The end of the year feast seemed more of a somber occasion than Rose had expected. She was too busy missing Dmitri to really enjoy herself. She had written to him the day the Durmstrang students left, but she wasn't sure if her owl would be able to find the school. Her thoughts didn't inspire much hope.

Slytherin was awarded the house cup after they were given a bonus for Alistair's participation in the tournament. Words like 'noble' and 'brave' and 'daring' were thrown around - they made Rose sick. All she could think of was the moment she found out Rafael was dead.

"C'mon, Rose," said James, speaking through a mouthful of food. "Have some of the potatoes, at least. The kitchen's really outdone itself."

Sighing, Rose scooped some of the whipped potatoes onto her plate. "I'm actually glad the year's over," she admitted. "I can't wait to see my brother again."

"I'm sure Hugo will want to hear about everything," said Lysander. "I want my library."

"I want my broomstick," said Albus achingly. "I can't wait to bring it to school!"

Before they knew it, their bags were packed and they were checking under their beds for spare socks or rolls of parchment. Rose closed her trunk and sat on it with a sigh, surveying her dormitory.

"I'll miss you all so much!" gushed Kara Welsh. "You have to write at least twice a week. Promise?"

"Promise!" cried Mary Deverill. "Keep in touch, both of you!"

Loren Nicosa joined the squealing, sobbing group hug. Tia Marsh looked at Rose with one brow raised.

"I'll miss this," she muttered as she passed Rose. "I really will..."

Before Rose knew it, all of the students were being shuffled off to the Hogwarts Express. Professor Evariste offered her a grin as she waved. Some teachers were climbing aboard the train, but he looked like he had no intention of leaving the castle.

Students bustled through the halls of the train, finding their friends and claiming compartments. Rose headed for the far end, where she knew Albus would be waiting.

She had not expected to see Scorpius in the compartment as well. "Surprise, surprise," he said. "You missed all the fun, you know"

"James came," explained Albus. "He had a few choice words for Scorp, who told him to bugger off."

Rose knew she should side with her cousin on this matter, but she could not. "His loss," she said, sitting across from the boys. "So, who's up for a game of wizards chess?"

"I'll play you," said Scorpius. "You still need the practice."

Albus stretched lazily. "Rose," he said suddenly, "did you ever turn that key to Flitwick's office?"

She thought about it for a moment. "I think Lorcan still has it," she said. "I hope it's not missed..."

As the train rolled into motion, the compartment door slid open. "James is being a grouch," said Lysander as he entered with his twin. Looking at Scorpius, he said, "I knew we'd find you here."

Scorpius shrugged, obviously unconcerned. "You can't make everyone like you," he said. "Not that I haven't tried."

Rose grinned. "Maybe he thinks you're using Albus and I guess close to our parents," she joked. "Maybe he has your entire plan worked out."

"I think he's just protective," said Lorcan. "He doesn't want either of you getting hurt."

"If you say so," said Scorpius dismissively. "So long as he and his friends steer clear of that scare tactic junk. I'm not interested in dueling him."

Lysander set himself up next to Rose and watched as she and Scorpius played chess. Lorcan curled into catlike ball and fell asleep almost immediately. Albus was in charge of collecting snacks from the trolley when it came around.

"Wake up," said Lysander, nudging his brother as Albus deposited the snacks on the seat. "Albus got food."

"Not hungry," groaned Lorcan. "Too tired."

"What did you get?" Scorpius asked Albus, who was playing with a wizards card.

"This? Oh, I got this one at the beginning of the year." Albus showed it to Scorpius. "I kept is because of my name, see?"

"But your name it is Albus," said Scorpius, obviously confused.

Rose looked over to see the card. "Albus Severus Potter," she told Scorpius. The top of the card read Severus Snape.

An often misunderstood man, Severus Snape was a key member of the Order of the Phoenix during both great modern Wizarding wars. Employed as a double agent under the late Albus Dumbledore, he never married or had children. He served as longtime Potions master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding, as well as holding the position of Headmaster for a short while.

"Why do you keep it?" asked Scorpius quietly as Rose sat back.

Albus shrugged. "I thought it was either a good sign or a bad sign," he explained. "I took it as a good one."

Scorpius busied himself with opening a chocolate frog. "Nicholas Flamel," he said. "Al, good or bad sign?"

"I say good," said Albus with a laugh.

The reality of impending summer only truly set in as the train pulled into Kings Cross station. Staying in a close group, Rose, Albus, and Scorpius took their bags and ventured out into the station.

Rose found her parents standing with Albus'. The Malfoy's were not with the group.

"I'll find them," Scorpius said as Rose a scanned the crowd. "You two get home safe, okay?"

"We'll write," promised Rose. "My birthday is in July. I expect to see you at the party."

This made Scorpius grin. "Me, at a Weasley party? Oh, you can count on it."

Rose watched him until his figure disappeared into the smoke. Finally, she turned to her family, all of whom were regarding her oddly.

"I know," she said, "okay, I know. He's a Malfoy."

A group of students bustled viaduct into Rose's trolley, knocking one of the trunks out. Before she could bend down to get it, someone else was there.

"I've got it," said Alistair Trimble, kneeling to grab Rose's trunk. He lifted it back into the trolley and looked up, wearing a perfectly amiable grin.

"Thank you," said Rose stiffly.

"Not a problem," said Alistair smoothly. "Have a good summer, Rose."

It was the closest she had been to him since the third task. She stiffened automatically, wishing she held her wand.

Over his shoulder, Rose spotted two small girls with matching brown bobs. They wore oversized sunglasses and squashed-looking Muggle hats. As one, they tilted their heads and grinned. Gemma tapped her neck, the sunlight bringing out the red in her yarn bracelet.

Rose glanced to Rafael's neck. A thick cord was tucked beneath his shirt.

"You too, Alistair," she said. It was a relief to see him turn and walk away, for what she hoped to be the last time. She nodded to the Gemini, who grinned, before turning back to her family.

"I didn't know you knew the Hogwarts champion," said Ron. "Do letters tell you nothing these days?"

Rose rolled her eyes. "I've just seen him around," she said. "Come on. Let's go home."

A/N: Wow.

If you are reading this right now, then... wow.

Thank you all so much for embarking on this grand adventure with me. And thus concludes year one, Rose Weasley and the Callamitus Clause.

The next chapter will contain an FAQ and all of my thank you's. If you have any questions, well, now is the time to ask them! If you enjoyed the story, feel free to drop me a quick note and tell me. :) If you hated it, well, bugger off. Kidding! Just kidding. I'd love negative feedback as well so I can improve year two.

Ah, yes, year two. I'll be revealing the title of year two at the end of my FAQ section. :) I'm almost done writing it, so I'll be able to give you all a projected release date.

This is getting a bit lengthy, so I'll save the rest for the FAQ. All I can say right now is thank you, thank you, thank you. 3