A/N: Sorry for the long wait! Chapter 21! Another kind of long one. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything dealing with 'Harry Potter' or the jokes in this chapter. :)

Tuesday

The library was always so idyllic to the eldest daughter of Ron and Hermione Weasley. She would calm down and feel better by just entering through its doors. Today she was scheduled to meet up with her favorite cousin here, in one of the most peaceful places in the castle. Rose decided to try another joke. That was why she was in the library: she was looking for the right book. The right one was going to be her prop.

She went to the bookshelf behind the one she was just occupying and brushed into someone. She looked up and smiled.

"What're you doing in the Herbology section of the library? Don't you have a tutor that's helping you?" Scorpius grinned and shoved her lightly before picking up a book.

"He can't help me all the time and I doubt he'd help me with my homework," Scorpius said. "What're you doing in the Herbology section of the library?"

"Looking for a book," she answered vaguely.

"Oh, really? There are books here?" Scorpius was really good with being facetious. "But really, what are you looking for? Maybe I can be of service." Rose looked at him before finally nodding. She would let him help her, but she wouldn't tell him why she was looking a specific book; she and Albus could tell him and Henri later. They began to search for a book that would most likely help Rose – Scorpius tackling the top shelves and Rose looking towards the bottom ones.

"How about this one?" Scorpius asked unexpectedly. He held the book up and Rose took it. Flipping through the pages, she saw it was perfect. She smiled at him, gave him a hug, and thanked him before running off to get the book checked out.

Maybe the library's not so bad after all . . . Scorpius thought as he continued to look for a book that would help him with his homework.

Later that day, Albus Potter headed to the library. He waved to the librarian and found a table way in the back. He took out his spellbooks, parchment, quill, and ink and began to work on his book report while waiting for Rose to show up. It took forever, but granted, he had come in earlier than they had planned. She sat down at the table he was had taken up, watching as he completed his report. It was only when he was rolling up the parchment that he noticed her presence.

"Hey, Rose. You have another joke for me today?" he smiled at her.

"Yes, I do actually." She placed the book Scorpius had helped her find on the table. She flipped through the pages to the spot that had what she wanted Albus to see and turned it toward him. There were plenty of pictures on the two pages she had opened up to, so Albus wasn't sure what he was supposed to be looking at or for.

"Okay, where's the joke?"

"What's brown and sounds like a bell?" Albus scanned the book again, looking for the possible answer.

"I don't think I know," he said.

"Dung!" she said, pointing to a few pictures of the word.

Albus shook his head. "Not really funny, Rose. Plus, your jokes are more like riddles."

"So? They're a joke and a riddle in one. A joddle." She looked up at him hopefully, only to see him shake his head again.

"Oh, and I have a question."

"Hm?"

"You brought an actual apple and orange when you had a 'joddle' about one. Then you brought me a stuffed animal dog, since you couldn't get an actual dog, obviously, when you had a 'joddle' about the dog. How come for this one you didn't –?"

"Are you seriously asking me that question?" Rose asked. Albus shrugged and grinned.

"You can be spontaneous sometimes, right?" Rose laughed and picked up the book to check back in.

Wednesday

Rose was slowly pacing around the room. She was in the Ravenclaw girls' dormitory with Emily who was sitting cross legged on her bed, occasionally watching Rose and flipping through a book. She could hear her best friend sometimes mumbling something under her breath.

"Still thinking of some joke for Al?" Emily asked. When Rose didn't answer and kept pacing, she took it as a yes. "Well, maybe I can help you. I'm funny, give or take more than you, possibly." Her best friend glared at her, but sat down on the floor in front of her, signaling for Emily to continue.

"Okay, o great funny one, what do you have in mind?"

"That depends on what you what to hear. I have a wide range on jokes."

"Got anything about, let's see . . . dragons?"

"Nope."

"Okay, snakes?"

"Er – sorry."

"Any type of food?"

"Not really."

"A machine of some sort?"

"No."

"You just said you had a wide range on jokes. What happened?"

". . . I don't know." Rose looked at Emily for a second before she started to laugh. "Hey! Don't laugh at me! I was trying to help." Rose took a deep breath and let it out.

"I wasn't laughing at you . . . I was laughing at . . . I was laughing at . . . hey, maybe I was laughing at you," she managed to say before something small and flat flew toward her and landed in her hair. "What's this?" she asked as she quickly knocked it out.

"A cup that used to have coffee in it."

"And why'd you throw it at me? And where'd you even get it from?"

"St. Mungo's." Rose gave her a questioning look, so Emily went on. "It was in my trunk when I was cleaning it out looking for this book. I was going to throw it away, but this book grabbed my attention then you came in. What better way to throw it away than throw it at your best friend hoping they'll do it for you?" Of course Rose was going to agree, but the small, flat cup gave her idea.

"Thank you, Emily!" She got up, threw it away and left with no further explanation.

"I have a joke! And this time it's not a joddle!" Rose said loudly. Albus jerked up suddenly. Rose had found him in the Gryffindor common room. It looked as though he tried to do some work because he had a book open with some ink and a quill. He must've gotten bored or tired because he was sleeping on the book, quill, and ink.

"Oh, hey Rose, how's it going?" Albus straightened himself and looked at his cousin. He must've just fallen asleep because it would've taken Rose forever to wake him.

"I said I have a joke that's not a joddle," Rose repeated.

"Is it funny?"

Rose ignored him and went on. "A wizard wakes up in a St. Mungo's hospital bed. He suddenly calls out, "Healer, healer! I can't feel my legs!" Can you guess what the healer said?"

"'Stop being an idiot and look down'?" Rose laughed.

"No: 'Of course not – I've cut your arms off!'" She waited for the laughter.

"You can never be gentle with your jokes or 'joddles', huh? Why couldn't that joke have a happy ending?"

"`Cuz it's a joke and never really happened?" Rose asked.

"What if it did?"

"Al! Stop taking every thing out of context and laugh at my joke!" He shook his head.

"My attempt?" Another head shake.

"My wisdom?" This time he did laugh.

"You're so mean!"

"Not really, but that was really funny. Too bad it wasn't a joke." Albus grinned while Rose looked thoughtful as if she was trying to think of something else.

Thursday

"Hey, you guys. Feels like I haven't seen you two in a long time. What's been going on?" Rose smiled as she took a seat next to her favorite two Slytherins. "What're you two doing in here? I thought you didn't like to come in here."

"When we're desperate and in dire need, we're forced to," Henri managed to grunt out. He was busy doing work while Scorpius was leaning back in his chair looking bored. Rose was sitting next to Scorpius since the side of the library table Henri was occupying was messy with parchment and such. He grinned at her and she smiled back.

"Why are you doing work and you're not?" she asked.

"That's because I finished most of my homework. That kid over there couldn't."

"Why?"

"He had detention."

"Henri, what'd you do?"

Henri didn't look up, but Rose could still see the grin that was on his face. "I dunno know; it might have something to do with an explosion, people, and cupboards." He shrugged. "I'm not clear on what really happened."

Scorpius laughed and set his chair back on all four feet. "He set off this type of bomb thing so it'd explode when someone entered it. Soot would come out and wouldn't come off the perpetrators until at least fifty people saw them. Of course Henri managed to capture a snogging couple."

"You're worse than Albus, Henri," Rose said. Henri only shrugged again and continued with his homework. It had gotten pretty quiet and Rose was thinking this was the longest she had heard these two not talking. Scorpius nudged her. Turning to him, she saw he had a stack of pentagon shaped cards in his hands.

"Wanna trade?" he asked with a smile.

"You still collect those?"

"Who doesn't?"

"I don't have mine with me," Rose said truthfully before breaking down. "But I want to see which cards you have." He split his stack in half, gave her one half, and they compared each card that came up. In the end, Scorpius had given Rose seven cards. She was so happy, she was practically beaming; she had even thanked him any time she could squeeze it in.

Henri had finished awhile ago and had watched them trade the cards. Then, feeling hungry as dinner wasn't for some more time, he tried to open a bag of peanuts. Rose gasped and grabbed the bag. Scorpius and Henri looked at her confused.

"You can't eat food in a library," she said.

"Or can you?" Henri asked as he successfully managed to get his peanuts back.

"What flavor are those?" Scorpius asked.

"There isn't a flavor, but they are salted." Rose rolled her eyes and looked on as they took a handful and began to chew. She didn't want to break the rules of the library . . . but watching them eat was making her kind of hungry.

"Can I have some?" she finally asked. The two boys smiled and Henri poured some into her open palm.

"That's right, Rose, join the rebellious side and break the rules." As she ate the yummy salted peanuts, another joke started to form in her head. She suddenly stuck out her hand out for some more peanuts. Henri tipped some more out and looked as she waved at them with her free hand and left.

"Two peanuts were walking down a spooky street at night," she said, skipping the formalities and going straight to the joke when she located Albus. He looked at her.

"Okay . . ." he finally said.

"Guess what happened," she said.

"They were eaten?"

"Nope, but that was somewhat close. One was a-salt-ted. Get it?"

"Are those peanuts?" he asked, looking at her hand. "Can I have some?" She gave him the rest of her peanuts.

"Do you get the joke or not?"

"Yeah, one was a salted peanut, but that's not really funny. Wanna head to the Great Hall for some dinner?" She sighed. Of course he wouldn't pay attention, his mind was on food. She nodded anyway and the two began the trek there while Rose tried to explain the joke again.

A/N: The next chapter will have some Hugo, Henri, and Scorpius. The chapter after that will be in either Scorpius or Rose's point of view - I'm not sure yet - and will be the Hogsmeade trip.

The pentagon shaped cards are, of course, the Famous Wizards and Witches collectible cards if you didn't know.

And if you don't get the last joke: a-salt-ted = assaulted. Get it now? :)

Reviews would be nice! :)

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