A/n- sorry about the delay, I had exams to do and my Aunt got me sick. But now it's Christmas holidays, so I have time to write and update. I hope you enjoy. Even though I don't really enjoy writing in Rose's POV, I'm going to write in her POV.

Rose's POV

After hours of working on my homework and missing breakfast, as my stomach constantly reminded me, I had finally finished everything but Potions. I packed up my things and put it away in my room before I headed down to lunch. I hopped down the stairs and joined Jocelyn, Harper, Graham, and Al at the Ravenclaw's table.

"We were starting to worry if you had died," Graham said, as I sat down. I piled the plate full of food.

"No, I just had a late night, and even longer morning," I replied between mouthfuls. As easy as it would have been to talk with my mouth full, mum had taught me better than that. Not the same could be said for Al.

"What are we doing today?" Al asked, his mouth full of whatever he had stuffed it with.

"Al, didn't Aunt Ginny ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" I scolded him. "But, there is always the possibility of going to Hogsmead," I added as an afterthought.

"I really want to play Quidditch," Al groaned. "Besides, Lily's going to be in Hogsmead with her new boyfriend. I don't want to know what my sister is doing with her boyfriend."

"I just played Quidditch yesterday," I reminded him. "Besides, Lily wouldn't do anything in public. So you don't have to worry about seeing that."

"Fine," Al finally grumbled. After everyone had finished their breakfast, they darted their own ways to get dressed properly, with plans to meet in fifteen minutes. I raced back up to my dorm and got out a knee length brown dress. I dressed quickly and kept my hair down. I applied a little make-up and shut my bedroom door, with my galleons in my pocket and my wand in my matching boots.

"Don't you need help with Potions today," Malfoy sat on the floor in front of the coffee table as I had done earlier this morning.

"Can we do that later?" I asked. "I haven't really seen my friends since we started back."

"Fine, eight sharp, don't be late or I quit helping you. I have better things I can be doing than helping someone like you," he nearly spit the last words.

"Someone like me? And what am I like?" I demanded, my hands finding their way to perch upon my hips. He only then looked up at me, his gray eyes were dark.

"You're a know-it-all who hates to admit when you have a problem. You would rather fail than to simply ask for help. The only reason you're even getting Potions help is because I was tired of hearing you two at each other's throat over a simple word. It's always about you, even when it's not. And another thing is that you think you're so much better than everyone else, when you're really not," by the time his spill was over, he was standing directly in front me, his chest heaving up and down, and glaring at me.

I was angry, well, way beyond angry. "And you think you're any different?" I demanded; my voice raising. I took a step towards him, expecting him to step back, but when he didn't I continued to yell at him. "You walk around the halls like you own them. So help anyone that gets in your way because you push them out of the way or hex them for looking at you the wrong way. You think you're entitled to everything which you're not. You're just like your father, cold and heartless."

I turned around from him, trying to leave before he could yell another thing. He stepped in front of me. "Move, I have to meet my friends," I said. When he didn't move, I attempted to push past him.

Within a blink of an eye, I found my back against the wall. My breaths were short and ragged as I tried to break free of his arm that was holding me tightly to wall. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered, "I am nothing like my father. Never compare me to him again."

He let me go. "So, after six years, I have finally found a nerve to hit," I said. He turned around.

"Took you six years to find one nerve, when I found too many nerves to count within the first year," he replied smugly. "Now go, that is if you still want Potions help."

I glared for a few minutes before leaving. I made it down to the hall to meet up with everyone. I saw my friends gathered in a small circle near the left of the hall. I smiled and met up with them. "Hey, sorry I'm late," I announced. Graham put his arm around my shoulder, which as much as I wanted to shrug it off, I didn't.

"It looks like you had an argument with Malfoy," Harper noted, linking her arm through mine and we set off.

"I don't want to talk about it," I grumbled, and tried to get happier.

"So when's this dance that Al has been discussing with other prefects?" Jocelyn asked, sensing that I need to get my mind off the fight.

"Well, I think that everyone has agreed on Christmas Eve. It'll be a masquerade ball," I replied, smiling. "It's two months away which should give everybody enough time to shop for dresses and dress robes."

"Good, we need to go shopping next week then," Harper said excitedly. "But right now, I really want to go to Honeydukes," Harper literally dragged us into the store.

Half an hour later, we walked out of Honeydukes with bag full of candy and sweets. We sat down at a table in The Three Broomsticks. "Five butterbeers over here please, Rosemerta," Graham called to Rosemerta, who sent a plate of butterbeers our way. We placed our galleons one the plate before it flew back to her.

I heard Al groan, and looked over my shoulder to see Lily snogging Adam. "I thought they broke up," I noted as I turned back around.

"They supposedly did," Al answered. "But does she have to do that here? Hearing about her activities are more than enough for me."

"You've heard about her?" I demanded.

"Both Lily and Malfoy thinks it funny to inform me of their activities in the bedroom just to watch me squirm. Personally, I hate it, but they find it humorous," Al grumbled.

Lily stood before us, "It is quiet hilarious to watch him squirm when I tell him what I did the night before."

A/n- So here's the new chapter. I hoped you enjoyed it. Next chapter will be the shopping for the ball.

Reviews make them get very pretty dresses ;)