AN: I own nothing. This is just the prologue, I promise it will get better, as it is just laying out the foundation for Rose and Scorpius's relationship, storylines will get more fleshed out and characters will get more developed.

Prologue: The First Secret

"Rose! Hugo! Your Hogwarts letters are here!" my Mum shouted. My mother could win a shouting contest any day. Once I accidentally got involved in one of James and Fred's more convoluted pranks, and landed many detentions. First of all, I'd like to say that I was an innocent bystander…sort of. Second of all, the detention was humiliating enough, I didn't need my mother to go all Molly Weasley on me. Dad and Hugo reckon their hearing will never be the same. "Coming, mom!" I screeched as I thundered down the stairs. "Rosie! Your envelope is rather heavy this year," Dad winked. I eagerly tore the envelope open and a Head Girl badge tumbled out. While I was the Ravenclaw prefect, there was talk of my title being rescinded after that situation last year, so I was surprised that I got Head Girl. "Looks like McGonagall has finally got over that prank," Dad said. "That was some prank, Rosie, but don't tell your mother," he whispered.

"I'm so proud of you, Rosie! I always knew you would be Head Girl," Mum said as she plucked the letter out of my hand. "Who do you think the Head Boy is going to be?" Hugo asked as he ripped his letter open. "I don't know, but I'm hoping that it's Nick McLaggen," I answered as neutrally as possible. "Aww, does Rosie have a crush?" Hugo snickered. I shot him a withering look. "No. I'd just rather him than say, Malfoy," I said justifying myself. "Rosie, about Scorpius, I really think you should give him a chance," Mum said hesitantly.

"No." I said instantly.

"Rosie!"

"He's still the same annoying, condescending prat he's always been."

"He's grown up since first year. You all have. I don't think it's fair to judge him based on his last name. Besides, all of your cousins like him. I like him," Mum goaded.

Besides being unfairly attractive, he's also far too charming. To everyone but me that is.

"I don't. I'm glad you haven't given in like the rest," Dad said, while eating Hugo's candy.

"Ronald!"

"But, uh, maybe you could make a little effort," Dad mumbled unconvincingly sneaking glances at Mum.

Fat chance. There seemed to be something that just naturally made me insult him. He seemed to have whatever that trait is also. Unfortunately, like it or not, Scorpius was a Slytherin prefect and on the top of our class. Working with Scorpius Malfoy would make hurling myself of the Astronomy Tower seem like a right walk in the park.

"Do you even know why you don't like him?"

"He's arrogant, annoying, condescending," I began.

"I forgot that I'd be opening a can of worms. Honestly, your cousins like him. Albus, your best friend, likes him. You like Albus, Albus like Scorpius, therefore you should like Scorpius," Mum said logically. Damn Hermione Granger and her logic.

"I don't want to keep discussing Malfoy. I need to pack," I said running up to my room. I started neatly piling my books and supplies into my trunk. I picked up my journal and a quill.

Reasons I Don't Like Scorpius Malfoy

He really is arrogant, thinks he's God's gift to women (gag me)

He's a walking STD factory

He thinks he's the smartest person ever, but he's not even that smart (I mean, he's slightly ahead of me in ONE subject, which doesn't mean anything)

He has called me too many rude names to count

He has insulted me too many times to count

His last name is Malfoy

His name is Scorpius Hyperion. Like, really?

He's condescending.

He's not a terrible kisser

I walked to the prefect's carriage fully expecting Nick McLaggen to be Head Boy. Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want, or expect.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I spat angrily when I caught a glimpse of the Head Boy.

"Why the hell do you think I'm here?"

I simply stared, open mouthed at the handsome blond boy lounging in front of me.

"That's really tragic, Weasley. I mean, cleverness was really your only selling point. You're okay looking-sometimes-and you've got a horrible personality, so being smart was all you had, but you're not even really that smart-" he said."If you really need it spelled out for you, then so be it. I am Head Boy. Therefore I am supposed to be here," Malfoy continued haughtily.

I knew that Malfoy was a candidate, but I supposed that I deluded myself into believing that would be Nick. Delusion was one of my many specialties.

"Fan-fucking-tastic," I groaned.

"Believe me Weasley, I'm not any happier about this than you are," he said flatly.

We gave our instructions to the prefects with gritted teeth and veiled anger. All of the new prefects scurried away as soon as we dismissed them.

"Good job scaring all of the prefects away," I said.

"Me? It was you, with all of your don't-abuse-your-privileges-or-there'll-be-severe-consequences," he retorted.

"Was not!" I said defiantly.

"Was too!" he replied.

"I thought I heard your dulcet tones from the next carriage over," Al Potter said cheerfully.

"Al!" we both happily exclaimed.

He raised his eyebrows at our overly welcoming greetings. "Hello to you too," he said uncertainly. "Let's go to our compartment."

"Just a sec, Al, we have to put our notes away. We'll meet you over there," I said shooing him away. I turned toward Malfoy. "You know as well as I do that we'll never get through this year like this," I said.

He scowled. "Fine. We'll try to be…civil," he said the word "civil" as if the word physically pained him.

"Civil," I repeated. "This is new," I said nervously. "How is, uh, what's her name, Sophie? Are you still together?" my mouth took on a mind of its own as I tried to fill the silence. Merlin, what the hell was I saying?

He just stared.

"Sophie? You're girlfriend? Ex-girlfriend?" I continued. Oh god, I needed to shut up. This whole civil thing was making me nervous. Somehow I preferred the comfortable familiarity of our antagonistic relationship. "I never liked her that much, but maybe you see something else in here," I continued rambling without thinking.

"Let's get one thing straight. I still don't like you, Weasley. Your bitchy remarks were annoying and your fake friendliness is almost as annoying. Just shut up," he said frostily.

"I don't actually like you, either, but I'm trying, unlike you," I snapped.

"You know what? This civil thing is a stupid idea," he gritted out.

"It's never going to work," I said. Quite possibly the only thing we'd ever agreed on.

"Very true," he said.

Then Malfoy pressed his lips against mine. I froze for a few seconds and shoved him, as hard as a five foot five ninety eight pound girl could shove a six foot two male anyway.

"What the hell, Malfoy? Why, in the name of Merlin, do you keeping doing that?!" I shrieked.

"You kissed me back last time. And, don't flatter yourself. You're marginally less annoying when we're kissing, did you know that?"

I whipped my wand out just as Al showed back up.

"I leave you alone for five minutes and Rosie has her wand drawn. Of course," he groaned. I sort of felt sorry for Al. It must be difficult to have two best friends at each other's throats twenty-four seven. "Rosie. Wand away," Al said warningly.

"Aw, Al. Come on," I whined. Al shook his head affectionately.

I huffed and followed him. This was going to be a long year.

"Are we really going to play 'I Never' on the first day of school?" I criticized as my motley group of cousins and Malfoy snuck into the Room of Requirement. "Weasley, you've got to stop sucking the fun out of the room," Malfoy called. It was really irritating how Al insisted on dragging Malfoy everywhere he went. Al, Malfoy, Dom, Lily, Lucy, Louis, and I were commencing my, Al, Malfoy, and Dom's last first day of Hogwarts. Playing 'I Never' was not what I had in mind.

"Guys," Al said.

Lily opened the bottle and started pouring the amber firewhiskey into shot glasses.

"You can go first, Scor," Lily said putting her hand on his shoulder. Was Lily trying to torture me? Why had she developed a crush on Malfoy of all people? The universe was clearly out to get me.

"Thanks, Lils," he said with his trademark smirk. Lily responded by fawning with starsturck eyes. Give me a break.

"I've never…nope, I did that…I've done that…" Quite frankly I did not want to know what Malfoy had done.

"I've never slept with a Hufflepuff," Malfoy eventually said. He spent at least two minutes combing through his sexual history to figure that one out. Gross.

"Thanks a lot, Scorp," Dominique said as she choked the shot down.

Scorpius smirked. "Always glad to be of service."

"Rosie, it's your turn," Lily said.

"All right…okay I've never slept with a Slytherin," I said evenly.

Malfoy, Al, and Dom all shot me withering looks as they downed their shots.

"At this rate, I'll be totally hammered in about fifteen minutes," Dom scowled.

"I've never gotten detention," Louis said proudly. I wondered how the hell he achieved that.

"You're being really lame, little bro," Dominique said.

We all simultaneously winced and downed the firewhiskey.

Louis Weasley was a true freak of nature.

Our little party broke up around midnight when Dom passed out. Being the most sober by far, I offered to stay and clean up. For whatever reason, Malfoy decided to hang around while I vanished the shot glasses and firewhiskey bottles. "You've never slept with a Slytherin? I feel bad for you, I mean, it's an unforgettable experience," Malfoy murmured lowly into my ear.

"Do you have a point?" I snapped, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Was Malfoy trying to seduce me?

Malfoy slid his hands along the curve of my waist. I squirmed.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I cried.

He pressed his lips to mine.

"Isn't it obvious? You've never slept with a Slytherin. I'm a Slytherin. I'm tense. You're here. Granted, you're not my first choice, but here you are. And, this might shut you up," Malfoy said roughly.

I couldn't fault with that logic, however flawed it was.

"If you disappoint me, you'll hear about it."

"Duly noted," Malfoy said, shutting me up by pressing his lips onto mine, shoving me against the wall, and unbuttoning my shirt. He ran his hands through my red curls and I let out a moan of all things as he pressed his lips to my neck. He placed a trail of peppery kisses down through my shoulder to my collarbone down to my stomach.

I never agree with Malfoy-ever-but he was right. Twice in one day? That had to be a new record

The instant I woke up in the Room of Requirement on a plush purple couch, I whacked Malfoy on the arm. We stared at each other for a moment, alarmed, and then both said "Don't tell anyone."

AN: This is just an introduction. Storylines and character relationships will definitely be more fleshed out. To clarify, Al and Scorpius are Slytherins, Rose, Lily, Dominique, Roxanne, Hugo, James, and Fred are Gryffindors, Lucy, Louis, Lorcan, and Molly are Ravenclaws. Scorpius and Rose definitely don't like each other yet. They can't even stand each other. They simply find each other attractive, so it's all lust. Please R & R! Five reviews and I'll post the next chapter, or I'll see you next Monday.