"GO, GO GRYFFINDOR! GO, GO GRYFFINDOR!" Rose chanted as the Gryffindor Quiditch Team rose into the air. Shouts and cheers filled the air as the players zoomed around the pitch; Rose cheered and clapped as the Gryffindor players flew past her. She spotted Michael giving his team a pep talk and she smiled at his seriousness. All of the players put their hands in and shouted 'Gryffindor' before flying off again. "MICHAEL!" he whipped round on his broom to face her and she waved at him. "GOOD LUCK!" he smiled and waved back.

"Hey Rose" Monica suddenly appeared at her side, looking slightly dazed.

"What's up with you?" Rose waited for a reply as Monica stared into space. "Hello? Earth to Monica!"

"What?" Monica said coming out of her day dream. Rose studied her appearance and found a suspicious feeling brewing in her belly. Her hair was out of place and she was trying to flatten it, she had no lip-gloss on and Rose could've sworn when she did when she last saw her. Rose frowned as Monica wiped her lips and straightened out her shirt. What was going on?

"Where have you been?"

"I-er..." Monica's eyes widened and she stuttered out a reply of: "Just the er to-toilet" she finished with a fake smile and turned to watch the players. Rose, still frowning also continued watching the players.

"HERE COME THE SLYTHERIN TEAM!" another roar came from the crowd as the Slytherin Team rose into the air, all of them shouting and doing outstanding tricks. She saw him hover on his broom, Beater's bat swinging in the air and a smirk planted on his face. Her stomach did a flip as he started flying around the pitch as her breathing increased at he got closer to her stand. She could've sworn as he passed her theirs eyes locked for only a split second, but it was probably her imagination. His broom seemed to slow and he looked straight at her, but it was over so soon and he sped off again. She watched him fly into the air and join his team. As he did he flew over to Michael and said something to him, Rose couldn't hear anything they were too high up. She watched frustrated as Michael glared back and replied, Scorpius said something back which made Michael lurched violently forward on his broom as if to knock him off his broom. Rose held her breath as did everyone in the Stadium it seemed, she saw the boy she knew as Connor fly to Michael's side. After a few second both Michael and Scorpius flew apart to join their teams. Rose let out an audible sigh of relief.

"What was all that about?" Monica asked, confused.

"I don't know" Rose lied. Monica was about to reply when there was a shout which filled the stadium.

"LET THE GAME BEGIN!" Rose cheered as Gryffindor gained possession of the ball. The pitch was a blur of green and red, zooming at amazing speeds. Suddenly Slytherin had the quaffle and there were boos and cheers all around her. Michael flew up beside the Slytherin chaser, pressuring him to drop the quaffle. Suddenly a bludger came out of nowhere just skimmed the top of Michael's head, Rose looked up to see Scorpius and Al.

"THERE SEEMS TO BE A ARGUEMENT BETWEEN THE LEGENDARY BEATERs OF SLYTHERIN! THIS DOESN'T LOOK GOOD FOR THE TEAM!" Rose tried to block out the annoying commentary as she watched the game. Al and Scorpius weren't playing well and there seemed to be a lot of bludgers aimed at Michael. Al and Scorpius never played badly, well part of it might be that they were currently fighting. Even with all the complications, Gryffindor and Slytherin were relatively equal in possession and the score. Everyone jumped up and cheered around her as Gryffindor scored again, she smiled and whooped as she saw Michael flying with the Quaffle. A Slytherin skilfully took it and zoomed to the other end of the pitch and scored, inside she cheered as everyone around her booed their frustration.

"AT THAT MEANS THE SCORE NOW IS 30 TO SLYTHERIN, 40 TO GRYFFINDOR!"

Rose found herself watching him again flying around the pitch, his Quiditch robes billowing behind him as he hit a bludger with full force towards a Gryffindor Chaser with the Quaffle. She watched the look on his face as the player dropped the Quaffle and a Slytherin caught it, it was full of happiness and achievement. Rose found herself smiling with him.

"What are you so happy about? Slytherin just got the ball!" She looked at Monica, who as looking frustrated. Monica always got very engrossed in Quiditch games, Rose wondered why she did just try out for the team?

"Sorry" she replied as everyone around her jumped up again, cheering and shouting for Gryffindor. Suddenly a glint of gold right into front of her caught Rose's eye. She blinked as the sun reflected off the snitch and into her eyes blinding her.

"ROSE MOVE!" suddenly Rose was pushed forcefully to the ground, she squealed as she hit the wooden floor of the bleachers. She looked up and saw a mix of green and red fly over her, and she saw Monica looking guiltily down at her. She steadily sat up again, and looked at Monica in confusion.

"I'm sorry but they would've hit you!" Rose just laughed but was cut off by an announcement.

"JONES HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" There was tremendous roar from her side of the stadium. Rose jumped up and screamed with Monica as they jumped around like fan girls, Rose looked at the whole Gryffindor team celebrating in the air and saw Michael waving to her. She waved back but as she did she was bombarded by Gryffindors trying to get down onto the pitch She ran along with the stampede smiling and laughing as Monica held onto her for dear life. She reached the grass and ran to the middle of the pitch were a large group of excited people were forming. She pushed to get to the front and saw Michael celebrating with his team. He stopped her and waved her over. She ran to him, so excited to celebrate with her friend.

"Michael! You did so-" suddenly a pair of lips crashed onto hers, her eyes shot open as wide as galleons. WHAT? Rose struggled to break free from Michael hold, what the hell was he doing? Suddenly Michael was pulled away from her and she watched as a blur of green passed her, there was a crunch, a shout from Michael and a gasp from all around her. She looked at the ground to see Michael with a bloody nose and Scorpius standing over him, face red with rage. Rose stood, paralyzed in shock. She watched Michael rise from the ground and shove Scorpius violently and he staggered backwards.

"WHAT THE HELL MALFOY?"

"WHY DON'T YOU KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF?"

"YOU DON'T CONTROL ME MALFOY OR HER! SHE'S MOVED ON!"

"SHUT IT WOOD!"

"ENOUGH!" everyone whipped round to face Rose, and she shrieked. "STOP FIGHTING NOW!" there was long pause in which everyone was silent, there was most of the school crowed around but Rose was so irate she didn't care. This had been brewing for a long time and now it was flowing out and wouldn't stop.

"Rose I'm-"

"SHUT UP MICHAEL! HOW DARE YOU KISS ME! HOW DARE YOU! YOU KNOW I DON'T FEEL THAT WAY FOR YOU! AND DON'T ASSUME I'VE MOVED ON BECAUSE I HAVEN'T, I DON'T KNOW WHY I BOTHERED TYRING TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH YOU AGAIN! I CAN'T BELIVE HOW STUPID I WAS! ALL THIS TIME I HAD MADE EVERY DECISION BASED ON YOU! NOW I WISHED I'D DONE DIFFERENT AND JUST DONE WHAT I FELT!" she turned round to face Scorpius. "AND YOU! YOU'VE BEEN SUCH A PRAT! I'LL ADMIT I MADE MISTAKES BUT I NEVER WANTED TO HURT ANYONE! YOU WOULDN'T EVEN HEAR EXACTLY WHERE I WAS COMING FROM!"

By this time, tears had formed in her eyes and were sliding down her cheeks. Suddenly as if she were talking to herself she whispered, "I've been so stupid" and she turned and ran off the pitch she heard Monica and Albus calls but she just kept running. She ran up the hill to the castle through the corridors, up the stairs and into the Head's Common Room. She ran up to her room and collapsed onto her bed. She cried, until no more tears would come out. She wanted to cry forever, it was better than going to downstairs or to dinner. She would have to face everybody and their questions which was right now her worst nightmare. She sighed and slid under the covers, sleep would take it away because in sleep you feel nothing.