A/N: First fanfic, so read and review! I appreciate criticism.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I own Harry Potter. I also invented microwave popcorn and the vacuum cleaner. I've been to Pluto, Mars, and the moon. Oh, yeah, and I'm a compulsive liar.

Rose Weasley followed him with her head as he passed her compartment.

"Rose, what are you looking at?" Lily asked, trying to spot who her best friend was looking after.

Rose's head snapped back to her cousin, "Nothing." She said quickly.

"Whatever." Lily said, smiling, "Who is he?"

Rose blushed, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Rose tugged on a lock of her long red hair. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood. Rose remembered.

"What house do you think you'll be in?" Rose asked Lily quickly.

"Hopefully Gryffindor." Lily said.

"What about Ravenclaw?" Rose asked.

Lily smiled, "I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be that bad."

"I just hope, if you do get into Ravenclaw, you don't become Keeper. It's bad enough that I inherited Mum's Quidditch 'skills' without my cousin taking my place on the team."

"You aren't on the team." Lily laughed.

"Well, if you do try out, don't try out for Keeper."

"I want to be Seeker." Lily said, "Mum might have been a better Chaser than she was a Seeker, but Dad was the best Seeker in existence. Mum was pretty good, too. Albus says I got both parents' Quidditch skills."

"Have fun trying to get James off his broom." Rose said, "You have to beat him to be Seeker if you get into Gryffindor."

He passed the compartment again. Was he doing that on purpose? Rose wondered.

"Come on!" Lily pressed, "Who is he?"

He passed again only two minutes later.

"Is it Scorpius Malfoy?" Lily gasped, "Rose!"

Rose stopped herself from blushing and twisted her face into a grimace, "No!" Rose exclaimed, "Absolutely not!"

Lily laughed and prodded Rose, "Yeah, sure." Lily teased. She didn't seriously think Rose was looking after the Slytherin, but as she didn't know who Rose was looking at, she had to tease her cousin for something.

"Cut it out, Lily." Rose said, "Don't you think Dad would kill me if I went out with a Slytherin?"

"How much do you know about him?" Lily asked as the blonde boy passed their compartment again.

"Why do you care, Lily?" Rose asked scornfully, "he's only a Slytherin."

"Albus is a Slytherin." Lily said, "And, if he's going to be my brother's arch-rival, I should know something about him."

"He's Slytherin Seeker." Rose said, "I've never watched him play, if I'm at the match I'm watching the Ravenclaws, but Albus says he's really good."

Scorpius passed the compartment again. Rose was now sure he didn't have an excuse to go back and forth that many times, unless his excuse was to see her.

"Anything else?" Lily pressed.

"He's a Malfoy." I said, "Stereotypically, he'd be cruel and he'd have the Dark Mark tattooed on his forearm."


"And…. I don't know. He's a Malfoy. Ask Albus. He's on the Quidditch team with Malfoy." Rose said. Lily let the subject drop. For now.

Scorpius passed the compartment again, and this time he met Rose's eyes. She rolled her eyes and looked away. Scorpius looked hurt. Rose looked back at him apologetically and jerked her head at Lily. Scorpius nodded and moved on. He didn't pass their compartment for the rest of the ride.

"See you after the feast, Lily." Rose said as the girls stepped off the train.

"Why?" Lily asked as the familiar call of "First years!" echoed over the platform.

"Bye!" Rose said brightly, "Don't be a Slytherin, Lily!"

Scorpius Malfoy brushed coldly past Rose as Lily walked away. Rose accepted the crumpled paper he pressed into her hand.