third person pov

' and it burned,
burned where he touched me '

O.W.L. exams were coming up quickly, with only a month to spare Rose began studying as if she had no tomorrow. This also meant she was tormenting her friends into working every waking minute.

Today was bit different though, a particular four much more exhausted than normal from expecting yet another full moon three days ago. Not Rose though, she had taken one too many energy spiking potions and was passing them around to students like candy.

In between an isle of books Blaise Zabini stood with his gaze focused up on the floating candles above, trying to think about the homely glow to the library instead of the six foot redhead in front of himself, which was hard considering they were the same height.

Fred Weasley reached out, tugging on the green tie to force Blaise's attention. "C'mon Zabini"

"You listen to me" Blaise spat quietly as he pulled Fred closer by his Gryffindor sweater, "Rose is going to murder me if I take any longer over here galavanting with you—I don't even know why you yanked me into this old isle"

"Easy now" Fred smirks, biting down on his lip in contemplation with pupils dilating. "I just need to know if you're planning on avoiding me again"

Blaise could only scoff, "I'm avoiding you because I have no interest in being your friend Weasley"

"Who said anything about being friends?" His fingers wrap around the green tie, the other arm resting by Blaise's head as their chest brush. "I kinda like you like this—all flustered"

Okay, game on, Blaise thought.

"Are you not the one who said you have zero interest in men?" He toys with the hem of the maroon sweater, smirking as the boys mouth parted. "I'll make you deal, you in?"

Breathlessly, Fred raised a brow, his skin burning as Blaise's fingers slipped fully under the knitted material, pressing in on his hip. "Depends on the deal"

"I'll kiss you," Blaise murmured as his hand reached up to the Fred's chin, pulling their faces to be centimeters apart. "And if you feel nothing...well then"

"Well then what?" Fred asks, his breath catching as Blaise's full lips ghosted over his own.

"I'll be your friend and forget any interest I once held for someone like yourself" He runs his teeth over Fred's bottom lip, eyes rolling at the way the boys heart was beating against his own.

Fred couldn't speak, he couldn't breath, only let his forehead drop onto Blaise's as he shoved him back against the shelves of books forcefully.

"How's that sound?" Blaise's voice was low and raspy, fingers digging into Fred's chin as his hand trailed up under the sweater. "Hm?"

"Okay" Fred stuttered against Blaise, the once cocky and egotistical personality long gone.

"Relax" was the only thing Blaise whispered before his lips pressed against Fred's. He stilled upon the action, mouth tingling where they met.

Just as Fred went to kiss him back, Blaise pulled away slightly, running his tongue over his own lips.

"Okay so friends I guess—"

The words were cut off by Fred grasping his face, lips crashing back together so powerfully a few books fell, Blaise blinking in shock before he yanked on the boys hip so they could be flush against one another.

Fred's mouth parted at the feeling, Blaise's tongue taking the moment to slip against his own, nails digging into the boys freckled hipbone.

All doubt washed away with the epiphany. Fred's kissing Blaise with everything he has because it no longer feels like he knows anything else. He had kissed many girls but none like this. If anything, he would compare it to walking a plank—the best part being he wanted to drown.

Fred thinks he should feel guilty as Blaise fingers move through his hair, after all he witnessed how angry his mother was when she saw the odd closeness George shared with Lee Jordan but the only thing he can focus on is the way Blaise fits so perfectly against him.

Across the library, in a much more visited isle, Hermione Granger was even hiding from Rose. She had received a note demanding her presence in the library, only when she arrived to find all the boys and Luna circled around a table—each of them appearing dead as they told the girl to run for her life. 

She was peacefully raking her eyes over the millions of tattered books, two already pressed against her chest, when suddenly someone reached by her head for the tarot one she was about to grab.

Hermione jumped in fear it would be Rose, whipping around to be met with Padma Patil looking at her with scrutinizing eyes. "Merlin Padma!" she squeaked, resting her back against the shelves. "I thought you were Rose!"

"How I wish to scare you more than her" Padma teases, opening up the book curiously. "Did you know she's giving out energy spiking potions free of charge? Quite an odd friend you have"

Hermione straightens up, forcing herself to not grin at the presence she had been craving. "Yes well Rose is much like me and you in the way she takes studying seriously"

"Tarot?" Padma questions, lilac nails turning a page. "Since when do you care about tarot? I thought you despised divination"

Hermione sighs, wondering just the girl had managed to change her nail color.

"Granger?" Padma tilts her head up as if curious and her eyebrows draw together, "Have you forgotten yourself or are my hands just simply so interesting to stare at?"

With a loud throat clear and flushing cheeks, Hermione smiles nervously. "Your nails"

"Yes well it would seem as I am a human I have nails" Padma deadpans.

"You are so aggravating" she huffs, "I mean you painted them a light color....you never do that"

"Considering summer is upon us I took to doing so" Padma states before her lips twitch, slamming the book closed with one hand as she inches toward Hermione. "And you...you've done something to your hair"

"Are we just taking note of all the small changes today?"

"Guess so"

She giggles and the sound makes Padma raise a brow at how euphoric it comes out, "Harry told me it was too messy this morning so I put it in a braid"

"Oh no....that just won't do" Padma whispers to herself, shoving the book into Hermione's chest, the girls going wide as Padma reaches for the loose braid and begins undoing the tie. "You really shouldn't listen to silly boys opinions"

"Well I—I didn't want to have it in my way while studying" Hermione stammers, breathing unsteadily at their proximity. "My hair is quite big if you haven't noticed"

"And you should leave it that way" Padma speaks as if scolding her, tossing the tie to the dusty floor and nimble fingers undoing the braid before smiling as the curls came out. "There's the girl I know" she murmurs proudly.

Hermione's flushes as she swats down the girls hands that were beginning to fluff her hair, "Fine!" her chin screws upward, "I will leave it as is but not because you said so"

"Mhm" Padma teases, twirling one of the curls around her finger before letting it spring loose. "Whatever you say"

"There you two are!" shouts the voice of Rose Black.

Hermione jumps and Padma laughs as the books hit the ground, both gazing over to see Rose heading toward them with an astronomy book tucked under her arm and her other hand in the pocket of a large Slytherin cardigan, tie loosely done.

"I should've known she was close by the sound of those damn Mary Janes" Hermione whispers before scrambling her books up.

"Hermione I'm going to act like I don't know you're avoiding me and Padma—I have that stuff you asked for" Rose halts beside them, reaching into her cardigan pocket and placing two purple vials in Padma's outstretched hand. "Oh and let me find the other"

Hermione's mouth falls open, "You are getting potions from her too?!"

Padma shrugs, smirking like a devil. "I got more than that from her Granger—did you know your best friend carries a dagger?"

"Yes I do and it scares me!" Hermione gawks, gasping when Rose pulls a sharp dagger from the waistband of her pleated skirt. "What are you two doing?! Since when do you even speak?!"

"Me and Padma go way back" Rose grins at her before looking dead at the girl in blue, "I made sure to take any curses off of it"

"She's telling the truth Hermione" Her eyes light up at the crystals around the handle, flipping it in her fingers easily. "Where did you get this one?"

"Oh we have a ton in the family vault, I simply asked my grandmother to send me one of the prettier ones" Rose smiles kindly and reaches around the back of her skirt, pulling out the silver case the blade goes in. "I almost forgot to give you that part"

Hermione was baffled at their casual demeanor, "Rose stop giving people knives and potions! First it was Luna and now her?!"

Roses eyes roll, moving by them but pausing beside Padma. "Explain it to the girl before she faints on us, yeah?"

"Please do!"

Padma begins shoving the dagger into the case as Rose walks down the isle, "Hers fell out the other night when I caught her sneaking into the library—showed her mine and she offered to get me a new one"

"But...." Hermione's eyes flash between the drifting away best friend and the girl before her, "Since when do you carry knives?!"

"You really don't know anything about my family, do you?" she quizzes, Hermione quickly averting her gaze to ceiling as Padma lifts up her skirt to place the dagger in a holder similar to the one Rose always wore. "Take a walk with me out of the suffocating room and I'll tell you all about them"

"Okay—" Hermione paused upon realizing her book about magical creatures was gone, she peered down where Rose was just about to exit the isle. "How did she take my book without me noticing?!"

*

At a long separated table in the library which was covered in books and quills, Luna sat at the head, humming to herself as she read the potions journal Rose lended her. There was Draco on one side of the table, scribbling against parchment with Whitman next to him, sluggishly turning pages in an divination book. Then of course Theo across from Draco, lazily lounging back as he twisted his rings around.

Rose walked back to them with two books tucked under an arm, tossing the astronomy one in front of Draco, his head turning up to her blankly. They hadn't made up, only communicating with dead eyes and both contemplating jumping off a high surface every time their gazes met with guts dropping. There was a glimmer of hope though, the key he had found and given her sat on the chain of Eleanor Nott's locket, her fingers subconsciously touching the small object as she stared at him almost mournfully.

"I don't need a—" he paused, eyeing the book to read the title. "I do not need a astronomy book and I'm offended you think I would"

Luna gazed over with an airy voice, "He is talented in the subject—isn't that what you always say?"

Rose smiled sarcastically and pushed her finger through his platnium hair, gaining a shudder in return before she tugged harshly and looked at Luna. "That's no excuse for him to not study"

Draco grumbled and prepared to scold her for being so rough when suddenly her hold loosened, leading to him trying to remain calm as her fingers soothed his hair down.

"Anyways don't let this idiot even cross your mind Luna" Rose pulled away at once, circling around to Theo. "I'm no longer in association with such company"

Whitman shot Draco a sympathic look that only worsened the blonde's mood, eyes rolling as he picked up the quill.

"What she really means to say Luna is she's too far up her own arse to listen to anyone" Draco snapped.

Theo on the other hand was enjoying them arguing, getting every ounce of Rose's attention. "Got something for me princess?" he teases, smirk falling as she slams down the book of magical creatures in front of him.

"Yeah" she laughs dryly, "A book—now study or I won't speak to you for the next week"

"Baby come on" Theo pleads, reaching for her but she steps away. "Don't make me read anymore"

Rose crossed her arms, "Read Theodore"

Luna giggled as the boy huffed and opened up the book with zero resistance, propping his head up with a hand.

"Now that's settled I'm on the hunt for a book about ancient runes for Whit" her head turned to the boy who clutched his face upon being mentioned. "Isn't that the one you haven't studied for?"

"Ro please! I beg you to let me rest!"

The Black clicked her tongue, turning to the shelves lined with books holding golden spines, her nails trailing up as she pressed up on the tips of her toes.

Draco glanced only for his attention to come back immediately as the skirt moved up and his eyes snapped to the knee high socks. He was sure Rose was purposely tormenting him, this was the fourth day she had worn those damn socks, always brushing by his desk or leaning over him for parchment with a knowing smirk—it was never ending torture.

Theo and Whitman watched him oddly before following his gaze, Theo's always half-lidded eyes opening wide, ring clad hand pressing to his mouth to hide the way his lips parted.

Rose hummed to herself as she plucked a book, slightly swaying her hips to the sounds she was making as her fingers moved into the third shelf.

Whitman choked on air at the movement, bringing a fist to his mouth much like Theo. Draco shifting uncomfortably as she pressed back up on her toes, attempting to adjust his pants under the table.

Luna looked up when she heard Theo's breath hitch, following their gaze before smiling dreamily at the sight and propping her own head up.

Her voice cutting in startled them all, "Maybe if we stare long enough the socks will fall down"

"Fuck sake" Draco gasped quietly, clutching his chest at his gaze being broken.

Theo choked with a caught look, Whitman stammering with wide eyes.

"Wait—" Theo muttered, cheeks flushing as he attempted to collect himself before Rose would turn back, "Oi! Why were you looking Luna?"

"What?" Luna stated with a shrug, "You can all look but I can't?"

"No you cannot" Theo huffs defensively and nodded toward Draco, "Eyes away Luna—I have enough on my hands with one Malfoy descendant"

Draco annoyedly picked back up the quill, hoping if he resumed writing he could forget about what was a few feet away. "I don't know what you're talking about"

Whitman leaned back victoriously, thinking he had made it scotch free without his two best friends becoming angry at him when very slowly Theo and Draco's head turned with narrowed eyes.

"The real question is why were you looking?" they snapped in such perfect synchronization it became creepy.

Whitman's mouth opened and closed multiple times, both waiting expectantly on an answer he could not give.

"Well you see—" he rubs his chin with a furrowed brow before gesturing up, "Did you know it is supposed to rain today? Might be quite a storm"

"Should we kill him?" asks Theo.

"Oh I'm going to—" Draco began.

"Rose! Rose!" Whitman yelled.

The girl turned toward them quickly, her humming ceasing as she started to close the distance with Draco recoiling back into his seat. "Yes Whit?"

"Nothing love," he smiles sheepishly, scooting away from the blonde. "Why don't you sit with us for a little?"

"I guess I can take a break from searching..." Rose contemplates before leaning over Theo's chair to hand Luna an Arithmancy book, making the boy look up at the ceiling. "There you go Luna"

"Thank you!"

"Mhm" Rose murmurs distantly, eyes scanning the table with curiousity, not taking note of Theo's gaze burning into her side as his shoulder brushed her thigh. "Now I'm thinking we could—"

Theo's fingers started tracing the back of her calf, slowly trailing up. "As you were saying?"

She smiles and he could've sworn his heart skipped a beat, her hand coming to rest on his shoulder. "Well I was thinking if we move our book meeting to Saturday instead of Sunday I can use the next day to study with Mattheo for potions"

"What book are you all reading now?" asks Luna, Rose squeezing Theo's shoulder in reprimand as his fingers ghosted up to the top of her sock, throat bobbing at his burning touch.

"The Giver by Lois Lowry" Whitman pipes in, "It came out at the beginning of last year....Draco has been hating it so I suppose he'll have a few choice words"

The blonde boy couldn't hear the conversation that began floating around about the book or his name being spoke as he focused on Theo's fingers wrapping around the back of her thigh, Rose laughing as Luna made a joke about Blaise claiming they formed a cult. He didn't quite realize it but the grip he had on his quill was becoming so tight the feather shook.

"Draco?" Whitman kicked his chair, "Earth to Malfoy? Theo asked you a question"

The quill snapped, his hand pressing against the wooden table as the ink bottle fell over. "Do you always have to be touching each other?!" he practically barked out.

"Yes" Rose answered simply, resisting the urge to toss her arms around the Draco and make him understand why she was so angry. Maybe hold him down until he begged for her to forgive him, force her beliefs down his throat and clean any residue of prejudice his family gave him.

"You heard her" Theo smirked wickedly, fingers digger into her skin as he tugged her closer. If it wasn't for Luna speaking up so suddenly and so worried Draco would've surely jumped the table to tackle Theo to the ground.

"Rose!" she interrupts with hope to cease a fight, "Are you not excited to go on that trip with Draco?"

The Black groaned in annoyance, "It will be much better when you all arrive—you are still coming with Blaise and Miss Zabini, correct?"

"Hold on! The Nargles are talking to me!"

Rose gasped with wide eyes, "Oh something serious must've happened"

Theo held back a laugh as he shared a look with Whitman, neither understanding how the girls fully believed in invisible beings that could not be proven to exist but nevertheless would not start an argument over the matter.

Luna's eyes closed with a flash of pain as the voices stopped, sitting up properly in her chair just as Blaise tumbled over to them with Fred Weasley in tow.

"We have a visitor!" Blaise announced.

"Freddie!" Rose clapped, "You can join us for studying"

"Oh..." Fred tried to step away but stopped from Blaise tugging him forward, "I'd much rather not"

"Did you two have fun?" Luna cut in with unblinking eyes.

Blaise's smile slowly faded, guilty brow eyes turning to his girlfriend. "What?"

"You know when you were making out together four isles away from your girlfriend or have you forgotten I exist Blaise?" Luna spoke furiously, showing a side none there had see, garnering open mouths and gasps from the whole lot.

"Luna let me explain" Blaise rambled quickly with Fred turning whiter than ghost next to him. "It's not—" he paused as Fred looked as if he could cry, "Can we not do this in front of them?"

"Oh boo hoo! If Fred didn't want anyone to know he wouldn't have pressed his mouth against a boy with a girlfriend!" Luna stood up, slamming her book closed as the entirety of his friends started glaring at him. "Now I have been completely supportive of you! Looking the other way when you flirt with random guys and girls for that matter because it is simply your personality but this—this is where I draw the line!"

"I'm sorry Luna" Fred choked out before quickly walking away, head shaking and guilt nipping at his gut.

"Luna, love I'm really really sorry" Blaise mumbled with frantic hands, "I just wasn't thinking and then—"

"I don't care what you were thinking! You don't just stumble up against someone!" Luna's nostrils flared, yanking her bag off the ground. "Consider this me done with you, Blaise Zabini!"

She paused behind Draco's chair, "Oh and do what you will with him Rose!"

Mouth agape, Blaise went to speak when suddenly a book started hitting his head, Rose furiously standing beside him and holding the spine of the thick paged object.

Blaise yelped and began running around the table only for the book to magically follow him as Rose stayed in the same place.

"You can't run from me Blaise!"

"Make it stop!" he screeches, standing behind where Luna was once sat as he tried to fight off the book that wouldn't give up on abusing his skull.

"You crude man! How dare you?!"

Blaise winced at the hits, finally grasping the book with both hands and holding it up in the air, struggling from how it was jerking around. "Guys!" He gasps out, "Back me up on this!"

Theo crossed his arms, horrific pictures of his childhood passing by. "We don't condone cheating"

"Definitely not," Draco scoffs and looks him up then down, "Are you stupid?"

"And on Luna of all people" Whitman tuts disappointedly, "She's the only friend of Ro's we enjoy and frankly I suddenly have the urge to hit you"

"Me too" Draco scoffed.

"Me three actually" Theo joined in.

"You're an idiot Blaise!" Rose yelled as her eyes turned back to him, flicking her finger and making the book forcefully move out of his hands to wack his face. He screeched, scrambling back around the table with the book following behind, running down the isle.

"Oh you keep running because there is no escape!" The Black spat, huffing as he disappeared with more winces and yells.

"I mean....." Draco muttered, pushing his sleeves up as he leaned on the table. "What the actual fuck? Who does that? On Lovegood too?"

"Many pathetic men," Theo shrugged with a distant mind before his brows furrowed. "I thought he was in love with her?"

"You can't be in love with someone and cheat on them" says Whitman, propping his head up lazily.

"Merlin! I trained you all good" Rose breathed out before eyeing the werewolf, "At least we know Whit isn't in love with anyone"

"That's different" he shot back defensively, "I could be in love with someone but not be with them so it's not cheating—maybe I cope by being a whore"

"Well are you?"

"Am I what Ro?"

"In love with someone?"

His throat bobs, "No"

He could feel her eyes turn scrutinizing and almost thinks she begins to see through him when suddenly a watch in the pocket of her cardigan starts going on.

"Well I must be going" Rose taps her pocket, the sound ceasing as she flattens the pleated skirt. "Focus up and meet me in the dorm in an hour or so? Figures Blaise will be in the hospital wing if my spell worked"

"What?" Theo speaks with confusion, "Where are you off to?"

"Don't worry about me love" says Rose, winking at the boy as she collects her bag. "I have a tight schedule today"

Outside of the library Mattheo Riddle leaned against one of the cobblestone walls with an annoyed look, Slytherin tie and robe long gone, leaving him in just the button up. His eyes rolled when a rowdy group of popular Gryffindor boys passed by, starting to shove each other as they howled and whistled. He followed the direction to see which girl they would be harassing today, finding Rose looking anywhere she could to avoid giving any of the boys in red attention.

"You shouldn't let people treat you like that" says Mattheo as he pressed up off the wall.

A grin split her lips, "If I ignore them long enough they'll go away—only happens when I'm alone and truthfully it's only that group of idiots. No one else has the guts"

His eyes turned upon boys laughing as they resumed their walk, wandlessly and wordlessly he made them start to trip over their own two feet, crashing into one another. Rose looked back over her shoulder with a dark laugh before turning to him with a happy tone, "Mattheo!"

"Hm?"

She threw her arms around his neck tightly, causing him to stumble back slightly and to be in shock for a moment as he wrapped an arm around her waist instinctively.

"I missed you! It's been days since we met!"

"We see each other in class everyday" he coughed as she squeezed him tighter.

"Yeah but we act differently there," Rose pulled away slightly, touching his arm that wasn't on her with a cheeky look. "Have you been working out?"

His face fell with a blink, pushing in on the dip of her back. "You ask me that every chance you get"

She giggled, fingers running over the cotton. "You keep getting bigger" Her eyes grew wide, peering up at him. "What if I have an arm kink?"

"A—" Mattheo tilted his head, eyebrows pinching together. "An...arm kink?"

"You know the veins and—" she stopped herself, tucking her lips in and stepping away. "Forget I said any of that out loud"

Mattheo raised his brows, covering his eyes up before falling into laughter.

Rose swatted his chest with a grin, "Oh fuck off!"

"You're a mess Black"

"Yeah yeah" she rolled her eyes, sliding a piece of parchment out of the cardigan pocket. "I got something for you"

His laughter halted, "Really now?"

"Well as the only friend you have—"

He cut her off, "We are not friends"

"You're funny" she deadpanned and slapped the parchment into his hand, "Anyways I know break is soon and I wanted you to be able to write to me"

His lips quirked on one side, "What makes you think I'll do such a thing?"

"You're obsessed with me Mattheo—just admit it"

He had to laugh again, the audacity of this girl, surely she was the cockiest person he had ever met. "Now you're the one being funny"

Her fingers touched his chest innocently, Mattheo grasping her wrist with a warning tone.

"I told you no more games Black"

"Boring" she stated like a song before gesturing behind him, "Are we going to go make this potion for extra credit or what?"

"Correction—you're going to do it and I'm going to watch"

Rose grumbled, thinking to herself how grateful she was to have fallen in love two geniuses who she usually had to fight over doing work. And just like that Draco Malfoy was taking up too much space in her mind.

*

It was no secret that Mattheo Riddle was indeed a pot head, Corbin Yaxley always had the plant laying around so he had formed some type of reliance on the substance. Coming to Hogwarts where the drug was tossed around like candy did nothing to ease his issue, so of course when Rose finished the potion and Snape gave them a excellent score—he took the girl to smoke.

Now the sun was long gone and Rose was opening to the door to her dorm with bloodshot eyes and a hazy mind that was much needed after the strenuous day of studying to the point where her brain felt like mush.

The three boys were huddled around Blaise bed, her assuming the cheating one was probably laying and sobbing.

But then all of their heads whipped around to Rose, Whitman speaking exasperated. "Why did it take you so long?"

Slowly, her hand pushed the door close. "Uh...I was doing extra credit for potions with Mattheo and smoked after"

"Blaise took some of your medicine" says Whitman, Theo and Draco shifting on the bed to let her see the boy.

Leaning back against the headboard, Blaise sat with wide twitching eyes, smiling and unsmiling. "I'm a little nervous" he slurs.

"Told him not to do it" Theo shrugs.

"Draco!" Blaise yells loudly, Rose crossing over quickly in horror at how fast his eyes were blinking. "Do you have my sunglasses?"

Draco turned his head up to her as she stopped beside him with a confused face, "He's tweaking like a muggle crackhead" he grasped the sunglasses off the bed, forcefully shoving them onto Blaise's face. "There you idiot"

"Why would you ever take my medicine?!"

He goes to reach for her only to be swatted away, "I thought it would calm down my anxiety some!"

"I don't have anxiety Blaise—I have bipolar disorder and episodes of psychosis and Merlin knows what else they are treating me for!" Rose gawked, "That's not like muggle medication! It's a bunch combined together!"

"Well you—you!" Blaise spluttered before sticking his hands straight out in front of himself like a zombie would, "You got on it when Orion died and you went to the hospital so I thought!"

Rose blinked at the others before sitting in front of Draco, "Blaise—they put me in a straight jacket and you think they just gave me some simple anxiety medication?"

"Rose...." He giggled suddenly, "My whole body is tingling"

"Dear Salazar," Theo mutters, "Is there a way we can get it out of his system? He was talking about seeing things from the corner of his eyes"

"No" she laughed, them all looking at her in horror almost. "Oh come on—he's tweaking out and wearing sunglasses"

"It is kind of funny" Whitman muttered before laughing as Blaise started tapping Theo's knee with his foot. Soon enough Theo joined in on the laughter, Blaise sitting up and grasping onto Rose.

"Can you hold me?"

"I'm still pissed at you," Rose scolded him like a stern mother, tugging Blaise forward after. "But come here"

"Oh how I love you" he weeped, throwing himself into her chest. She wobbled backwards into Draco, the blonde huffing in fake annoyance as he had to deal with the weight of two people leaning on him.

Rose eyed Draco as his arm draped over one of her shoulders, trying to appear annoyed at him touching her while Theo and Whitman snickered at their positions all the while Blaise attempted to ball up on her lap, his sunglasses making it much more hilarious.

"Sing to me!"

"Oh for fuck sake" Rose muttered before soothing his cut buzzed hair, "What if we play music instead? Hm?"

"Yes! What's that song?!" Blaise's voice came out muffled against her, beginning to sing himself, "Well did she make you cry? Make you break down?!"

Rose dropped her head back against Draco with eyes screwed shut and laughter spilling out, Theo clutching his chest as he spoke breathily.

"Gold dust woman?"

"Yes!" Blaise cheered.

"I'll put it on" Whitman chimed in with a smile, trying to hold back his own laughs, standing up to go search for the record.

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A/N: NEXT CHAPTER IS THE LAST ONE BEFORE SUMMER WOO HOOO...I know this one was short but I needed to show of the other relationships of our peoples

—did anyone else kick their feet and giggle at the beginning scene of Blaise and Fred?!

—padma & hermione <3 they will be a little more SLOWBURN energy because as stated before it must be perfect as our baby deserves

—although I do feel awful for Luna but I think it's so cute how they are all so accepting of her like even Draco

—everyone get ready to say hey to Sirius Black ;p

MEMES BECAUSE IM BACK:

everyone trying to hide from Rose:

Fred realizing he's definitely not straight:

Blaise realizing the nargles told Luna and are in fact real:

Blaise running down the corridor to escape the book Rose spelled to beat him:

the core three watching Rose simply try to find a book:

Theo:

Draco every time Rose wore the socks:

Rose after Mattheo trips the Gryffindors but remembering her boys would've beat them to a pulp:

Rose smoking with Mattheo as her brain repeats the words 'Draco Malfoy' over and over:

Blaise after taking her medicine:

Rose and Draco on the inside every time they barely touch each other:

xx bri