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It had been three weeks since the night at the lake and things were better between Rose and I it still wasn't where I wanted them to be. We fought less than we normal did and when we teased each other it was kinder but there was still something hanging in the air between us.

It was Friday before a Hogsmeade weekend and we were sitting in postions trying to read a book older than our parents. "What does that say?" I asked pointing to the last line on page 1006. Rose bent down low squinting hard at the book.

"I think it says two eyes of an eagle," she said standing up straight. It was at that moment a large barn owl flew in the window with large package tied to its leg.

Neither of us really taking notice of it until Professor Segmeus cleared his throat "Weasley the class room is a place of learning not a place for you to receive mail." Oh how I hated my head of house at moments like these.

Rose blushed a deep shade of Red as she walked up the front of the class room and took the package off his desk. When she reached our desk once again she laid it on her chair and went back too work.

"Aren't you going to open it?" I asked looking curious.

"Why I already know who it is from," she didn't look up from the book in which was impossible to read.

"Who is it from then?"

"My secret admirer," she looked over too me with a frown on her face. "I wish I knew who it is. The person knows me really well. It kind of scares me,"

"What do you mean they know you really well," I asked playing stupid. Damn right I know her really well. I mean I have spent years...YEARS studying this girl trying to figure out what makes this girl tick.

"I mean knows things that most people don't know,"

"Like what???" I was pushing a little too hard. I just hoped it didn't make my self on obvious choice.

"Remember when were in second years and we had dentition in the forest with Hagrid and we found those flowers growing wild in a clearing. Well you know how I loved them so much?"

"Yes," I was looking over the caldron to make sure everything looked ok.

"I thought we were the only ones who knew about them seeing as most people don't go in there and that's the only place the grow.

"I'm sure we aren't the only people who go in there," I said sighing and looking back too her. "I mean think about it. Every time Hagrid take students in there he always takes them to the same areas. It's possible that this secret admirer saw them and thought that you might like them."

"I don't know they're pretty unusually you know what I mean. Not many people would like them. I know Lilly thought they were hideous."

"Just goes to prove that you're the only one in your family with an open mind about new things,"

"I'm not the only one," she said defensively.

"Oh yeah who else? James?"

"No my mother."

There was this look in her eyes. This look of pain and at that my moment I could feel my heart break. Well if I had a heart it would have broken. "What's wrong?" I asked gently.

"Nothing its just...I was thinking about the time you met her."

"That was one crazy day."

"Yeah I thought my dad might kill yours," she said laughing a bit.

"Yeah but your mom had away with calming them both down."

"I think it's because she threatened them within an inch of their life."

" I don't know but she had a with them that's for sure."

"Yeah she did," she looked back down at the book and then over to the caldron. "She is going to met me in Hogsmeade tomorrow."

"That's cool. My dad said he wanted to come and see me. The man is lonely. I feel sorry for him. He was real popular with the lady's back in his day but my mom really tore him apart when she left,"

"Yeah...I remember you telling me about it back when..."

" We were inseparable," we both laughed nervously.

"Weasley...Malfoy how about less chatting and more work." We both looked up to the front of the class room surprised. We nodded or head and went back too work.

The next day it was a little past twelve and I was waiting in the square for my dad who like always was fifteen minutes late. I saw Rose pass by with her cousins in toe. I smiled slightly when she turned her head in my direction; she did the same before turning away. I finally hear a loud pop behind me. I turn to see my father straightening his long coat seeing as it mid October he must have decided that way too many layers was needed.

"Hello my boy." He said brightly as he pulled me into a hug/pat on the back.

"Hi dad," I pull away. I can see that the dark circles that have been under his eyes for as long as I can remember are no longer there. "You look good,"

"Why thank you..." he said putting his arm around my shoulder and starting to walk up the street.

"Something's changed about you...you seem...Happy,"

"Well I met someone." He said laughing to himself. "Well I have no her for years. We went to school together actually,"

"Really...that's good. I'm happy for you dad," we walked into a small café next too what use to be honeydukes but is now a broom supply store my father owns.

"So how is school going? That Weasley girl still beating you in all your classes?" he asked laughing as we sat down at a table near the back.

"Yes," I make face which only makes him laugh. "Not for long though,"

"How many times do I have to tell you to keep your nose clean?"

"I haven't done anything." I say putting my hands up "Yet," I say that under my breath so he can't hear.

"Her mother was always the same way. Insufferable woman she was back while we were in school. No matter what I did she was always ahead," he opened the menu and scanned it a for a few moments before putting it down. "Doesn't matter though, you're still second and well if you cant be first you have to be second,"

"If grandmother and grandfather heard you talk like this they would have your head," I said laughing at the look that crossed his face.

"If your grandmother and grandfather knew half the stuff I did or am involved in they would have my head,"

There was something really different about him. His eyes light up when he smiled and for the first time in a long time when he said he was happy I knew he really meant it. I don't know who this person is that he is seeing but I'm glad that she came back into his life.

The rest of the day went by fast and I had to admit that I was glad that I had met with him and had lunch. It was getting late and I found myself sitting in the library again looking at the wall with a piece of parchment and quill in front of me. I have one more gift that I want to send to Rose and with this gift I want to include a note. But I don't know what to say with out making it look like me. So hear I sit trying to think of what to write with no luck.

I hear the door open softly behind me. But I'm too concerned with what to say that I don't turn around and see who just came in. After the door closes I don't hear anything else. I just assume the person decided not to stay. But then out of clear blue sky ((or black)) I get hit in the head from behind with a book.

I turn around rubbing my head to see Rose standing there. She didn't look pissed like she was the time before but she didn't look like she was in a good mood either. "Now I know I didn't deserver that one."

"So..."

"What's wrong?" I ask sighing then point to the chair across from me. She takes willingly and just stares down at her hands.

"It's my mom?" she said slowly almost sad but at the same time furious.

"Is she sick?" I asked treading carefully. I know how girls can get. They are sweet and calm and the next moment they are ready to kill you.

"No not at all. She's happy in fact. I guess that should make me happy too. But it doesn't because she seeing someone."

"But you should be happy for her," I say being able to relate somewhat.

"My dad's only been died for five months and she's already found someone knew to sleep on his side of the bed," she said a lone tear sliding down her cheek. "How can she just forget about him and move on like this?"

"She isn't forgetting about him. How can she? You and your brother a proof that he lived and breathed. But he isn't here anymore and she deserves to be happy even after he's gone. She isn't going to replace him. But that doesn't mean she can't find someone else."

She just stared at the wall for a moment. I wondered if I had made her mad by saying this. But deep down I think she knows it is true.

"But five months,"

"The difference between my father and your mother is, my mom she could come back at any moment and I think for a long time that is what he thought would happen. And then when he realized she wasn't going to come back but by then he had forgotten how to really love someone like that. But your dad he isn't coming back because he can't. I think your mom see that and has accepted it."

"When did you become so smart?" she asked smiling a bit. I shrugged my shoulders and just smirk. She called me smart.

"We better head off to bed before they give us detention," we both laugh as we stand up.

"So have you told that girl yet?" the question kind of took me off guard.

"No I haven't,"

"She's lucky...because you can be a really great guy," there is something in her voice that I can't really place but I know she's sad.

We reach the door of the library and stop for a moment just looking at each other. I smile "Well I guess this is good night,"

"Yeah," I push the door open and we both walk out turning our separate ways. I'm almost around the corner when I hear her speak again. "Scorpius don't wait forever to tell her because she may not always be free,"

"I know,"

A.N. So there is more coming so please review and stay tuned.