Okay guys, anyone in the world that is reading this fan-fiction, I would really appreciate the reviews (thanks to MissNeonFishie and colourofmagic who have, you guys rock), getting reviews just makes you want to write. I'm not demanding reviews, that is rude; I am merely asking for them, my stories are much better when I get motivated!!!

Also, both MissNeonFishie and colourofmagic pointed out my awful spelling. My major apologises, I am not the world's greatest speller and my spell check hates me :( I'm not making excuses though. In this chapter I promise the all the Gryffindor's will be spelt correctly.

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NB: First bit is in Rose's POV. The dotted line signals Scorpius's POV. NOT the straight line.

Disclaimer: NO SINGLE (Or paired) PART OF HARRY POTTER BELONGS TO ME! All credit goes to JK Rowling. Where would we be without her????

We had just finished the feast and we were walking out into the hall and I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. I banged into someone in front of me.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said to the back of the person in front of me, I was truly sorry, that was really embarrassing. The person turned around to face me, it was Scorpius Malfoy. Scrap that, I am so NOT truly sorry, I looked at him for a second and then said with a smirk on my face, "Wait a moment, I take that back. I'm so not sorry at all Malfoy."

"Well I'm sorry for you Weasley." he snapped back.

"Sorry for what?" I questioned angrily.

"Sorry you came to Hogwarts in the first place." He told me.

My eyes widen, THAT JERK! I opened my mouth to retort when Al grabbed my arm and pulled me away saying "He's not worth it Rose."

I was pretty annoyed about being dragged away; NO ONE makes a fool out of Rose Weasley! But I calmed down and walked with the rest of the first year Gryffindors to our new common room.

So that was our first encounter, it was very clear for everyone around us that we hated each other.

Like my dad told me: Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

Our first year passed quite quickly. I became really good friends with Rachel Lovegood (who had taken on her mother's surname because her parents liked it better than her dads) who I shared a dormitory with. I was also quite close with Harriet Creevy (a/n I know Colin dies in DH but he has a brother and Harriet is Dennis's daughter) and Sally Boot (who's Dad had been in Ravenclaw but mum was in Gryffindor) (a/n I have decided for the purpose of this fan-fic that Terry marries Lavender). I was also kind of friends with Al's mates; Jack Thomas and Peter Finnigan.

Al and I were still really close of course but it was nice to have friends that weren't relatives and were girls. It made some things much easier and less awkward.

I got regular owls from my parents, Dad reminding me in each one to make sure I was beating Malfoy. I tried my hardest to in everything.

Problem was that Malfoy was really smart. I still managed to beat him but only by about one mark every time. I didn't have all my classes with the jerk face (thank goodness) but we had Potions and Charms with the Slytherins.

In every class we had together he would insult me, try to one up me and be an all round Malfoy. I hated him more than the day we had met. He was pure evil.

Him and his cocky comments, his rude remarks and his irritating insults. It was enough to drive anyone insane. I fought back of course, I'm a Weasley! We fight back and do not take ANYTHING lying down.

Christmas was pure bliss, being away from Malfoy. I missed the castle but it was nice to have a few weeks without someone constantly remarking that you were the daughter of a mudblood (HIS WORDS NOT MINE) and a blood traitor. I got a few detentions for retaliating to some of those comments. He got some as well though for stuff I'd said to him and of course the way he provoked me. It was war.

By the end of the year Malfoy's and my relationship and gone from hate, to despise, to loath and had rested at a combination of all three: Hatpisth, (I'm not the most creative person, Rachel helped me come up with that one).

The one good thing I could say about Scorpius Malfoy is that he pushed me to work harder. Never in my life had I wanted to beat someone so bad and it brought out the competitiveness in me that made me get top marks for every subject. I bet Malfoy in every single one!

That will make my dad proud I had thought to myself. And I was right, he was.

Summer holidays came and they were even more bliss than Christmas, all this time without a cocky faced, blonde haired, sneering mouthed, Slytherin Malfoy.

Dad was right: Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

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First year went quite fast. Flashing before my eyes, like a muggle film on fast forward (I only know about it because one of the teachers mentioned it).

Vincent and I became great mates; I had a few other friends as well, like Lisa Zabini, Greg Flint and Bella Montague. They were all really cool. Vincent and I were the closest though, I guess it might have had something to do with our dad's but we just got on really well.

Mum and Dad sent me letters throughout the year. Dad making sure that I was trying my hardest to beat Weasley in everything. I was trying really hard but she was just way too good for my liking. I hadn't beaten her in ANYTHING yet; I always seemed to be one mark behind. It was immensely aggravating.

In every class she would stick up her hand, say the right answer and then look over and smirk at me. She constantly insulted me, tried to one up me and was an all around Weasley. She was pure torture!

Her and her smart smirks, her cocky comments and her idiotic insults. It was enough to drive anyone up the wall! I fought back of course. A Malfoy is not going to let some daughter of a mudblood and blood traitor get the better of him!

Christmas was heaven, being away from Weasley. Dad would think I was being weak but it was nice to have someone not telling you that you came from a family of cowardly, dark wizards (HER WORDS NOT MINE). I got a few detentions from reacting to those comments; she got some for saying them of course. And some for the stuff I said. It was war.

By the end of our first year our dislike for each other had gone below hate, below despising, below loathing. It was all of them put together.

The one good thing about Weasley, if I have to admit it, is that she does drive me to be my best at school. Without her there I doubt I would have tried as hard as I did/do to get better marks than her, failed that one. But I still got really high marks. Second top in the year to be exact. By one mark for each subject.

Although it wasn't top I knew my dad would be proud. I was very nearly close to beating her in everything. I'd just have to try harder next year. Or make sure she failed. Don't look at me like that; I AM in Slytherin after all!

The summer holidays were even better than the Christmas ones. No smirking faced, red-haired, smart alec, Gryffindor Weasley near me.

I have to tell you that my dad was right: Weasleys and Malfoys just don't mix.

Author's note: I am trying to make these chapters quite short so I can get onto the actual plot. I feel that I have to though because Rose and Scorpius are barely described in the book so I feel that you need to know the back ground stuff.

I will probably combine years 2 and 3 and years 4 and 5 together so that it is shorter. I really want to get started.

Also I know that you would have noticed that Rose and Scorpius are very similar and I did that because I think they are very like each other. Despite coming from different families they are very similar!

Thanks for reading. Remember what I said at the start; PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review. I would love it if you did.

Thanks a bunch for reading anyway.

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