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AN: Here, enjoy some little drabbly-things while I finish applying to college. By the way, thats why I haven't updated in a month or so. I really enjoy your demands for updates (*sarcasm*). To those who were supportive in their wait, I apologize whole heartedly for the long absence. Anyone who has or is applying to college knows how stressful it is. URGHGFDHJGFDHGFD! Its so unorganized! Especially if you don't have any guidance counselors or anything to help you.
Yeah, it's a short chapter, but the sneak peek makes up for it :) The sneak peek is at the end, in italics.
Rose's PoV:
Exams are a hectic, stressful, irritating, agrivating and completely annoying part of my scholastic life. I was glad to have just finished mine.
"Hey, Weasley," Scorpius called from behind me. I slowed my pace to the beech tree, allowing him to catch up.
"Malfoy," I replied, smiling indulgently up at him. We still called each other by our surnames as a joke, in a way. We both hated the idea of pet names. I refused to let him call me 'Rosie-Posie' and I would never utter 'Scorpie' in my life.
"So, Hogsmeade weekend coming up. What are we doing?" Scorpius asked lazily, throwing himself down on the grass and laying back, using his bag as a pillow. I sat adjacent to him, Indian-style.
"What makes you think we're doing anything?" I asked cooly. He opened a single eye, still conveying his amusement at my retaliation to his advances.
"Look, Weasley, we haven't had a single date yet in the two months we've been dating. I think we're ready to take that step," he replied sarcastically. I rolled my eyes.
"Chivalry isn't dead, you know," I retorted. He let loose a hearty guffaw.
"C'mon, Rose! You're my girlfriend, I don't need to ask," he cried, still laughing. When I didn't respond, his smile slowly melted off. I was keeping up a stony front, staring at him with an expressionless face.
"Do I?" he asked uncertainly. I just kept staring.
Scorpius huffed. "Ok, fine," he huffed, running a hand through his hair as he thought.
"Rose Weasley, may I please be obliged with a first date, my lovely, beautiful, amazing girlfriend, who I thank Merlin for everyday, and am not deserving of in the least?" Scorpius bellowed regally, a hand over his heart, drawing scandalized glares from our lazily sunbathing neighbors.
I burst into laughter, nodding at his antics.
"So that's settled, then," Scorpius yawned, plopping back down. I rolled my eyes, but planted a quick kiss on his lips, in a show of quiet thanks at his oblige of my request.
AND NOW FOR YOUR SNEAK PEEK OF THE SEQUEL TO 'Three Words, Eight Letters'
"What's going on? What-" The shop owner was cut off by the sounds of screams coming from the village. He looked at us in alarm before extracting his wand, and against our protests, ran out of the door and into the chaos we'd brought with us. "What do we do now?" Victrola lamented, still panting from the run to the village. We all looked at each other just as an explosion sounded from somewhere down Main Street. Renewed screams and lights from spells flashed from the shops front windows. We all ran to the back of the store, hiding in the racks of robes. There was scuffling coming from around the store and then whispered arguing between Albus and Victrola. "Is everyone okay?" I called softly. Four other affirmations came from the robe racks. We quieted, hiding out in the store. "By the way, I locked the front door," Victrola whispered. "Is that what you were doing a few minutes ago?" Sadie asked. "Uh, sure," came Victrola's uneasy reply. "What-" Sadie began but was cut off by a strange whitling scream from outside the shop. We all froze, several sounds of breath being held sounding from inbetween the robes. We waited for the inevitable explosion, but none came. "We should check it out," Victrola whispered from my right after a few eerily silent minutes. "We'll all go," Scorpius said. We hesitantly climbed out of the racks, our wands raised infront of each of us, just in case. We silently walked to the front of the store, just out of view of the plate glass windows. Sadie slowly crept forward, her wand aloft, to the window. "I can't see anyth-"she started before Victrola snuck up behind her and clapped a hand over her mouth, just as a figure passed in front of the window. We all froze with fear as the Death Eater stopped, looking into the store. In one smooth motion, the Death Eater raised it's wand. Victrola threw herself and Sadie down, just as the window exploded.