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Phase One—Complete

The ceiling in the Great Hall was a cloudless day with a brilliant blue sky. Rosie was already seated in the Great Hall trying to finish up her breakfast quickly. Al had just joined her. He was certainly not a morning person. "I hate Mondays," muttered Al. "Especially Mondays that are sunny. Why couldn't it have been like this on Saturday or Sunday?" He looked at Rosie. "Who are you racing? Classes don't start for another twenty minutes."

"I want to get to class early," Rosie said after swallowing a mouthful of eggs. "We have History of Magic with the Slytherins, remember?"

"Is that supposed to mean something to me? Because I don't exactly enjoy History of Magic or the Slytherins," nodded Al. He paused. "Unless this means you're going to sit with that Malfoy git instead of me!"

"Just one class," she said. "I just want to get to know him and I can definitely talk to him during History of Magic because Professor Binns never cares and Scorpius can't run away from me either. It's one of my only chances. Either way, you can sit next to me. He'll sit on one side and you on the other side."

Al looked rather sulky but didn't protest either. Rosie grinned; she took his moody silence to mean that he would indeed sit next to her. Perhaps she could get both Al and Scorpius to converse with each other and then the three of them could be friends.

Rosie noticed Scorpius stand up and make his way towards the doors of the Great Hall. She too jumped out of her seat. "I'll meet you in class," she said to Al. She dashed out of the Great Hall and followed Scorpius like she had to the mysterious room on the seventh floor. She made sure she went unnoticed and kept at a safe distance.

Scorpius walked to the History of Magic classroom quietly. He entered it and sat down in the back of the classroom in the furthermost, left corner. Rosie stood up the door to the classroom. She didn't enter but watched Scorpius Malfoy through the small crack he had left in the door when he had opened it.

Scorpius had taken out a book and was reading it. He seemed to like reading and learning. Rosie had noticed that he liked to carry a book with him. The book was always different. This time Scorpius held a thick, blood red book. The pages had aged gracefully while the outside covering of the book was faded and stained. I wonder why he didn't end up in Ravenclaw . . . was it bad blood that landed him in Slytherin?

"Ms. Weasley," came a brisk voice. Rosie looked up, startled. It was Professor Rivet, the Transfiguration teacher. "May I ask what you are doing?" She searched Rosie's face for an answer.

"Nothing, professor," said Rosie. "I was just checking to see if anyone was in class yet, and there is. So, I guess I'll just head into class now." She quickly entered the History of Magic class before she could be questioned further.

Scorpius looked up as the door creaked when Rosie closed it once more. He looked surprised to find himself alone with her for the third time. Even more surprising was the fact that she was now walking towards him and sitting down in the empty seat on his right.

"Hi," said Rosie.

Scorpius remained silent. What was she playing at trying to become his friend? She certainly worked much harder than anyone else had to befriend him.

"So, what are you reading?" Rosie continued. She watched him curiously.

"I don't know what your intentions are," grunted Scorpius speaking at last, "but you should just leave me alone."

"But I would like to get to know you some," said Rosie. "You already know so much about me, I think it's only fair I get to know you just as well."

"Why?"

"Well, I thought that maybe we could be friends," said Rosie softly. "And I don't want to use you or humiliate you. I just want to get to know you some more. I told you this last time, remember? I wasn't lying."

"Well, I don't want to be friends," he said flatly with an air of finality in his voice.

"Well, you know what? You're going to be my friend whether you like it or not, because I'm going to keep bothering and pestering you until you finally agree to be friends," she said firmly.

He opened his mouth to speak.

"No," said Rosie before he could say anything, "don't speak, because nothing you say can change my mind."

Scorpius said nothing but glared at her. He picked up his book and quickly buried his nose in it. All the same though because at that same moment, students started pouring into class. Among them was Al who seated himself besides Rosie.

"So, how'd it go?" he asked her.

"Not now," she muttered.

"We can—"

"No," said Rosie sternly.

Al sighed. Professor Binns had just made his usual entrance through the board and began his lecture. His voice dull and monotonous, the entire class fell into the normal stupor. Scorpius, however, seemed to resist Binns's voice. He had put away his book and was taking notes faithfully.

Rosie smiled slightly at this. She recalled how her father had told her stories about her mother and her extraordinary brilliance. One of those stories was how her mother was the only one in their year who could stay attentive and awake during Binns's lectures. Scorpius seemed to have this special talent about him.

She glanced at him. She really wanted to talk to him, but she didn't want to disturb him while he was actually listening to the lecture.

I'll bet he's really intelligent too, thought Rosie. He has to be. He reads so often and takes notes so well; surely he does well in school. I wish more guys could be like that…rather than the lazy arses I know. Rosie let out a small sigh.

Class had kept on and Rosie had become lost in thoughts of Scorpius as she wondered more about him, wishing he'd just accept her invitation of friendship.

"And for homework, I would like a foot and a half essay on the history of house-elves and their service to the Wizarding world," Binns declared. "Due next Monday."

Rosie grinned at the thought of having to write an essay on something her mother had worked to change and improve. She'd be sure to mention the house-elf movement her mother had started while in school and the improvements her mother had made present to improve the working conditions of the house-elves.

Al gave a loud snore as the entire class stood up at once. He had fallen asleep, as he always did, during class. Rosie had quickly scribbled a note for Al with the homework assignment and placed it in his textbook so that it stuck out, ensuring he'd find it whether or not he decided to actually open the book.

Scorpius had already left the class. He had been one of the first to do so. But Rosie would find him; she'd make sure of that.

The class had cleared out entirely except for Al who was drooling slightly onto his book. Rosie sighed at him and prodded him with her wand. "I wrote down the homework for you, but I've go to go now. See you at dinner!" Rosie then headed out of class leaving a grumbling Al to pick up his things and head out by himself.

Rosie looked around to see if she saw any sign of Scorpius. She let out a disappointed sigh when he didn't seem to be around anywhere. Everyone had disappeared. Probably to lunch. She turned a corner to head to the Gryffindor common room. She wasn't feeling very hungry.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm and dragged her away into an empty classroom. Rosie turned around and to her great surprise, it was Scorpius!

"What are you—?" she started.

"You said you wanted to get to know me, didn't you?" he asked roughly.

Rosie nodded and looked at him curiously. Was he actually going to finally give in and be her friend? She decided to remain silent and not say anything that might change his mind.

"And, if it'll get you off my back, then I've decided that on Saturday, meet here and we'll talk some," he concluded.

"Excellent," grinned Rosie. "It's a deal."

"But just promise me that after Saturday you'll leave me alone," said Scorpius firmly to make sure he got his point across. This wasn't going to be the friendship she wanted, but he'd at least spend one day with her. But one day was all he was willing to give.

"Alright, one day and I'll stop bothering you," she smiled. And although she had agreed to leave him alone, she'd plan it out carefully during the week. She'd make sure that by the end of Saturday, he would change his mind and if everything went her way, they'd be friends. After all, she had finally cracked him this far, hadn't she? I bet I can crack him by the end of Saturday. We'll be friends. I'll make sure of it.

"Now, leave me alone for the rest of the week," said Scorpius. "You got what you wanted. Now go."

"But—"

He gave her a firm glare that made it clear she wasn't to acknowledge him at all until Saturday.

"I'm going," she muttered. She then turned and left.

Rosie exited the classroom with the widest grin on her face. She headed down to the Great Hall. She'd go to lunch anyway and talk to Al and try to cheer him up. She wouldn't even bring up Scorpius. Even if he tried to bring him up and dissuade her from her mission, she'd just keep on smiling. And there was nothing anyone could say or do that would bring her mood down.