This is the last chapter, so if you've stuck with me this long, thanks for reading! :)

Rose locked eyes with Scorpius from across the room. He gave her a half smile, and she gave him a small, regretful shake of the head. Then, she approached Lysander and sat down next to him, "Wow, I haven't seen you in almost two days!" Rose exclaimed as she helped herself to mash and peas. From the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of white blonde hair stalking out of the Great Hall.

"What are you doing, Rose?" Lysander asked quietly and calmly. There was something dead about his voice.

"No what's wrong with you," Rose joked, playfully punching him on the shoulder. "You disappeared for two days, since when do you skip your meals, let alone your lessons?"

"I'm serious, Rose. I saw you."

"Saw me what?"

"I saw you with him."

Rose's blood went cold. Her fork froze halfway into her mouth.

"Lysander, what are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, Rose! I saw you two on the quidditch pitch! I was looking out my window and there you were, flying around and kissing Scorpius Fucking Malfoy!" He screamed. A dozen heads turned in their general direction at this outburst. Rose felt her throat close up and found it suddenly impossible to swallow.

"I-I'm sorry," She choked out.

"I am too," Lysander said slowly and stood up. "This was the wrong time and place. I'll see you around," he said and he walked out, Rose knowing deep in her heart that he had no intention of doing just that.

Rose sat contemplating what had just happened for another few minutes then returned to her dormitory to do exactly the same thing.

She knew that she should be upset about what had just happened and how she had let Lysander, the perfect boyfriend, slip away, but she couldn't help but be more upset at the prospect that her fooling around with Malfoy was now over too. She slept on it, and concluded that with him was where her heart really lay.

The next morning, she woke up well before breakfast and settled herself in their normal broom cupboard with her wand, expanding the walls and decorating to make her very own version of the Three Broomsticks right there complete with a table for two and warm butterbeer compliment of the house elves.

When breakfast ended, she waited for Scorpius to pass, and when he finally did, grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside.

"I'm sorry," slipped out of her lips before he could say anything.

"Forget it, Rose. I heard about what happened. I'm not going to be your second choice."

"But you're not!" Rose pleaded as he turned to leave. "I mean, I know it must look that way, but it's not! Do you think I would do all this for him? And that's not even the last of it. Scorpius, I would love to go to Hogsmeade with you, it's just that I couldn't wait until then to see you again. I wanted to make it up to you."

"Seriously Weasley, just leave me alone." He tried to leave again, but she spun him around and pinned him to the door. "Get off of me," he said calmly and sternly. Rose pressed her lips to his firmly and in control of her emotions, for once.

"Please give me another chance. I want to be able to show the whole school that Scorpius Malfoy is my very own prince charming."

Scorpius growled at her, then broke into a smile and kissed her again, "I could never stay mad at you."

I know the ending kind of sucks but I really couldn't come up with anything better in the mindset that I'm in right now and I'm not interested in revising it, sorry.