A/N: Okay as I work on the intense next chapter (one of the last ones in Scorp's fourth year) I'm giving you this treat, a chapter from Rose's point of view! This will push forward the plot a little, but mostly push the relationship part. Enjoy!

Rose:

Rose hated him, by Godric she really, really hated him. Scorpius just thought he was so perfect, with that bloody handsome face and smug, gorgeous smile.

"He's vile...and evil," Rose was talking to Hugo, Albus, James and Fred.

"Just think of how he would've been if Jasper hadn't corrupted him," Albus shook his head.

"Has anyone actually proven that Jasper's a Dark Wizard? I mean I know he's a prat and barely sane, but do you really think..." James trailed off, looking at his family for an answer.

"I think so. I hear he's talented at the Cruciatus curse," Fred said.

"Maybe Malfoy isn't completely corrupted by him. I mean, he did come to learn how to produce a patronus. Dark Wizards don't use Patronus Charms. It's against their nature," Hugo pointed out. Rose felt a strange and unwelcome bout of hope stir in her.

"He used Langlock on me the other day. I couldn't speak for almost and hour, the bloody git," James scowled.

"You're a prefect, why didn't you dock him?" Fred asked.

"I couldn't speak!" James rolled his eyes. Lily walked into the dining hall and before continuing over to the Slytherin table she stopped and looked at Rose.

"If you promise not to share our secrets with James and Al, I'm inviting to the Slytherin Quidditch practice tomorrow. I haven't seen enough of you lately," Lily said and then sat down at her table. Rose looked at Scorpius, sitting alone at the Slytherin table for once. She looked at him as questions swam in her mind.

Would he ever kill, if Jasper told him to? Would he kill her? She knew that they had a rivalry but...the thought of him taking her life made her shudder.

He walked around like he was the greatest thing ever. The Slytherin house seemed to agree with him. A seeker as skilled as her Uncle Harry, a talented spell caster and potion brewer, he seemed perfect. But the more Rose studied him, involuntarily of course, the more she thought that not only was there something bothering him, but that there was something great in him, in a different way.

The down side to watching Lily play Quidditch is that, because she couldn't control her damned mind, she spent the entire time watching Scorpius. She thought she caught him staring at her once, but she was sure that she was imagining things. Rose watched him smirk at Lily as he attempted to push her off her broom. She tried to push him off his. As much as the two hated each other, Rose was starting to notice a strange camaraderie between them on the Quidditch Pitch. Yvonne Vail walked onto the field and Scorpius flew down to her level, smiling and nodding at whatever she told him. Even though Yvonne was attached to Jasper, she was like the female counterpart to Scorpius in many ways. Girls adored Scorpius, boys pined for Yvonne just as much as they did for the Veela descended Victoire. Yvonne had a web of admirers that was parallel to Scorpius's.

And Rose refused to get caught up in Scorpius.

She'd never forget the pain that had coursed through her when he'd called her mum a mudblood. She felt the crushing weight of the pain for at least three days. It didn't matter the he was a talented wizard, seeker and one of the best looking boys in school. She'd stay above him.

"What are you doing here, Weasley?" Scorpius asked her, interrupting her thoughts. He'd flown up by her, his gaze hardened. Rose glared at him.

"I was invited by Lily, thank you very much. Shouldn't you be practicing, Malfoy?" Rose asked him just as harshly. Scorpius's gaze was filled with some emotion that was foreign to Rose.

"Shouldn't you be snogging Lorcan?" He asked. Lily flew over.

"Scorpius, focus. We have a game against Ravenclaw in three days," Lily reminded him. Scorpius nodded and flew off. Rose looked at Lily with mild shock.

"You're getting chummy with him," Rose said, feeling the anger leave her. Lily looked at her, almost aghast.

"I am not!" she scoffed. Rose felt a tiny twinge of jealousy then, though she'd never admit it, that Lily got to spend almost all of her classes and then all of their Quidditch Practices with Scorpius. They almost had to have a less severe rivalry. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the image of Scorpius dancing with Mimi was burning her thoughts.

Rose pursed her lips and closed her eyes, forcing herself to turn her thoughts away from Scorpius. He was a black hole, sucking in everyone around him.

Scorpius was flying higher than all of the other players now, snitch already in hand. He was just flying around, a smile of pure joy plastered onto that flawless face. The happiness that overcame him when he was flying was incredible. Rose had never seen him so happy before and for a minute it was hard to believe that he was one of Jasper's lackey's. Hard to believe that he had cursed innocent students before. He was a different Scorpius here, not giving in to peer pressure, not under Jasper's thumb and overprotective watch. He was free, and Rose couldn't deny how much she loved it. Loved watching him.

His happiness was contagious and Rose found herself beaming too. Sure he was handsome in general but with this fire in his eyes and that smile on his face, he was just perfect and godric he was stunning. Rose hated that her body ached with longing. She was attracted to his looks, she reminded herself. Because the mind behind those blue-grey eyes was deadly, cruel and sick. At least, that was the only side he showed.