Hello Hello Hello(: New Chapter * YAY * But your going to kill me . . . Because this isn't the ball chapter! I know . . . But it needed more stuff before hand, if you get what I mean? I hope so. And hopefully this will just make you get more and more excited for the Ball, which will have to be in two chapters! (: Flip! This is turning into the longest story ever! And the funny thing is it was gonna be a oneshot . . . then a threeshot . . . Which then turned into the plan for ten chapters . . . and now that we're on Chapter sixteen I'm a-thinking it will be quite long! So once again, sorry about the ball! And the late update, but MY COMPUTER CRASHED! And I cried, for ages . . . But now its okay (: so you should forgive me.!

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PS If your getting confused at the changing of POV's at the bottom I will say the order of POV's it is, kay? But for the rest of you who want to guess, it's just as usual (:

PPS I really don't understand, somethings up with fanfic, and it means there isn't like separation between my POV's so sorry if that isn't clear / hasn't been clear the whole time.

PPPS Longest authors note yet? I think soo . . . STORY TIME

I TRIED TO FIX THE POV's I'M SO ANNOYED AT FANFIC, I ALWAYS PUT ASTERISKS IN!

DAY BEFORE CHRISTMAS EVE

Scorpius.

"Sure." She said, shrugging her shoulders casually. Anyone would think I'd just asked her how the Cannon's were doing in the league (pathetically-by the way). Then she smiled at me, and nodded politely.

"I'll see you in Transfiguration then?" I ask her, grinning back.

"Sure will." She said before turning around and leaving me standing there, looking like a loser – that's for sure.

But I didn't care, I was heading to the Heads Common Room at an alarming pace, nearly knocking a first year over – and apologising, come on, you gotta give me some credit for that.

Finally I was approaching the portrait, smirking already as I said the password, Weasley was going to be so gutted! I couldn't wait to see her face, and was slightly disappointed when I saw two heads turn around in surprise at my entrance.

Weasley opened her mouth to speak, and so I tried to beat her to it.

Unsuccessfully.

Rose

"Oi, Josie!" I call at my friend, who is a tad busy kissing her boyfriend, at the breakfast table. Classy, really classy.

She looks up at me, all gooey eyed, and says goodbye to her lovely boyfriend, also known as Bailey, previously one of my guy mates. Note the previously. Well, I mean not that we're not friends, it's just that this whole gooey love thing doesn't suit him. . . And I think its getting to Josh a bit. Who is, by the way, going with Mariah to the ball! Super cute if you ask me. But anyway, if whatever weird mushy disease going on between Bailey and Josie is love, reciprocated love, then I'd much rather have requited love.

"You coming?" I ask, as she really takes her time leaving the table.

Seriously, can you just stop. If me and Malfoy ever ended up like that . . . Which is obviously not going to happen, but if it did . . .

"Rose?" Came Josie's slightly irritated voice. She was tapping her foot and looking at me expectantly.

I look at her blankly, (well she has just interrupted my Malfoy daydream . . .)

"Owlery?" she asks pointing to the hallway, "You, me? Talking and walking?"

"Ha ha, very funny." I say as I follow her down the hall, and up too many stairs to the owlery.

"So are we still having the after ball thing in your Common Room?" She asks slightly out of breath. We were nearly at the top of the winding staircase.

"Yeah, well, I haven't told Malfoy yet."

She laughed.

"You still hate each other then?"

I nodded, "I hope he replied." I say, changing the subject from Malformation. My voice sounded kind of worried, and Josie seemed to pick up on this.

"We've been through this before – with Caitlin, he'd be a nutcase to say no."

I smiled weakly.

Caitlin was still in bed no doubt, honestly, she was just as bad as the boys.

"What kind of an owl did you send?" She asks me.

"Just one of the School ones."

"But it didn't come at breakfast?"

"No, I just came here to look at the view." I say rolling my eyes.

Josie frowned slightly.

"Why would you . . . Oh! Right. You're so funny Rose!"

"Thanks." I say grimacing slightly, sometimes Josie could be a little . . . Well, you get the idea.

I guess Tom didn't want to go with me . . .

"Hey Rose!" Josie called to me from the window.

"Mmm?" I say, standing next to her.

She points to the distance.

I smile.

"I think that's your Owl!"

"I think you might be right!" I say, excited and nervous at the same time.

Please, please, please say yes.

Caitlin

"Morning Josh, Morning Mariah."

"Mpfing." Said Josh through his toast.

"Hey Caitlin!" Said Mariah cheerfully. What is wrong with that girl? Does she know what time it is?

"Where's Rose? And Josie?" I ask scanning the table. Bailey wasn't there either, so that means they're probally off somewhere snogging . . . Bleh.

"Owlery." Said Mariah, frowning at Josh's eating habits. And she was taking him to the ball? Poor child.

"Right" I say grabbing some toast on the go. "See you later."

"Bye!" She says, ducking as Josh sprays her with crumbs at his muffled farewell. My friends. . . Nutters.

I start to climb up the stairs, heading for Rose's common room, she'd probally be there by now.

Oh crap, what's the password? Yep, that's right, I'm standing outside the portrait looking real cool, and not knowing the password. I'll have to learn it by tomorrow, we're having the after ball in the common room, and it's gonna be great. Maybe I should just knock on the portrait? If there in there won't they come out? And I'm getting kinda sick of the weird looks from random third years.

Just as I'm about to knock I hear Rose's voice.

"That's okay Josie – you go, its fine!"

Then I see Josie walking off with Bailey. *Throws up in bucket* . . . But not actually-cuz that's gross.

"Caitlin!" She says practically skipping towards me, what was everyone on? I needed to get some.

Then I saw what was in her hand, the letter!

"He said yes!" She said, crushing me in a hug.

"That's great!" I say – well I was sure he was going to, but Rose had her doubts. Which is just plain silly!

"Right." She says releasing me.

"We gonna go in anytime soon?"

"Oh yeah!" she says, slightly out of it. Well Davies is mega hot . . .

"Wingarduim Leviosa"

"Gotta remember that!" I say, and plonk myself down on the couch.

"So, you got everything sorted for tomorrow-" I begin to say, but am cut off by somebody making an entrance.

Scorpius most likely. I turn around, to see I'm correct. Rose jumps to her feet immediately.

"I found a date before you!"

She says the same time as he says:

"Bet you to it Weasel!"

"What?" They then both say at the same time. I settle back into the couch further, this is going to be seriously amusing.

Rose

"Who would go with you?" Malfoy sneers at me as I cross my arms and frown.

"Could ask you the same thing? How did she acquire such brain damage?" I say – and hear Caitlin laugh from the couch. I kinda forgot she was still here . . .

"Well, who's gonna win this then?" He says ignoring my comment.

"Isn't it obvious Malfoy? Or did you forget half of the bet? The better looking, more popular date!"

He pulls a face and shakes his head. "So who is this loser then?"

I smile evilly. "Tom Davies."

Malfoy's jaw drops slightly – before he tries to cover it up. Yes, that's right Malfoy, the one male you look up to is going to the ball with me.

"Whatever Weasley. I'll believe it when I see it."

"Fine." I say easily – shrugging.

"Fine!" He repeats, fuming. I think I'm winning . . .

"Who're you going with?" pipes up Caitlin from the couch.

Malfoy looks at her for a second like she's mental, before realising the question is addressed to him.

"Tamlyn," he says to Caitlin civilly, "Tamlyn Robertson." And I can tell the rest of that sentence was addressed at me because of the tone he used.

"Nice Malfoy, real nice." I say, before storming out of the room, Caitlin a few steps behind me.

I'm not quite sure why that upset me so much. I guess I just wasn't expecting him to take someone I actually considered nice . . .

Scorpius

After discovering someone would actually want to take Weasley to the ball – Davies the absolute dickhead of all people, and Weasley storming out when she realised that she was/is losing! We have to get the Hall and stuff ready for everyone. And naturally we've left it to the last moment, but, at least we've got the prefects to help us out.

Though, I suppose it's typical that out of all the jobs I could be doing, with anybody, I end up putting up signs in the hallway, with the Weasel herself. And right now she's up the top of a ladder, which I could so easily let go of causing her to fall and she seems to be forgetting that fact – judging by the way she's yelling at me.

"I just don't get why you made this the theme! Why not . . . Twilight in Tokyo or something?" She sounded really angry . . . As usual.

"Who would go to a 'Twilight in Tokyo' themed Ball? Honestly Weasley, you are such a-"

"I'm not the one who named the Ball after their fellow Head Student!"

"What are you talking about?" I ask, sighing. Yeah, I'm sick of the fighting, but that's what our relationships come to – once again. I look up to see her frowning, yet still looking beautiful, and she's holding a sign p at me.

"A Kiss from a Rose." She says, pointing at the sign and nearly losing her balance.

"I don't see what your point is Weasley."

"A Kiss from a Rose , Malfoy."

I look at her blankly.

"Rose? As in my first name?"

"Oh! You think I named the Ball after you?" I smirk at her, and her rage seems to grow, she lets go of the ladder, and I steady it with my hands. "Ha! keep dreaming Weasley. I never call you Rose, and no-one would want to go to a Ball called 'Winter with Weasley' or something!" I snort – with class though obviously.

"Very clever Malfoy – but I know you couldn't possibly forget-"

But I never found out what I couldn't forget because at that moment Weasley gestured so violently that she fell off the ladder, screaming. . .Straight into my arms.

And I can't say I didn't like it.

Rose

"Ahhh!" I screamed as I felt myself slip off the ladder, shutting my eyes instantly and bracing myself for the fall.

"Ompf!" was the noise that escaped my mouth as I landed on something soft.

"Er, Weasley?" I opened my eyes to come face to face with Scorpi-er I mean Malfoy. He truly was something . . . I smiled weakly.

"Speechless for once." He smirked at me. Something about being this close in proximity to him made me think he wasn't that bad. I noted the fact that he hadn't dropped me, and didn't seem repulsed.

"OI!"

Malfoy quickly let go of me, the noise bringing him to his senses I guess – though thankfully I landed on my feet, feeling a bit giddy I looked up to see what the commotion was.

"What the hell is this?"

"James?" I ask, squinting to check it really was him. But he ignored me and headed straight for Malfoy.

"Now if this is one of your games Malfoy-"

"Cut it out James! Scor was just saving the day," Said Fred, winking at me and pulling James away from Malfoy.

"Fred!" I say hugging him – obviously here for Caitlin, "James?" I say, once again questioning the fact that my messy haired cousin was at Hogwarts once again.

Malfoy takes this opportunity to continue decorating the hallway, as I interrogate my cousins.

"In the flesh!" James says in an almost Malfoy like tone – which I don't like, as he gestures to himself.

I roll my eyes. Time for a new tactic.

"What's he doing here Fred?"

"Oh, didn't you hear?" He says mischievously.

"No." I say, looking between them, slightly bewildered.

"This is Lisa's current boyfriend." Said Fred gesturing proudly to James.

"What?" I say, my mouth dropping open. "Lisa – as in my ex-dorm mate?"

"Yup." Said James smiling, "The very same."

"Didn't see that one coming." I say thinking about it. So that's why Lisa and Mariah said older students should be allowed!

"Right, well . . ." Fred began rather awkwardly, "How can we help?"

"You lot, can do the balloons."

"Great!" Says James, and their mouths both split into identical evil grins. Should I be worried? I think so.

Scorpius

I was really tired, but definitely looking forward to tomorrow night. The Hall looks really good – and yes, I realise I sound very much like a little excited girl.

I was sitting on Weasley's couch – ignoring and annoying her at the same time, when I heard a knock. Yes, a knock on the portrait, I looked at Weasley questioningly, but she seemed bewildered.

"Well, go and get it then!" She said.

I sighed and stood up, opening the door to see none other than Fred Weasley and James Potter – my favourite people *coughs* in the doorway. For some reason Fred's always been nicer to me than James, despite me being James' little brothers best friend.

"Surprise!" Said Fred, and James pushed past me to get in.

"It's for you." I say flatly, as Weasley's cousins went to talk to her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked them, as I returned to my seat on her couch. Ha.

"Keeping an eye on you two," said James in a joking way – suddenly deciding to be friendly to me. I flicked a smirk Weasley's way.

"Right," Said Weasley rolling her eyes, "what are you actually doing here?"

"Well you can hardly expect us to spend the night in the Slytherin dorms with Al!" Said Fred looking scandalized, "No offence mate." He said turning to me.

"None taken." I say dully.

"So what," Weasley began to say, "Your staying here?"

"Yup." They say at the same time. You would think they were the twins in the family.

"But, you, can't you find somewhere else?" She asked sounding exasperated and looking at me for help. "I'm sure Malfoy doesn't want you two to stay here!"

"Whadya reckon Scorp?" Fred says looking hopeful.

"I don't mind really."

"Cheers mate!" Said James smiling, and sitting opposite me in the chair that Weasley had previously been sitting in. I saw her fingers twitch.

"I always knew you were cool Scor." said Fred, sitting in the other chair.

Weasley frowned.

"So, tell us what we've been missing!" Said Fred, sitting on the edge of his seat.

"Are we talking girls? Or just general happenings?" I ask.

"The lot!" Said James.

"I'm going to bed if anyone cares!" Weasley shouts, storming out of the room.

"Ah, gotta get that beauty sleep eh Rosie-kins?" called James. She poked her tongue out and began to climb the stairs.

"She'll be in there all year if that's the case!" I say without thinking. I mean its fine to criticise Weasley in front of Al, but maybe I shouldn't have in front of her other cousins?

"Classic!" Said James, roaring with laughter, as Fred sputtered and fell off his chair.

Really people, it wasn't that funny. Weasley sent me the evils from the staircase, and I winked back – which only made James and Fred laugh harder. I grinned. Instantly I had become a hero, and it was all due my Weasley insults. This was going to be fun.

So Hiiiii (: hope your not too confused. Order is as follows.

Scorpius

Rose

Caitlin

Rose

Scorpius

Rose

Scorpius

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