By popular demand here is the Rose and Scorpius chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it! Big thank you as always to all the reviews. It's what keeps me writing. Everything except the plot belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Rose entered the Prefect's carriage slightly out of breath. She had been on her way to the meeting when her best friend, Sophie Bertram, had caught up with her. Sophie had been in America for most of the summer so they hadn't seen each other. They made plans to meet up after the Prefect meeting.

Rose, cheeks pink, apologized as she sat down in the last available seat which just so happened to be right next to Scorpius Malfoy. He was lounging back in the seat with his long legs stretched out in front of him. She had to physically step over them in order to sit down.

As she crossed her legs and pulled her skirt over her knees Scorpius leaned towards her and whispered, "Nice of you to join us Weasley. I guess you were too busy giving interviews to make it on time."

She glared at him. "Very funny." She noticed that his blonde hair had grown longer over the summer so that if fell lightly across his forehead almost obscuring his piercing grey eyes.

His arms remained folded across his chest as he leaned even closer to her. His lips were nearly touching her ear, "I read that your mother is running for Minister." Rose didn't say anything so he continued, "My father says she doesn't stand a chance in hell of winning."

Rose was about to respond when Geoffrey Mimms, Head Boy from Ravenclaw, cleared his throat, "I'm sorry Rose and Scorpius, are we disturbing you guys?"

Rose turned even more pink and shook her head, "Sorry Geoff."

Malfoy just smirked and laid his head back on the seat.

Scorpius Malfoy was what one considered a handsome boy. He had his father's blonde hair and grey eyes. His facial features were a mixture of both of his parents. His father's nose and chin were soften by his mother's roundness and full lips. He was tall, athletic and rich.

He was also very arrogant. He was overindulged by his parents and it showed. There wasn't anything or anyone that he couldn't have if he really wanted it.

It was tradition for Scorpius and his friends to spend the first night of school assessing the available girls. Scorpius was rarely without a girlfriend. It was always casual and never serious. He had spent the summer dating a very pretty Muggle girl from the village. His father had made it very clear that he did not approve of this at all. Scorpius had reassured him that it was just a fling. And true to his word he had left Abigail Jones crying in the rain and completely blindsided by the break up.

That was five days ago and he was ready to move on.

"What about Betsy Plume? That pretty little fifth year?" Peter Tinsworth, Scorpius' best friend suggested.

Scorpius shrugged, "She's a complete idiot though. What could we possibly have to talk about?"

His friend, Richard, sitting across from him sniggered, "There's plenty you could do with her besides talking."

Scorpius smiled, "Seriously though, I want a girl that can keep me stimulated both intellectually as well as physically."

Peter moved to the edge of the couch picking up the late edition of the Daily Prophet. The front page story was Hermione Weasley's announcement that she was running for Minister of Magic. He looked at his friend, "What about Rose Weasley? She's certainly smart enough. And did you see her tonight? She's really filled out over the summer. She's become quite the hot little piece."

Scorpius thought back to earlier in the day when she had rushed into the Prefect's carriage. Her cheeks had been flushed pink and her curls had been in complete disarray. He grinned as he remembered the scent of lavender he had smelt as he had leaned in to whisper in her ear.

Actually if he were honest she would be the perfect girl for him. Except for the fact that she was a Weasley related to the Potters. Not to mention that she was a know-it-all, half-blood. But all that aside it could be a fun little tryst.

He smiled at his friends, "I'll think about that one."

The three of them had stayed up late into the night discussing the upcoming year. When Scorpius had finally called it a night he couldn't sleep because every time he closed his eyes all he could think about was a certain auburn haired girl. He was in a horrible mood as he entered the Great Hall for breakfast. He plopped down next to Peter on the wooden bench. "I'm knackered."

Peter, covering a yawn, nodded, "I hear you, mate."

Scorpius had just poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice when the reason for his lack of sleep walked in.

Rose Weasley looking fresh faced and well rested flitted through the door and walked to the Gryffindor table. Even though she was wearing the standard school uniform, skirt, white oxford, Gryffindor tie, black robe flowing behind her, she looked prettier than any of the other girls.

He watched her as she sat down next to her friend and started to talk animatedly about something. Albus Potter, the prat, sat on the other side of her. He had just said something that made Rose laugh. She tucked a stray curl behind her ear as she took a bite of her toast. Scorpius felt his body respond almost immediately.

"Scorp, what are you starring at?" Peter followed his gaze across the hall to see what had caught his best friend's attention. "Oh, Rose Weasley."

Scorpius tore his eyes from Rose and looked at Peter shrugging, "No big deal."

Peter smirked, "No big deal huh? Maybe I'll ask her out. She is really cute and that skirt…." His voice broke off in innuendo.

Scorpius glared at his friend as if he might hex him. "Don't even think about it."

Peter held up his hands. "I was only joking."

Scorpius decided to turn his attention back to his breakfast. He had made a decision, he would ask her out. He needed to get her out of his system so he could concentrate on important things like putting together the best possible Quidditch team this year.

Peter interrupted his train of thought yet again. "You better get a move on," he tilted his head in Rose's direction, "before someone beats you to it."

Albus' best mate, Thomas Chapin, was leaning over Rose and whispering something in her ear. She smiled and blushed slightly as she gave him a playful shove. Laughing Thomas sat down next to Potter and continued to converse with Rose.

Scorpius was feeling extremely annoyed with the idiot. How dare he trespass on what he now considered his territory? He didn't usually feel possessive of the girls he was dating let alone the ones he was only thinking of dating. This was certainly a new range of emotions and all he knew was that he wanted to beat that smile right off Thomas Chapin's face.

Rose had received her new course schedule and was extremely happy. Having received nine Outstandings and two Exceeds Expectations on her O.W.L.s she was able to continue with all of her previous courses.

Her mother and her had decided to drop Care of Magical Creatures and Alternative and Mythical Methods of Magic (which had been called Divination in her mother's day).

She had double Potions first thing and she entered the classroom smiling from ear to ear. She loved the first day of classes. The smell of her new books, the sharpness of the quills and the excitement of a whole new term of learning ahead of her.

As she pulled her Advanced Potions book out of her bag, Scorpius Malfoy sat down in the seat next to her. She stared at him for a moment or two, "Excuse me, I'm saving that seat for Al. You'll have to move."

Scorpius glanced at her coyly and ran a hand through his hair. "I have no intention of moving for anyone. Especially not Potter."

Albus approached the table slightly winded. "You're in my seat, Malfoy."

At that moment Professor Fairfax walked in and told everyone to take their seats. He came up behind Albus, who was still glaring down at Scorpius, and tapped him on the shoulder, "Mr. Potter there's an empty seat next to Miss Leavesdon, please use it."

Albus stalked up the aisle and sat down. Rose meanwhile sat back in her chair crossing her arms and legs, staring straight ahead, trying to ignore Scorpius. Her foot began to swing back and forth in irritation.

Scorpius continued to smile as he took in her profile. She had her hair tied back with a red silk ribbon. Fortunately it wasn't enough to hold all her curls and a few rebellious ones had broken loose. Her skin was like porcelain ivory with the slightest blush of pink on her cheeks. The smattering of freckles across the bridge of her slightly upturned nose were adorable. She really was a very pretty girl. He would even go so far as to say she was beautiful.

She turned her brown eyes to him, "Do you mind?" she hissed.

He leaned a bit closer, "Yeah I do. As a matter of fact I mind a lot of things. For example I mind that Fergus, our house-elf, forgot to pack my favorite cashmere sweater. I mind that it's suppose to rain on Saturday when I was going to hold Quidditch tryouts. And I mind that my favorite brand of Malt Firewhiskey just went up two Galleons in price. So yes, Weasley, I do mind a few things."

She rolled her eyes, "You're ridiculous." She turned back to the front of the class. She could feel his grey eyes still on her. She could also feel her cheeks go pink and warm. Why did he affect her like this?

An hour later Professor Fairfax was taking a turn about the classroom checking everyone's cauldrons. Rose was frantically stirring her potion with her wand. It should have been bright blue by now but hers was still a deep purple. She glanced at Scorpius' of course his was the perfect shade of bright blue. She scowled as she heard him snigger.

"What may I ask is so amusing?"

He was lazily stirring his potion. "You can keep stirring like that for the next year and you'll never achieve the result you want."

Her brown eyes pierced him, "It says to 'continue stirring until bright blue' and that's what I'm doing."

"Yeah but you forgot to add the Re'em's blood. So all the stirring in the world isn't going to take you to the next step."

Her face went pinker still, "I didn't forget anything Malfoy. I followed the directions exactly as stated."

Scorpius shrugged his shoulders in a distracted way. "Whatever Weasley."

Professor Fairfax approached their table peering into Scorpius' cauldron, "Well done, Mr. Malfoy, well done."

Scorpius smiled, "Thank you sir."

Professor Fairfax moved onto Rose's cauldron. "Miss Weasley I think you'll find that you forgot to add the Re'em's blood. You can add it now." He continued on his way to the next table.

Scorpius sat back with a very satisfied look on his face.

She could feel her face grow warmer still as she opened her ingredients kit and pulled out a small vial labeled Re'em's blood and added two drops to her cauldron.

He continued to grin as he watched her stir three times as the potion went bright blue.

Rose, without looking at him, muttered, "Oh, shut up."