Author's Note:

Hey guys, this is actually Oyasumiii from Epic. I changed my account because my other one was not working. If you have read Epic, then you will probably see the striking similarity to this particular fanfiction. This is because I never finished Epic and I wanted you guys to be able to read the end. I am starting this story over on this account because my other account just wasn't working for me half the time. Plus, my computer broke so I wasn't able to update. I am starting over and it will not be exactly alike word for word because I am revising it to make it sound better.

To those who have not read my former story Epic. I hope you enjoy the story!

Disclaimer:

The characters that have been featured in the Harry Potter series all belong to J.K. Rowling, along with any things mentioned from the books. The plot, however, belongs to me so please don't copy ;)!

Rose Weasley was doing her usual rounds around the school. The quiet sounds of her feet hitting the stone floors echoed inside the long hallways. She checked a couple of broom closets as well, seeing as they were a popular place for some couples to - well, for the lack of a better word – snog.

She was also looking for something other than disobeying couples. She was looking for her partner, the Head Boy. Who was, of course, supposed to be helping her. He, however was not, which was not that big of a surprise.

She turned around the corner, only to have her route be interrupted by a familiar figure.

If the platinum blonde hair did not give him away, the girl in his arms certainly did.

Scorpius Malfoy was a rather well-known playboy. It was rather annoying sometimes, but it was just all too much like him. Rose had frequently had to charm his room to be sound-proof, considering his loud experiences with girls at night. It wasn't really pleasant to hear. She absolutely hated sharing a dorm with him, but Headmistress McGonagall saw it as an "opportunity" to "get along" with each other.

She smirked at the sight of the boy and crossed her arms, impatiently. "Malfoy, unless you've forgotten, we have Head duties." She said curtly.

Rose was a very responsible Head girl and liked to actually do her job. Malfoy, on the other hand, liked to shag girls more than actually do his job.

He released the fifth year Slytherin, Miranda Wilcox, from his arms. Some people would never believe that the girl was actually fifteen, due to her well-formed body. She had big, brown, pretty eyes, but that was basically the only part of her face that was worth looking at. Her nose was slightly too large for her small face, and her lips were always contorted into an ugly frown. The fact that her lips were swollen from the makeout session did not help her looks in any way, either.

Miranda looked at Rose and shot her a very nasty glare before skipping back to her dorm. She had always fancied Scorpius and was into the situation before being interrupted. Rose rolled her eyes, Girls these days.

It was even more repulsive because Miranda had already known she was being used for her body, as did all the other one hundred or so girls that Malfoy had been with. Scorpius hated commitment. Relationships were like a plague he stayed away from. He'd much rather use girls as toys.

"What now, Weasley?" Scorpius asked, shooting an icy look at the Gryffindor before him.

Rose was getting accustomed to Scorpius's bad attitude, sharp tones, and hurtful insults. They were normal. They had been stuck together for a month or so by now, so they didn't sting as much as they used to.

"Rounds. Plus, we have a meeting with the Prefects soon. Did you forget again? You must have a smaller brain than I thought Malfoy."

Scorpius glared at her, but followed her anyway. They were to go to the Prefects' common room for a meeting, and Scorpius, no doubt, did not want to be late.

Rose looked over at him and noticed his untidy look. His tie was undone, revealing a few loose buttons on his shirt. His blonde hair was a mess, sticking up in random places. Plus, there was pink lip gloss on the side of his lip that he seemed to be trying to rub off.

"You're a mess." She said, frankly.

"Not as much as you usually are." He shot back.

This was very far from the truth. Even Scorpius Malfoy had to admit that Rose was pretty. He would never admit the fact, but he knew it deep inside. Perhaps he refused to say that the frizzy-haired Weasley with big-teeth had actually grown into a beautiful girl.

Rose's soft, auburn curls fell to the middle of her back. Her skin was fair and free of any unwanted blemishes. Her freckles had faded since she was young, and nobody noticed she still had a few. Her very best feature, however, was by far her ocean blue eyes, courtesy of her father.

She was also one of the only girls Scorpius Malfoy had never kissed, got on a date with, or shagged.

"Do you have no dignity? You're so ruthless. A monster could behave better than you." She snapped.

"At least I'm not an ugly prude."

"That has nothing to do with the argument at hand, Malfoy. Plus, I am not. You're such an arse and what I was trying to explain is that you're threatening your position as Head Boy by acting so reckless. Plus, my respect for you is dwindling to just about, nothing."

"Honestly, Weasley, I could care less. You should concentrate on your own business, especially your looks. Have you even cared to glance at a mirror recently? I'm tired of looking at your horrid face."

Rose flinched slightly, but didn't show any signs of vulnerability. Rose had always been sensitive about her appearance, due to teasing in her first two years of Hogwarts. It hurt, but she waved it off easily.

"At least I'm not a dumb, coldblooded, arrogant brute who can only think about Quidditch and shagging girls." She said, glaring at him with the most furious eyes she could muster.

Scorpius just looked away, not admitting defeat and ignored her until they reached the common room.

Rose whispered the password to the portrait "Licorice Wands." The portrait swung open, allowing them entrance to the room.

Considering the Heads' had to share a common room, Rose and Scorpius had no desire to get along. They walked down to their room together, though no polite words were shared between the two. Civilized words never crossed between the two, considering there absolute hatred for each other since their first year. It had gone from immature, childish hate to their absolute despising of one another.

Scorpius had always bothered Rose about her rather unpleasant looks in her first and second year. She had frizzy, fiery hair that couldn't be tamed. Her teeth were a bit large and her nose was never out of a book. In third year, her hair started to calm down and turn into a deep auburn and she grew into her teeth. Her figure had also started to appear. Her love of book never diminished however.

Rose had always annoyed Scorpius with the fact that Rose was always top of the class. Scorpius had always been second. Plus, his playboy attitude always gave Rose the ability to call him a player who had no heart and could never have a relationship with anyone other than himself.

They were always in a fight.

"I'm going to come in later tonight, so don't even bother keeping the lights on." Scorpius said quickly to the Head Girl.

She nodded quickly. She already knew where he would be going this late at night, and she didn't really want to know the details. She didn't bother asking any questions.

She walked inside the Head's dorm and sat on a nearby olive-green couch. It was by far the comfiest couch in that room. Scorpius and her would often fight about who was allowed to sit there.

She suddenly heard footsteps behind her and she raised an eyebrow. It couldn't be Scorpius, so who would it be?

Rose fingered her wand slightly, which was always conveniently with her. She turned around and saw a familiar figure at the door. She let out a relieved sigh and slightly moved her head to the side, looking at the boy suspiciously.

"Lorcan." She whispered. She didn't really want to see him at the moment.

"Rose, I'm so sorry. I was such an arse and I was an idiot." The boy said.

"I'm sorry, Lorcan. It's already over."

"Don't say that Rosie. I didn't mean too. It was a party and I was drunk. It was one time and I didn't want to. I would've rather had you there, instead." He said, looking frustrated with every single word.

She looked over at the familiar figure. His dirty-blond hair and pleading green eyes almost begged her. She felt her heart tug towards him. She had loved him for over a year. They were Hogwart's golden couple. They were known almost everywhere. She ended it when she heard he kissed Melinda Creevey at a Ravenclaw Quidditch victory party a few weeks ago.

Lorcan's eyes stared into hers. Blue and Green.

She was glad she was sitting down or her knees would've buckled. He could tell her defense was breaking as their eyes melted into one another. He bended down, wrapping his arms around her like they had millions of times before. They felt so familiar to Rose.

His lips touched hers softly. Lorcan deepened the kiss, although Rose was still so unsure. He never noticed her feelings, he never had before.

"Bloody hell." A voice said from the portrait.

The two broke apart as they looked over to see where the voice had come from. They recognized the person instantly.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Rose asked, eyes widening.

"Well, I don't know. It's not like this is my common room too." He said, his voice thick with sarcasm.

"You said you were coming late." Rose said through clenched teeth. He really got on her nerves sometimes.

"It's a free country. I changed my mind. I do believe I am allowed to do that sometimes." He said, glaring at her.

Scorpius glanced at the two people in front of him. He looked from Rose's flushed face to Lorcan's triumphant green eyes. "I thought the golden couple of Hogwart's had a breakup." Scorpius said, raising an eyebrow.

"Leave, Malfoy." Lorcan said, stepping closer to the Slytherin.

"What's the matter, Scamander? Didn't I already beat you in a game a few days ago."

"Slytherins are all cheats, Malfoy."

"And I thought Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart. Also, I never knew they were sore losers as well." Scorpius said, the famous smirk on his lips.

"Stop it. Both of you. You two have got to learn to shut up." Rose said, her face turning red with anger. "Lorcan, can you please leave?"

Lorcan obeyed and left the room. Once he left, Rose glared at Scorpius.

"What is wrong with you? I never barge in and interrupt you when you're with a whole bunch of girls." Rose said, obviously irritated by his behavior.

Scorpius stepped closer. "He was basically sucking your face off, Weasley. His dirty, Ravenclaw hands were up your shirt as well."

"Why does it even matter to you? You've probably done worse to half the girl population of Hogwarts. No, wait, probably even more than half. You've even shagged most of them, you arse." She said, bursting with even more fury than usual.

"That's a totally different situation."

"How?"

"I don't mean anything by it."

"That's why it's even worse. Girls fancy you and fall for you and you just end up treating them like dirt, but they end up still liking you! It's disgusting. In the end, you just use them again, but they keep obsessing over you!" Rose said. Her voice was littered with a mix of repulsion and hatred.

"Oh, come on, Weasley, Scamander is scum. You may be absolutely horrible to look at. Plus, you may be annoying and irritable, but you're most definitely not stupid."

"Don't flatter me or anything." Rose said, rolling her eyes in the process. "And Lorcan's not as bad as you. YOU are an arrogant, hypocritical jerk. Plus, you're so damn confusing. Why are you acting like a jealous boyfriend?"

Scorpius put on an absolute look of disgust. "Who's jealous, Weasley?"

"You tell me." Rose said, calming down slightly.

"I'm not jealous. I'm just trying to keep you from losing your precious virginity. I don't want to see you moping around the common room." He said curtly.

"I'm not even a virgin." Rose said, simply.

She's NOT? Scorpius didn't know why it bothered him slightly. It was probably because, well, Rose Weasley was probably the only girl in the whole population of Hogwarts that Scorpius could never have. Rose would be the only one he could never kiss, hold, or anything. It annoyed him to no end.

"I'm just saying. It's annoying, because it would hurt my pride if Scamander could get you, but I couldn't. You're probably the only girl that wouldn't be putty in my arms, Weasley." He said.

"Your mind sickens me."

"Well, your face sickens me."

Scorpius hadn't realized that while they were arguing, they had unconsciously walked closer towards each other. He looked down at her blue eyes, they were so close to his face. He could almost feel her eyelashes.

"I'll leave you alone, on one condition." He said, his smokey gray eyes full of mystery and mischief.

"What?"

"Go out with me, Weasley."

"Wait, What?" Rose said, her eyes widening.

"Not for real, of course. This is strictly business, after all. Pretend to be my girlfriend. It would be interesting to see what people would do. Plus, those easy girls are really starting to get boring. I want to show everyone that I can get Rose Weasley. It's something impossible, which could always come in handy."

Rose still stared at him like he was absolutely looney. "What good would this do to me?" Rose asked.

Scorpius raised his eyebrows. "I'll be civilized to you. Plus, going out with the most popular boy in school does have it's perks."

"Scorpius, you do realize my cousin and best friend is also very big competition for that title. Albus is just as popular as you are. Plus, not to sound conceited, but I don't do that bad in the social department."

This was true. Rose was basically crowned "Most Popular Girl at Hogwarts" since fifth year.

"Well, then, this gives you an excuse to stay away from Lorcan. You didn't seen too happy with his embrace earlier, Weasley."

Rose opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. How could Scorpius Malfoy know what she was feeling?

The truth is, however, that Scorpius did not know what Rose had felt. He simply guessed, and Scorpius had always been a very good guesser.

"You're an arse." Rose said.

"I'm taking that as a yes." The famous Scorpius Malfoy smirk appeared on his lips one more time.

Let the games begin.