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Dear Diary,

Today is the last day at Hogwarts, and next year will be even more fun, because then Hugo and Lily will be starting as first years! I'm so excited! After breakfast Fred, James, Albus and I are going down to see Hagrid! Well that's all, bye!

Rose

I closed my journal and put it down.

"Come on Rose aren't you excited?" Albus asked taking my hand.

"Yeah. But I'll miss it terribly." I sighed, picking my journal back up.

"I know. Come on lets get some breakfast." Albus led me to our tables.

I started grabbing everything within my reach. Sausages, Eggs, Bacon, cinnamon rolls, ect. Where as James and Albus were already stuffing themselves. Somewhere along the row they must've picked something up from dad, because Aunty Ginny and Uncle Harry eat calmly and gently. I looked over at the Slytherin table and brought out my diary again.

Dear Diary,

Mr. Draco's son is staring at me again. Why would the Prince of Slytherin be staring at me? The cousin of the Gryffindor Golden Boy? What's his name again? Scorpius?

Rose

"What are you writing Rose?" James grinned.

"Nothing!" I blushed and hid my journal behind my back.

"Whoops! Missed your back!" Fred snatched the journal out of my hand.

"Dear Diary," Fred read in a shrill voice, I guess was supposed to be my voice.

"Shut it!" I hissed. Everyone at the table was trying to listen in. I made a grab for it but Fred threw it to James.

"Mr. Draco's son is staring at me again. Why would the Prince of Slytherin be staring at me? The cousin of the Gryffindor Golden Boy? What's his name again? Scorpius?" James grinned triumphantly.

Half my table was looking at the Slytherin table laughing and giggling. Scorpius looked away quickly, there was a faint pink in his pale cheeks. That was nothing compared to me; who was red from her chin to her hair line. I was half angry, and half embarrassed.

I snatched my journal and ran out of the hall crying, listening to the laughs coming from the Dinning Hall. I ran outside towards Hagrids Hut.

"Hagrid!" I cried banging on the door.

"Come in!" He yelled. I opened the door and ran straight into his middle hugging him.

"Rose! Whadda yeh doin' down here? Are yeh okay? What happened? " He asked shocked.

"Fred and James." I sobbed.

"Ah, I see." He grunted. "Would yeh like some tea?" I nodded. He pulled me away and sat me down.

"Now what happened?" He asked as I took a sip. Before I could answer, there was knocking at the door.

"Hagrid?! Are you in there?! Is Rose with you?!" I heard Albus and James. Fred was still chuckling from my Journal, which made me sob harder.

"Stay righ' here." Hagrid ordered. I nodded sulkily.

"Hey Hagrid. Listen, Rose left because my jerk of a brother and cousin read her diary out loud and she disappeared. Do you know where she is? Because we feel bad." Albus said in one breath.

"Heck I'm not! I'm still laughing. You should have soon her face! Or better yet the 'Prince Of Slytherin!'" I heard Fred and James crack up.

"Why don' yeh come in." Hagrid asked. I heard they shuffle in, and I ran out the back door.

And as soon as I was safely back in Hogwarts, I ran into someone.

"Oh!" I fell down scattering books everywhere, along with the person I ran into.

"Oh, sorry!" The person bent down to help me pick everything up. I picked up my dusty dark brown journal and stuffed it back in my bag. After everything was picked up I came up and came face to face with Scorpius Malfoy.

"Hi." He gulped. My answer he'll never get, because out of embarrassment I ran away towards the Gryffindor Tower.

I flopped on my bed and started screaming into my pillow.

"Rose, you in here?" Christy came in the room. Christy has long blond hair but always wears it in a ponytail or braid. Her real name is Chrysanthemum, but she prefers Christy. She's muggle born, and is my best friend that's not related to me.

"Hi." I mumbled.

"Rose, you don't need to be embarrassed." Christy rubbed my back soothingly.

"You don't understand Christy! James and Fred are going to tell Uncle Harry, or Uncle George, or even dad! Either way dad will find out!" I flung myself back onto my pillow.

"So?" She asked calmly.

"My dad told me as soon as I got on the train to not get too friendly with him. I've been avoiding him all year writing in my journal about how he keeps staring at me. And the James and Fred decide to read my thoughts!" I mumbled into my pillow.

"Well Professor Longbottom told us to get our stuff packed because it's nearly time to go." She informed me, trying to distract me nonetheless.

"Alright well I guess I'll start packing." I got up and walked over to my trunk miserably.

Scorpius POV

I was enjoying my sausage links when she came in.

'Don't get too friendly with that girl.' my father told me when I was boarding the train. I don't know what overcame me but I started to look curiously at her red elbow length hair. She looked quickly at me and looked right back down blushing slightly. She took out a dusty, dark brown journal and started scribbling.

"What are you writing Rose?" I heard distantly.

"Nothing." Rose put her journal behind her.

"Whoops! Missed your back!" Fred took it from her. "Dear Diary,"

Rose made a grab for it but Fred threw it to James.

"Mr. Draco's son is staring at me again. Why would the Prince of Slytherin be staring at me?" Huh, I could get used to that. "The cousin of the Gryffindor Golden Boy? What's his name again? Scorpius?" James said clearly and loudly. The Gryffindor table stared and laughed at me. I turned around blushing slightly. A few people were giggling quietly. I turned just in time to see Rose flee the lunchroom.

"Yes. Thank you for sharing that Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley." Professor McGonagall said glaring at the two.

The Potter Brothers' and Fred got up and ran after their sister.

"As for everyone else, please pack up and meet me outside later on." Professor Longbottom announced. Everyone got up and walked away. I was in the hall when I ran into someone.

"Oh!" They gasped, and both of us fell backwards scattering everything.

"Oh, sorry!" I got up and bent down to help the person get everything. I picked up my black notebook and looked up coming face to face with Rose Weasley.

"Hi." I gulped. She ran away. That went well. I thought sarcastically, and went to pack my stuff.

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