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I would like to say something. You guys are either dying of the fluff or disgusted by it. Either way, enjoy it while you can because I promise you there WILL BE PAIN. So, I hope you like this chapter. Thanks for reading! 3

I sat at breakfast the next day, wedged between an overjoyed Al and a satisfied Lily.

"He helped, didn't he," Lily whispered to me. I nodded and gave her a small grateful smile before piling helping of potatoes and porridge onto my plate. I poured myself some milk from the nearby jug before talking with everyone.

"Rosie, you will be able to come to the first practice won't you," Al asked, raising an eyebrow.

I shook my head, "No. Sorry, Al but I got the wand weighing ceremony but McGonagall said I will be able to attend the rest of the practices, though."

Al frowned, "Well it is at least better than not being able to come at all."

"Yeah," I'd hate to not play after finally getting on the team, "Al, do you know who do we play against first."

"Not yet but, I hope it is Slytherin," Al screwed up his face, "Last year they won." The feud with Slytherin ended last year with Slytherin winning, and Al resenting them ever since.

Above me, a handful of owls flew in today. Their wings spread wide and flying across the sunny cloudless ceiling and that reminded me of something. I shook my head to Al, "I still haven't told Mum and Dad that I got into the Quidditch team."

Al stopped mid-bite, wide eyed and turned to look at Mum at the Head table who was discussing something with Professor McGonagall. She was smiling and her presence gave me a comfort that I could not quite name. Either way, it tends to be a bit awkward with your Mum at your school but I do wish I could stop by and say hi to her more often. She is very busy with the Ministry, though. "That's why you didn't get a howler from your dad yet," he said, echoing my previous thoughts.

"Yeah. Is it too late to send one now?"

Al chews his potatoes for a minute before thinking, "No, don't."

"Huh?" I ask, not sure I heard right.

"Don't," Al restates before elaborating, "Surprise them."

I smile, that seemed like not such a bad idea. After I confessed my used-to-be fear of heights, Dad gave up trying to get me on a broom. He would be the most thrilled and surprised out of all of them.

Suddenly I jumped because something white whizzed right in front of me and landed next to me. It was a white owl with wings tipped with a grayish-blue color, a familiar one too. On tied its leg with a string was a package. I could feel the curious stares of my family and friends as I sat there, unmoving while a gorgeous and expensive owl nibbled on a toast that hung over a plate. Then, I noticed my name on the package, written in a gorgeous elegant script, one that I knew too well.

Al looked for a moment and nudged me, "Rose. Aren't you going to get that?"

I gulped for a moment because I suddenly realized where this owl came from. There was no need to panic, though, Scorpius didn't put his name on this. I hastily untie the package and put it in my bag.

"I know what it is, I asked Uncle Harry to send me some books," I lied and Lily looked sideways at me, her eyes telling me she understood. Afterward, she mouthed. I nodded in agreement and hurriedly finished my food. Later on, before our first class, we sneaked into our dorms and jumped on my bed. Lily crossed her legs and watched me as I unwrapped the box. The brown paper with my name lay crumpled to the side and the opened the lid of the white box. Then, we both simultaneously gasped at what lay inside. An assortment of candies, all from Honeydukes. I knew Honeydukes like the back of my hand because I had to admit it, I had sweet teeth, one tooth can't do justice. And I really hoped the next Hogsmeade weekend came quickly so I could buy some more but what laid in this box, I could never buy in three trips to Honeydukes. Chocolate frogs, Sugar Quills, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and even Banquet toffee, all of them were there. How the hell was I supposed to give him his money back for this? Then I spotted a sheet of white parchment, folded neatly and tucked away to the side. I opened it and read.

Lily spoke first, "Scorpius really likes you huh."

I rolled my eyes but blushed, "Shut up."

Then I spotted a sheet of white parchment, folded neatly and tucked away to the side. I opened it and read.

Dear Rose,

I remember how you nearly got in trouble once for eating your sugar quills in class, I laughed for hours in your face. Sorry, not the best way to start a letter is it? Well, I felt bad that I took away that opportunity for you to get some candy so I was taking my weekly walks outside of Hogwarts (I trust you this letter will never get in the wrong hands) and so I decided to make up for it. I may have gone a little overboard, though, I wasn't aware which was your favorite. Also, I may or may not have found something while I was coming back with my arms full of candy. I hope you don't mind, and knowing you, don't try and pay me back for any of this, future married couples don't need to.

From yours truly,

Scorpius

I chose to ignore how Scorpius got in and out of Hogwarts without getting caught and would discuss that with him later. I snorted at the last sentence then sighed in defeat, I couldn't pay him back for this in one day with my allowance but when my eye caught on the little "something", I was a hundred percent sure I will not be able to pay this off in a day, or hell, a year!

I passed the letter to Lily, who took it and began to read it while I took a closer look. I took out some piles of candy and tugged at a silver chain so it slipped out and into my palm.

"Oh, my bloody hell." It was a light ruby rose, its color such a rich red and the craftsmanship was so well done that it looked almost real, except for the tiny little faucets that reflected the light.

I looked over to Lilly who opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish. She dropped the letter and her eyes shined brighter than the bloody necklace. "Rose, is it fair to say I want your boyfriend."

I glared at her, probably a bit too intensely because then Lily blushed and muttered a small sorry. I gritted my teeth and spoke, "I am going to murder him." By the look on Lily's face, I knew this was not what she was expecting. I sigh and try to explain it from my view to her, "Lily, I never liked the notion of people buying stuff for me. Exceptions of special events, I don't expect anything really expensive. I especially hate boys who spend millions on girls, they could be doing so much more than throwing family money around to buy an abundance of stuff. So, pardon me but Scorpius is really going to get an earful of this."

Lily grinned after hearing my rant, "Well, go ahead and tell him now. You still have some time."

I was about to dramatically huff and exit the room like a person should but then I realized something. "Dang it," I mutter, "I am carrying too much stuff, and my necklace will probably break if but into my book bag."

"Here is a bloody brilliant idea," Lily pauses and says sarcastically, "why not wear it on your neck."

"Because that symbolizes that I accepted his gift, that's why," I huff angrily. Lily sighs and gets up, snagging one of my treats, I wasn't going to complain about the candy, on her way out.

"Just tell me how it works out," She says grinning and leaves the dorms, allowing me to grab my stuff and head out. The only problem with everything was that in this huge castle, I had no damn idea where Scorpius was, and I sure as hell couldn't go around asking where he was. Or maybe I could say it was Tournament stuff, but even then I doubt everyone would know where he is. I decided to ask Al first, and then go to Scorpius's best mate Ryder. Ryder was a playboy, there was no subtle way to put it. Half of the population at Hogwarts adored him while the other half detests him, guess which side I am on. Al, on the other hand, had access to the Maurader's Map, a prized possession that was handed down from his father to his brother and then to him. James used to wreak havoc in the school when he went here because the map had the ability to pinpoint everybody's location in the school.

I put the box of candy in my bag, not before unwrapping one of the chocolates and popping it into my mouth. The rich sweetness filled my mouth and I was tempted to moan but realized how odd it would sound to a passerby. I would die for chocolate, my one weakness in life. I fled down the stairs and re-entered the Great Hall. Half of the student population was gone, already eaten and were now spending their free time somewhere. I hoped they weren't snogging, I would then have to help out my fellow Prefects in rounding people up. I march over to Al who was still in his seat, finishing up the last of his food.

"Al, I need the map," I said clearly and Al freezes. He then proceeds to tug me down and glare at me.

"Say that a little louder, won't you," he hissed. Then his features softened and he asked curiously, "What do you need it for."

"Nothing important," I say, a bit too quickly.

Al raised an eyebrow, he clearly knew I was lying. Oh for sake, why could I never lie properly, why did it always have to be so bloody awkward. "Well, if it isn't important then I assume you don't need it that bad," Al says, playing my previous words, then turning back to his food.

Ok, so he wanted to play, did he. Well, I was about to bring out a nasty card and slap it on the table. I smirked and sat down, "Remember the time you had some of that Firewhiskey that James brought in. I don't know about you but the things you said, I would love to repeat them." Al slowly turned in his seat, a horrified look plastered on his face, nearly making me guilty for a moment.

"But you said you would never tell anyone," Al said nervously.

I continued, speaking slow and deliberately, "And I would hate to see someone you like hear it." It was in an instant that Al's eyes shifted to the right of the table. My eyes moved with his, curiously looking at who he was looking at. I would guess it would be Layla, or someone equally slutty. It was Rachel. Her brown curls were bouncing as she laughed at something her friend had said. I look sharply at Al. Rachel was my friend and I would never let Al hurt her. I opened my mouth to tell Al off when he pulled out the Maurader's Map. "Just take it," Al said hastily, "And spare me any lecture you were about to give me."

I glared at him but took the map in the end. I had too much annoyance already and I didn't even care. After finding a hidden place behind a suit of armor, away from preening pictures, I took out the map and whispered the phrase to unlocking the map, or it would just be a useless piece of parchment, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

Ink unfurled on the parchment, spreading from a point in the middle of the parchment. I unfolded the map and saw the entire Hogwarts drawn before me. People's names crowded the map and footsteps were displayed to show people moving. My eyes scrolled until it zoomed in onto Scorpius's name hovering above his footsteps, he was outside the school. I looked at where he was, near the Black lake, where we were a few days ago. I muttered the phrase to seal it again, "Mischief Managed." Only four people in my family knew the phrase; Uncle Harry, James, Al, and me. Once again, I was thrilled at the cool weather. The snow had melted away from our last Hogsmeade trip. I had a suspicion it was magic but, I didn't know why someone would change the weather. Scorpius sat in the grass, his blond hair ruffling against what was left of the chilly wind and his robe was pulled over his chest. His pale eyelids were closed and his lips were slightly parted. A part of me emerged and wanted to leave him undisturbed. I nervously fidgeted with the strap of my bag, maybe I should just leave him, he looked so peaceful.

"You know, you don't have to admire my looks from that far." Scorpius had opened one of his eyes and grinned wickedly, "I wouldn't mind you coming here either."

I turned red at the mortification of being caught staring at him. That bastard. I flip my hair over one of my shoulders and march over to where he laid, sitting down and crossing my legs. Scorpius was obviously glad when I had actually sat down next to him but then I pulled out the necklace. He looked at me in confusion and then looked at the necklace. I was the first to break the silence, "What the hell is this," I demanded.

Scorpius frowned, "It is a necklace, didn't you like it."

I forced myself to stay calm as I explained him the situation, "Scorpius, you can't buy me random things like this," I reasoned.

"Why not?"

"Because they are bloody expensive," I cried out in exasperation.

Scorpius now propped himself on his elbow and his brows were furrowed, "So? Why would the price matter to you."

I felt myself blush and mutter the last part, "Because it makes me a feel cheap."

"What?" Scorpius asks, not hearing my mumbling.

No doubt I was bright red at this point and I shouted annoyed, "Because it makes me feel cheap, all right! I feel like someone that you can just buy off with a bloody jewel! And it is unnecessary for you to buy something for me!"

"Rose, if I thought you could be bought with something sparkly, wouldn't I have gotten something for you before I ever took you on a date or before I ever kissed you," Scorpius said quietly. "I bought this necklace because it reminded me of you and I wanted you to have."

Now I felt ashamed, a thousand emotions coursed through, one of them a brief spark of love. I looked down and cleared my throat and looked at the necklace on my lap, I didn't notice until now but it had changed a partly opened light red rose to a closed pale pink bud.

"It is a mood necklace," Scorpius explained. I looked up and he was looking thoughtfully at the necklace, "I decided that what better to get a necklace for a person whose temper is fiery than her hair and changes quicker than the weather, stormy at first then pleasant the next."

I held up the necklace, "How does it work."

Scorpius laughed, "Leave it to you to ask that question, Wildfire. It is a charm so the necklace reacts only to the holder."

I unclasped the necklace and try to put it around my neck but I couldn't seem to get it on. I was about to tug the chain all the way around my neck, so I could see the clasp as I clasped the two ends but Scorpius stopped me. He wrapped his cool hand around my wrist and tugged at it. "Let me," he insisted.

I silently gave it to him and he tugged me to him, causing not an unfamiliar feeling to explode in my stomach. He brushed my hair over my shoulder and pulled the chain around my neck. I felt him fidget with the chain before letting go and the pendant dipped back down. I looked back down at the closed bud of the rose and saw is glisten at the base of my neck. Then I felt a cool pair of lips on my shoulder, I gasped.

"You have the most adorable cluster of freckles on your right shoulder, Scorpius murmured into my skin. I gulped audibly, feeling the burning sensation on my shoulder at where Scorpius's soft lips met my skin. Slowly Scorpius's lips began to make their way across my collarbones and up my neck, leaving a path of fire in it's wake. In a swift motion, he turned me around by my waist so that I facing him and suddenly his lips collided with mine. I let out a weird noise and let me pull Scorpius against me, my fingers knotting themselves into his thick blonde locks. This only encouraged Scorpius to pull me even closer than I thought possible. I felt his hands start to roam, starting from my waist and going up and down my back, then returning back into the same position. I was happy to continue kissing him until I heard a loud gasp. My brain wasn't properly working but somewhere it told me to look up. I quickly pulled away and looked up to see a mix of confusion and distraught and anger on a very familiar face.

A boy with unruly jet black hair and a pair of bright green eyes stood gaping in front of us and we both scrambled to get up. "Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on," asked James.

There was a part to this that I didn't cuz well, it didn't go with what I was writing but I wanted to write it in so I decided to write a side note about it because, WHY NOT. Rose's necklace during the snogging session was a fully blossomed dark red rose. Lust, Love, Passion whatever interpretation you want to give it. I would also like to thank everyone who gave me a review, you made this chapter possible believe it or not. Until next time!- crazyforbooks101