at Hugo, who had just emerged from the boys' dorms, having probably just had sex with Elizabeth, and snogging her yet again. If Elizabeth were less of a slut, I'd think they were almost an item.

"YOU HAD SEX WITH THAT WHORE? YOU'RE FIFTEEN! YOU SHOULD REALLY KNOW BETTER THAN THAT, HUGO WEASLEY! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT KIND OF DISEASES SHE COULD HAVE GIVEN YOU? YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE'S BEEN—"

"Hey!" Elizabeth exclaimed, looking offended. (Which she had a right to be, but what Rose was saying was true...) "Who're you calling a whore?"

Rose ignored her, continuing to yell, "WHAT IF YOU'D GOTTEN HER PREGNANT? THEN WHERE WOULD YOU BE, HUGO? WOULD YOU WANT TO RAISE A CHILD ALL BY YOURSELF?"

Again, Elizabeth interjected, "I use a Contraceptive Charm every time! I'm not stupid!"

"ANYWAYS, WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO GET YOURSELF INVOLVED WITH A SLUT LIKE THAT? MAYBE SHE'S ATTRACTIVE, BUT I DOUBT SHE'S WORTH IT!" Rose continued to scream. Hugo looked considerably shocked. Rose certainly had Grandma Molly's temper. "Besides," she said, her voice suddenly returning to a normal volume, "The summer before fifth year she tried some Muggle thing called plastic surgery, which is why she looked so supposedly gorgeous when she came back. And I'm pretty sure she got her boobs done, too."

Elizabeth stared at her in shock. "I didn't know anyone knew about that," she whispered.

Rose laughed. "Everyone knew. It was obvious. Except to the boys, I suppose; they're oblivious to everything except for how 'hot' a girl is."

Suddenly, a first year yelled, "Haha, Elizabeth Whitby has fake boobs!"

Needless to say, the news had spread like wildfire amongst those who hadn't already known, and Elizabeth didn't show her face for days.

Dom and I were walking down to dinner, still laughing about the incident when Albus approached us. "Hey, Dom... Can I speak to Lily privately for a moment?"

Dom nodded and turned to me, saying, "Meet me at our usual spot?" I nodded.

"What is it, Al?" I asked.

"Do you... Do you like Scorp?"

"Where'd you get that idea from?" I exclaimed. I wasn't even sure that I liked him.

"I don't know... Never mind," he said, walking away. I stood there, staring after him, puzzled.

"Where did that come from?" I muttered to myself as I headed towards the Gryffindor table. Dom waved me over from where she sat.

When I took a seat at the table, she asked, "So, what did Al want to talk to you about?"

"He thinks I like Malfoy some reason. Crazy, that one is..," I told her, rolling my eyes.

Dom laughed. "Everyone thinks you like Malfoy. You're the crazy one if you don't believe you do."

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

She shrugged. "It's all in the way you look at him. It's the same way, say... Rose would."

I gaped at her, horrified. "Like Rose? No way. She's practically obsessive!"

"Sorry, but it's true! That's exactly how you look at him. All the time," Dom grinned.

"Well," I said haughtily, "I'll have you know that I never have and never will like Scorpius Malfoy. I don't know what Rose sees in him. Other than his good looks, but that doesn't count."

"I think that's all there is to him," Lucy laughed from next to us.

I laughed. "Very true."

After dinner, having stuffed myself once again—it's a wonder I wasn't morbidly obese—Dom and I headed back up to Gryffindor Tower. Once again, we were stopped.

This time, it was by none other than Scorpius Malfoy.

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