I'm back with the next chapter! I know that the chapters have been really short so far... so I'm trying to think of ideas to make the chapters better. I promise I'll try to make the story better soon. This chapter has Rose reading War and Peace because I am, too, right now, and I am very similar to Rose (I study a lot, too) so I wanted to add it in there. I think I might have spelled some names wrong, however...
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This chapter wasn't just Scorpius and Rose... it also focused on some of the OCs.
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Rose woke up from a restless sleep the next morning in her dormitory. It felt strange to have the whole room to herself after six years of sharing with her best friends. She decided that she'd take the homework she would undoubtedly be assigned today to the Gryffindor common room to visit her friends.
She got dressed, neatly arranged her books in her bags, and made her bed tidily. She was Rose, after all, and being a neat freak was her lifestyle. There was still a half an hour until breakfast-she'd gotten out of bed as early as possible- and she took the time to sit in the shared common room and read.
Rose had always liked Muggle novels as well as the wizarding world's texts from Flourish and Blotts. She'd decided to try War and Peace, a well-known Muggle book. It was slow going, but the half an hour before breakfast passed in a blur of Pierre, Natasha, and Count Andrei, along with two Annas that frequently got mixed up in her head.
She glanced up at the clock and decided to give herself five more minutes of reading. Breakfast wouldn't be starting for another ten minutes.
Unfortunately, her decision to remain in the common room for a little longer was changed by Scorpius's arrival. Rose had almost forgotten that he was sharing the common room with her. He was no longer across the school from her, down in Slytherin's dungeons.
"Um... hi?" Scorpius said awkwardly, running his hands through his styled hair. Rose didn't even notice him. She was too engrossed in her book. "Rose? Rose? OI!"
Rose jumped and looked up from where she was curled up on the couch. "Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you... I was reading."
She was sincerely hoping he wasn't about to bring up what they'd talked about last night.
Scorpius laughed. "Yeah, I've seen how you are when you're reading." Rose shrugged apologetically.
"Wanna go to breakfast together?" she asked. Rose's mouth had just opened of it's own accord and blurted out what her polite sub-conscious would have expected her to say.
Great.
It wasn't that she really minded talking to Scorpius, in fact, she enjoyed it more than she would care to admit, but she really didn't know what to do. She remembered her thoughts over the past few years, that she should stay away from him because he was reckless and because of the incident in 4th year.
But recently, she'd been thinking about it... and she was starting to develop an argument for the contrary. Al had talked Scorpius into it, and they'd done it with good intentions-everything she'd realized on the train to Hogwarts the previous day.
"Yeah," Scorpius said, a gleam of joy in his eyes. Rose knew he'd been waiting since first year for her to acknowledge him, and now that she was, he seemed to be delighted by it.
Rose put down her enormous book and stood up, straightening her robes.
Talking with Scorpius that morning was different. It wasn't awkward as it had been before-they just seemed to have so much in common that they never got bored. By the time they reached the Great Hall, Rose had learned that Scorpius hated peppermint and loved fudge, while Scorpius had learned that Rose was scared of dogs-pathetic, she knew-but loved cats.
When Rose said goodbye to him as she went to the Gryffindor table... she almost felt disappointed. And when his silver-steel eyes left hers, she found them emblazoned into her memory, distracting her when Thea caught up to her.
"Hey, Rose! How's the Head Girl dorm?"
Rose had, admittedly, been gushing to all of her friends about how excited she was that she was getting her own dorm and a library. As a result, she'd successfully peaked their interest.
Scorpius still in the midst of her thoughts, she was a little slow to respond. "Huh? Oh... the library's amazing!" And then she was back to normal, telling Thea all about how everything even smelled like books there, and how the beds were huge, and how-
"All right, Rose! I ask one question and it takes you years to finish!" Rose's rosy cheeks were dusted with a light layer of pink. But that didn't stop her wit from eliciting a snarky response.
"The teachers love that on exams, you know?" Rose said innocently, not-so-subtly hinting at the fact that Thea had barely scraped a pass on her OWLs. She knew Thea didn't mind the teasing and even did a lot of it herself; Rose wasn't the kind of person to bug someone about something that offended them.
Thea rolled her eyes. "Always the know-it-all, Rose."
With an exaggerated flounce of her long, dark, red curls, Rose sat down at the Gryffindor table. She wasn't just a bookish, nerdy pushover. Rose had always had a rebellious streak (according to her parents, at least). Rose didn't know about rebellion, but she did appreciate that she wasn't one of the girls that went moony-eyed over a boy. She handled it with wit and a dignified amount of poise.
She hid all her insecurities deep, deep down.
Thea was probably the one that was the most similar to Rose in their little group. Of course, she was more confident and cared much, much less about what people thought of her. Her black hair was cut choppily in a pixie-cut that she'd been sporting since 4th year. When Jessica Boot-daughter of Terry Boot- had told her the day she'd shown up with it in the Gryffindor common room that she 'would have to be lucky to charm the giant squid with that look', Thea had responded, with a fake, breathy tone to her voice, "How did you know? He's picking me up for a romantic walk this evening at 7!"
Suffice it to say that the common room had laughed with Thea that night, not Jessica.
Sera was the classic French beauty of the group. In fact, her mother was a Veela, and Sera had the long, luscious blonde hair and kaleidoscope, doe-like eyes to show for it. Fiona was the lovable, petite baby of the group, which she was constantly teased about. She was only four months younger than all of them... but teenage girls will be teenage girls. She had medium-length brown hair and emerald-green eyes that the seventh-year boys were going crazy over. Last but not least was Amy. She was the mature one in the group, even though, under different circumstances, that would have been Rose. Whenever she felt someone in the group needed to be reprimanded, she'd put a hand on her hip, push back her square-framed glasses, and pretty much be the angry librarian. But everyone loved her all the same, and she was constantly pestered about being so uptight. However, they'd quickly figured out that they needed brown-eyed, black-haired Amy to keep them in line when, after one week of being 'normal', Fiona, Thea, and Sera had gotten detention for a month without Amy to rein them in.
Everyone fit together, and Rose knew that she'd have these friends for the rest of her life. Even though she would undoubtedly annoy three of them when she picked the Maid of Honor for her wedding. Well, she could worry about that after 10 whole years... because right now, there were many other things for her to dwell on.
Rose had sat down next to Fiona, who was sitting next to Amy. Thea and Sera were across from them, and they seemed to have started arguing about something.
"I can't believe you did that!" Sera screeched at Thea. Fortunately, the Great Hall was filled with noise at the time, so no one noticed Sera yelling.
"Wait... what happened?" Rose asked worriedly.
"Thea told Steve I said I was sorry! I'm not sorry! I didn't even-"
"So this is about Thea being a good friend and trying to fix your relationship?" Rose asked in disbelief.
"Rose! This is about Thea lying to my boyfriend!" Sera said, turning on Rose.
"What are you even so mad at him about?" Rose asked.
"He was kissing Jessica Boot!" Sera exclaimed. Further down the table, Steve, who had heard, glowered at her. She glared right back.
"Sera... Jessica must have kissed him and then made sure you were there when it happened. Steve adores you, and, to be frank, there's no way anyone would choose you over Boot." Fiona countered.
"He's probably furious at you for doubting him in the first place!" Rose said to a Sera who was finally calming down.
"So now I have to be the bigger person and go apologize?" Sera said gloomily.
"YES!" the whole group chorused.
"Great." Sera grumbled. After Rose glared at her for a while, she stalked off down the table and mumbled something to Steve. Rose and the rest of her friends couldn't hear anything, being out of earshot, but they could see as Steve rolled his eyes, shook his head, and finally gave in when Sera looked like she was about to cry.
"Relationships," Rose shook her head. "A waste of time."
"Hats off to that," Thea agreed, finally turning to her food. Rose had, of course, already wolfed hers down, and was now finishing off her pumpkin juice with a large swig.
"I heard Scorpius was dating that Slytherin sixth-year- Olivia, was it?" Fiona shared as Sera came back with a smile on her face and the conversation turned back to normal things.
Rose choked on her pumpkin juice.
"Just kidding, Rose, but, uh, seems to me that you wouldn't really like that, would you, Rose?" Fiona teased with a smirk on her face.
Rose put down her goblet, trying to maintain a picture of dignity. "It wasn't that," Rose defended, "there was something in the juice."
"Sure there was," Sera chided, joining in on the torment.
"Shut up, the lot of you!" Rose said with finality.
They all rolled their eyes with knowing expressions and went back to discussing the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. His name was Mr. Clover, and he was Irish. Apparently, he had a lot of experience with Dark creatures and such, so Professor McGonagall had asked him to take over the class after Mr. Button, the old teacher, had retired.
Rose looked at her new schedule, grimacing at double Divination. Why she'd taken the subject was beyond her, but her second-year self had apparently thought that the Inner Eye would be a cool thing to explore. Her seventh-year self wished she'd taken her father's advice and dismissed it as a bunch of baloney. Not to mention that Professor Trelawny was taking the seventh-year class, so they wouldn't even be able to study constellations with Firenze.
She brightened at Care of Magical Creatures and Potions, two of her favorite subjects, along with the obvious DADA-Defense Against the Dark Arts.
The rest of the day left the seventh-years openly cursing their teachers' names. Every single teacher, even Hagrid with Care of Magical Creatures, had assigned boatloads of homework. Even Rose herself was feeling overwhelmed. She had two essays due tomorrow, and when Jake Anderson caught up to her at dinner and announced Quidditch practice was starting next week, she felt like clubbing him over the head with her Firebolt 5000.
Rose reached the Heads common room exhausted after dinner, pulling out a quill and parchment. She was starting with Professor Clover's essay on Obscurials, which was two rolls of parchment long.
Scorpius arrived in the common room not long after, and they both worked in silence until about 3:00 AM, when Rose decided she'd had enough. "Three rolls of parchment is good enough for Hagrid, isn't it?"
"He only assigned one!" Scorpius said in awe. "I've barely finished it, and you've written three?"
Rose shrugged, a tired smile on her face. "He'll give me extra credit," she said.
"I think I'll stick with Exceeds Expectations for now in Care of Magical Creatures. Muggle Studies is a different story."
"You take Muggle Studies?" Rose asked. She didn't know many people that did.
"Surprising, isn't it? A Malfoy taking Muggle Studies?" Scorpius said, leaning back in his chair and stretching, a grin on his face.
"I didn't mean it like that!" Rose assured him quickly.
"I know. Besides, I'm absolutely failing it," Scorpius confessed.
"It's the first day!" Rose laughed. "You can't be failing already?"
Scorpius nodded gloomily. "This essay sounds like Al wrote it."
Rose giggled. "Don't let him hear you saying that. And, you know, my mom's Muggleborn, and so are my grandparents. So while I'm not taking Muggle Studies, I happen to know a few things about Muggles. I could help you if you like."
"Really?" Scorpius said, looking up at her. "Great! You can start by explaining to me what the bloody hell a pelevision is!"
Rose sat on the couch next to him, swatting his arm half-heartedly. "Language," she scolded, "and it's television."
"But what is it?" Scorpius asked. Rose rolled her eyes.
"I take it you've never seen Back to the Future, then?" Rose asked, referring to one of her favorite Muggle movies.
"Say what?" Scorpius asked.
And the next few hours were spent discussing Muggle appliances that Scorpius continued to mispronounce.
So I have a few ideas for chapters after this... so the story will get better!
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