Chapter 5...

Rose's POV.

I haven't spoken to Scorpious, or Albus, for about a week. It is now Friday and I still can't get it out of my mind. The things I saw, or the things we said, I'm not even sure I regret it.

As head girl and boy we should be setting examples, yet when I leave the common room for one bloody night he throws a party. The common room reeked of alcohol and food, and that was before it was splattered on the walls. I had had an amazing day, I entered the common room in a great mood, that all changed in seconds.

The first thing I seen as I walked in was my cousin, pushing some girl into the corner; her legs wrapped around his waist and his fingers tangled in her hair. I scanned the room for Scorpious, and instead found Zabini sitting on the couch, sharing himself between a group of girls. Finally I found him, attached to that repulsive thing; Scarlett Buclau.

"GET OUT!" I had screamed it before I even noticed. I flicked my wand and the music went out. Zabini left first followed by the girls, everyone scampered quickly, leaving Scorpious and Albus behind. They both looked terrified, but Scorpious just as guilty as he did worried. I was pacing, screaming incomprehensible profanities at the two of them. Albus took a slight step forward.

"Rose it was just a party, calm down..."

"DONT YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER!" I was seething, I couldn't help it, I glared at him and pointed towards the door, "Leave, I'll deal with you later."

"Rose listen..." he began, but I stopped him midsentence again,

"Don't tempt me Albus, I'm seriously considering telling your mother! I can't believe you would do this to me. You knew how much this means to me."

"But..."

"Just go." With that he looked at the floor and left.

"Did you listen to a word McGonagall told us? We have to set an example, and you throw a flaming party! Are you stupid? She told you, you could have you authority stripped Scorpious! One guest per Head, that's what she said Scorpious, so you traipse in half of the seventh year Slytherins. Keep your hands to yourself! She directed that instruction to you! So you bring that THING in here and ... and ... eugh."

He sighed as if I was being over dramatic, "It was just a kiss, get over it."

"Just a kiss, just a kiss, I don't want to see that Scorpious, I'm a sheltered child, I don't have to see that. Did you ever think about me? Ever think about how I felt watching you snog some slut?"

"What does it matter to you, you're not my bloody girlfriend. You're not even my friend." I know he was drunk but it stung. I hated him for that.

"Anyway, what about me, eh? Did you consider me when you were sucking face with Scamander! Outside our common room! Well?" what was he getting at? He knew I didn't want to kiss him!

"HIS NAME IS LYSANDER. AND YOU KNOW FINE WELL I DIDNT WANT TO KISS HIM."

"DONT KID YOURSELF ROSE, YOU HAD YOUR INTENTIONS SET FROM THE BEGINNING. YOU LIKE HIM, ADMIT IT"

"I DO NOT! THIS IS IRRELIVANT, I DIDNT BREAK THE RULES. I SHOULD REPORT YOU TO PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL"

"OH RUN ALONG ROSE, JUST LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO, GO ON?" he was being cruel, and for no reason whatsoever. I really began to hate him.

"go on, go report me. It'll make you happy won't it? You can have a new head boy, and can continue to kiss Scamander while I sit in the Slytherin dungeons. You never meant that truce, you've always hated me Weasley and you probably always will!"

"That is not true and you know it! YOU'RE A VILE PIG, MALFOY, YOU CAN ROT IN THAT DUNGEON FOR ALL I CARE!" I got angrier and angrier as the argument went along. I didn't mean what I said, not really, I was just angry.

Tears began to sting my eyes and I headed for my room, I turned around with my wand in hand.

"You also have a lot of mess to clean up" without really thinking I lifted my wand and sent the table crashing over the room. Butter beer, Fire whiskey, Goblin shots and other drinks were splattered along the wall. Cakes, pies, chocolate, and more, tumbled to the ground, covering the carpet in food.

I ran into my room, flung myself onto my bed and cried myself to sleep.

The following week I moved seats in any lesson I could. In those that I couldn't I ignored both Albus and Scorpious. When I entered the common room I went straight into my room to avoid Scorpius. I attended meals either late or early to avoid seeing them and swapped my patrols with Scorpius, with Annabelle Kerky. I went to extremes of going to bed early to leave the common room before Scorpious got up. I knew they were trying to talk to me, they made an obvious effort, but I ignored them. I have never felt so stupid for trusting someone in my entire life.

In the end I decided not to report Scorpious, or to tell Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry. The rest of the family were aware of our fall out, and so kept us separate as well as they could. No one's taking sides.

So, now it's Friday night, and I'm sitting in the common room for the first time, all week. I heard the tapestry move and I got up to leave, I barged past him and made my way to the library. Ten minutes later Albus found me. Before I could stand up, his arms were around my shoulders and he was whispering in my ear,

"I'm sorry Rosie," he mumbled, "I knew how much this meant to you, but I didn't think. I don't blame you for hating me."

I stood up and turned to face him. I pulled him closer and gave him a proper hug, tears springing to my eyes again.

"Albus?" I whispered.

"Yeah Rosie?" he answered.

"This is our first real fight. The longest we have been without speaking is two hours, that time you broke my teddy bear." He smiled

"You only spoke to me because I fixed it" and he looked over my shoulder as if trying to remember it again. I laughed.

"Love you Albus, even if you're not my best friend, you'll always be my closest cousin." He hugged me again.

"Love you too Rose. But I'll always be your best friend." He sat down and I sat beside him. He turned and looked at me, clearly arguing with his self.

"What's wrong Al? You look, uneasy." He shook his head.

"He really is sorry, Rose. I've never seen a guy look so miserable since he upset you. I think you should let him apologise. It's killing him. He told me he regretted everything he said while drunk."

He stood up to leave and put his hand out to help me up. "Go and talk to him Rose, we both know you want to. I honestly think you're as upset as he is."

He walked away, and called over his shoulder "Again, I'm sorry. And thanks for forgiving me."

I stood in thought, considering what Albus said. I shrugged my shoulders and headed back to the common.

Standing outside the tapestry I took a deep breath. Just let things go the way they go Rose.

Scorpius' POV.

As she climbed through the portrait hole, I could feel her eyes examining me.

I jumped up and before she was in the room I was talking at her.

"Rose," her head shot up, "look, I'm sorry. I was stupid, inconsiderate and drunk. You mean a lot to me, your friendship is important to me and I don't want to ruin it. I don't mind if you tell McGonagall, as long as you forgive me. I have been driving myself crazy with regret and, I hate myself for hurting you. You didn't deserve it." I stopped and looked at her.

She was smiling at me, not a smug smile, not like she was laughing, but a smile that made me feel she understood me. She looked at me with contemplation playing in her eyes. Before I knew it, I had closed the distance between us and was standing with inches between us. My heart fluttered when she didn't move away.

I took her hands in mine and she didn't shudder. I looked into her eyes desperately before begging her.

"Rose, please say something, anything. Or just hit me or something! A sign to let me know if you hate me." She slowly raised her hand I braced myself for a slap. I scrunched my eyes tight and heard her laugh, next I felt her soft touch on my cheek.

"I forgive you Scorpius Malfoy. Do it again, and I will put you in the hospital wing, understood?" she smiled sweetly, and we both began to laugh. She wrapped her arms around my neck, my own circling her waist.

Standing like this, I was content, I could feel my heart rate increasing and pulled away quickly. I had an urge to kiss her, but ignored it walking back to the couch. She followed me and sat beside me. We spent the rest of the night talking, mostly about our fall out, but eventually moving on to general conversation.

We said good night and went to bed. As I feel asleep her face filled my dreams. I replayed the moment her hand landed on my cheek, though I imagined the ending differently. I could see myself kissing her.

'Rose doesn't like you' the voice in my head kept saying.

It was right, Rose sees me as a friend, not better than that creep Scamander.

Although, she did hug me willingly. She didn't want to hug or kiss Scamander.

And she forgave me – that meant she liked me, right? She valued our friendship.

OH BLOODY GREAT, THE GIRL I LOVE PUT ME IN THE BLOODY FRIEND ZONE!

LOVE? LOVE? Do I love Rose Weasley? No, of course not!

Rose is a good friend. A crush maybe, but I don't love her!

I refuse to admit it. No, nope, nine, no way, nah, ne, non!

NO!

Night conscience!