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"Love is a temporary madness" - St. Augustine
Scorpius Malfoy is dead. I’m going to kill him. Why, you might ask am I going to kill him? Because he stole my diary. He stole my diary! A girl’s diary is off limits. When I get my hands on him he’s going to wish he was never born. You don’t steal a girl’s diary, it’s just not right. How did he even get into the girl’s dorm? Al probably helped him.
He’s dead, too.
“SCORPIUS MALFOY!” I screamed at him as soon as I spotted him at the end of the hallway with a group of his Slytherin friends included my cousin, Al.
All of them except Malfoy took a few step backs. They knew better than to mess with me when I was angry. Most of them had been at the receiving end of my anger at least once. Scorpius smirked his annoying smug smirk at me and leaned lazily against the wall.
“Where is it?” I asked him. My voice shook from my anger. My hands itched to reach inside my robes and grab my wand.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about Rose,” he stated calmly. Liar. He smirked down at me.
“DON’T LIE TO ME!” I yelled at him as loudly as I could. There was a crowd gathered around us now. They were waiting for me to explode. “I know you have it. Now give it back.”
“Or what Rosie?” He drawled. I scowled at him. He called me Rosie just to make me angry. “What will you do if I don’t give it back?”
Before I could tell him exactly what I was going to do to him Al threw my diary at me.
“I don’t want Scorpius to have to spend a week in the hospital wing again,” he told me. Scorpius glared at him but he just shrugged.
Al was always the peacemaker. I hugged my diary to my chest turned on my heel and stormed away without a word. The crowd sighed; they wanted to see me curse him. He drives me Crazy! He knows exactly what to do to get under my skin. He knows exactly what buttons to push to make me explode. And that smirk! I hate that annoying smirk! He thinks he so much better than everyone else. He thinks he can do whatever he wants. I hate him! He won’t leave me alone. I don’t understand how Al can be friends with him. He’s arrogant, self-centered, annoying, cocky, and I hate him.
I stormed into the Gryffindor common room. Several people eyed me warily. They had obviously heard about my latest almost-explosion at Malfoy and were wondering if I was going to take out my anger on one of them. I marched up the stairs and to my dorm. I slammed the door as hard as I could behind me, collapsed on my bed, and screamed into my pillow.
Roxy, another one of cousins, glanced up at me and raised her eyebrow before returning to perfecting her makeup.
“What did he do this time?” She asked as she applied way more lip gloss than was necessary to her lips.
I sat up and turned to face her. “He stole my diary! If Al hadn’t given it back I would have cursed him so bad he would never be able to walk again.”
Roxy put down her lip gloss and started curling her hair with her wand. “You haven’t written in that diary since first year.” She pointed out.
I shook my head. “That’s not the point. He still stole my diary. Think of what else he could steal if he can get in here and steal my diary.” I muttered curses at him under my breath.
“Why do you let him get to you?” She asked. “If you didn’t let him know he annoyed you he would stop. He likes to get under your skin because he gets a reaction from you. It wouldn’t be any fun for him if you didn’t go off on him.” She fixed an already perfect curl. “You should ignore him.”
“That’s easy for you to say, Roxy, he doesn’t bother you.” I groaned and flopped back on my bed. “Why me?” I moaned. “Why did he have to choose me to annoy?”
Roxy rolled her eyes. “I already told you.” She stood up, looking in the mirror one more time, and grabbed her bag. “Don’t let him get to you and he’ll stop,”
I reluctantly stood up and also grabbed my bag. “How can I pretend he doesn’t bother me when everything he does is so annoying?” Roxy pulled open the door and held it open for me.
She flipped her hair over her shoulder and shrugged. I followed her out of the Gryffindor common room and to the right where a tapestry covered a shortcut to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
I pulled my hair into a ponytail while mumbling how annoying Scorpius was to myself. Roxy ignored me; she had heard it all before. She could probably recite my angry rants word for word if she wanted to.
I stopped in front of the door to the classroom and glared at it. He was in this class with me. I didn’t want to see him. Why couldn’t he just leave me alone? He has nothing better to do than annoy me. He needs a life.
“Staring at the door won’t make him disappear,” Roxy rolled her eyes at me. “We’re going to be late if you keep standing there like an idiot.”
I sighed and very reluctantly pulled the door open just as the bell rang. We quietly took our seats in the middle of the room. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out some parchment, ink, and a quill to take notes.
I felt something hard and small collide with the back of my head. I jumped and spun around. Scorpius smirked back at me. He leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the table. I scowled at him and turned around again.
Roxy pulled a bottle of dark blue nail polish out of her bag and carefully started painting her nails. I felt something else pound my head. I was gripping my quill so hard it snapped.
“Ignore him,” Roxy whispered. She held her hand back and tilted her head to the side to look at her nails. She smiled slightly and then began painting her other hand.
I tried to ignore the continuous pelting of objects at my head and concentrate on my notes but with every passing second it got harder and harder to ignore.
Roxy put her blue nail polish back in her bag and pulled out a bottle of light purple nail polish instead. She snatched my broken quill out of my hand and slowly painted my nails purple. Her hand moved in careful, steady strokes.
My anger and annoyance slowly faded and he eventually stopped throwing various objects at the back of my head. Maybe Roxy was right. Maybe if I ignore him and his annoyingness he’ll leave me alone.
The bell rang just as Roxy finished painting my nails. I stuffed my parchment, ink, and broken quill back in my bag and flung it over my shoulder.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Roxy asked.
I stared at her like she was crazy. “That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done – but it worked. He stopped.”
“I told you.” She took a mirror and eyeliner out of her pocket. “You should listen to me more, I’m always right.”
Suddenly Scorpius stepped in front of me. He towered over me. The top of my head barely reached his shoulders, a fact that he constantly reminded me of.
“Move,” I glared daggers at him.
“What if I don’t want to?” He asked. Al eyed me carefully.
My hands shook. I narrowed my eyes at him and took a step to the side to try to walk around him. He mirrored me and took a step to block me. I took a deep breath to calm my anger; it didn’t work.
“Move,” I told him again through clenched teeth, “Right now.”
“Or what, little Rosie?” I hate that stupid smirk.
I took another step to the side but just like last time he blocked me.
“Whatcha gunna do, Rosie?” He taunted. He was baiting me; he wanted a reaction. He wanted to see me yell and scream and cause a scene. He wanted me to get mad and explode. It’s what he wanted and I couldn’t give him that.
I spun on my heel and walked away. The crowd burst into whispers. Rose Weasley never walked away from Scorpius Malfoy, but I did. I wasn’t going to give him what he wanted.
Scorpius grabbed my arm and spun me back around to face him.
“Where are you going, Rosie?” He asked me, his eyebrow cocked.
I stared at his hand on my arm and then into his amused light blue eyes. I was his entertainment. I was his amusement.
Hell no. I’m not anyone’s entertainment.
I threw Roxy’s advice out the window and punched him. I felt his nose crack under my fist. He let go of my arm like it was on fire. Blood gushed from his nose.
“Rose!” Al yelled at me. He rushed forward to help his friend.
“Nice punch,” Roxy stated. “You should have ignored him.”
I ignored her and smirked. That felt good.
“I heard you punched Malfoy again.” Lily, my fourteen year old cousin said as she jumped on my bed next to me.
“He deserved it.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
Lily nodded in agreement. “I’m sure he did, but did you have to break his nose again?” she asked.
“He wouldn’t leave me alone.” I groaned. “I hate him.”
“Maybe he annoys you because he likes you.”
I snapped up into a sitting position and stared at Lily with my mouth hanging open. She was insane.
“Are you crazy?” I yelled at her. “He hates me! That’s why he drives me crazy.”
Lily shrugged. “Boys are weird. They tell girls they like them by being as annoying as possible.”
She’d finally lost it. If she thought he liked me she must be insane. “He’s not annoying me because he likes me.”
Lily ignored me. “You two would make a cute couple.”
“What?!” I jumped off my bed and put my hands on my hips.
Lily smiled innocently up at me. “Well, you would. I’m just telling the truth.”
“There is no way Scorpius and I will ever be a couple, ever,” I stated firmly. The day I date Scorpius Malfoy is the day the world ends.
“But you’d be so cute together.” I spun around to see Lex, my best friend leaning against the door. She chewed on a strand of her hair and smiled at me. “Did you really punch Scorpius again?” She asked before I could yell at her.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Yes, I did.” And I’m damn proud of it, too.
She shook her head and laughed. “Did he deserve it?” She asked.
“He always deserves it,” I said vehemently. I hate him with a passion.
“You need a boyfriend,” Roxy said from her bed as she flipped through a magazine. “A boyfriend would distract you from him.”
I stared at her. “I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve never wanted one. Boys are stupid and immature.”
“That’s a great idea.” Lily bounced on my bed. An excited smile lit her face.
I groaned and fell back into Lex’s bed while Roxy and Lily discussed possible boyfriends for me. I felt Lex sit down next to me.
“You two really would make a cute couple,” She smiled. “You would be very interesting, that’s for sure.”
I rolled my eyes. “No way.”
Lex leaned against my shoulder. “I think Lily’s right. I think he does like you. Why else would he take the time to learn what drives you crazy? He really knows you, probably more than you think he does.”
I didn’t answer her. She was wrong. He didn’t like me – he liked to annoy me! He liked to make me mad but he didn’t like me. I hate him. I hate him more than anything in the world. I will never fall for him, ever.