AN: R&R! I shall love you forever and ever if you do. Except I don't know you, so that would be really creepy. But R&R anyways.

Chapter Two:

As I have grown older, there are many things I have had to accept. As a matter of fact, there are so many things, I think I'll make a list:

1: People are never going to stop telling me I look "just like my mother."

2: Vanishing charms do not work on freckles.

3: Dating a guy, breaking up with him, and dating his brother is not a good idea.

4: I will never love Quidditch as much as my siblings and cousins do.

5: I have a large amount of flaws.

In order to make number 5 more clear, a list of my flaws:

1: I hold grudges for a very long time.

2: I meddle in other people's business.

3: I'm rather impulsive.

(And a great many others.)

However, the one flaw to which I will never, ever admit is cluelessness. Particularly when it comes to relationships and crushes and romance in general. I cannot stand it when people are clueless about their crushes.

It is for that reason that sitting on a train with Scorpius and Rose was so infuriating.

The day I am referring to was the first day of school, my fifth year of attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Rose, Scorpius, and Albus, (all seventh years), Hugo (a fifth year, like me), Dominique (a sixth year), Fred (a fourth year) Roxanne (a third year), and I were all sitting in a compartment together. Normally, you will not find compartments on the Hogwarts express with such a wide age range, but we were all family (and Scorpius), so it was a habit of ours.

The ride was progressing as it normally does: Hugo ,Fred, and Roxanne were plotting something evil, Dominique was reading some kind of magazine, Albus was reading, and Rose and Scorpius were acting completely aggravating.

There they were, cuddled up in a corner, reading, laughing, making intellectual jokes, teasing each other, and even playing with each other's hair, for Merlin's sake.

In short, they were acting just like any typical, lovesick, irritating couple—except, they weren't a couple.

A short recap of the Rose/Scorpius drama: They hated each other until the middle of second year, were best friends until the end of fourth year, and have been stuck in the same completely-unresolved, self-generated friendzone ever since. I mean, they're still best friends, but everyone knows that they're secretly madly in love with each other—everyone, apparently, except them. See what I mean? Clueless.

I was saved from my aggravated, why-don't-you-just-kiss-already mental rant by the distraction of Will Frobisher entering our compartment.

Scratch that. Will Frobisher did not save me, nor was I distracted by him.

Rephrasing.

My aggravated, why-don't-you-just-kiss-already mental rant was very rudely interrupted by Will Frobisher entering our compartment.

"Scorp, my friend!" he said. "How's it going? I've been looking for you!"

"Sorry, mate," said Scorpius. "I've been hanging out with this lot."

Will's eyes fell on me. I glared.

"Lily."

"Hello, Will."

We both spoke in tones of not-very-well-hidden distaste.

"Keep it civil, you two," said Rose, laughing.

"I'm civil!" I protested.

Will laughed irritatingly. "Yes, very civil."

I opened my mouth to retort. Dominique kicked me. She was wearing high heels.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed. "Merlin, Domi! Don't you have any shoes that aren't daggers?" She was wearing one of her usual weird outfits: A lacy gray dress, hot pink tights, and weird, lacy, gray high heels. Her silvery-blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun on top of her head.

"Anyways, Scorp, I need to talk to you for a minute," said Will.

Scorpius got up and followed Will out of the compartment. After sticking his tongue out at me (I did not stoop to his level and return the insult) Will closed the compartment door.

Hmm, I thought. What is this about?

Because our compartment was overly-crowded, I was sitting on the floor. As casually as possible, I scooted backwards and leaned against the compartment door, trying to make out the murmured voices.

"Just ask her out already, Scorp!"

"I don't want to ruin the friendship!"

"You've liked her for ages."

"I'm waiting for the right moment.

"Make the right moment!"

"I can't. Not with her."

"Come on, man."

"Will, it's not going to happen.

A sigh. "Fine, whatever. I'm going to go get some more chocolate frogs."

I scooted away from the door just as Scorpius re-entered, looking slightly harassed.

A sudden idea struck me. I jumped to my feet. "I'm going to go find some of my friends," I said.

"Bye," said Rose.

I waved at her and rushed out into the corridor. There was Will, heading towards the front of the train.

"Will!" I called. "Will!"

He stopped and turned around.

"Hi," I said, reaching him.

He gave me a where-did-this-purple-cow-in-my-back-yard-come-from kind of look.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, don't respond. Whatever. Look, I overheard you talking to Scorpius."

He snorted. "Overheard?"

"Fine, I eavesdropped on you and Scorpius. Happy?"

"Yes, I'm just filled with joy that you eavesdropped on me."

I ignored that comment, cutting right to the chase. "Rose and Scorpius were made for each other."

"That's the first thing you've ever said that I actually agree with," said Will, although he looked slightly confused.

"Exactly!" I exclaimed. "So, I had a thought."

"I guess there really is a first time for everything."

I hit him.

"Ouch! Merlin!"

I took a deep breath. "I think you and I should work together and set them up."

"What? Why?" He looked completely repulsed, which was very annoying.

I rolled my eyes. "Look, I don't want to work with you, either. But I'm friends with Rose and you're friends with Scorpius. If we work together, we might just be able to pull this off. And they're never going to do it on their own."

"That's actually fairly convincing," he said. "All right, I'll do it." He held out his hand. "I solemnly swear that I will help Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy stop being morons and snog already."

I repeated the oath.

We shook hands.

And that is how this story truly began.