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A steady thunder blew in, bringing in the raindrops. I look out one of the windows in the castle to see the gray clouds rolling in rapidly, moving in synchronization. I had changed out of my robes but, I was still in a desperate need for a bath. I walk to the Gryffindor tower.

"Blubberpus."

The door swings open, revealing a large common room. Many students were settled in the warmth of the fireplace due to the rain having destroyed their plans. I run upstairs to my dorm in which I had grabbed my stuff. Then, I climbed back out, only to find the nearest Prefect Bathroom, I need a nice relaxing one.

I turn on the hot water and wait for the water to fill up the bath and settle. Fiddling with the taps, I set it to my favorite settings. Gold bubbles floated out and smelling like a warm summer night. I carefully settle in and breathe out a sigh, letting the bubbles surround me. Today was amazing, Quidditch tryouts went excellent and Scorpius had finally asked me out. I let that settle itself, I was happy. Truly happy. I try and pop the golden bubbles, watching them float and then burst. After I was clean and no longer smelled like Hugo's socks, I hop out and pull on a pair of jeans and a comfy emerald sweater. Wringing out my hair, I walk out and back to the dorms. When I walk in, though, I pause. Lily was perched on my bed, her face a picture of innocence but I know better. What could... oh god, I completely forgot, she knows. I wince as Lily's eyes find me and she smiles giddily.

I take a deep breath and open my mouth to explain the situation when Lily hushes me. I stare confused when she stands, walks over the door and peers into the hallway before shutting the door and locking it. Then she skips over the bed and sits, her face filled with eagerness.

"Spill," she orders patting to space next to her. I give her a really like I am doing that look. "Please," she says, "I am your closest girlfriend. Spill a few things for me. Actually, spill every detail."

I look at her face and I cave, sitting cross-legged. I did want to talk to her, besides, it has been a while since I did any girly thing. She brings out her hair so it cascades down her back in scarlet waves. I brush off the spark of jealous I felt in my chest, she had amazing hair. Hair that you couldn't simply resist braiding. I scrounge for a hair tie and settle behind her. My hands worked on hair and as they moved, a memory of when Scorpius had braided my hair came into mind. I had to ask him sometime where he had learned to braid. "Fine," I say, "But you have to tell me about private things in your life."

"Deal," Lily said in grinning and she rubs her hands together mischievously making me chuckle, "You first."

I gulped, "What do you want to know?"

"Well for starters, how does he kiss."

"Lily!" I scold, letting go of her hair with one hand to smack her on the arm.

"Hey," she said, rubbing her arm, "It is a legit question. Your boyfriend is practically on the top three list of the most kissable boys in the school, forget our year."

The list, it was a thing every girl did in the school by gathering the girls in their houses and writing down the list. It was usually the hottest boys placed in an order with the ones you would want to date on the top. Scorpius Malfoy was of course on the top, not that I was surprised, Lily was evidence enough.

I look into the hazy light of the afternoon settling over the forest and shake my head. "No, I refuse to tell you how he kisses."

Lily shrugs, "Fine. But then I get another question. How serious are you guys."

I look at her curious innocent eyes, unaware of the importance of this question. I wished I could answer this question myself amongst many other ones, do we even go together or have chemistry. "Well, he asked me out," I say hesitantly.

Lily seemed to find this as a perfect answer, though. She jumps up and clasps her hands together excitedly, "Oh, Rose! This is excellent! We need to find you a dress and a nice pair of shoes. What size are your roommates?" she pauses to think for a moment then shrugs off the question, "You know what, it doesn't matter, we can just use magic."

I roll my eyes, "What is wrong with just casual clothes."

"Nobody wears casual clothes," Lily says with disgust while looking at me like I had turned into a troll or another beast, "at least wear your best clothes."

"Of course, I wasn't planning to go in a trash bag," I grin, I had finished the braid and tied it. I let go of the braid and watched it sway in front of me.

"Honestly, sometimes I can't tell," Lily says shaking her head teasingly. I make a move to smack her but, she quickly jumps off of the bed this time. "Congrats by the way," Lily says before closing the door behind her, "About the date and everything."

Just after she left did I realize I never got my end of the bargain.

The cold fall air had finally swept through the castle and you would find students in the warmth of their beds or the fires in their common rooms.

I wrap myself in a brown crochet blanket that Grandma Molly had given me for last Christmas, she was an excellent knitter, and headed for the quiet common room for Quidditch tryouts and studies had rendered everyone tired. The sun had completely set and light was barely visible, save for the fireflies and light coming from the new gamekeeper's house, Uncle Harry had urged Hagrid to quit his gamekeeper job for he was getting too old and after a while, Hagrid obliged but insisted on staying at Hogwarts, I remember him saying, "Ah, Rosie. It 'ill always is my home. I can' leave it."

Al and Hugo were in the front of the fire, playing wizarding chess. Al's face was concentrated as he told the directions, ignoring the yelling and jeering of the other pieces, this is why I like to play with my own pieces, they didn't often yell at you and trusted you more. I drop in front of them and Al looks at me and sighs in relief.

"My savior, Rosie Posie. Please help me," Al pleads, clasping his hands in a dramatic way.

I look at the game board, all of the pieces belonging to Hugo perfectly in sync and clearly going along with a plan, then look at Al's which were a complete random mess. People often underestimated Hugo, thinking the girl would go on Mum and Hugo and Dad, but actually, Hugo was an incredible brainiac, he just didn't show it and in chess especially, he couldn't be beaten.

"Al, I bet even Dumbledore wouldn't be in the position to help you out," Hugo smirks, leaning into the chair with his hands folded behind his head.

I laugh and Al glared at me, "He is right," I say surveying the board, "He wins any way you move. I am sorry Al but it looks like you skills are dropping."

Al shoots us a look and throws his arms up before leaving and muttering under his breath, "This is a stupid game anyway."

Hugo and I burst out laughing, watching Al leave grumpily. "Nice playing once again little brother," I say grinning, it wasn't often that Al lost in something and when he did, it was too easy to tease him. I didn't really make me feel bad, Al did it to everyone.

"Like I would ever lose," he says packing up his chess, it was passed down in my family for centuries and had been fixed up by Hugo so it shined. I was about to leave when Hugo stops me, "Oh, wait, I forgot to remind you. Up on the boards is some important news you might want to check out." He turns and I can see him grinning, "Congrats."

Could it be the results? I ran to the board, ducking the other student and sure enough, two new papers were tacked up and covering some of the other items. The first one was a plain small paper with two lines written on it and the other, a notice. I took a breath and read the paper first:

THE QUIDDITCH TEAM RESULTS

Chaser- Rachel Wood

I heard a squeal in the back as Rachel pushed through the huddled crowd. She catches my eyes and grins, "I got in! I actually got in! Oh, Dad will be so thrilled."

I smile, "Congratulations."

Rachel smiles wide and runs out her brown hair bouncing. I turn back to the list and take a deep breath, crossing my fingers and read the last line.

Keeper- Rose Weasley

I feel my anxiousness wash away and giddiness replace it. I was on the team, I was going to play in the games. Oh god, Dad was going to go ballistic, he would probably send a Howler like he did with Hugo, with Mum in the back scolding him. Hugo refused to come out of his dorm that day. With a grin, I read the other notice on the board:

THE OTHER SCHOOLS VISITATION

The Tournament will require the other schools to come to Hogwarts. The seating arrangements will be based on the Heads and the sleeping arrangements with corresponding with the sleeping ones. Students will be out on the grounds at 7 sharp tomorrow before dinner and be dressed in their best robes. No hexes, jinxes, charms, or anything that will result in looking like disrespectful actions to the other schools or detentions for a month.

They are coming tomorrow, the schools will be coming tomorrow. I notice everyone starting to huddle together towards the notice and I wiggle out of the crowd before I could die of suffocation and wrap my blanket around me, I head upstairs to sleep.

I rolled out of bed, brushing my teeth and slipping on a blue fluffy bathrobe

My essay for Moonstones was nearly finished so I decided to finish it now, better late than never. I took out my essay and started writing when there was a tap on my shoulder. Rachel stood there with a small smile.

"What are you doing Rose," she asked. Rachel had on a knee-length pleated skirt, white collared shirt, and her hair had been pinned back with two pins. "You are going to be late."

"I know," I say, scribbling faster, "I guess I'll have to skip breakfast."

"You are too lost into the textbooks, you know that." Then, I felt myself being tugged away. "Get ready, I can wait for you," she says, standing me in front of the drawers under our beds that hold our clothes.

I wait for a few moments, thinking, then sigh in defeat. She is right, I can just do my essay in the library in my free time. I pull out a pair of jeans and a short sleeved white shirt and turn to Rachel, "Why are being so friendly, I mean don't get me wrong, but we didn't really know each other until now, much less be close friends."

Rachel shrugs, "I thought, maybe it is not late to change there. I'll turn around to give you privacy."

I smile and quickly change into my clothes and pull on my robes, Rachel would make a nice friend. I start to put my hair in a ponytail and grab my book bag, "Ready."

Rachel walks with me to the Great Hall, talking with me the entire time. "Are you excited to join the team," she asks me grinning as we turn towards the moving staircases.

"Of course," I reply, "Honestly, it was a bit of a surprise. I hated flying, and height especially."

"Maybe, the shock factor removed your fear," she said shrugging.

"What do you mean by that, the shock factor."

"Well," she looked hesitantly at me, "maybe that incident, you know, maybe it forced you to let go of your fear. Though Scorpius Malfoy did an excellent save, enough to make other seekers jealous, and he looked good while doing it too. If he wasn't on the rivaling team, who knows what I might do to him."

I laugh, knowing she meant this jokingly, "Scorpius Malfoy, huh."

"Yeah, you guys are terrible together or used to be."

"Used to?" I ask, looking at her confused.

"Well, yeah," she looks back at me, "Something changed between you two, I don't know what, but something did."

I smile, "Trust me, we are still terrible together now, we just came to a mutual understanding."

"Yeah, sure."

We go through through the doors of the Great Hall. The hall ceiling reminded me of Scorpius's eyes today, the gray clouds rolling darkly, but the sky couldn't seem to dull the atmosphere. All the student were chattering and spreading Hogwarts gossip, even the teachers in the long table were excited. Professor Longbottom was the most excited, he was grinning ear to ear. Alice Longbottom, his daughter, muttered about how he was going bonkers over this. Rachel and I snagged a couple of seats and set our bags under the table.

Lily sat in front of us and her plate was still full of food because she is too busy chatting her mouth off, I swear it is a wonder how it hasn't it fallen off yet.

"Oh, Rose," she says, making all her listeners (which was everyone in hearing distance of her) "Did you hear that Hero Krum is coming to Hogwarts, he is an amazing player."

"Oh my god," Rachel says, no not says, more like screeches, "Hero Krum! He is amazing!"

I roll my eyes while serving myself baked beans and eggs. Hero Krum is Victor Krum's son and as predicted, Hero got the same talents as his dad but I think he is just a show-off with barely any dignity. His looks though were definitely more refined but nonetheless, my opinion would not be swayed. "Why does everybody swoon over him anyway?" I remark shoveling some food onto my spoon, "have you even heard their names I mean, Hero and Victor Krum, what are they, synonyms for the winner."

Lily rolls her eyes at me, "Rose, your choice for boys are terrible. In the fourth year, you dated Daren Creepy."

"It is Daren Creevy and he was nice," I defend. He was, he gave me nice flowers and he was my first kiss, it wasn't that sloppy.

"Either way, I have only seen one exception," she smirks knowingly, "and I have to say, even I appreciate that choice- OW!" I kicked her under the table.

Al, who had been sitting next to Lily raised an eyebrow, "What is she talking about."

"Nothing," I say innocently, now shoveling the baked beans into my mouth.

The classes were even very distracting, nobody could focus except for the teachers. In potions, Al kept dropping wrong ingredients into our potion and when the potion started sweeping through the classroom with angry red boils, I decided to make him sit while I did the work, ignoring Scorpius smirking face and Professor Reynold telling Al that he should refrain from showing to the other schools how he can't concoct a simple Leavesbane potion.

"Al," I sigh exasperated, "you will make us lose points if you keep messing up."

"That is why I am with you," he says easily, "because you can then fix it and I can say I tried."

I roll my eyes and head to Herbology. When classes were over and lunch had just finished, everybody heads to their dorms, fidgeting with their clothes. Some people like me, just stayed in the common room, finishing up work and just hanging out. I sat with Al, Hugo, and my new friend, Rachel, playing Wizarding cards. I throw down my winning hand just as a red misty dragon produces from my cards, proceeding to eat everyone else's. Rachel dropped her cards in a squeal when the dragon lunged at her cards, eliciting a laugh from all of us.

"I win," I grin and gather up the cards and start to deal again.

"This is a fun deck, where did you get it," she asked curiously, as she takes up her new hand.

"Weasley's Wizards Wheezes," Al says, also taking his cards, "I can show you. If you are with me, I bet you can even get a discount."

I look to Rachel and see a small pink blush creep up her cheeks. "That would be great, thanks," she says shyly, looking away.

Hugo and I exchange looks, poor Rachel, she should know better than to like my cousin. Al didn't have a bad personality and his looks according to other girls (they needed better taste) are good but, he was a bit of a player. He never went for a long relationship and usually dated girls who were just looking for a snog or one date. Rachel was a nice girl, she shouldn't go for Al.

Just then the clock shrilled from the top of the fireplace, a reminder for all the students to start heading down. I get up and help Rachel.

"Time to greet the other schools."

"And the majority of your family," Hugo reminds me.

"And my family," I amend and head towards the grounds.

Teachers had to send some students back to their dorms who decided to come in something a bit more, er, flashy than what they were supposed to wear, and McGonagall snapped at the students to straighten their hats and robes or to wipe off the smudges of dirt on the student's faces. We stood in two huddled crowds, split by a huge pathway that allowed a something as big as a carriage to go through, or a whole school or children.

Rachel peers over my shoulder to see the still landscape. "How many students do you think will come to Hogwarts?" she asks me.

"Well, according to the The Great Wizarding Schools and Competitions the Beuxbaxtons and the Drumstrangs always bring a great big crowd to the schools. Some younger kids are left behind, which reminds me, Louis and Fred might not be able to come, they are my younger cousins."

Just then, someone from the front yelled, "They are here!"

The crowd hushed in an instant and everyone was on their toes, peering over the head of each other. I myself stood on a nearby stump, at first, I didn't see anybody then a glow illuminated from the lake.

This chapter was sort of a fun little chapter to foreshadow the sixth year events. Before, this story went a bit quick, and to be honest, a bit to anticlimactic. Please continue to read because you are in for a ride.- crazyforbooks101