A/N: Thanks for the reviews, I know last chapter was all doom and gloom but hopefully this one is more lighthearted :)

Never meant to break your back

Never meant to start a fire

Never meant to hold your head under the water, my love

When you get this call me back

I will be walking on a wire

Hoping you would take me back

In spite of everything I've done

-Walking On a Wire, My Favorite Highway

December 10

He ignored my blatant attempts to speak with him all day. I even threw parchment at him all through Potions, and you know how dangerous that is. However, my risk did not pay off. He remained completely frigid and pretended he was oblivious to the balls of parchment constantly bombarding him.

Today was miserable. I don't really know what else to say.

December 11

Alright, I know that technically it has only been 2 days since my completely irrational and inexcusable outburst, and only 2 days since Scorpius has been acting like I don't exist, but it feels like quite a few more. Like, perhaps, a million kajillion years. I hate this.

How do I fix it if he won't talk to me?

December 12

Okay, that's it. I need to take serious action. Throwing parchment and waving my arms and trying to corner him after class have not worked at all. Obviously. That's not radical enough! It's easy to ignore! I need to do something better, something that he won't be able to avoid. Something that will force him to talk to me. And for that… I will need Lily. And Albus. I was never all that keen on filling him in about the whole 'Rose has fallen for the mortal enemy' ordeal, because I was worried about how he would react.

He's not the biggest Malfoy fan. But this calls for drastic action, and I will need their deviousness. I am fresh out of ideas about how to get his attention, and my first couple weren't exactly what one would call winners anyway.

I just hope that Al doesn't react too badly. And that they don't convince me to participate in some completely ridiculous plan that has a probable success rate of negative a million.

Okay. I'm fairly certain that Lily and Al have lost their minds. They have got to be the worst devious masterminds this school has ever seen, how did I get stuck with them as my cousins? Couldn't I have been given people with more common sense? Of course not.

Though I suppose I should be grateful that Al even agreed to help. I wasn't sure he would, in the moments following my confession of everything that's happened in the past 2 weeks, when his mouth was opening and closing wordlessly and his face had gone all blotchy and red. Which wasn't very becoming.

He was, needless to say, less than impressed with my infidelity and my choice of male, and was also hurt that I had not trusted our relationship enough to share all of this with him earlier. Which, you know, fair enough. I should have come to Al sooner with this whole mess; he has always given better advice than his impulsive little sister.

But, what's done is done, and I can't change any of my secret-keeping from Al now. We had a long chat, and I apologized and confessed and it was beautiful and blah blah blah.

And then him and Lily got down to business and started planning. I must admit, I was quite excited. I felt kind of like a spy, or a ninja, or someone who worked in secret doing things that were just so important that if I told a single soul I would have to kill them! It was such a rush. Until I actually heard the plan, and the reality set in that we were just a bunch of kids trying to get a boy to talk to me again. And our plan sucks.

At least, I think it sucks. I can't speak for Lily and Al, and I won't, because it's their plan and they seem to think it's brilliant. In spite of all of my protests and my rationalizing, explaining to them in great detail exactly why it was doomed for failure, they were undeterred.

Not to mention that I don't even want to think about how many school rules we would be breaking. It would be a travesty. I am a good girl, I do not sneak around the castle in the middle of the night (again, spooky darkness) kidnapping young men! They must be pulling my chain, their plan cannot actually be to sneak inside the Slytherin common room in the middle of the night and kidnap Scorpius Malfoy. And then lock him in a room with me somewhere and not release him (or, I should say, us) until all issues have been smoothed out.

Because that is a foolproof plan.

I don't know if we'll even be able to get in to the Slytherin common room in the first place. Lily said not to worry about it, that she 'has her ways' of getting the password. Okay, ew. I didn't need to picture her 'persuading' some Slytherin bloke to tell her the password. And I don't think Albus did either. Well, nice of her to contribute, it's great that she is using her powers for good rather than evil. I guess.

And if we do get in there, how exactly are we supposed to kidnap him? Needless to say, I have never kidnapped anyone before, but I don't think it's a simple task. Otherwise people would probably do it all the time. I know I would. Er, let's keep that a secret.

Apparently we are to put a silencing charm around his bed, then put him in a full body bind, then disillusion him, then levitate him to the nearest broom cupboard/empty classroom, lock the two of us in it, and then remove all of said charms. Simple. Not to mention that they're just going to leave me in a room with a Malfoy who is going to be extremely, extremely pissed off. And grumpy, and half asleep, and that is just a little bit scary.

Besides, what happens if we run into someone on our way? It's hard enough to disillusion one person, there's no way we can all become invisible. So, if we see a teacher, we just, what? Get expelled? What kind of plan is this? I refuse to get expelled when I only have 6 months left of schooling before I graduate and start my career of becoming the next Minister of Magic. Or would that be Ministress? Ministra?

Oh, whatever. The thing is, I really do want to speak to Malfoy, and I want to apoligize and I want, more than anything, for him to forgive me, but I'm scared. I'm scared of sneaking around the castle at night, I'm scared of getting caught, I'm scared of the Slytherin Boys Dorm, and I'm scared that I will pour my heart out to him and he'll just tear it to pieces.

Which is what I deserve, but that doesn't make the thought any more appetizing. As much as I want to talk to him, I feel so nervous thinking about it, and the more days that go by without us speaking the worse it gets. Seriously, my stomach gets all twisty and I don't want to eat anymore (unless it's cake, in which case, I force it down anyway). I just want to get this over with, and then, when he totally rejects me and laughs in my face at least I can say that I tried.

We're doing it tomorrow. Friday the 13th, how symbolic. Unless I chicken out, of course. No, no, I take that back, I won't chicken out, I'm doing it. No matter how stupid it is. For once, I'm actually going to do something, I'm going to fight for what I want. Consequences be damned. All's fair in love and war, right? This has to work. It has to. And it will. Or else I am going to boil Lily and Albus in my cauldron, and poor Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry will only have one child left, and that, in itself, would be a tragedy.

-Rose Weasley. The KIDNAPPER.

A/N: So this is, I believe, the third to last chapter. Unless I combine the last two into one. In which case this would be the second to last chapter. In case anybody cares :P

And also, for continuity purposes, the 13th would not technically fall on a Friday, but hey. This is fanfiction. It can be whatever day of the week I choose :)

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