New chapter!

I have no excuse for it being up so late, and I fell horrible for not having it up on time as promised. I'll get better I promise!

School started up again and between Ballet, School, Homework, Jazz and Production, I haven't had much free time.

I hope you enjoy! It's not the best, but I hope it's okay! :D

Rose's POV:

{I'm gonna pick up the pieces,

And build a Lego House.

If things go wrong,

We can knock it down.}

Scorpius made a strangled cry and I forgot to breath to the point where I felt like passing out.

"What are you guys playing at?" Neville asked lowly, his eyes were full of hope, prepared for a bad joke but at the same time, I could tell that he had a feeling we were speaking the truth.

"Uh, nothing… I was just joking… Wasn't I Rose?" Scorpius tried to cover up. Neville turned to me, his face showing the hope of a simple "Yes" or "Of course you were" but I couldn't lie to him. I couldn't pretend we were joking, it would've caused more problems. My eyes welled up with tears as I shook my head in defeat.

"Wasn't I Rose?" Scorpius nudged me with a plead hidden in his voice. I faced him to see his face showing the ultimate look of despair.

"Neville… I…." I paused, trying to get my words together, "I… I, I think you should talk to your daughter… I don't want to cause any trouble. I-I'm really, really sorry."

And I ran. I let my feet carry me away to anywhere as fast I could. I didn't listen to the sound of Scorp telling me to stop, I didn't stop at the sound of his nearing footsteps, I didn't even stop to yell at the two 5th years choking themselves with the other's tongue. I felt his hand grip my wrist and yank me back to hold me by my shoulders and shake me.

"ROSE!" he screamed, slightly spitting at me. I was too ashamed from minutes ago to tell if he was mad or worried, or both or neither.

After at while of studying his expression I spoke, "What? Look, I'm sorry I told the truth. You don't like it? Hex me! I've got to find Sandy before her dad turns up and confronts her without warning!" I cried as I struggled out of his grip. Instead of stopping me, Scorpius ran beside me before we parted ways. I headed towards the Hufflepuff common room, Scorp went to Gryffindor's.

As I got to the door I was asked for the password.

"Shit. Shit. Shit!" I swore kicking the floor furiously, gaining myself a disapproving look from the portrait of Helga held above the door. Embarrassed, I turned and ran towards my common room for the password, the only sounds heard were my echoing footsteps and heavy breathing. I swear I could have been mistaken for a troll.

It was times like this I hated not having a phone at school. Sure, I don't need it at school because the only people I talk to with it are people I see everyday anyway but right now it would make life a lot easier, and I wouldn't have to know how unfit I really am.

When I'd reached the common room I paused to catch my breath so I could speak. Frustrated, I ended up screaming the password at Greg louder then I'd planned. Any other portrait would've scowled at my rudeness, but Greg just smiled and bowed his head before letting my in the room. How could anybody be that calm about a psycho teenage girl tearing through the school?

I ripped the paper from my study table and let my eyes lead my brain to the Hufflepuff password. Verum momenta.

"Verum Momenta," I whispered to myself angrily. I knew the password when we were given the paper and yet I still had to run all the way back here just to refresh my memory. Damn! I ran out the door and backtracked my journey to Sandy's common room. I made it to the Hufflepuff door, feeling worn out after such a long, emotionally draining day.

I stood there doing nothing for a while. Just going back to the past few days. The back-to-school party, how I just stood and watched as Tyler and his friends became intoxicated by Firewhiskey, and just stood by as he took advantage of a poor innocent 15 year old girl. I watched as Tyler lead her away into a corner before leaving with her without a single glance back at me. I remembered following them all the way to Tyler's house. I remembered peering through the crack in the curtains of his bedroom, seeing a very intimate sight I could've gone forever without seeing. I remembered the initial pain I'd felt, only to tell myself "You knew this was coming Rose".

I don't know why I chose now to take a trip down that familiar, not-so-long-ago memory lane; Standing in front of a door lost in dreadful memories, when I should've have been saving my pregnant friend from her soon-to-be extremely angry and disappointed Dad.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Al and Scorpius running towards me. I don't know why I didn't immediately jump out of my daze and open the door, but I just didn't. I just stayed there frozen, with glazed eyes, looking like a crazy old witch in a dark alleyway of Knockturn Alley. Yep, I had the bushy hair, the ragged breath and the lost glint in my eyes to complete the look.

"Hurry up and let us in Rose!" Al screamed at me as my mind pulled into reality and caught up to it. The lack of sleep from last night was definitely catching up on me and I wasn't thinking fast enough.

"Uh, um yeah… Verum Momenta," I said shaking my head to wake myself up.

"True moments?" Scorpius questioned. I shook my head tiredly as an answer and he gave up. How was I supposed to explain why "True moments" was the Hufflepuff password? I wasn't even in Hufflepuff!

Al ran in first, forgetting that he couldn't get into the girls dormitories and furiously trying to break the door down. He was then hexed by an angry witch in the portrait next to the door. Scorpius actually laughed to the point where he began biting his knuckles to stop himself. Finally, I cleared my throat until he looked back at me and stepped aside. The door opened immediately and I shot a smug look behind me before it was wiped off by Al's death glare.

"Sandy? You in here?" I whispered. A few girls turned and groaned in their sleep and I realised it wasn't exactly 9pm anymore. I glanced at a beside clock for the time. 1:05am. Jeez, Neville expected us up late, seeing as he only came into our rooms just over an hour ago. I looked over at our friend Becky, who was sleeping with the curtains pulled back. She had a tiny pool of dribble coming out of her mouth and I couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, I felt someone's warm hands grab my arm and I jumped preparing to scream before I found Sandy's wide, hazel eyes boring, desperately into mine. I breathed a sigh of relief and followed her to her bed. I cast a silencing charm so we could speak.

"What are you doing here?" Sandy asked quietly.

"Okay, don't get mad at us… But Neville asked me and Scorp into his office just before to talk about the Ball. Don't worry, we said nothing. But… after we left, I argued with Scorp over some things said in there and he kind of yelled about your little… predicament," I breathed, noticing Sandy's expression. I could almost literally see the cogs turning in her head, putting it together, "And then Neville, he… he was… we didn't know Sand. He heard… I'm so sorry."

"WHAT?" she screamed, breaking the silencing charm. As fast as I could, I grabbed Sandy's arm and ran out into the common room before anyone woke up. Al and Scorpius were already standing alert, probably from Sandra's cry. Sandy walked straight past Al and grabbed Scorpius by the neck.

"How dare you! You asshole! That was my job to tell him! You've ruined it all!" she shrieked as I quickly began casting another silencing spell. Al raced up and began prying Sandy's hands off of Scorp's neck.

"Sandy baby, stop… It's not his fault. We've just got to be prepared for your Dad," Al pleaded, gulping at the thought, "coming to interrogate us."

Sandy released her hands after a moment before giving Scorp one last hard punch in the stomach.

"I still blame him," she spat.

"Sandy, really, I'm sorry! I didn't realize I'd said it so loud! How was I supposed to know he was behind us?" Scorpius pleaded. I could tell Sandy wasn't going to forgive him so easily. It would take a hell of a long time. There was a long silence.

"It's Sandra to you."

I was used to Scorp and Sandy arguing, kind of like how everyone was used to the fights between Bree and I, but to me, this little fight wasn't over the last piece of toast at breakfast or the answer to a question in class. It was about Sandy's pregnancy. A pregnancy that had already managed to be exposed to Sandy's Dad within 12 hours of knowing it even existed. It was a rather serious topic to argue about.

"My Dad could show up with a crazy murderous mind and try to kill Al right now for all we know! Merlin Scorpius! It's all your fault! I could've told him civilly tomorrow but no, you just ha-"

And by the looks of things, the argument wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

Scorpius' POV:

{If I could write you a song,

To make you fall in love,

I would already have you ,

up under my arms.}

It had been two weeks after I had been strangled by Sandy, and surprisingly, Professor Longbottom still hasn't confronted any of us. He did the complete opposite in fact. He hasn't spoken to any of us since the first night back, he won't even look at us. I can tell it is killing Sandy, but she doesn't want to show it.

I took a seat on the sofa in the common room as Rose studied on the desk next to the fire. All that could be heard were the frustrated sighs from Rose and the scribbling of her quill.

"What are you studying?" I asked casually.

"Nothing. I'm writing a letter," she replied bluntly, taking a strand of her hair and throwing it behind her ear roughly.

"Hmm, okay," I shrugged. I waited for an outburst, it had been long overdue. I knew Rose had so much to say about the past two weeks, so I was preparing for her to pour it out onto me. It was just something we, as best friends, did to each other. I watched as she slowly turned to face me and with a small breath, she started.

"You know what bugs me? The fact that Neville won't even try to talk to his daughter about any of this. I mean, she needs his support just as much as she needs ours and he just keeps ignoring her! Why? What kind of father does that to their child? I swear if he doesn't talk to her by the end of tomorrow… I'm going to demand to talk to him and set him straight. The nerve he has to shut Sandy - to shut all of us out as though we don't even exist is just preposterous!"

I stared for a moment, letting her breathe before I nodded twice.

"What? You're just going to nod?" She glared at me.

"I agree with you Rose. Tomorrow if Neville still hasn't said anything… I'll come with you and talk to him, okay?" I smiled half-heartedly.

"Fine," Rose replied.

We both turned back to what we were doing - although I wasn't doing anything - before Rose turned around once again.

"I've got to book Sandy into St. Mungos soon. It really is her Mum's job, but she hasn't told her yet," Rose said shaking her head in disappointment. I have to admit, I felt bad for Sandy. Shouldn't girls be open to their mum's? At least enough to write to them and say they have made a mistake? The wait was only making it all worse.

"It will be okay. Al told me he want's to go with her to all her appointments, to make sure she was okay," I yawned because of the lack of sleep I've had recently.

Rose's eyes glowed with pride, "Al's a good guy. He'll be a good Dad. No matter how much of an irresponsible fucker he was to get into this situation."

I couldn't help but laugh at the calmness in Rose's voice when she'd said that. She looked at me with an offended expression and was about to yell at me when Sandy came in followed by Al, Becky and Dave who were all carrying different types of foods - mainly lollies - and a bottle of soda.

"Just before we start, they all know about Code Fizzle," Sandy announced. We - or Rose - had decided to call Sandy's situation "Code Fizzle" because not only had the whole plan of telling Neville fizzled, but because it was Sandy's way of reminding me that I had caused the 'fizzle'. She wasn't going to let me forget any time soon.

"Good news huh?" Dave laughed sarcastically towards Rose who laughed too but smiled sympathetically at Sandy once she'd looked towards her.

"Start what?" I asked, bringing to topic back into the conversation.

"We're having a meeting okay? Well, no… That sounds boring. We're having a party, without the alcohol or loud music, okay?" Sandy explained. I sort of just nodded dumbly, still confused as to why they would choose tonight to be a "party/meeting night".

Within the next hour we had eaten all the food, laughed until it hurt - numerous times - but we had forgotten to even talk about a 'meeting'.

"Oh shit! I forgot to organise that plan!" shouted Sandy jumping up from Al's side.

"Well, what is the plan for?" asked Becky as she quickly caught her last chocolate frog before it jumped out of reach.

"The plan was originally to make my dad understand, but now I think that getting him to actually look at me is more important."

"Oh. Why not just walk right up and talk to him?" Dave asked.

Sandy sighed as the tears sprung to her eyes, "Because I've tried, and he pretends I'm not there. I stood right in front of him today and yelled at him to talk to me and he turned on the spot and ran the other way."

There was a small silence before I spoke up, "Don't worry sandy, we'll fix it. What's the plan?"

Sandy smiled with appreciation before grabbing a quill and some parchment, "Okay, shut up and listen. This is the plan….."

Rose's POV:

{I'm sorry for blaming you,

For everything I just couldn't do.

And I've hurt myself,

by hurting you.}

I woke up to the sound of Al's deep voice. I could feel his breath on my face, it was too close for comfort. I snapped my eyes open quickly to be faced with two big green eyes just under 10 centimetres away from my own, our noses were almost touching.

"Good morning Posie!" he grinned.

I shoved him away angrily, "Don't call me that!"

"Get up loser! Don't you remember? Today is the start of Plan A!"

"How could I forget," I mumbled through the sheets. I wasn't so keen on the planned that had been set out. There were so many ways for it to go wrong, and we were going to break so many school rules. Unfortunately I had been overruled by the other daredevils who were helping out so instead of a quite approach to this situation, we were going out on a limb, and praying it didn't go wrong.

"What'd you say?" Al asked pulling the sheets off my bed. The cold air hit me and my body was instantly awake. I reminded myself to put some charms on my bedroom door to prevent this happening again.

"Nothing. Now, get out so I can get ready. I'll be down in 10 minutes," I yawned, stretching my muscles slightly.

Al stood there squinting at me, "You better not go back to bed."

I sighed, "I won't! Get the hell out before I decide not to help!"

I got dressed quickly and used some basic spells to tame my hair and applied some light makeup. I prayed this plan would work and no matter how much of a bad feeling I was having about it, I just had to be a good friend and go along with it.

I joined Al, Scorp, Sandy, Becky and Dave in the common room. Dave had what looked like a Puking Pastille from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes which was to be placed into a certain someone's drink. I sighed and shook my head at the though of all of this and glanced over to Scorp who held a large portable swamp - another WWW product.

"Excuse me!" I shouted, making everyone jump slightly, "Since when was a swamp part of the plan?"

Al wriggled in his spot before Scorpius spoke, "Well, Al and I - I… I mean WE all thought it would be better than the darkness powder," motioning to Becky who was holding the Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder in her hands, "This would be more of an attention grabber."

I narrowed my eyes, "Attention grabber?"

"Yeah! Rose don't worry, it will all work out and you'll still have your Head Girl badge by the end of it all," Sandy stepped in.

My eyebrows knitted together in frustration, "Mm… I don't know guys."

"Rose," Scorp faced me and looked me dead in the eyes, "Please?"

I stared at him for a while, studying his features, "Mm… okay."

"Alright Let's go!" Dave boomed flinging his arms out wide and accidentally whacking Becky across the chest, knocking her off her feet causing her to drop the darkness powder. It spread everywhere until I couldn't see anyone. All I could hear was the sound of Dave laughing before he said, "Sorry Beck, really sweeped you off your feet didn't I?"

This wasn't going to go so well.

Becky and Dave had snuck into the kitchens to deal with the correct placement of the puking pastille. Al was sitting in Neville's office waiting for him to return and Scorpius and I were waiting in The Great Hall, the portable swamp under the teacher's table and wands at the ready. I didn't what to turn The Great Hall into a swamp nor did I want to hex the Headmaster. Although, if it was going to help the relationship between Sandy and her Dad, then I was going to have to do it, no matter how bad the consequences were.

My eyes followed Neville across the room as he sat down for breakfast. I pretended to be busy eating my food but I had no appetite to eat any of it. Neville's drink appeared in front of him and my breath caught as I watched him take the first sip of his drink.

"Now all we can do is wait," Scorp mumbled under his breath so that only I could hear. I nodded in response. I watched Neville's face turn a pale green colour and the sweat began to form on his face.

"You've got to set off the swamp," I whispered, "Like, now!"

"Bombarda," he muttered, grabbing my hand and pulling me up onto the table before the small explosion caused room to be engulfed in a massive swamp.

There were many screams form people and words of disgust at the sight and smell of the mess. I looked towards Neville who was trying his hardest not to puke. He looked around for the culprit before standing up and trying to run quickly towards the back door. The darkness powder would've been better. Neville didn't seem to even struggle too much as he stomped through the slush covering the hall. He pulled out his wand to remove the mess but his stomach had other plans so he continued to rush towards the door to save himself from the embarrassment of throwing up in front of the school.

"I need his wand," I said hurriedly, thinking of how to grab it, "Accio Neville's wand."

"It doesn't work Rose! Students can't use magic to take the Headmaster's wand, it's-"

"Colloportus," I whispered towards the door Neville was heading to, locking it. It would buy me a few more seconds.

"Rose! We don't need his bloody wand!" Scorp whispered harshly.

"Yes we do! Expelliarmus!" His wand which was still held in his hand, wouldn't budge. This was surely illegal! What if the Headmaster turned mad and tried to kill everyone? How would we disarm him then?

I watched as he unlocked the door and ran up the stairs quickly. I pulled Scorpius up so we could follow him.

"Rose just bloody wait a second!" Scorpius stopped me from running away. He'd been doing that a lot lately, "We've got him where we want him! He'll go to his office and will be forced to talk to Sandy! Why are you running?

"Because… Because he has his goddamned wand!" I said out of breath. Gee, one flight of stairs and I was nearly dead. I was so out of shape - good luck to me with quidditch!

"Who cares? It's just a wand!"

I stared at him in disbelief. Just a wand?

"I've got to, I've got to…. I've gotta do something! This is all going to collapse on us all! He could lose his mind! He could freak out! Smash things! He could hex her into oblivi-"

I was cut mid-sentence. Not by a "Shhhh!", not by a hand slapped across my mouth, but a pair of lips.

Scorpius' Lips.

A cliffy, I'm sorry. I'm a devil aren't I?

There will be some of Sandy's POV in the next chapter so stay tuned.

Gee, 7 chapters and they haven't even been through a month of school. :O

New update hopefully in 3 weeks. I'm saying that but you know me so, anything goes *sorry*.

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Love, Alicia x

Coming up:

"Look at me!" I screamed, "Why can't you look at your own daughter?"

"Because I'm afraid of who my daughter really is now. I don't know her."

His words stung, worse than my whole situation, but I didn't move or stutter. Instead I raised my wand towards his face and closed my eyes.

- Gee that makes the next chapter look like a big dramatic death festival - IT'S NOT I PROMISE!