"I'm sorry, Luke! I was barely even late for Herbology and Longbottom gave me detention!"

Luke sighed and looked out the window of the Great Hall.

"I can't believe you're not coming to the first game of the season,"

"I'd come if I could, Luke! You know I would!"

"I just don't want to talk now, Rose. I'll see you later," He stood up from the Gryffindor table and walked out of the Great Hall.

Rose sighed and kicked the table. She stood up and wandered over to the Ravenclaw table, where she sat next to Natalie and leaned her head on her shoulder.

"What's up?" she asked.

"Luke hates me because I can't go to his first Quidditch game," Rose mumbled Natalie's shoulder.

"He'll get over it,"

"But what if he doesn't? What if he breaks up with me?"

"He just needs time to cool down. He won't break up with you,"

Rose lifted her head up. "I don't know. He was really mad at me!"

"Don't let him get to you, Rosie,"

The two girls finished their lunch in silence. The rest of the day seemed to go normally. Rose and Natalie met in front of the large doorway to the Quidditch Pitch just before the match.

"Tell me what happens, alright?" Rose asked.

Natalie nodded and ran out side with the crowd towards the Pitch.

Rose walked as slow as she could towards Professor Longbottom's office. Maybe since he's friends with Mum and Dad, he'll be nice and let me go to the game! Dad always said he was easy to persuade... But her wishes were crushed as she entered Longbottom's office.

"You will be learning the proper way to pop Mimblulus mimbletonia today," Professor Longbottom said. In front of him stood rows and rows of lumpy, misshapen plants covered in giant red balls which, Rose guessed, where filled with pus. But much to Rose's surprise, she was not the only one in detention with Longbottom. At the table in front of the Mimblulus mimbletonia, leaning over the table, his long hair falling across his face, sat none other than Scorpius Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy here had detention with Professor McGonagall, but she has came down with a nasty case of...well, some sort of illness in the last couple of hours. I'm not a doctor, and I don't know what it is, but she asked me to carry out his detention today."

Rose stared from Scorpius to Longbottom, then back to Scorpius.

"Please sit down Rose. We have a lot of work to do."

"Ugh!"

Rose squirted pus across her shirt for the third time.

"You'll get the hang of it," Longbottom said. "I'll be right back. I need to go use the rest room," he closed the door behind him. As soon as he left, Rose rushed to the window.

"You think we can see the Pitch from here?"

"Doubt it. Why?"

"My boyfriend Luke has got his game right now,"

"Oh. Right," Scorpius mumbled.

"I know you don't like him, 'cause you're rival captains and all, but he's really sweet and funny and you and him would probably actually get along pretty well if-"

"Why do you care?" Scorpius snapped. Why did it matter to her if he and her boyfriend got along? Rose looked slightly hurt for a moment.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, I'm a Malfoy and you're a Weasley. Don't you hate Malfoys?"

Now Rose looked angry. She turned her back on him and continued to look out the window. "I don't need anyone to tell me who I can and can't like, Scorpius," she said cooly.

They were silent as Rose stood in front of the window until Longbottom came back.

"Once you two pop all the Mimblulus mimbletonia you are free to go," he said once Rose was seated again. Rose and Scorpius popped in a cold silence until they were done and dismissed.

Rose and Scorpius walked down the hall in silence. When they reached an old tapestry, Rose turned to Scorpius. "Well, I've got to go," she said.

"Alright. Er...I'll see you later then?" he asked. Rose nodded.

As he walked off, Scorpius couldn't help think about how much he blew it with Rose. It was his one and probably only chance, and he blew it. You're really stupid, you know that Scorpius? he thought to himself. Really, really stupid.

Once Scorpius was out of her sight, Rose pulled back the tapestry to the hidden passageway. But in front of her stood not the empty passageway as she had expected, but two people, kissing fiercely. As the tapestry was opened, they drew apart and Rose was faced by the two most unlikely people she could imagine.

"Rose!"

"Luke!?" She began to breath very fast, trying to hold back the tears. She noticed the girl trying slink back into the shadows, but caught a glimpse of her face.

"Natalie?"

"H-hey, Rose,"

Rose couldn't hold the tears back any longer. She burst into tear and ran away down the hallway and up the stairs to the Ravenclaw common room.

That night, Rose sat alone in the dark common room, in front of the fire, thinking about Luke.

"Rose?" It was Natalie. "Listen, Rose. I'm sorry about what happened today. It was just-" Rose stood off and began walking off to the dormitory.

"I don't care Natalie. You're just a stupid bitch" And left Natalie sitting their in the dark, the light front the fire dancing on her stunned face.