A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry for not updating sooner. But thanks so much to my beta(Mehgla) who cleaned this up so quickly :D! Alrighty, here it is! And more fluff to come! :D Also I intend to update this very soon!

Rose's POV

Get out, get out, get out.

That was the only thing that registered in my mind as I walked to grab my bag and quickly strolled to the door, ignoring the calls of my teacher and avoiding the stares of my classmates. I shoved my wand into my pocket and disappeared out the door.

Class was going to be over soon, but at that moment I knew I had to disappear before the water works started.

Walking down a long corridor, my head worked quickly to find a place for me to go.

I couldn't go to my dormitory because I my other roommates would probably be there, and the library was out of the question. So, I decided to go to the place where all crying girls go.

Moaning Mrytles' bathroom.

I walked quickly and hurriedly, keeping my head down and occasionally peering around corners for teachers.

The bathroom was thankfully empty—and flooded, but I ignored the water. Sitting myself on a toilet I proceeded to cry my eyes out.

I just let my salty tears fall, trying not to make any sounds and occasionally reaching for the toilet paper to blow my nose. After several minutes passed, I scolded myself for crying so much. Hiccupping, I got out of stall and went to the sink. A person that I didn't recognize stared back at me through the mirror.

My auburn hair was messy, my face was flushed unattractively, and my normally bright-blue eyes were red and puffy.

I turned on the faucet, angry with Scorpius for diminishing me to this, and angry with myself for letting him do this to me.

What was his deal? What did he even call me that? He had no right to say any of that to me!

My face felt raw from scrubbing so hard—as if I was hoping to rub away the recent events.

It took me a couple of minutes to wipe away the redness. I glanced at my watch and I noticed that I had skipped a full period! The first time skipping class and it was all because of Malfoy. I pocketed a tissue and ran out the door, to my dormitory.

On the way to the common room I questioned my sadness. Why was I so sad? Usually I just got angry and hexed Scorpius—which made me feel better. Then the cycle would continue. Why was it that I got so worked up over his comment?

Truthfully, we had gotten into worse arguments—that involved many creative hexes resulting in a week's worth of detentions. So why did I get so sad? What he said wasn't even true, so why should I care?

"Flying Hippogriffs," I sighed tiredly, giving the password to the Fat Lady.

I walked quickly to the girl's staircase, avoiding curious eyes, and flopped onto my bed. The cracks on the ceiling stared down at me, and I felt lethargic.

"Rose?" asked a tentative voice. Turning, I saw my cousin, Lily Potter, standing looking very concerned. Her red hair was tied up into a high ponytail, and her warm brown eyes searched my blue ones.

"Lo'," I croaked, turning back around. I didn't want to see her. Suddenly I felt another wave of sadness creep up into my throat. A lump formed and I tried to keep it down. But soon enough, my eyes betrayed me, and tears dripped down.

"Rosie, what's the matter?" she asked. My bed sagged, and she placed her delicate hand on my back. And suddenly, from that small action, I spilled out everything that happened. I don't know what made me do it, but it felt so good to get it out of me.

Lily was such a good listener. She never interrupted me, and nodded encouragingly when she saw me falter. She was much different from my louder girl cousins, and I think that's why I favored her more. You could always talk to her, and we were very close.

"...and so I just left, knowing I would cry," I finished. Though she was younger, I still looked to her for advice.

"Hmm... I don't think he meant what he said Rose," replied Lily matter-of-factly. I stared at her incredulously.

"Didn't mean it? Of course he did! Lily you didn't hear the way he said it...it was so demeaning. He said it in front of the whole class too!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, okay," said Lily, carefully choosing her words, "but why would he call you that? He would only say that to make you angry. And plus, if Malfoy really thought that you were a...he wouldn't say that to your face. Also, I think Malfoy just hates McLaggen in general."

"So he called me that just to make me angry? Wait, what does McLaggen have to do with Malfoy calling me a slut?" I questioned skeptically.

"Well, it makes McLaggen look like a jerk if he would still date you, even if you were a tramp—not that you are."

"Oh," I said skeptically, not completely believing her.

"Rose, why are you dating McLaggen?" Lily asked hesitantly.

"I dunno. I guess I just like the attention. But I know he's a jerk..." I sighed. That was the truth of our relationship, it didn't mean anything, and I didn't know why I still put up with him.

Lily gave me a look, telling me what to do.

"Alright," I murmured, "Thanks so much Lily."

"No problem," she said smiling. She reached over and gave me a hug. "And don't worry about Malfoy, you're a much better person than him. There's no point in wasting time with people like that."

I smiled gratefully.

Lily stood up and brushed off her skirt, "C'mon."

"Where are we going?"

She smiled crookedly, "I know you're hungry—don't deny it, I heard your stomach grumble—and you probably don't want to go to the Great Hall." She gave me a pointed look. I nodded.

"So," Lily continued, "I say we go to the kitchens. I'm sure the house elves could get us something to eat."

My lips turned up into a grin; Lily was right. I was hungry. Grabbing my wand, I announced, "Let's go."

Scorpius' POV

"Why are you such an idiot Scorpius?" Al asked in amazement. We were at lunch, and I had just finished telling Albus about what happened between Rose and I.

I squirmed uncomfortably under the gaze of Albus Potter—his emerald eyes were really intimidating sometimes. "I know, I know...I just...I don't...Are you mad?"

"Well yea, she's like my sister. But I know you didn't mean it, and you've done stupider things..." said Albus, playing with his potatoes thoughtfully. "Plus you guys have had worse arguments..." recalled Al.

"Ya...I just don't know what came over me this time, Al. I have really tried not to annoy her much because of you...but...I don't know, I just can't stand that McLaggen prat," I said frustratedly, running a hand through my hair—a habit that I picked up from Al.

"Ya I don't know why she dates him either. She could do so much better," replied Al matter-of-factly while sipping his pumpkin juice.

"Yes, exactly! She acts like a total—" Al gave me a threatening look, "she acts like a different person around him." I explained hastily. Which was entirely true.

"Yea, she does."

"What do I do?" I questioned quietly while staring at my untouched lunch.

"Apologize you twat!" said Albus exasperatedly.

"She won't even want to come near me, I bet," I sighed tiredly, reliving the moment. I rubbed a hand over my face. How could I be so stupid? So impulsive? Of course I had not meant it, something had just come over me—an unexplainable wave of anger.

"Scorpius?"

I glanced up and I saw James Potter, Al's older brother.

"Hey James," I greeted. We were on good terms—almost friends, in fact. James shot me a nervous grin.

"Sit," instructed Albus, scooting over to make room. James sat down while staring fixatedly on my goblet.

"Hullo. I—er—Scorpius...did you drink anything today at breakfast?" asked James anxiously, he tugged on his tie uncomfortably.

"Yeah, I had my usual pumpkin juice. Why?" I asked suspiciously. James was a notorious prankster.

"I think there was a potion in it," mumbled James, just loud enough for me to catch.

A/N: Oooo suspense! :P, I hope you enjoyed that even though there wasn't any Rose/Scorp. action. But do not worry! There will be more to come. So please review in the meantime! I love it when you guys review! :D