Elsi: Bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy

Trek: Hey...uh...sorry...math class.

Elsi: Yeah, I was, like, too busy, like, breaking up with my, like, boyfriend Joe Hottie to, like, write. Sorry.

Trek: Facepalm. Anyways, er...sorry. ELSI DOESN'T OWN HARRY FREAKIN POTTER! The song or the series...

Elsi: YAY! CHAPTER!

Liar

"It's funny," Rose said quietly. Molly quietly looked up from her schoolwork.

"What's funny?" she asked, keeping her voice down, because she could just tell they were getting into some private conversation.

"Well, you and Roxy have these guys, these guys who are just…there for you, you know?"

"So do you," pointed out Molly.

"I do not," scoffed Rose. She pushed her Transfiguration paper to the side, showing Molly how ready she was to get into a sympathetic point. Molly rolled her eyes in response.

"Liar," she said simply. Rose gave a small snort.

"My brothers don't count," she snapped. Molly opened her mouth to argue, and then she continued, "And nor do my cousins." With a successful nod, Rose watched her cousin struggle to come up with something. "See?" She added a hint of sorrow to her voice. "No one."

"You liar!" cried Molly, completely startling Rose when she slapped her hands on the table. "You have Scorpius!"

"Shhhh!" hissed Rose as a few students turned to look at them. "The whole school doesn't have to know!" Molly shrugged, sitting back in her chair.

"It's true, though."

"Is not," huffed Rose. "He's not like Lysander is with you or Lorcan is with Roxy."

"Yeah, but Ly doesn't really count. He's just, you know, a label boyfriend. He isn't really there for me, like Scorpius is for you. And, plus, Lorcan graduated two years ago. He doesn't count."

"You are a liar," snapped Rose, but her heart gave a twinge at the truth in those words.

"It was meant to be," insisted Molly, shrugging her shoulders. "The one day you kiss, sparks are going to fly." Rose bit her lip, thinking back to that Christmas. The moment replayed in her mind: grasping his strong shoulders and forcing him to the ground, pushing down against his warm chest, feeling his muscular arms pulling her close to him, her hands shaping the face that fit ever so perfectly into her hands, pressing her mouth against his with all the force she had and feeling him respond, his warm lips sliding against her own. It had taken everything she had to wink and flounce off, but she had done it.

"No, I'm going to have to disagree with you," she lied casually. At once, she knew it was the wrong thing to say, for Molly's brown eyes went wide with amazement.

"You mean you've actually kissed him?" she gasped.

"I had to, at the snowball fight," Rose defended. "How else was I to get him in the perfect spot for getting squished by a pile of acorns?" Seeing the teasing in her friend's face, Rose stood up, gathered her belongings, and turned to go.

"I've got to go. I promised I'd meet Roxanne." Another lie, but Rose had to get away.

"You mean you're going to leave me alone?" gasped Molly.

"Sorry," muttered Rose, but then she shoved her chair in and walked out of the library as quickly as she could. When she was far enough away from the library, she dropped her books and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes.

"Rose Weasley," she whispered to herself, "you are one big, fat, liar." The words had barely escaped her mouth when there was a small skittering of feet and a large impact. A warm chest pressed against her, slamming her into the wall and making her see stars behind her eyelids. Soft hands grasped her hips gently, and a full pair of lips sought her own passionately, hungrily. After her initial shock, Rose quickly found her hands knotted in even softer, warmer, richer hair. What was she doing? Who was this stranger kissing her in the corridor? But as these questions flickered through Rose's mind, she felt herself relaxing, because it all just felt so familiar, and –

It was in that moment that Rose realized it. She took her hands and shoved as hard as she could, dislodging everything from its natural order. Confirming her fears, staring across at her, breathing heavily, was the devil of devils, Scorpius Malfoy. Anger welled up inside of Rose so fast that she held back angry tears to see him clearly.

"Screw you, Scorpius!" she screamed. The bleach blonde eyebrows raised skeptically.

"Is that a request?" he said sleazily. Rose gave a scream of disgust and backed away, pressing herself even more against the wall.

"You know, Rose," continued Scorpius, using the same tone, "that's quite an interesting position."

"What is wrong with you?" yelled Rose. Without thinking, she rushed forward and slapped him hard across the face. Or at least she tried.

With the agility of the Seeker that he was, Scorpius grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her to him again, shoving his tongue in her mouth. Rose pushed him away again.

"James got to you, didn't he?" she whispered, unaware that he was still holding her tight to his chest.

"You could say that," grinned Scorpius, and he leaned in again, but Rose ducked.

"Well snap out of it," she scolded. "When you're regular, non-perverted, Scorpius, then I might give you a chance." That being her comment on the matter, Rose stalked off down the hall.

"What? But you've always been…" Scorpius didn't finish his sentence, and Rose didn't mind. She replied to his question under her breath, risking a smile.

"Scorpius? I lied."

Elsi: huh huh huh huh huh? was it goooooooood?

Trek: Sighs. Can you guys ignore her hyper randomness and review please? We've had like...no reviews, and it's sad.

Elsi: BOO HOO HOO!

Trek: Yeah. That. So, can you? Thanks. And, we'll have the next chapter up soon. Lysander/Dominique, be prepared.