Author's Note:

Next chapter done! I think it's reaching the end. I'm hoping to finish it within the week, maybe a little longer. I'd quite like to do a Marauders Era fanfic but I dotn wantt o start it until this one is finished because I'll end up neglecting one of them. Thank you for all your support! This is the furthest I've ever got with a story, and it wouldnt have happened without your views and comments :)

Rose's Pov:

It was weird sitting at the other end of the Great Hall to James at breakfast. Normally we would chat and laugh at Freddie as he rushed through his forgotten homework. But today, as I had been about to sit down next to him, he gave me such a cold look that I just kept going, eventually sitting next to Roxanne.

"Hey, Roxanne." She grunted a response and continued eating. "What have you got first?"

"Transfiguration."

"Oh, awesome. I've got Herbology..." She grunted again. We sat in silence for some minutes as I picked at my breakfast.

"So, you had an argument with Freddie, Dominique, James and basically every Gryffindor at Hogwarts yesterday... I don't think even I've accomplished that."

"Yeah... I'm a bitch, right?"

"Right. I have taught you well, young one." She laughed. I didn't. "Dominique was pretty pissed."

"I know... Was Freddie?"

"He was more understanding... Annoying sentimental brother..."

"Wait, how did you know I fought with James?"

"Er, because I was listening."

"What?! That was private Roxanne!"

"Well, duh! Otherwise I wouldn't have needed to hide under the sofa. It was uncomfortable, you know."

"What did you hear?"

"Everything." She said with a satisfied smile. "So... you and Malfoy eh?"

"Shhhh! Have you got any idea what would happen if people knew?"

"Yep. Which is exactly why I told over half the school this morning." I stared at her in shock and then round the Great Hall. Sure enough, many people were glancing my way and whispering.

"You bitch!" I yelled at her and slapped her around the face. Then I stood, flustered, waiting for her to react, aware that everyone, including the teachers were watching. But Roxanne didn't fight back or yell at me. Instead she simply applauded.

"Impressive, Rose. That almost hurt." The Hall laughed and I felt my cheeks growing red as I legged it out of the hall, tears dampening my face.

That day was possibly the worst I lived through, which is saying a lot when you consider the previous week. I found myself without a partner in Herbology. Reyna, a 6th year Hufflepuff who always went with me, chose instead to go with Michael Pond, your typical nerd. He had slimy hair and a forever spewing nose. He was one of those people who could make you gag with one look. Luckily we were revising everything we'd done previously throughout the school and today we were studying mandrakes which meant everyone had to wear earmuffs. This blocked out the whispers of others and the odd word which was often my name. It didn't stop them talking though. They couldn't hear each other but they still tried to gossip or bitch about me. Or both.

Charms was worse. I was sat next to Chelsea Zabini, who gave me scathing looks as I sat down.

"So, Weasley. Decided stealing people's boyfriends makes you cool? Well it doesn't. It makes you a slut." I turned to face her.

"What, like you?"

"Excuse me? What did you just call me?!"

"You heard. I called you a slut."

"How dare you!"

"Erm, you called me a slut first. Therefore I am allowed to retaliate." She opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish before she eventually gave up trying to come up with another insult. I got on with my work, writing out the terminology for household spells.

"Well I bet you didn't sleep with him..." She hissed after ten minutes. My fists clenched and I bit the inside of my cheek. "Thought not. I'm not surprised though. I bet you're still a virgin!" She gave a horrible sounding cackle. Professor Flitwick turned his head from the black board to see where the sound had come from and incidentally fell off the stool he was standing on. The class roared with laughter. He picked himself up and brushed down his robes.

"Gosh, Rose! You shouldn't have made that horrid sound, Professor Flitwick could have died!" Zabini exclaimed. Professor Flitwick glared at me.

"Miss Weasley, please see me after the lesson is over so we can arrange your detention." I groaned and snarled at Zabini, who laughed victoriously.

"Why don't you just back off, Chelsea?!"

"Why should I? You're on my territory, not the other way around."

"Scorpius is not your territory!"

"He is too!"

"Is not! He broke up with you!"

"What? How do you know that?!"

"Because you obviously wouldn't have broken up with him unless you'd found a 'hotter' guy. And seeing as your single..."

"Bitch. He only ended it because of you!"

"Really?"

"He only did it because I was laughing at you and he told me to stop! He feels sorry for you!" She laughed again and I knew I was about to explode.

"You're a real bitch, you know!"

"Oh, I know." I stood up and walked out of the class, ignoring Flitwick's protests.

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