Disclaimer: Everything belongs to the Queen, except for the story line,Alex Finnigan and Jennifer Longbottom.

It was the day before which we were scheduled to leave for Hogwarts. I had had a rough morning. My lovely brother Hugo had literally shoved me out of bed. Not my favourite type of wake up call. I'll kill that idiot one day.

After I got off the floor, where I had ungracefully landed after Hugo pushed me off my bed, the devils incarnate tells me that he woke me up because he wanted cereal from the kitchen cabinet which was locked and the key was nowhere to be found. The little brat wanted me to use magic to get it opened so that he could stuff his face. Idiot. He ruined my last day of peace and freedom.

After opening the cabinet for him I tried going back to sleep. But I had a tough time falling asleep and with a great sigh I decided to get up and start packing. Packing was such a bitch. I always put off packing until the last day.

Jenny always yells her head off at me when she realises that I haven't packed a single thing, before we leave Hogwarts for vacation. After her bugging me about it again and again I'd finally take to packing and I always wouldn't be able to find all the stuff I need, pretty annoying really. Then, I'd tell her about it and she'd yell at how irresponsible I was again and then proceed to help me look for my stuff. She could be a sweetheart when she wanted to be.

This had been our ritual since our second year. Jenny loved being organised and neat all the bloody time. She had a sanitizer on her at all times. She wrote down her assignments, appointments and the things she needed to do the next day, every day, just before she went to sleep in the "Planner". Even when she is on vacation. She hates untidy desks, books in disarray, piles of dirty clothes, messy closets, unorganised makeup kits and the list goes on. Basically, she hates my room. She has a difficult time whenever she comes over to my place during our vacation. It takes her all the strength she possesses to not completely flip when she enters my room on her arrival. But by the time she leaves my house after a sleepover or lunch, my room is always spick and span, without a trace of dust on even a single surface. I am always shocked and surprised about how quickly the girl works. And this was when we weren't allowed to use magic outside of school! After we turned seventeen, the first thing she does when she comes over, is clean my room. With a swift flick of her wand.

Yes, I know. I could do that myself, but I am too lazy. And the untidiness never bothered me. That's why my mother refused to enter my room unless it was absolutely necessary. Needless to say, I really didn't have a problem with that.

I got out of bed and dragged myself to the washroom. I really needed to have a long, hot shower if I have to pack today. The hot water worked wonders on my body. After a long shower I got out and padded my way over to my closet. I pulled out a pair of shorts and a tank top, my favourite and most comfortable clothes and quickly got ready. I was in a pretty good mood thanks to my relaxing shower and even the thought of a long day of packing didn't bother me. I put my hair up into a messy bun and pranced over to my trunk. I was just about to open it when I heard a knock on my door.

"Hugo if you need me to do something else for you, I am sure as hell not going to. I did you a favour by not wringing your neck after today morning. So stop annoying me and find something better to do", I yelled.

"Thanks for the pleasant welcome Rose", said Jenny as she wrenched my door open.

"Jenny!"

I ran over and hugged her and maybe I overdid it cause the next second both of us toppled to the floor.

"Ouch. Thanks for that Weasley. We are leaving for Hogwarts tomorrow and you've managed to break my spine. How lovely. Why are you so happy anyway, don't you have packing to do today?"

"Cut the drama Jenny. Broke your spine, my arse. I don't think you even have a bruise. And yes, I do have packing to do, I haven't even started actually. But for some unknown reason, I am happy", I said, helping her back onto her feet.

She gave me an incredulous look, hit me across the head and walked over to my trunk. She shoved it open and I swear she almost fainted when she all the mess inside.

"Rose. What the hell. When in the name of Merlin were you planning on cleaning this mess?"

"Um, today?" I said while looking sheepishly at my feet.

She sighed and hit me across the head. Again. That girl. I would have punched her if I didn't love her.

She went over to my closet and took out all the clothes I own and started folding them. She refuses to use magic while closing clothes. She is insane. Sometimes I don't know what to do with her.

While she folded my clothes, I decided to tackle my books. I had piles of books. An entire room in my room was covered by books actually. I always had a tough time deciding which books to take with to Hogwarts. I chose about ten books, Wingardium leviosa-d my school books and set them neatly into my trunk. I then got all my other necessities in while Jenny finished with my clothes. We soon finished packing my trunk. I was delighted. I went over and hugged Jenny and thanked her profusely for helping me with my packing. She patted me on my head like a dog and said that I owed her.

We went down to the kitchen to grab something to eat. I walked in to see Al and Hugo sitting at the table stuffing their faces. Apparently Al was bored at home so he decided to come over and spend time with Hugo and me. I was just about to ask him to stop stuffing his face when Alex walked in.

He hugged Jenny and I hello. And ruffles Hugo's hair. Hugo hated that and Alex always did it just to annoy him.

"What is this? The-visit-Rose-day? What are you doing here Alex?"

"I am hurt Rose. Can't I pop over just to see my two favourite girls in the entire world?" he grinned at me.

"Sure Alex. That's why you're here. Which girl do we have to break up with for you now?" I rolled my eyes at him.

Jenny stiffened next to me, I was the only one to notice of course.

"Nobody Rose. I just came here to help you pack. ", he said. And Jenny relaxed.

I need to figure out what's going on here. I decided to ask Jenny about it later.

"Okay Alex. But surprisingly, I am done packing."

"What? Who are you and what have you done with Rose Weasley? It's still 3 in the afternoon Rose. How can you be done already?", said Alex.

"Jen, being the sweetheart that she is, came over today morning and helped me pack. Needless to say, we finished in no time", I said.

"Oh wow. Okay then. Lets all get a Butterbeer then? At the Leaky Cauldron? Since we have nothing better to do anyway." proposed Alex. Al and Jenny nodded their approval while my brother said that he still had some packing left and asked us to go ahead without him.

"Oh sure, I'd love that. Let me just grab my coat", I said and was walking out of the kitchen when I rammed straight into someone. Both of us toppled to the ground. Sigh. Today really wasn't my day. I looked down and saw the person who I had fallen on. Guess who? He surely wasn't my favourite person in the world. That's right. Scorpius bloody Malfoy. I was about to bite his head off, when-

"Weaslette I know I am irresistible and all you want to do is snog me every time you see me, but I really don't appreciate being pushed to the ground", he said.

As if.

"I didn't do it on purpose you great oaf. I wasn't looking where I was going. And snog you? You wish Malfoy. What the hell are you doing in my house anyway? And Get over yourself; you're not irresistible at all. Not to me at least." I scoffed.

His arms stiffened around my waist and that's when I realised our compromising position. I was just about to get up when Malfoy tightened his arms around me. I looked at him questioningly. He lent closer to my face and whispered-

"Nobody, not even you, can resist me Weasley. You're lucky I hate your personality or I would have taken you right here, right now"

For the first time I felt shivers down my spine because of Malfoy. And unfortunately it wasn't the last.

Stupid, gorgeous, grey eyes of his. Stupid,husky voice. Curse them. Curse him.

"If you don't get your slimy hands off me this instant Malfoy, I will castrate you. Get them off. Now.", I yelled. I couldn't let him see me in a vulnerable state. Stupid git.

"Whatever happened to acting cordial towards one another? Did you forget all about that Malfoy?", I questioned.

"I didn't Weasley, but we aren't in school yet. And I have to have some kind of fun with you before we get to school", he smirked.

Stupid. Bloody. Git.

"Okay Malfoy. Sure. What are you doing here anyway. Did you hit your head on the pavement and lose your way?" I asked.

"Sorry to disappoint you Weasley. But I didn't injure my head, thank you very much. I went over to see Al and his mom told me that I would find him here. So here I am. I was hoping to not see you though.", he said.

"Fuck off Malfoy. Al's in the kitchen."

I hate that git. I hate him. And not for the first time I started reconsidering taking up the Head Girl position.

But if anyone is going to give up a batch, it's going to be Malfoy. Not me. I'd worked too hard for this. I can't lose by badge.

Sighing, I grabbed my coat from my room and made my way to the kitchen.

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