AN: Hey its nicoisabladeofgrass here! I just got my progress report and I got two Bs, now I'm all depressed. Anyways, on a happier note here is a brand new chapter. I'm in deep need of a new story to read, so if you write your own fanfics or know of a really good one, please review! I'm trying to make my chapters longer so be patient. Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, all rights go to the great J. .
Chapter 7
Scorpius POV
I will win her over if it's the last thing I do, which it probably will be, considering who her father is and how much he hates my family. Rose and I were walking to Headmaster Longbottom's office to receive punishment.
"Password?" the ugly gargoyle questioned.
"Quibbler," Rose answered. We stepped into the threshold and the eagle started to move.
"Rose, Scorpius, we've been expecting you," the old headmaster portraits claimed.
"Sit down, you two," Headmaster ordered. "We need to talk about your be-"
"Uncle Neville, Scorpius and I have already solved our dispute and are willing to try to be friends. We talked and concluded there was no reason to fight, except the fact that our parents hate each other," Rose diplomatically explained. "Scorpius and I came to an agreement to become friends and see where it leads and if friendship doesn't work out, we will be civil towards each other."
"Headmaster, I am quite happy with the thought of not fighting with Miss Weasley and very content to being friends with her," I reasoned. "All right, you are free to go, but if you get into any more trouble, you WILL have consequences," Headmaster warned. "Yes, sir, we understand completely," I said. "Now go back to the heads' common room and pack for your vacation, and have fun over the break. I expect you to come back fully recovered – no more fighting." "Good-bye, Headmaster."
We headed back to the common room that the two of us shared. "Password?" the portrait asked.
"Page 394," I reply. The common room is green and gold with grey furnishings, to the right is my room, which I walk into to get ready for vacation. The walls were green with silver trimmings and my bedspread was pitch black (my favorite color) and on my walls were the Malfoy family crest, the Slytherin house crest, and pictures of Jake, Al, and me. I picked one up. It was Al and me covered in mud from playing in my backyard during a rainstorm. My mother had been furious when we walked in dripping and shivering from the cold, my father just had a good laugh and said I deserved the fun childhood he never had.
I remember that day well, it was our third year, Christmas break, we both got colds but it was worth it. I put it down and started to pack when I heard my door creak open.
It was Rose. She was so beautiful. The light hit her for a moment, and she lit up like an angel. She was stepping closer to me, she then sat on my bed, patting the spot next to her. I sat down and then she spoke.
"I really like you, Scorp. I truly do, but I've never felt like this before and I'm scared, what should I do?" She sounded completely serious and not a little worried.
"I think you should follow your heart." I grabbed her hand in between both of mine. Her hand was so small, just like her. Probably just as fragile and delicate, too. "If we are meant to be together, it'll work out, mind you, we will have problems convincing our parents, and there will be obstacles along the way, but I like you, Rose, and I will never hurt you." I lifted a hand to her face, caressing it.
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AN: Hey, I had a hard time continuing from where we had left off so I hope this chapter didn't disappoint you. I will try to upload another chapter tomorrow. Please review!
