Thank you all for the amazing feedback from the last chapter! I love writing these! The ScoRose friendship is just so fun to write. This one was prompted by loads of you, so I figured I best get round to it! :D So thank you: hppenguin0023, tinkerbelle0603, LoveMusic98, alex4879.

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A friend helps you up when you fall,

A best friend laughs, helps you up and pushes you over again, saying, "Damn, that was funny."

"Seriously, Rose, if you had any more books you'd actually have to be considered a mobile library."

I rolled my eyes, but ignored my best friend, my eyes glued to the black words neatly printed on the page in front of me.

He didn't persist, until some minutes later, when I'd turned the page twice already.

Coming from Scorpius, that was patience.

"Do you think that I could balance them on my head all the way to the 'J' section and back?" He asked excitedly, and I heard him attempt to shuffle out of his seat from beside me.

"You even try and I will hex you into next week," I grumbled, quill never faltering across my parchment during the threat.

Scorpius faltered, then slumped back into his seat. "You're mean."

"You're annoying."

"This is boring."

"So is listening to you complain," I retorted quietly, flicking to page 394 as I spoke. "But for some reason, I'm still friends with you."

He didn't reply until I'd written another sentence and a half of my essay. "You are mean today."

"My head hurts."

"Is it all that information you've got stored in there?" He teased, leaning his body dangerously towards mine so that he could gently tap on the side of my temple as I leaned over the desk.

Don't panic. It's just Scorpius. He just your best friend.

He's just absolutely gorgeous.

Shhhh, Rose.

I actually pealed my eyes away from my work to show him that I was rolling my eyes this time. "Some how, I think not, Scor."

"I tell you, Rosie Posie," He sighed contently, leaning back and resting his socked feet on the desk dangerously close to my essay, "studying isn't good for you. It'll fill your mind up with useless stuff, and you'll explode before you're thirty."

"I don't think that's how it works, Scorpius," I mumbled, trying to hide my amusement.

"Care to bet on that?"

"What's the point in that?" I laughed, glancing up at him for a second, an amused grin on my face. "If you win, I'll have died of Death by Studying, and if I win… well, I'll be thirty and would have probably forgotten this conversation."

"Forgotten this conversation?" He exclaimed in mock-horror, clutching his heart and trying not to smirk at me in his dramatics. "Why, Rose, I'd hope you'd remember all our wonderful conversations, even when you're old and have twenty cats."

I glared at him, abruptly shutting the huge hardback book I had been using with a bang. I was pleased to see him flinch a little at the noise.

"Insinuate I'm going to be an old maid with cats again and I will personally ensure you don't have children."

I had to try hard not to smile, but I managed it.

"Now now, Rosie," He teased, following me as I got to my feet, collected up the five books I was finished with in my arms and headed towards the 'L' section of the Hogwarts library, "I'm your best friend. You wouldn't do that, would you?"

I nodded my head as I shifted the books in my hands. They were heavy. "Mm hmm, I would."

"But you wouldn't ever get to be a god-mother to my wonderful children…" He pointed out.

I faltered a little at that - I'd made him promise me that position ever since Third Year - but continued the joke anyway. "Well, it's just as well Scorpy. I'd feel sorry for anyone who procreated with you."

"Ouch," He complained. "Harsh."

I smirked at him, glancing over my shoulder to check my harsh teasing hadn't actually offended him too much, just as the heavy book on the top of my pile shifted and broke free from the bundle in my arms. I stepped right into it, and tripped over the other four books, which went flying in front of me.

I muttered a string of unladylike swear words just as I spun from my position on the floor, books strewn around me, to glance up at Scorpius.

He was standing directly in front of me, arms folded across his chest in a triumphant manner, smirking and trying to stop laughing. "Karma," He managed to stifle through his laughter.

I was fairly sure I hadn't landed gracefully. In fact, I was fairly sure I'd flailed about in the air like a fish out of water.

"Shut up," I complained, "and help me up."

He sighed but, surprisingly, reached out to take my hand. As soon as I was half up, balancing precariously by his hold alone, he smirked, and I knew why he had helped me without complaining. I knew what was coming.

"Scor-" I half warned.

But he'd already let me go.

I fell back onto the dusty carpet again, unceremoniously landing hard on my bum. "What was that for?"

"Amusement," He grinned.

"Well I didn't find it funny!" I complained, even though my lips itched to twitch into a smile. I had to admit, if I'd done it to him, I would have found it pretty damn funny too.

"Of course you didn't," He grinned, stepping forwards again to actually help me up this time. "It was for my amusement, not yours."

"Oh, so glad to be of service," I muttered back dryly as I rose to get back on my feet again.

"Glad to hear it," He replied rather mysteriously and, before I could fully sort out my balance, he grasped my upper arms and pushed me back down again.

I landed on the edge of one of the books, my ankle hitting the floor hard, catching my fall by blindly placing my hands out under me.

"Ouch! Scorpius!" I snapped, this time not amused.

"Damn, that was funny!" He continued to laugh at me.

"You idiot!" I leaned forwards to clutch my right ankle with my thumb and index finger. "Help. Me. Up."

"Oh no," He took a step backwards. "I'm not sure I appreciate your teasing, Rose Weasley."

"Scor," I scoffed. "You called me a 'squib in disguise' last week! And yesterday you suggested I had man arms, a moustache, and would end up in the circus on account of my overly large front teeth!"

The bastard's lips twitched as if he wanted to laugh. "So?"

"So help me up!" I snapped again.

"You know," He sighed, "You could have just got up by now on your own. Independence and all, Rosie Pie."

"I think I've hurt my ankle," I told him sheepishly, rubbing the side of my ankle with my hand and trying to gently twist it in circles. A sharp twinge shot up my leg, and my anger flared a little in reaction to the pain. "Ouch, yep, that's not good. You happy now?" I snapped again, flicking my icy gaze up at him.

Scorpius' amusement suddenly vanished, concern and guilt flooding his face. "Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously!"

"Oh, Merlin, Rose, I'm sorry! I'll take you to the Hospital Wing right now. Madam Pomfrey will have it good as new in no time, I promise."

"I'm fine, Scorpius," I sighed tersely, and even I could hear the resentment in my voice. He wasn't my favourite person right at that moment.

Before he could comment, Lily came running over. "Oh my Merlin, Rose! Are you okay? What happened? Let me… Oh gosh, does it hurt?"

She readjusted her bag over her shoulder and helped me up off the floor.

"Don't worry, Lils," I told her as she fussed over me. "I'll head to the Hospital Wing and get it looked at."

"Does it hut?"

"Yeah, like hell," I breathed through the pain as I put weight on it. "I think it's sprained."

"And quite bad by the looks of it," She fussed again. "I'll help you up there if you want?"

Scorpius hung back, a guilty look plastered across his face.

I sighed, my anger deflating as I exhaled. "That's alright, Scor was just going to take me."

I glanced up at him, and he looked surprised. The expression was quickly replaced by a smile as he readily took Lily's position beside me, helping to take my weight off my ankle.

"Sorry, Rose," He bit his lip nervously.

I sighed again, "I forgive you, Scor. Just…" I creased my eyebrows and stared at a spot over his shoulder. "Oh Merlin, look at that!"

I pointed to where I was looking. Him and Lily spun to see it, evidently intrigued, but there was nothing there. As Scorpius spun back to face me, and question on his lips, I pushed my arms out in front of me and shoved him over.

He landed gracelessly too, and glared up at me through his fringe, sprawled out on the floor. Lily began laughing. Scorpius got to his feet, grumbling childishly.

"That was not funny."

"Yes, it was," I grinned. "At least a little."

"Rose…"

"Just a teensy bit? Admit it!" I grinned. My flirty smile must have been too much for him, because he admitted defeat and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, maybe a little," He laughed. "But faking a sprained ankle just to get me back?" He shook his head in mock-disappointment. "That's low."

He gave me a playful shove and I had to step to the right to balance myself.

"Actually," I winced as my foot hit the floor. "My ankle really does hurt. Do you think…?"

"Oh, oops, sorry," He winced sheepishly and helped me towards the Hospital Wing.

When we got there, Madame Pomfrey took one look at us, and sighed.

"Not again. When will you two ever learn?"

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