My third year at Hogwarts started off normally. It was my brother, Hugo's first year, so I helped him on to the train, and promptly abandoned him in favor of Dwyn and Dylan. The ride to Hogwarts was perfectly normal, and were my first months of school that year. Hugo was sorted into Ravenclaw, which was surprising to some of the family. I had decided to take arithmancy and ancient runes on the advice of my mother and Scorpius, and was excelling in all of my classes. My group of friends and James's had merged into one, which I loved. Now I could be with Dwyn and Dylan at the same time that I was with James and Scorpius. Although I spent more time with my Gryffindor friends, Al was still close to me. In fact, he'd been accepted on to the Slytherin Quidditch team as seeker, and I cheered for him at all of his matches. Up until December, everything went just fine, in fact, I was doing better than ever. Something on the weekend after Christmas changed...

"Daddy?" I asked my father. Ron Weasley and I were very close. I confided in him all the time, and he spoiled me rotten.

"Yes, Rosie-Posie?"

"I'm going over to see James and Albus, okay?"

"Of course, sweetheart. But there better not be any boys over there!"

"Yes, Daddy," I said, rolling my eyes. I said goodbye, and walked out the door. My father knew that half of my friends were male, but still couldn't get over it. The Potters lived in Godric's Hollow with us, and even though it was December, the walk over was pleasant. I rang the doorbell, and was received by James.

"Rosie!" he exclaimed at the sight of my face.

"Hey James," I replied, hugging him. "Do you think we can invite some of the guys over? I haven't seen them in so long, and can't invite them to my place - you know how my dad is with them."

"Absolutely! I haven't seen them all holiday either. I'll get some snacks ready in the kitchen, and you go floo them."

I ran to the Potter fire place and began to call our friends. I first checked with Dwyn and Dylan, and then decided to get Linus and Scorpius. I didn't really feel like calling anyone else over, so I decided that I was done.

"They're on their way, Jamie," I told my cousin.

Dwyn flooed in first. She greeted me with a hug, and James with a smile. They went over to the Potter kitchen, and began chatting. Linus arrived next, asking, "Where's Dylan?" Linus had come out the year before, and almost immediately had begun dating Dylan. I smiled, gave him a hug, and informed him that Dylan was on his way. Dylan arrived next, leaving just Scorpius unaccounted for.

"Is this it, Rose?" James asked me. "Anyone else coming?"

Before I could answer him, the fireplace roared to life, and out stepped Scorpius Malfoy.

"Well?" he asked. "Am I late?"

"No!" I yelled, throwing myself at him in a hug.

"Yes, you are, Malfoy," James said, angrily, crossing his arms.

"James! How are you?" Scorpius asked, apparently unaware of James's anger. James ignored the question, and looked at me, outraged.

"What's the matter, Jamie?" I asked, innocently. James walked away.

We all sat down in the kitchen, and began catching up with each other. The whole time, I remained perched on Scorpius's lap. It was comfortable, really. I was incredibly tiny, and he was very large. It all made sense.

"How's the holidays going, Rose?" Scorpius asked me.

"Oh, you know. There's not much to do around here. That's why I'm so glad that you all made it!" I answered cheerfully, taking another chocolate frog.

"You sure that there's not another reason why you're glad to have him here?" James asked me, very aggressively.

"'Him'? Don't you mean 'they'?" I asked, still unknowing of James's purpose.

"Shut up Rose, and stop playing the 'innocent little girl' card. You know what I'm talking about."

I shook my head. "No, I don't. Really James. I have no idea what is going on."

James jumped up off of his chair. "I'll make it clear, then. Malfoy, get out of my house."

If someone had put a mirror in front of my face, I would have looked into my shocked eyes, but instead I looked into the not very surprised faces of my friends. I looked at James who had an incredibly angry, yet proud, and then at Scorpius who looked deeply wounded. Before I could say anything, he was out of the house only saying, "I'll see you around, Rose" as a goodbye.

"What the hell was that about, James?" I asked my cousin angrily.

"Is it not obvious enough?!" he stormed out of the kitchen. I heard him stomping up the stairs, and finally the slam of his bedroom door.

I looked in astonishment at my friends. "Could someone please tell me what is going on?!"

"Mmm... I have to go... bye, Rose. Thanks," Linus said, walking towards the fireplace.

"Yeah, same. See ya, Rosie," Dylan added.

"Dwyn? Please?" I asked. I really had no idea what was happening.

"I'll tell you later," she muttered. "Thanks."

I heard the yelling of locations from the living room. I soon as I was sure that they had all left, I let out a sob of frustration. What was happening?

When I returned to Hogwarts that January, Scorpius had started hanging around with a group of Slytherins. I tried to talk to him almost everyday, but he ignored me. As far as I knew, he wasn't talking to any of our other friends either. I continued to ask my friends about what had happened at our December get-together, but whenever I inquired, they quickly changed the subject. For a while, I was so mad at James that I didn't talk to him for a month, but then he and Dwyn started dating, and I couldn't help but congratulating him.

Before I knew it, it was the summer holidays again. I was at the top of my class once again, but for the first time, it barely mattered to me. There are more important things in life than grades. I left Hogwarts that year with James, but without Scorpius.

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