A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short compared to the others, but it was necessary in order to work.

Hmm...I have an addiction. It's called Starkid. And all of their music. Especially AVPM/S. I've managed to put all of their songs in order in my playlist the way they go in the musicals :) Win. Anyways, here's chapter six!

CHAPTER 6

Rose stared glumly out the window of the train. Alex and his parents had had … well a decent time with her family, but Scorpius was right. All he cared about was their fame, and constantly asking questions about the war. And no one had told her that his father had once dated her Aunt Fleur. She was the most fed up with Roger out of anyone, except for Bill and Parvati. Near the last few days, everyone had found them quite annoying. So they had left her home around two days ago, with the pretext of wanting to see Roger's parents, but Rose knew that they knew Roger and Alex were being an annoying prats.

Teddy had glamorously proposed to Victoire on New Year's Eve, and Victoire immediately approached me with a list of ideas already. She wanted a summer wedding, so everyone could attend, just like her parents. But not until the next year.

She hadn't heard from Scorpius since that week in November. In all of her classes he had sat as far from her as possible. If she entered the Common Room while he was there, he would leave. She had even tried going up to his dorm room, but there was some sort of shield against her on it. And having read Hogwarts: A History hundreds of times, she knew that wasn't a normal barrier, and Scorpius must have placed it there himself.

Granted Scorpius was fine with Albus, but only when Rose wasn't around. Albus had grudgingly taken her side, but Rose let him hang out with Scorpius. She wasn't angry with Scorpius anymore, and just wished she had her friend back.

Sighing she laid her head against the cool glass of the window. She was in a compartment by herself; Albus having left to sit with Scorpius, Dominique had run off to find the Gryffindors, and Hugo and Lily hadn't been seen since they'd gotten on the train.

Soon sleep overrode her mind, and she had drifted off into a deep slumber.

…

"Scorpius. Come on man, this is the longest you guys have gone without talking. Almost as long as when I ignored Rose in first year, remember?"

"Yeah, I know Al. But she pulled the family card, and hasn't even apologized. I don't even think she realized what she had done!" Scorpius' face drooped. Great, he had accidently told Albus why he hated Rose so much.

"Wait, what? I thought you were mad at her for going out with Davies! You never said anything about that. I can't believe Rose would – "

"Al, it's OK. I didn't tell you, because I knew you would get mad like this."

"Oh."

"Yeah. She said, and I quote 'That's because you're a Malfoy. It's in your blood not to care.' … Honestly. She met my father, as did you. Did he seem like he didn't care? Inviting you all over this summer was his idea! Not mine!" Groaning he ran a hand through his hair. "Nothing can hurt me as much as that did. She insulted not only me but my family. It's going to be hard to forgive her, and she needs a damn good case to back her up."

Albus tried to look anywhere but at Scorpius. "I kind of know how you felt back in first year, you know? Being in the middle. I mean, granted now I'm mad at Rose for saying those things, but I'm not going to abandon her just because I know she was wrong. You have every right to, however, so be my guest."

Rose lurched forward as the train stopped. Luckily they didn't need to have their robes on when they arrived, as Rose had not changed into hers and they were already in Hogsmeade. Grabbing her rucksack that she had kept her things in, she left her lonely compartment and made her way off the train, mingling into the other students who had returned from their Holidays.

Happily she ran into Sarah and Connie as they were exiting the train.

"Where were you guys to? I looked around, but couldn't find anyone!" Rose exclaimed.

"Oh. We were sitting with Al and Scorpius…" Connie replied, although there was pity in her voice.

"Oh." Rose felt disheartened, but Sarah gave her a look of clear apology. "That's OK. I caught up on some missed sleep that was thwarted by my outrageously large family."

Sarah nodded. "All Albus could do was complain about how annoying Alex was. Was he really that bad?"

"Yeah guys. He was that bad. And I feel terrible, Scorpius tried to warn me that day in Hogsmeade, and I blew him off."

"According to him, you did more than blow him off…" Connie mumbled, but Rose managed to catch it.

"Huh?"

"He said you pulled the Malfoy card Rose," Sarah said sheepishly.

"Oh man, that's what he's been mad about this whole time? Oh Merlin I need to apologize for that. I had completely forgotten saying that, honestly. I thought it was about the whole idea of insulting him and going out with Alex!"

"He's also upset because you've basically only known Alex for a little while, and you invited him to Christmas. Yet you've known Scorpius for three years and never invited him once…" Connie said, eyeing her nail beds as if they were more interesting than what she was telling Rose.

Rose nearly dropped everything in her arms. "Oh Merlin! I am the worst friend in the world! I did the number one thing that you're not supposed to do!" Sarah looked at Rose funny, so she continued, "I put a stupid relationship before my friends…Merlin's pants!"

Rose was definitely the worst friend ever, and there was Scorpius being the best friend she could ever want. Even though he was still mad at her, he still managed to send her a Christmas present. Good thing she hadn't given up on him and had bought one as well that she returned with his owl he had sent.

Rose fiddled with the Charm bracelet she had received last year for her birthday that she had finally managed to find. It had fallen into a pair of socks in her trunk, and she found it there the morning before leaving for the Holidays. Luckily no one in the family had noticed it was missing, Aunt Angelina would surely have been angry, as well as James and his friends, who had given her all the charms, and the subsequent ones added on after from various family members.

Sighing, Rose was quiet the rest of the carriage ride up to the school. She had attempted to find Scorpius, but his carriage must have already left.

Scorpius wasn't in the Common Room either, or in his room according to Tyler whom she had run in to. So Rose decided to just go to dinner and see if he was at the table or not.

Entering the Great Hall, Rose made her way to the Ravenclaw table, hoping to find either Al or Scorpius, but all she could see was Albus, sitting with Jacob and Tyler, and this fifth year girl whose name escaped Rose.

Just as Rose turned to sit with Sarah, Rose did a double take. No, the random girl was not just sitting there. She was practically in Scorpius' lap. Rose's jaw dropped, and she felt something akin to tears prick at her eyes. Wait a second! Why was she crying?

Her sadness immediately turned to anger, forcing her to lose her appetite and she strode right back out the way she had come, up the stairs and straight to Ravenclaw Tower.

Looking at the Eagle, she waited for the riddle.

'Back so soon, Miss Weasley. Alright, I'll have to give you a new riddle; you figured the other one out too fast for my liking.'

Pausing for a moment, the Eagle continued,

'A headless man had a letter to write
It was read by a man who had lost his sight
The dumb repeated it word for word
And deaf was he who listened and heard.'

Rose stared bewildered at the Eagle. This had been one of the only few times a riddle had stumped her. Scratching her head, she thought hard.

"Er. By letter, does it mean like a letter you would send in the mail? Because that wouldn't make sense. Unless it was just a letter like the letter 'K' or the letter 'R'…something like that."

'You're on the right track Miss Weasley! I daresay this is one of the trickiest riddles I have given…two seventh years couldn't solve it only moments ago.'

"So if it's a letter of the alphabet…um…Oh! Maybe…no…I'm not sure. Oh this is tricky. Let's see. What if it was a letter that could represent something?"

'Quite right Miss! You're very warm!'

"Oh! I think I got it! It's sort of like that riddle you gave once, where the answer was nothing! In this case, the letter is 'O' … like the number zero. So the man had zero to write, or nothing. The blind can't read unless it's Braille, so he reads nothing. The dumb person will repeat nothing as they don't understand it. And the deaf man would hear nothing anyways."

'You are quite correct Miss Weasley! I'll have you know that your brain must be very powerful to get that one! Congratulations!'

And with that the door opened.

Climbing up to her bedroom, she strode to her bed. Thanks to the riddle, her anger had dissipated, as hard thinking calmed her down. But it was still present.

Pulling out her wand, she transfigured an old pair of her socks into a nice glass vase. Turning, she put a silencing charm on the door, then without hesitation, picked up the vase and gave it a heave at the nearest wall.

The shattering of the glass mixed with her angry scream calmed her down substantially, and Rose felt her anger disappear. Why should she be angry? Scorpius had every right to snog whom he wanted to. Who cares if it was some stupid fifth year while they were only in third. It's not like Rose was even friends with Scorpius anymore.

Removing the silencing charm off the door, she cleaned up her mess, and sat on her four poster bed. Thankfully they had arrived back on a Friday, so there wouldn't be classes for another two days.

Closing her eyes, she laid back, much more relaxed then before. Yes, it didn't matter who Scorpius dated. In fact, maybe she should help Al get a girlfriend two. Merlin knows he needed one about now.

Slowly Rose drifted off to sleep, hoping for peaceful dreams, but instead she had a restless night, tossing and turning.

…

"Hey, Al, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Al was steadily becoming closer friends with Scorpius, and Rose had rarely seen him over the last month. Her birthday was on Monday, and she wanted to make sure that Al hadn't forgotten he was taking her to Hogsmeade tomorrow to pick out a gift.

"Sure Rose," standing up, Al followed her out of the Great Hall and into the Entrance Hall. "So what did you want?"

"I just wanted to make sure we were still on for tomorrow?"

Al scrunched up his nose. Great, he's forgotten…I'll just remind him now…

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah, Hogsmeade? Me…You…Birthday gift?" Rose smiled.

Al looked at Rose with pity on his face. "Oh Rose, don't you know? I'm spending the day with Sarah! Her mom is coming along, and she needed someone to play her boyfriend for the day. And … well … I couldn't say no …" grinning like a child, he scratched his neck. "But we're cool, right?"

Rose looked at him, already feeling the tears build up. "Yeah…yeah, OK. You can always get me a present on the next trip over Valentine's…"

"I – er, well I can't Rose. Sarah asked me to spend it with her, so she can thank me for tomorrow…"

"Oh. OK…" Now Rose was feeling dejected. She had no one left to spend her birthday weekend with. Scorpius wouldn't even talk to her, Sarah was with Al, and Connie was with Felicity. All of her cousins were busy as well, what with James and his friends planning a major prank for tomorrow, Dominique had a date, even Hugo and Lily were busy. Together.

"Thanks Rose, I knew you'd understand. Look, I'll just get mum to pick you something out. You always like what she gets!" Giving Rose a hug, he ran back in the Great Hall.

Once again Rose didn't feel like eating, so she spent the remainder of her evening sleeping in her bed.

…

Rose stayed in bed all weekend, not even moving to get food. She really wasn't in the mood. Sarah was growing concerned, and mentioned it to Albus, but he couldn't do anything, what with her being in the girl's dorm.

Her stomach growled, but she ignored it, even though it had been more than twenty four hours since she had eaten food. But that didn't matter to her, she was losing her friends and no one had wanted to spend a waking moment with her – or that's what she made herself believe.

Monday morning Rose crawled out of bed before anyone had woken up so she could get a shower in peace. Raking her wand over her hair to clean it, she sighed in the hot water.

With her shower complete, she dressed and then made her way downstairs. She didn't plan on eating breakfast, so with her books in hand, she traipsed outside, as they had Care of Magical Creatures first, and she fancied a visit with Hagrid.

Rose beamed at Hagrid's cabin. Since the original had burned down in the Battle of Hogwarts, they had built him a much nicer one, that was better for the size of him. Knocking on the door, she waited.

"Rosie! How wonderful to see yer! Come in, come in! It's quite cold out terday. Fancy a cup a tea?"

Rose nodded her head and sat at his enormous table. She could hear the kettle boiling and smiled. Hagrid had always been there for her when, no one else had, so she relished in their special alone time that they rarely got.

Pouring up her tea in a bucket sized mug, Hagrid grinned.

"Guess wha' Rosie?" he asked mischievously.

"What Hagrid?"

"It'syerberthdayan'igotssomethen'ferye…" he said super fast.

"What?"

"It's yer berthday an' I gots somethin' fer ye!" he said, pulling out a badly wrapped orange package.

"Aw Hagrid! You shouldn't have!"

Rose stared in awe at the package, as tears formed in her eyes. She didn't think anyone would remember. Pulling on the strings, she opened it to find an odd brown, furry pouch inside.

"That's called mokeskin. I bought it the other day down'n the pub. Same guy who sold me ther one I gave ter yer Uncle Harry back when he was in school for 'is seventeenth berthday. I was gunner wait 'til yer seventeenth, but I thinks yer deserves it now."

Rose started crying then, thinking that Hagrid had done something so sentimental. "But why me? Why not James, Albus or Lily?"

"Because yer would be the only one ter appreciate it. An' I'm closer ter yer than any o' them. It's really a neat thing. Only the owner can open it an' retrieve wha's inside."

Rose threw her arms around Hagrid in the biggest hug she could muster. "Thanks Hagrid!"

"Anyways, it's class time. Better be gettin' outside."

Finishing off the last dregs of her tea, she followed Hagrid out of his hut, swiping the tears from her eyes just in time, as some of her classmates had arrived.

Spotting Sarah and Al, she stood near them, hoping maybe one of them would acknowledge her birthday. However neither did.

Lumbering back up to the Castle, Rose really didn't feel in the mood to go to History of Magic, so when she got there, she pulled one of her favourite skiving candies from her satchel and bit into it. Fever Fudge, perfect.

Entering the class, she told Ashley Harper, a fellow third year in Slytherin, that she was sick and to tell Binns she was gone. Ashley nodded, noticing how red Rose had gone, and Rose could feel her whole body heating up.

Heading to the West Tower, she decided to see if any post had come for her this morning. Swallowing the second half of her fudge, she was delighted to feel her body cool down.

Climbing the stairs, she entered the Owlery. Looking around she finally found her owl, and sure enough it was seated on a large bag that appeared to be full of tiny boxes and a letter.

Grasping the letter first, she read:

Dear Rose,

Happy fourteenth birthday sweetheart!
We miss you here at home now, but we'll see you for a few days at Easter, remember?
Anyways, here are all of your birthday gifts, from everyone in the family, as usual shrunk down so I wouldn't kill your poor owl. Your father wishes you the best as well, and wishes you the best in your studies!
We love you honey, keep up the great work!

Love,
Mum

Opening the bag, she grinned at all of her presents. She could open these in her dorm, as everyone was in class.

Once she was successfully seated on her bed, one by one she expanded the presents to their original size with a simple Finite.

The first, from her mum, was a lovely pair of winter boots that were brown with little broomsticks on them. Rose grinned. Her father had added his own addition to the gift of a matching pair of gloves and hat.

Among the other gifts she found a new chess set from Harry; a new dress robe from Ginny; Bill and Fleur had gotten her a new lunascope for Astronomy; Charlie had sent her a dragon's claw, 'which some people claimed could make you smarter!' he had said in a letter; Miss Luna had sent her an old set of Spectrespecs and a copy of the manuscript of the novel her and her husband had just completed; Professor Longbottom had sent her not only some new books, but pictures of their new baby, Lydia. But her favourite gift came from George and Angelina.

George and Angelina had gotten her an assortment of Wheezes and several sets of earrings that Rose couldn't wait to wear. But the last part was her favourite. Someone must have tipped them off about how Albus had been acting towards her lately, as it was a button that flashed back and forth between two things. The first being 'Weasley is our Queen!' and a picture of her face, and then switching to a picture of Al – that looked surprisingly like his father, saying 'Potter Stinks!'

Rose laughed. She had heard of similar buttons in the past, her Uncle George must have modified them. As before, the 'Potter Stinks!' one had been used for the Triwizard tournament to support Cedric Diggory, and the other to support her father…well insult him in the case of the Slytherins…when he had been Keeper.

Putting the pin on, Rose put the rest of her gifts away, and then decided to head down for lunch, as she was finally in the mood for food.

Several people pointed at her badge, laughing or giving her weird looks. Rose only grinned and continued on to the Great Hall.

Entering, she made her way to the Ravenclaw table, sitting besides Sarah and tucking into a piece of steak and kidney pie.

"Hey Rose!" she said, "What happened to you in History of Magic?" she asked.

"Oh, I skived off. I wasn't in the mood."

"Understandable, you have every reason to skive off today," reaching under the table, she pulled out a small box. "Happy birthday!"

Rose smiled; Sarah hadn't forgotten.

"Albus has something for you too! We picked them up in Hogsmeade. By the way…nice button!" Sarah snorted.

"I know right? Came from my uncle. I think I'll wear it from now on…" Rose grinned and began opening the box.

Inside was something that she had never seen before.

"It's called a 'Jammer'. Basically, think of any music you want to hear, and tap your wand to it, and it will play it!"

"Wow! That's so cool! Thanks Sarah!" giving her a sideways hug, Rose finished off her meal, but she felt a little queasy, as it had been a while since she had eaten.

Rose held onto her stomach, making Sarah give her a look of concern

"You OK?" she asked. Rose nodded, although that was far from correct. Standing up, Rose made to leave the Great Hall. Turning, she nearly bumped into Scorpius and Al.

"Oh…er, hey," she said, feeling her stomach turn from her sharp spin.

"Hey Rose! Happy birthday!" said Al, handing Rose a small blue bag. But then he noticed the button on her shirt, "Hey isn't that –"

Rose ignored what Albus was about to say about the button and interrupted him. "Thanks Al! Well I better go…"

As Rose moved to leave, Albus nudged Scorpius in the side. Wincing Scorpius gave Albus a glare, but swiftly reached out and grabbed onto Rose's arm.

Rose looked down at Scorpius' hand, surprised. "Uh, yes?" she asked, trying to sound kind, and not angry like she was feeling.

"Er – happy birthday Rose," reaching out, he handed her a small box with a neat little bow on it.

Rose froze. Was he serious?

"You got me a pretty cool gift, and I still had the gift I had gotten for you at the end of last summer…" he said, scratching the back of his neck out of nervousness.

"Thanks Scorpius," Rose said, before turning and leaving the Great Hall.

"That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Albus chided the blonde next to him.

"Yes it was. Now if you don't mind, I'm eating, so stop pestering me," Scorpius gave Al a glare, telling him to knock it off, but it had no affect on Al, who just kept chattering away.

"Sooo…what did you get her?"

Scorpius narrowed his eyes, "None of your business."

…

Sitting on her bed, after having to take an anti-nausea potion in the Hospital Wing, Rose decided to open her presents.

Opening Al's, she grinned when she saw the book, 'How to be the Best Keeper'. He was never going to give up on her!

Her fingers trembled, however, when it came to Scorpius' gift, and she nearly fumbled it.

Pulling the bow off, she opened the cover, and inside was a small note.

Dear Rose,

I'm sorry for the way I've been acting; I've been a total jerk. But for once, I'm not the only one at fault here.
You really hurt me when you said that Malfoy's don't care, because that is far from true.
For one, I really care about you. And Al. You're my closest friends, in fact, you're my best friends, and nothing should come between that. And I've been letting something so stupid come between us.
I know I can forgive you. It will just be a little rough at first. I just need to know if you can forgive me.
Consider this gift not only a birthday gift, but as an apology.
Go ahead, look at it now! I know you want to!
Here's to hoping all of your dreams come true!

Your friend (I hope),
Scorpius

Reaching up, Rose wiped the tears from her eyes.

Reaching into the box, Rose's fingers laced around something circle shaped. Pulling it out, she was surprised to see the most beautiful dream catcher she had ever seen, with ornate jewels and phoenix feathers hanging from unicorn hair strings. Rose stared at the decoration in awe, and immediately hung it above her headboard on her bed.

The jewels sparkled in the light coming through the window, making a rainbow across her bed, and Rose smiled. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever received.

Rose knew she had to see Scorpius as soon as possible, unfortunately it was class time, and she no longer sat near Scorpius in any class. It would have to wait until after Transfiguration; before lunch.

Sitting down in Potions, Rose couldn't keep the goofy grin off of her face, forcing the Hufflepuff that sat beside her to look at her funny. Who cared though? All Rose could think about was getting her friend back.

Luckily today they were brewing Hate Potion, a potion that counteracted the effects of a Love Potion, so it should be a fairly simple class.

Or that's what she thought.

Rose had frightened the poor girl beside her so much with her over-happiness, that she had accidently sprinkled in twice the amount of ginger root that was needed, and the pot began letting off an acrid smelling red smoke.

The girl squeaked, and began backing away from their table as Rose tried desperately to counteract the effect.

Or at least, that's what she tried to convince herself happened when she awoke in the Hospital Wing two hours later, body covered in large red spots where boils had just healed.

Groaning, she rolled over in the bed she laid in, only to see her Hufflepuff partner beside her, covered in the same red spots, but still unconscious.

Madam Pomfrey bustled in then, letting Rose know she could go back to classes; the red spots would disappear in about ten minutes.

Getting up, Rose left the room and went to re-join the Ravenclaws in Arithmancy, her last class of the day.

It took all of her willpower not to cross the classroom right then and talk with him, but she knew Professor Vector would enter at any moment, and that would not be the best of ideas.

Patience is not a trait she inherited from her mother. In fact, she had inherited no patience whatsoever. So sitting in that desk while something so important hung over her head, forced her to tap her foot impatiently on the floor, whilst simultaneously tapping the end of her quill on her desk. Rose could tell she was annoying the Professor, as he was sullenly eyeing the black marks she was leaving behind with her quill on the desk. A simple Scourgify would suffice in cleaning it up though once class ended.

Finally Professor Vector set the homework and dismissed them, and Rose was out of her chair like a rocket, heading in a beeline straight for Scorpius.

"Hi," Rose said, a blush creeping up her neck unbeknownst to her.

"Hey," he replied coolly.

"Can we talk? Alone?" Rose asked, pointing out the door. Scorpius nodded, and Rose led the way to an empty classroom just down the corridor.

"Listen Scorpius – " Rose began, but Scorpius interrupted her by pulling her in for a hug.

Smiling, she hugged him back. "I'm so sorry," she said, making sure that he knew this. "It was rude of me to say such a nasty thing, and I one hundred percent take it back!"

"I forgive you Rose, really, I do." Scorpius grinned. "So, did you like your birthday present?"

"No Scorpius. I absolutely do not like it – " it looked like Scorpius was hurt for a moment, but Rose continued, "I love it!" she cried, before hugging him again.

"So, are we OK now?" Rose asked.

"We're OK," Scorpius grinned, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "On one condition…" he smirked.

Rose groaned. "What is it now?"

"Try out for Quidditch next year!"

Tugging on a strand of her curly hair, she groaned again. "You are infuriating, but fine. I promise I'll try out next year."

Scorpius grinned and ruffled her hair. "Good Rosie!" only making Rose grumble.

A/N: Aww Rosie and Scorpie friends again :) They couldn't hate each other for long.

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