I couldn't help myself, I just had to write another chapter :) Partly because I'm really getting into the story, and partly because of one of my lovely reviewers. So here is Chapter 4. I hope you like it :)

Happy reading! X

I couldn't help being worried about Scorp. What if he had internal bleeding or something? What if he had concussion? What if he had died overnight and no body knew yet and I might possibly be walking into the ward and he'd be all still and pale and-

"Rose?"

Mrs McGinty smiled warmly at me.

"Oh, hi Mrs McGinty. I'm here to see Scorpius."

She laughed softly. "He seemed to have a dramatic recovery last night. He left only ten minutes ago."

"Oh." Thank Merlin he was alright. "Thanks Mrs McGinty. If you see him, can you tell him I'm looking for him?"

She nodded, and after saying good bye again I walked back the way I had come, on the look out for a very distinctive mop of blonde hair. I had hardly got any sleep last night. My own fickle imagination had convinced me Scorp was most definitely, without a doubt, dead as a doorknob.

Despite Mrs McGinty saying he was alive, I allowed myself to speed up in my search for my best friend.

I turned a corner, hardly looking where I was going, and just as I was about to knock into two people, I drew back hurriedly and walked back around the corner.

I planned on walking the opposite direction, but...

Curiosity got the better of me and I peeked back around the corner.

"Fuck... me..."

It was Scorpius. Scorpius fucking Malfoy with some other random girl... I felt anger mounting inside me... I was going to run up there and punch both of them senseless if I didn't get out of there quickly...

I leaned against the wall, my fists clenched and my mind reeling. He would regret it. I'd never, never, never talk to him again. EVER.

Just as I prepared myself to march down the hallway and begin my utter and complete oblivion of Scorpius Malfoy's existance, I felt a tug on my robe pocket and the sudden loss of weight from that area.

I glanced down. Nimreed, my toad, was beginning to hop around the corner...

In the direction of Scorp and the girl, -INSERT SLUTTY NAME OF CHOICE HERE-.

I considered moving quickly to grab him before he brought their attention to himself, or even worse, to me, but something stopped me and I stood back, watching the action.

Nimreed hopped slowly, hardly making a sound. I tried my best not to look at Scorp or the girl, but I couldn't help glancing at them quickly before giving my undying attention to Nimreed once more – wait – I looked up again. Odd. Scorpius didn't seem to be holding the girl at all. In fact, his hands were flat against the wall, almost like he was trying to get away from her, while hers were plastered onto his face, her body crushing his and her mouth practically consuming his entire head.

Nimreed had stopped at the girl's feet. He croaked once, shortly, before allowing his extremely long tongue (a tongue I am most proud of) to flick out of his mouth and ride up her leg.

She broke away from Scorp who immediately took a deep and ragged breath, and looked down at her leg in obvious horror.

"What the HELL!"

She shrieked, and fled, with my beautiful Nimreed right on her heels. I watched them go... and... no, it was no good. I couldn't hold it in any more.

I collapsed against the wall and burst into uncontrollable laughter. I held my stomach, laughing, laughing, Merlin she looked hilariou-

"Rose?"

I looked up at Scorp, a smile still on my face. He was staring at me, the corners of his mouth quivering, threatening a wide grin.

"Oh come on, Scorp, laugh. You know you want to."

"No, Rose, that wasn't a nice thing to do..."

I stopped laughing immediately.

"What?" I sounded incredulous.

Scorp shifted his feet. "She never did anything to you." He muttered, digging his hands into his pockets.

I straightened up, glaring at him furiously. "I'd have thought you'd be grateful after I got that slut off you." I flicked my hair over my shoulder. "Obviously it's not her. It's you. May I remind you, Malfoy, that girl's are not face towels."

I stormed away from him, perfectly concious that my face was red, and went to find Nimreed. Stupid, ungrateful piece of-

"Weasely?"

NOT NOW CRINT.

"Crint." I nodded at him and attempted to move away from him quickly.

"Rose, wait a minute."

I sighed and looked at him. He smiled earnestly. Twat.

"I... I just wanted to explain about what happened at the party."

What happened?

Oh yeah.

He kissed me.

I tried to retain a neutral face.

"Yeah." I prompted.

"I was drunk, yes. I was forward, yes. But... it was honestly all I have wanted to do for a long time." He grinned. "You have no clue how hot you are, Weasely."

"Crint... I told you about the surname thing..." I muttered, feeling tired.

"I know you like me back. Deep down."

Yeah. Deeeeep down. Deeper that the centre of the fucking earth.

Crint took my hand. I stared at out entwined fingers in confusion. He stepped forward so my nose was practically touching his chest, lifted my chin with the movement of one finger, and as I stared in absolute horror at him, he lowered his head and pressed his rough mouth against mine.

Not again... I felt the same helplessness as last time, but it was worse because Crint was clearly conscious of everything he was doing... and then...

I broke away as his hand slipped slowly up my skirt.

"Crint, what the fu-"

"I thought you'd have learnt from last time, Crint."

I turned my head at the icy voice. Scorp.

Thank Merlin-

Wait. I was supposed to be mad at him.

"Really, Scorp, if you're not going to let her get with anyone else then why don't you just go out with her?"

I glanced at Crint. Hmm, he wasn't such an idiot after all. It seemed to really get to Scorp. He practically growled-

"Just leave it Scorpius." I was surprised at myself. Scorp dragged his blazing eyes away from Crint and rested them on me, open confusion in his face. Serves you right...

I took Crint's face between my hands and, holding my breath, I pressed my lips against his gently. I felt his mouth open and his hands begin to wind around my waist, but I pulled back before he could mash me against him. I glanced quickly at Scorp, and felt my heart wrench when I saw his completely impassive face... and walked off, saying something about finding Nimreed.

My legs were still shaking as I sat in the library, trying hard to study my Ancient Runes. Usually I would be totally riveted by every word in the book, but today I hardly registered the title. I could only think of Scorpius Malfoy... and how confusing he was...

"Yo, sis."

I looked up and nodded at Hugo distractedly. He crashed into the seat opposite me and placed his folded hands infront of him on the table.

"So..."

I pretended to be completely into my Runes...

"Rosie..."

I could tell Hugo was in his I'm your big brother and don't you forget it mood...

"Rose?"

I planned on ignoring him until he got lost – that was before I felt a sharp jolt.

Hugo put his wand back in his pocket and smiled sheepishly at me.

"Thought you were possesed." He sighed. "About Crint, Rose..."

What? That had happened fifteen minutes ago! How did Hugo know about it?

"He's such an arsehole, Rose. Please don't go out with him."

"I'm not going out with him, for Merlin's sake." I snapped my Runes books shut and glared at my brother, arms folded.

"Well... just checking..." Hugo grinned. I hardly understood my brother sometimes... he was the goofiest, laziest person I knew, and yet he still demanded complete authority over me and my life. "Anyway," He continued, leaning back in his seat and staring at the edge of the table. "There's something else I need to ask you."

"Mmm?"

"You friends with Beatrice?"

"Beatrice...?"

"Beatrice Geraldine fucking Searheart, Rose."

"Jeez, sorry. Yes... vaguely. Why?"

I looked at Hugo curiously. He blushed easier than anyone in the family – in fact he was red most of the time. He went a darker shade than his usual crimson, and glanced up at me.

"Think you could put a good word in for her... about me?"

Oh.

My.

Merlin.

"Hugo Weasley, do you fancy Bea?" I whisper-yelled, as Hugo looked around him, seeming humiliated.

"Rose, just sit do-"

"Guys!"

I turned around in time to see someone crash into James, who had just entered the library. Mrs Cernamthy, the librarian, hissed at us to shut up. I suppressed a laugh as James stood up quickly and offered a hand to none other than Beatrice's sister, Lucy Searheart...

I watched as his eyes widened slightly and his mouth curved upwards in a flirtatious smile.

God, no.

Not James too.

Poor Rose. Surrounded by people in love :) What did you think guys? x

GOD. I AM A TOTAL FRICKIN IDIOT. I am sooo sorry,it completely passed my mind that James&Dominique and Hugo&Lily were related... Quick change of names! Sorry :\ i am such a plonker.