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I had no idea on what to call this chapter. So I settled for this, which is a wee bit naff. Oh well. Anyway I'm guessing this fic will be 15-20 chaps. I know, it took ages to get going

Chapter 11: First Trouble

'SQUARK'

I groaned.

'SQUUUARK'

I grudgingly opened my eyes. I hate it when owls disturb you in the morning. I threw off the covers, and uttered a little scream, when I saw it was a handsome tawny owl, standing up tall and proud I realised it was one of the Malfoy's'. I took the envelope off his leg, hands shaking- coated with sweat, and ripped it open. I saw his neat italic script in lines across the parchment.

Rosie,

I really enjoyed our date last night. I hope you did. I apologise if my attitude to muggles and attitude to the animal- fine- waiter scared you. I also am sorry about my father, and that it must be hard for you when he threatens your dad. I am sorry about this, but if you want to go on a picnic at 12, I'd be more than happy. Send a quick reply- I'll see you in the clearing. The place where we first officially met. Remember with your friends and the picnic basket (please don't bring them along) Ha. Anyway, hope you can come.

Scorpius xxx

PS Send your answer along with Prince Kingston III

I read it quickly, yet taking in every single word. I clutched it close to my heart, proof that last night was not part of my crazy dreams. I tucked it into my moleskin bag that Uncle Hagrid got me for my last birthday. I put it behind my bookcase, in case my dad has one of his 'snooping' sprees. I grabbed a quill and scribbled on a scrap bit of parchment.

Scorpius,

It would be so cool. I'll be there. 12. Just got to do a few things before. See you then. Rose :) xoxo

PS Your owl is sweet. He likes my owl apparently; by the way he's sniffing her. But what is up with his name?

I attached it clumsily to Prince Kingston III and opened my window so he could fly out. However, there was something wrong with our date. I had a tutor today. I sighed, and got dressed, into my normal clothes, and walked down to breakfast. I waved at my dad and mum. They were with Dumbledore and my brothers.

They smiled back. I saw Angela sitting on her, moodily spooning her weatabix. I took the seat next to her.

"You okay?"

She dropped her spoon, "Phoebe's having breakfast with her 'Edward Cullen'" She sneered, but looked ashamed of herself after, "It's like my best mates are all leaving me for boys."

"Hey- I did say-"

"I know. I'm sorry for bringing it up. It's just depressing. Your brother's got a beautiful exotic girlfriend." She took a sip of her coke and orange juice." Oh well. Phoebe says Todd's told her loads of stuff about London. She's trying to get her dad to take us three. We'll discuss with notes today. Since Professor Sprout is having her mandrake lecture today."

I spat out my cornflakes I was picking at, "I'm really sorry Ange- but Scorpius asked me out so I'm gonna skive. You don't mind do you?"

"No of course not." She was stunned, "It's just, it's you Rose. You're such a good girl."

I knew she was right, but I was still willing to go.

"Just- she doesn't even take the register. I doubt she'll even realise. Don't bring me up. If anyone mentions me, put a hex on them."

She looked a little scared, but amused."Your dad wants you." And sure enough he was motioning for me. Angela danced off to her dad. Her parents were divorced, and her mum was discussing nargles with her new boyfriend, Neville Longbottom. Her dad was with some army generals, and Gabriella, Ange's elder sister. I could see Angela picking a fight with her. Sisterly love.

I walked steadily over to my father, hoping it wasn't obvious about what I was going to do. He gave me a kiss on the head," Hey Rosie." My mum hugged me gently." Are you looking forward to your lecture today?"

"Yeah." I gulped, "I mean- Herbology necessarily isn't my favourite subject, but it's nice to have that Infomation."

"You are so like your mum." He muttered, smirking.

"Yeah. Well me and Ange are going now so see ya at." I paused.

"Dinner." Angie bounced up, "We're going to the library at lunch, taking sandwiches." I inwardly thanked her, and her smile turned modest.

We got to the corridor where we have our tutor, when I turned back to one of the passageways. I saw Phoebe stop kissing Todd, confused, and I noticed her ambush Ange to what was happening.

I skipped down the path until I reached the clearing. I scanned the area and saw Scorpius, his feet in the water. I ran up and jumped next to him, making him jolt in surprise.

"Not-funny." He spluttered, while I collapsed into laughter.

The picnic was lovely, just me and him and our love. We were just joking and flirting with each other. Even though he was my first and only boyfriend, it just felt right.

After 2 hours, we arrived at the castle gate. He kissed me softly on the lips sweetly, then whispered in my ear, as he absent-mindedly fiddled with my hair," There's some Muggle games in the village tomorrow night. Shall I see you then?"

"Yes." I Whispered.

"7." He walked away and blew a kiss.

I sneaked round to the servants' entrance, and picked the lunch. My mum and dad would be discussing some royal things, as it was only 3. I could go to Angie and Phoebe and discuss London, but the first thing to do was go to my room. I needed to change, as I had stupidly dropped pumpkin juice down myself, when I was musing how fit Scorpius was.

I entered my room, and I saw a piece of parchment placed there. I scanned it and saw it was from Angela, using a pink gel pen and underlining everything.

ROSE!

OH MY GOD I AM SORRY BUT YOU NEED TO COME TO MY ROOM! NOW WHEN YOU GET THIS. I HOPE YOUR DATE WENT WELL. LUV YA. COME NOW.

ANGELA CLARISSA PHEASANT-LOVEGOOD (And Phoebe Lillian Briar Potter is here too)

I dropped the note in surprise. What could be so bad that Ange uses her special pink pen? I scooted to Angela's room, and knocked on it gingerly. I heard a squeal and the door opened instantly.

"What the hell is wrong?"

She gabbled on about things, I could barely understand. Phoebe was sitting cross-legged on her armchair, smirking. When Angela stopped to breath, I turned to her.

"Can you explain?"

"Umm sure."

I took a seat on Ange's bed, while Angela fiddled around with coke.

"Professor Sprout asked your dad at lunch why you weren't at her lecture. Me and Ange weren't there we couldn't stop her. Then your dad came thundering over and asked. He conducted a full search till he concluded you had bunked."

I listened to this, gobsmacked, hoping for her to go' "JOKES!" But Phoebe doesn't joke.

"I should go." I muttered after a minute. Phoebe and Angela nodded sadly.

I jumped up and ran, banging the door after me. I was running too fast, trying to distract myself from my thoughts. I scooted to outside my dad's study.

I knocked meekly.

"WHAT?" I heard him shout."HAVE YOU HEARD NEWS OF ROSALIND?"

"Rose." I corrected him automatically;"I'm here daddy."

I heard him get up and he pulled the door open. His hair was messed up; I guess my sneaking out didn't do him any wonders.

"ROSE!" He pulled me into a tight hug, then pushed me out of it violently, "Where the hell were you Rose? We were so worried."

"I'm sorry but dad-"

"Your mother was so nervous; she had to go for a massage. In the middle of the day?"

"Dad I'm so-"

"And we had to disrupt out matters to look for you. Do you care if we go bankrupt? Obviously not by the –"

"SHUT UP!" I screamed. He looked taken aback.

"We were worried about you."

"Well considering you drank 3 bottles of beer, obviously not." I did not mean to say this, it slipped out.

"Go to your room." He said, dangerously, "I do not want to hear a thing from you, you are grounded young lady." I stood up, and behaving like a spoilt brat, kicked the chair next to me.

"You are in so much trouble Rose." He growled after.

Tell me something I don't know Dad.

As I have said before, Dumbledore is not dead, cos he's awesome. If you think so, put in your review Dumbly love. If you don't think he rocks, REVIEW ANYWAY! I hate the end, and I'm not proud of it.