The table had been magically extended and the chairs had been magically duplicated, all measures had been made to make the future guests comfortable. The curious hosts lined up to ask questions about their future. Some questions were simple and innocent and easily answered, for example, 'What's my job? Do I get rich?' but the answered because awkward and strained when Fred asked,

'So if George named his kid after me, where's my baby Georgie?' To which the teens stuttered for a few seconds until Teddy saved the day, 'You're what's known as a successful bachelor, there's no settling down for you!' He then awkwardly laughed to signify that the others should carry on with their conversations. He was determined that if he only ever got one day with his parents, there would be no tears. Only a day he would cherish for the rest of his life.

Meanwhile, Lily Potter was scheming. She had always had romance in her heart and prided herself entirely on the fact that she had finally convinced Scorpius to ask out Rose. Not that that had ended particularly well… But nevertheless, she vowed that before this trip was through, two couples would be back together and snogging in broom closets for the world to see. Well, the world wouldn't exactly see, them being in a cupboard and all, but you get the point. Also on her list was to get Albus and Weez together, I mean, he's not exactly subtle about those feelings, but that's a task for next week.

She remembered the first time Rose had admitted that she was in love with her best friend. Of course Lily had known a lot earlier, as had the entire school and its staff. She had only figured it out after Scorpius had gotten his first girlfriend. A posh tart called Adrianna. As if the name wasn't bad enough, she was often seen perched on Scorpius's lap at meal times, much to the discomfort of everyone around, Scorpius's numb knees and especially Rose. She sat and stared at them every mealtime across the room to the Slytherin table, until one day she leaned over to Lily sitting next to her and whispered, 'I've had an epiphany. I think I'm in love with my best friend.' To which Lily had replied, 'What? Al?', and then received a large bump on the back of her head with Rose's Ancient Runes book. 'Sweetie, the rest of us had this epiphany two years ago.' She then giggled to herself and vowed to have them together by the end of the week, starting with getting rid of the posh tart. But that's another story…

After the kissing incident, Teddy had been down on his knees apologising and begging for forgiveness as Victoire cried, but on the other hand Rose and Scorpius stood arguing about the fact that she refused to apologise for something that she had to do. Of course, the mistletoe had disappeared straight after the kiss and so the guilty couple had no proof of their innocence. In everyone's eyes, the kiss was not only incredibly wrong but also incredibly creepy, considering the fact of the age difference and the fact that they were practically related.

An idea struck Lily, perhaps the only way to get Rose to apologise to Scorpius and make up again was to recreate the incident of the posh tart… All she needed now was her own Adrianna Hedgecomb.

I couldn't be someone related or Rose might just hate them forever but also had to be someone pretty, and threatening and believable.

The grandfather clock was just striking six in the afternoon when Little Lily Potter skipped into the drawing room where Lucy Weasley sat talking and laughing with the pretty, threatening and totally believable Eloise Finnegan. Oh, this was going to be good.

'No'

This was the immediate answer.

'Well…I wouldn't answer so quickly, Miss Finnegan, unless you would like me to share with our whole delightful family the tale of last Christmas Eve , when you drank a little too much firewhiskey and tried to kiss Uncle Charlie!'

'WHAT?' spat Lucy, and then collapsed on the floor, clutching her sides laughing.

'Alright, I'll do it. But why did you have to tell Lucy?'

'Well, someone has to give you a makeover first!' Lucy's eyes gleamed with excitement and ideas buzzed around her head. 'But where will we get the clothes? We have none of our stuff here!'

'Well, she'll have to stay in those clothes, but I'm sure Mum and Aunt Hermione must have SOME make up!'

One hour and a lot of complaining later, Eloise walked down the majestic staircase and into the living room. On one side of the room, playing a heated game of wizards chess were Ron and Hugo as Scorpius sat watching, not aware of the attack soon to take place. Opposite, on the other side of the room was Hermione granger asking her brooding daughter if she could remember her mother's OWL results. Eloise was ready to pounce. She made a silent prayer to the ghost of Albus Dumbledore to forgive her when she comes up to heaven; right after Rose beats her to death. She slid her slender flame onto the sofa next to the blonde. A little too close for his liking, and hers.

'Hey Scor' she said in a sultry voice, loud enough to attract the attention of Rose, who stared at her with narrow eyes. She gulped.

'Are you having a good time? I like to have a good time…' This was the point at which Eloise Finnegan decided never to try to seduce someone ever again; she wasn't very good at it. 'I've noticed recently that your arms are getting really big…Must be all of that quidditch…' She stroked his bicep slowly, his eyebrow rose in alarm.

'Weez, what are you doing? Why do you have so much make up on?' The look on Rose's face was growing slowly less confused and more angry. For the finishing touch she decided to reach over and place her soft lips on his cold cheek.

Just at this moment, three things happened. Rose jumped to her feet in outrage. Hugo choked on his pumpkin juice. A small broken voice sounded from the open doorway.

'Scor?...How could you do this to me?' Albus turned and ran upstairs, giving one last glance to his best friend and the girl he was in love with. The gods of timing didn't seem to be smiling down on them today. The silence lasted somewhere between two seconds and three years. After the shock subsided, a raging Rose marched up to the couple and stood there, her lip quivering.

'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?' Rose trembled with pure unadulterated rage. 'THAT'S MY BOYFRIEND YOU JUST KISSED AND MY BEST FRIENDS HEART YOU JUST BROKE, YOU STUPID SLAG!'

Scorpius replied, just as angry, 'HEY! I'M NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND ANYMORE! NOT SINCE YOU CHEATED ON ME RIGHT INFRONT OF MY EYES!'

'I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IT WAS THE STUPID MISTLETOE!'

'THEN WHY WON'T YOU SAY SORRY?'

'BECAUSE I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!'

'I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!'

'THEN BELIEVE THIS!' Rose shouted, grabbing the back of his neck and crashing his lips to hers. For a second, he did not respond, but when she pulled him closer he replied with so much passion that they forgot what they were arguing about. It was then of course that Rose remembered that her father was in the room and they broke apart, panting, her face as red as her hair.

'I'm sorry' she whispered in his ear, as a startled Eloise ran upstairs to the room that Albus was sharing with his young father. No one saw the mischievous smile on Little Lily's face. It seems she had hit two birds with one stone.

Upstairs, Albus Severus Potter lay on his mattress on the floor. Not screaming, not crying, just laying there thinking. How could Scorpius do that to him? How could Scorpius do that to ROSE? A small smile came to his face as a picture of Rose hitting his ex-best friend in the face with a broomstick fleeted across his mind. The door creaked open and he could see a small fragment of the most beautiful face in the world. He rolled over on his bed and faced away from the door. He heard a small knocking on the wooden door and ignored it. The knocking came again, so he mumbled, 'come in'.

'You see, I'm a little confused.' She said, coming in but staying at the door. 'I can't think why me kissing Scorpius would upset you so much.' Albus rolled over and looked her in the eye.

'You're joking right? You can't seriously not know!'

'Know WHAT! It would only make sense if you fancied me or something, which is stupid because you're one of my best friends!' Albus felt like he had been punched in the face by a giant fist called friend-zone. 'Other than you fancying me, which is preposterous, I can't think of a single other reason!'

The door flew open and Scorpius burst into the room, ranting wildly.

'Al! I'm so sorry; it wasn't what it looked like! I didn't do anything! I know you're in love with her but…' He turned and saw her sitting there, her jaw dropped as Al slapped his own forehead. 'Weez! I didn't see you there…sorry?' The tension in the room was palpable.

'You're…you're in love with me? Me? In LOVE?' She slowly sat down on Harry's bed as Scorpius sat nervously on Ron's. Albus plucked up the courage to speak.

'Yes. I am. I know you like Scorpius now, it's fine. It's fine.'

'What? I don't like Sc-ohhh… THAT! I don't like Scorpius! That was Lily's idea: flirt with Scor, and Rose will get jealous so they can get back together!' The two boys sat dumbstruck.

'Was I just played?' asked Scorpius, amused.

'So, I just confessed my embarrassing unrequited feelings for nothing!' asked Albus, not amused. His cheeks flushed and he held his head in his hands.

'Well…I wouldn't say for nothing…' she said with a grin. 'And I wouldn't say unrequited either.' He looked up confused as she bent down and captured his lips in a chaste kiss.

'Well, I'll show myself out.' Scorpius awkwardly shuffled out of the cramped room. 'I've got my own girlfriend to be kissing. Guess Lily's plan worked after all!'

Soon four teens had new grins on their faces and new love in their eyes, and Lily only had one couple left! This one would be easy…

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