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A/N: Bonjour dear readers! Thankyou so much for the support for the last chapter, it makes me very happy! I'm actually updating on time this week due to my appaling lack of timekeeping last week so enjoy! This story seems to be moving really slowly, soI might skim over a couple of weeks next chapter, I'll see how I feel. I'll try and do regular updates over the Christmas period but I am going on holiday on boxing day, so forgive me if I miss a couple! Okay I've finished babbling now. So read on! (And REVIEW of course ;D)

Scorpius stood frozen for a few seconds before realising he was attracting stares from the rest of Gryffindor and an increasing amount of other students. He then quickly turned and headed to the Slytherin table and sat down in shock next to Albus who was tucking into his breakfast.

"Didn't go quite as planned then?" Albus asked casually over a plate of bacon.

Scorpius flopped his head onto the table and bashed it up and down a few times before looking up and glaring balefully at the Gryffindor table.

"Bloody Hell." He groaned. "What is she doing with that Gryffindor git Finnigan?"

"Well by the looks of it, snogging his face off." Albus smirked, barely containing his glee at Scorp being rejected in such a forceful way.

"Where's your cousinly protectiveness?" Scorp demanded, "Shouldn't you be pummelling his face right now or something?"

"Rose can take care of herself." Albus said serenely, eating a bite of his piece of toast before putting it back on his plate. "Besides, you know as well as anyone that it's not advised to interfere with Rose's love life."

Scorpius sighed, "Yes." He grumbled, "The last time I tried I ended up stranded in the charms classroom in a full body bind until Flitwick released me when he came in to set up for his next class."

Albus laughed into his glass of pumpkin juice. "I forgot about that!" He snorted, "Are you sure you want to start a relationship with this girl?"

"Yes." Scorpius replied honestly. "Her temper is one of the things I love about her. She's so fiery so passionate about everything she does, it makes me want to -"

"Alright, alright!" Albus interrupted his hands over his ears. "I may be cool with you fancying my cousin but that does not mean I want to hear your twisted fantasies about her!"

"I was going to say it makes me want to get into an argument with her, his to watch her reaction! But now you mention it, what I would do with Rose in a temper..." He trailed off suggestively.

Albus had his head in his hands. "Those are images I never want in my head."

"Hey, you started it! You're the one with the dirty mind Al." Scorpius smirked.

"Well I wonder where I got that from?" Albus said sarcastically.

"Less of the sarcasm Albus Potter, it doesn't suit you." Scorpius said in a perfect imitation of Ginny Potter.

"I knew it wasn't a good idea for you to spend half of the summer at our house." Albus groaned. "You're getting more and more like my mother every day."

Scorpius laughed, "That reminds me, is it still cool for me to come to yours this Christmas?"

Albus thought for a second, "We were at yours last year right?" He asked scratching his head.

Albus, Scorpius and Rose had established this tradition of alternating years at each other's houses at Christmas. One year it would be at the Potter's/Weasley's and the next at the Malfoy's. Needless to say, Ron Weasley hadn't exactly been thrilled by this arrangement, but since they had all met Scorpius and seen he was "nothing like his father was at school" Ron had conceded, grudgingly.

"Yep." Scorpius replied.

"Then, sure. Just let me owl my mum, I don't want to surprise her and then her to go off on one about how I never tell her anything and always spring things on her at the last minute." Albus said, rolling his eyes. Then his face split into a grin, "Maybe you can make your move on Rosie at Christmas?"

"Oh yeah of course, that'll be so easy with your Uncle Ron breathing down my neck as he does every time I'm near her." Scorpius deadpanned.

"Now who's being the sarcastic one?" Albus smirked.

Scorpius rolled his eyes and shook his head at Albus before looking back at Rose, who was now walking out of the Great Hall holding Eoghan's hand. She threw a glance in Scorpius' direction and blushed to the roots of her hair when she saw Scorp staring in her direction, and quickly pretended to be deep in conversation with Eoghan.

He exchanged a glance with Albus.

What the hell did that mean?