Here's the chapter! I don't think it's as good, but I tried. Sorry it took a while. Finals, and additional testing, and work is just insane right now. Had a ton of writers block for this chapter:/ It's kinda like a filler. Still, thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy this! One last chapter and that should do it!

"Rose!" I heard my mother's voice and spun around, trying to look for her.

"Mum!" I ran into her open arms like a five year old but I didn't care.

"How are you sweetie? Your father and I haven't gotten a letter from you in forever!" "Yes, I know, I'm so sorry. I've been so busy! Where's dad?"

"Ohhh he's at the Burrow preparing the food for todays feast. We're all meeting at Gran and Gramps today because this is yours and Al's last summer!"

"Wow. That's right! Can't believe time has flown so fast..."

"Me too Rosie."

Then she grabbed my hand and we apparated to the Burrow.

"Dad!"

"Rosie!" He said while enveloping me into a hug only my dad can give. "How was term?"

"It was good. Smells good in here!"

"Well of course! If I make the food, it will always smell and taste good!" He puffed his chest out, which enlarged his ego even more.

"Oh Ronald, you're never going to beat my cooking."

"Gran! How are you?"

"I'm doing just fine sweet pea, now go freshen up, everyone will be arriving soon!"

Within fifteen minutes, all the Weasleys and Potters gathered around the kitchen table which had to be enlarged several times in the years past because of the growing family.

"Everybody dig in!" Gran shouted and all hell broke loose as everyone pushed and shoved their way to get food. I'm still pretty small which comes to my advantage at gatherings like these. I'm always the first one to eat!

After a few hours, the buzz dies down and everyone disperses around the Burrow. I walked over to the garden, and laid on my back and watched the stars.

And out of all the stars and constellations in the night sky, I see the constellation Scorpius staring back at me.

"Really now?" I said, thinking out loud.

"Really now what?" I lifted my head and saw Al walking towards me. He took a seat beside me.

"I just saw the constellation Scorpius." I mumbled.

"Ah. I see."

We sat there in silence, watching the stars.

"Do you really think I'm that ugly Al?"

"Rose, you are truly beautiful. Don't listen to what Scorpius says. He's just trying to be funny."

"Well I never laughed." Al and Scorpius became close friends in first year. Merlin knows why.

"I know, but try to think why he does that to you okay? Maybe there's an ulterior motive."

Before I could reply, he patted my knee and walked away, leaving me puzzled.

I spent all of yesterday, and this morning thinking about what Scorpius said to me that day. I don't know why I keep dwelling on it. I really shouldn't. Yes, his words have affected me but not this much! I've tried everything to get my mind off of it too.

I read, baked, went for a run, ate food, and even attempted to draw! But nothing worked.

After reading through all my textbooks, I plopped down on my bed and stared at my ceiling. Maybe if you just change the way you look I thought to myself. This startled me; I was never the one to change for someone else. But I also wanted to do this for me. So what's the hurt in trying? I won't ever let Malfoy have a reason to terrorize me ever again and it would probably boost up my popularity status... So what am I waiting for?

I grabbed all the ingredients I needed to make the potions and borrowed/stole mum's advanced charms book, hoping to find some useful information on hair dying.

I realized how much of a fit dad would throw once he sees me. But he has to deal with it. I'm sixteen years old now.

The potions actually worked this time. A few of my freckles faded, my hair was soft and smooth, and my skin and my eyes looked like they were glowing. My hair turned out beautifully; an auburn color the shone in the light. I charmed my hair so that curls cascaded down my back.

As I was cleaning, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I stopped and stared. I could barely even recognize myself. In a good way. I suppose...

I heard the front door open. Dad was home. With one last look in the mirror, I descended the stairs.

"Oh! Hi dad! How was work?" I said trying to act casual.

"Rose. What have you done?"

"Oh. My hair? Don't you love it?"

My mom came in from the kitchen.

"Hello dear how was- Rose?"

"Hi mum! You like my hair?"

"It um. Looks, uh..."

"Positively revolting." My dad cut in.

"Ronald! Let's not be rash."

"Why did you do this Rose? To impress someone? Huh!"

"No!"

"Then WHY Rose!"

"Because I wanted a change!"

"But you're beautiful!"

"No. Stop. I'm sixteen. I can change my hair and the way I look if I want to."

"But you don't LOOK LIKE YOURSELF Rose! Stop lying and tell us the truth!"

"THAT'S THE POINT DAD. It's because I don't look like myself! That Rose was nerdy, ugly, and out of place. I just wanted to feel beautiful for once."

I ran back up the stairs, slammed the door to my room, and cried myself to sleep.

Eh. I don't like it. I'll make sure that the last chapter is really good okay? It might take a while but, we'll see!

Thanks again for reading, I would love some feedback from you guys!

-Anon