I've been putting off this chapter for awhile. Well not really but I need to write it otherwise the story will get seriously boring.

This chapter is only in Scorpius's POV.

Wow I am getting nervous about this chapter. Is that normal? Wait, don't answer that.

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Disclaimer: If I was JK Rowling I would have her money, if I had her money I could stop saving for a trip to Germany. I'm still saving so that means I'm not JK Rowling and do not own Harry Potter.

I was woken up this morning by another "UP YOU GET SCORP!"

Again it was cold and windy outside. I was NOT going to get up. Last time the weather was like this I ended up having the worst day ever. If I got up, bad things were destined to happen. Even someone (aka me) who had never taken Divination could predict it.

"No way mate." I said as I rolled over and put my pillow over my head.

"Don't get like this on me again Scorpo!" Vincent said really happily (Bella and him got back together yesterday; apparently she only went out with Finch-Fletchley to make Vincent jealous).

"GO AWAY!" I moaned, "I'm not getting up."

"You're Head Boy! You can't just not get up."

"Oh yes I can! Just watch me! I'll give you detention if you don't leave me alone." Why didn't I think that a year ago? I am such a loser. No wonder Rose hates my guts. Well that and the fact I insulted her family, that was probably one of the worst things I have ever done in my life (well that and taking potions in 6th year and deciding to go out with one of my best friends, but you know those stories).

"You don't scare me!" he said with a grin on his face. I probably didn't scare him, he was taller than me and he was the one that was fully awake.

I didn't say anything; I just pulled the sheets over my head.

"SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUT OF BED!" he shouted.

"NO!" I shouted back.

"Do you want me to take a leaf out of Rose's book and make birds attack you?" he threatened. I knew it was a joke but I wasn't going to risk it. Yesterday really hurt.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said as I jumped out of bed. "But this day is destined to be bad so if anything horrible happens to me I'm blaming you."

"That's OK. I don't think anything bad is going to happen anyway." He grinned. He always did that. Stupid morning person.

"I wouldn't count on it." I said darkly. I just had this really bad feeling about today. Don't you just hate those bad feelings? I know I do.

We made our way down to breakfast (early of course, I wonder how the guys in our dormitory don't hear Vincent shouting at me in the morning, they must be heavy sleepers, I know I wish I could sleep through my best friend's yelling).

"Why do we always have to get up so early?" I ask my crazily happy friend.

"To get pumped and READY for the day!" he shouted enthusiastically right in my ear.

"Ow, burst ear drum." I said while rubbing my ear.

"Sorry mate. I'm just so happy. So how come you took so long yesterday getting your book anyway? And how come you didn't come back with a book? And why did Rose Weasley attack you with birds?" he asked me.

"Some first year was lost so I helped him find his way to class. Weasley had already taken out the book I wanted. And I insulted her family so she got really angry and sent birds attacking me."

"The family card, that's pretty low Scorp." He said seriously.

"I know. I felt really bad the second I said it. I tried to get her to calm down but she did listen. Well obviously." I indicated the cuts up my arm.

"Pretty good spell though." He commented.

"Don't I know it." I grumbled. Stupid Weasley and her stupid birds.

"Well let's get some strawberry jam down you and you'll feel all better." He said as we came to a stop at the Slytherin table and sat down.

"I hope so." I said and I grabbed myself some toast and strawberry jam of course. I looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw that Rose wasn't there yet; it was this annoying habit that I had gotten into, every morning I would look over at the Gryffindor table to see if Weasley was there. As I said before, she wasn't. Her cousin was though. Lily Potter, not one of the million other ones she has. Potter (Lily) was looking at me with curiosity. It was really weird. I quickly looked back down at my breakfast.

"So we have Quidditch practice today." Vincent was saying. "I really think we can beat Gryffindor if we try hard enough, we beat them last year after all."

"Well we don't have Mark anymore," I pointed out "He was our best chaser."

"Yeah but Parkinson is turning out pretty good."

"I suppose."

"What's up with Potter? She's like looking at you." Vincent asked, nodding towards the Slytherin table. Lily Potter was still looking over at me with curiosity.

"I have no idea." I said truthfully.

"Speaking of Weasley," Vincent said.

"We weren't talking about Weasley." I told him.

"I know but Potter is related to Weasley so it's basically the same thing."

"No it's not." I shook my head at my friend, they were completely different. "Weasley is stubborn, smart, redheaded, confident, beautiful, caring, sweet, funny, sarcastic, bubbly, ambitious, brave, determined, generous, kind-hearted, smiley, talented, witty... perfect."

I gulped and realised at what I had said. I looked down at my toast as a pink tinge appeared on my cheeks.

"But you don't like her?" Vincent said sarcastically.

"Maybe I do." I said quietly. I had no idea where that had come from but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense.

"Yeah ma-WHAT!" he shouted the last word. "And when I say what I mean FINALLY!"

People started looking at him funnily.

"Announce it to the whole world why don't you?" I said grumpily. "I knew today was going to be a bad day."

"Scorp, you just realised you love someone, that's not a bad thing."

"Vince," I countered. "Who said anything about this love business? I said maybe I did LIKE her. And it is a bad thing. She hates my guts, her family hates my guts, my family hates her guts, do you have any idea how angry my family would get if they found out? It's not like she'll like me back or anything. As I stated before, she hates my guts. I have several cuts from a bunch of birds to prove that."

"You just keep telling yourself you don't love her, you'll work it out eventually. I'm sure your family wouldn't be too angry."

I raised my eyebrows at him. My family, the Malfoys, known as being generations of purebloods, generations of Slytherins, generations of marrying purebloods, generations of hating Gryffindors, generations of hating Weasleys, yeah, they were going to let me like a half-blood Gryffindor Weasley. They'd be really good about. Yeah, no way in hell were they going to be okay with it. That is precisely why I wasn't planning on telling anyone, especially not them.

Even though I had only liked her for a number of minutes I had it all planned out. Well maybe I had liked her for a longer time, but I just hadn't realised it. Knowing how un-observant I am, yes I would say I am probably right. My plan was: tell no one, including her.

Vincent seemed to be thinking the same things as me because he said. "Mm, yeah, maybe I was wrong."

"You think?" And we continued eating breakfast in silence

"Well let's get to Transfiguration then." Vincent said 15 minutes later.

"Sure. Let's go." And we got up from the table and started making our way to the entrance hall.

"MALFOY!" I heard a yell from behind me as we got into the entrance hall. To my surprise, it wasn't Weasley.

I turned around to see Lily Potter walking towards me. Her red hair (much fierier than Rose's and much straighter) flying around her face.

"I guess you are gonna find out why she was looking at you this morning." Vincent muttered as she stopped in front of us. Now Lily Potter was quite short, more than a head shorter than me but when she looked at you with anger she could make anyone apologise and cower. It was one of her talents; well I suppose that is what it is.

"Yes Potter?" I asked.

"Why did you insult Rose's family?" she glared at me and let me tell you, I was scared. She has one mean glare for a 15 year old girl.

"I didn't mean to. It just slipped out. I have honestly regretted it ever since I said it. Especially after the bird attack." I explained. The weird thing is that I meant every word I said. It did just slip out and I had regretted it ever since.

"What bird attack?" she asked sounding curious.

"Didn't she enlighten you on that part?" I said quite harshly.

"Well she sort of bur- That's not the point." She covered up whatever she was going to say. "What bird attack?"

"Well after I said the thing about her family her ears went red and then she said 'at least my family aren't death eaters' which was totally rude of course. And then she said I was dead and that no one insults her family, which is a bit rich coming from her as she just said my family were death eaters, which I will admit they were but that was a long time ago and my dad really regrets it and everything. I mean your dad saved his life twice in one night and that's not something he is going to forget-"

"On with the story Malfoy." She snapped. "Before I graduate please."

"Well someone's impatient." I snapped back. "So after she said no one insults her family I told her to calm down. Which she didn't which is rather rude as we-"

"On with it Malfoy or I shall bat-bogey hex you!"

"Bat-bogey hex me and I'll give you detention for the rest of the year." I countered. She glared at me again; those glares are mighty scary so I continued. "And she didn't calm down and then she conjured birds out of thin air and made them attack me."

The minute I finished Potter started laughing. She was actually laughing. I had just told her that her cousin had attacked me with a flock of birds and she was laughing. Well who's the insensitive one now?

"Why are you laughing?" I asked her angrily.

"Sorry but that is the funniest thing I have ever heard. Well apart from the time that Aunt Hermione told me about doing the same thing to Uncle Ron but I think this is funnier because it's you." She continued to laugh. I looked over at Vincent who shrugged his shoulders and gave me a look that said 'well it is kind of funny.'

"I'm so glad my suffering makes you happy." I said sarcastically.

"You have to apologise Malfoy." She had recovered from her laughing fit and looked at me very seriously.

"And get attacked by more birds? No thank you." I said stubbornly.

"You'll feel better if you do. She would really appreciate it." She said.

"How do you know?" I asked her.

"I just know. I just know that she would appreciate it."

Yeah right. I thought to myself. Rose Weasley wouldn't appreciate anything about me. Except maybe my death. It figures that the girl I have fallen for hates everything about me. Yeah, I thought to myself as Vincent and I walked up to Transfiguration, the universe does hate me.

Author's note: So what did you think? I liked it. I knew in my mind that Scorpius wasn't going to think about it before he admitted he likes Rose to Vincent because then he wouldn't admit it. He just had to say it spontaneously. I love Lily. She is so cool. Love her so much.

Rose's POV next chapter! Aren't you excited? I am. I can't wait.

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