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Roses's P.O.V

PROLOGUE

The room was empty besides a small wooden chair in the centre. The small window opposite the only door in the room allowed little sunlight. I looked around the tiny, bland room and laughed an empty, soulless laugh remembering the first time I had come to this room. How different things were back then; how easy. Before the coup, before the threats, before him.

I always was the worrier, the paranoid person. The nervous paranoia to keep all my bases covered and to check and double check everything was a part of my basic nature. It was like an instinct. Who knew that it would be this instinct that eventually got me killed. Who knew that it would be in this way that I met my end. But then again, there was a lot I didn't know back then.

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One year ago…

I walked into charms and playfully swatted Albus's arm. My cousin, as usual was being a complete and total ass. Professor Flitwick was already seated and was desperately trying to make the class settle down. Albus and I made our way to the back of the class and carefully chose a seat that would give us considerable freedom to talk without being noticed.

All the students had come in by now and Professor Flitwick began rambling about the benefits and use of the cheering charm. I had dragged Albus a few minutes early to charms as I did not want to be late in the first week of school.

"I am telling you, Peeves did not take Professor Trelawney's crystal ball," said Albus resuming our earlier conversation, "I have it in good confidence that he was in fact, nowhere near the ball when it went missing. Anyway, what I fail to understand is why she is making such a big deal out of it. Hogwarts has plenty of other crystal balls for her to see the future in and predict the death of innocent people. Trust her to go all whacko and say that the whole school will perish if her ball is not returned."

"Whatever, she always was a bit touched in the head," I said. I had made the mistake of taking divination in third year despite my family's warnings and had to suffer through many dire predictions. I had died three times, lost a dear friend, misplaced a cherished object and run into many unfortunate accidents according to Professor Trelawney and her oh-so-cheerful predictions.

"Anyway, there is absolutely no way you can be completely sure that the ball was not taken by Peeves unless-," I broke off and narrowed my eyes at Albus, "tell me you didn't."

"I didn't," he said giving a mischievous smile. Just like that I knew that it was not Peeves but my stupid, crazy brother who had taken the crystal ball.

"Why, Albus, why?" I asked, "I mean, our first week back in school and you are already up to your stupid, stupid tricks. You do realize that we are now in our sixth year and are supposed to be mature enough not to go stealing crystal balls."

"Hey," he said in a slightly offended voice," I did not steal it. I simply borrowed it. Plus, I plan to return it at the earliest possible opportunity. Old Scorpy (Scorpius Malfoy) and I had a bet going, you see. I won," he said as an afterthought. Despite my best efforts Albus and Scorpius are somewhat friends. I, on the other hand, can't bear that rude, impertinent Malfoy. It is just that his arrogant attitude is to damn pissing off. And obviously there is the fact that he does not miss a single chance to embarrass or challenge me.

"I don't give a damn about your dumb bet. What I do care about is getting through sixth year without any useless troubles."

"Don't worry Rose, no one is going to get to know about it," he said. Then he looked around the room, made sure no one was looking and stuck his hand inside his bag.

"Oh my god", I hissed as I saw what he took out, "is that the crystal ball?"

"What? No. Obviously not. It is a picture of me bungee jumping wearing a tutu. Don't tell me it looks like a crystal ball to you," he told me in mock horror with wide eyes. Yup, that's my lovely sarcastic cousin.

I rolled my eyes. "Well, don't take it out here. Anyone can see it,"

"I wouldn't worry about that," he said but thankfully he put the ball back in his bag.

I looked around just to confirm that nobody had heard a word of our conversation. Luckily for us, so far it seems as if our secret is safe.

I was sitting in the common room doing my potions homework when something large and ugly came and sat next to me. Well, not really. Scorpius Malfoy is what most girls would define as good looking. His unruly blonde hair was matched up with stormy grey eyes. He was tall and years of playing quidditch had resulted in a strong and lean body. He also had slightly tan skin which complimented his strong jaw. All this was topped with a consistent smirk which always seemed to plague his existence. I swear that he could not survive ten minutes without smirking.

Before I could say something rude Malfoy started speaking. "So Weasley, is it true?"

"Is what true? That you are the creepiest thing to terrorize the planet? Yes, it is true," I replied

He chuckled. "No, although the sarcasm is much appreciated what I meant was is it true that you and Jason spent the entire fourth period making out in the broom closet outside the charms classroom on the second floor? And that then Filch found you both and began chasing you around with a broomstick?"

"Umm, what? No, no way. Anyway ," I said, " how do you care what I was doing."

"I don't," he said," just checking. So what you are saying is that you were not on near the charms classroom?"

"No."

"Making out?"

"No," I said getting suspicious now. One thing I was sure of and that was that Malfoy most certainly did not care about who I was dating. So it was pretty obvious to me that he had ulterior motives.

"Whatever, now I better get going before I catch your disease. Bye Weasley." Now that was the Malfoy that I did know.

"Yeah, good for you that you have to be human to catch this disease," I rolled my eyes as he sauntered away.

Huh, that was odd. What is Malfoy after? Why is he so curious? Whatever, the day I start understanding the way his mind works will be the day I will finally lose mine.

Author's Note: Sooooo, how was it? I am super excited about this story. This time I actually have a *gasp* plot! please tell me how you all liked. All suggestions are welcome and appreciated. I am really looking for ways to improve my writing so please tell me how I can.

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