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~Prefects Bathroom~

n. an elusive room that has a mortal fear of Mourning Myrtle (yes, she's still at Hogwarts)

Things shifted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We're not talking about people or magical maladies and cures. We're talking about places. Not the dormitories or classrooms or the Great Hall (heavens, no). Merlin knows the astronomy tower should not be moved either. We're talking about staircases, missing steps, broom closets and utility rooms. We're talking about the prefects' bathroom too.

Let's have a short history lesson while we're talking about this very official (and semi-infamous) loo. In the past few years it's been migrating. When Harry Potter was a fourth year it was located near Boris the Bewildered on the third floor. People don't think rooms have feelings. That's not what the Four Founders thought. In order to keep Hogwarts interesting and to spice up the dull life of education for their beloved students, they decided to enchant some rooms with the ability to move at their own "need". The prefects' bathroom (as you've probably now guessed) was one of such rooms. People wonder why Hogwarts is the number one school in Britain. It's quite obvious. Anyhow, the prefects' bathroom is now a myth of sorts. The saying goes that it's really trying to escape from Mourning Myrtle (yes, that ghost). She's been swimming through its pipes (that's a no-no). The room has now become extremely elusive and only a prefect can actually find it. They spend hours patrolling the school, they should know.

This is where Rose comes into the story. She had found the prefects bathroom and she's also (conveniently) a prefect. She was quite satisfied when one night she found a door leading to a luxurious room with a bathtub with three nozzles and a pretty painting hung on the wall. It was hiding behind Frasoria Floraius (famous herbology fanatic). Ms. Floraius really deserved a statue instead of a painting because you couldn't see her face behind all those flowers. There was really no point of naming a painting after her if you couldn't see Frasoria in the first place.

It was in the middle of N.E.W.T.S testing and Rose had just had a horrible time in Charms that day. She was absolutely positive she fumbled on every other charm they were tested on! Horrible, just absolutely terrifying fumbles that were sure to gain her a failing grade. She had also been having a multitude of nightmares about failing all of her N.E.W.T.S and she just couldn't sleep. So she had snuck out with a robe over her Muggle t-shirt and shorts and borrowed Albus's invisibility cloak.

James had left it to Albus as an act of kindness now that he was no longer at Hogwarts. Albus had a two year lease on it before James was going to claim it as his again once both of them were out of Hogwarts so this year and next year were bound to be full of pranks and mischief as James had also given Albus the Marauders Map. Of course, she and Scorpius were invited to the giant party too. Not as a couple.

Shuffling quiet down the corridors Rose made it to Frasoria's painting and murmured, "Soapy bubbles." She held her breath and stared at the painting. The flowers shifted as if a wind had blown through the picture but nothing else happened.

"Soapy bubbles." She murmured again. The painting didn't swing open but remained as firmly attached to the wall as if there was a Permanent Sticking charm on it.

Muttering every curse she knew (which was a lot) Rose checked the Marauders Map to see if anyone was coming this way and took off the Invisibility Cloak and murmuring Alohamora pointed her wand at the painting. Again, nothing happened.

Swearing, Rose put on the cloak and swore until she ran out of things to swear on. Then she tried a last ditch attempt to open the Merlin's damned door behind the Merlin's damn painting.

"Soap bubble." She whispered fiercely (not 'soapy bubble').

The painting swung open and the flowers in the painting swirled in an invisible wind.

Sighing with relief Rose stepped in and quickly closed the painting behind her. She slid down the door until she was sitting on the ornately tiled floors and smiled to herself.

Mission accomplished…

Standing up, she took off her robe and hung it on a peg on the wall. Then she folded up the cloak and the Marauders map (which she had cleared) and put them in a pocket of her robe.

"Rose?" An eerie voice asked.

Slipping her wand out of another pocket in her robes. Rose spun around. Wand in hand she looked around the bathroom.

"Oh, put your wand down. You'd be attacking an unarmed wizard and that wouldn't be fair would it?" Scorpius muttered. "Should've brough my wand now that I think of it."

"What are you doing here?" Rose asked accusingly. She was too angry and surprised to flush when she saw that Scorpius was shirtless and wearing just a pair of pajama bottoms. He was standing in a corner next to the bathtub and a rack full of fluffy white towels. Rose took a mental picture so as to analyze later. Being on the Quidditch team had obviously been good for him because she still remembered how he looked bare-chested when Albus had dared him to go skinny-dipping in The Lake one night. The only reason Rose had seen was because she was the one who had to bring him back his robes after Albus ran off with them the moment Scorpius jumped in. He had been treading water in the shallows so she had a pretty good view (not all the way down mind you).

He had obviously toweling dry his hair because he had a towel in hand and the prefects' bathroom was just slightly stuffy and smelling of lavender. Scorpius's earring glittered in the dim light.

Ugh, obviously he's not using any special shampoo because his hair looks silky smooth even after a bath in the prefects' bathroom …He uses regular soap? That is so unfair…

"Aren't I a prefect too?" Scorpius asked with mock indignity.

Rose grimaced. What he said was true. He was a fellow prefect and she knew that nowadays it didn't really matter whether a prefect used this place or not because it was as hard as hell to find. It was pretty much first come first serve.

Or maybe it was more like first find then use? Or maybe it was first find you use. No, it should be something catchier…

"So are you the reason I couldn't get in?"

"Sure, the Four Founders had to have some sort of privacy policy didn't they? After all, notice how there's only one prefects' bathroom for all prefects? I'd say it's a lack of insight on their part but then again a bathroom was probably the least of their problems." Scorpius mused out loud.

Rose gave an ill-tempered grunt to half show she was listening.

"I was just leaving so you can have this lovely bath all to yourself. Unless you want me to stay that is." Scorpius said with a smirk. His earring glittered and he continued to towel his hair dry, then he tied his hair back loosely with a leather band. The ponytail stuck out at odd angles (and was oddly endearing).

"No, no. Just don't take your time leaving." Rose muttered. She was peeking at him through her lashes and trying not to attract attention. Besides he was just putting on a shirt (nothing interesting or anything). She just wanted to know when he was going to leave.

That's not the only reason you're watching…

Rose suppressed a shudder as his shoulder brushed hers on the way out.

"How do you get around without an invisibility cloak?" The words tumbled out of Rose's mouth all of a sudden.

"There are other ways you know." Scorpius said mysteriously as he walked out and closed the door/painting.

Rose let out a sighed before walking over to the tub and turned the nozzle on all three of the fountains. The tub filled with bubbles and water and foam and the smell of lavender permeated the air more thickly than before.

Rose took a deep breath.

A/N: Done. :3 This chapter doesn't invovle a lot of staring (o.O). But I hope you liked it anyway! :D Please review! Comments and suggestions always appreciated.