Rose Weasley has always been the top of her class. She got it from her mum, the pure determination to soak in all the information that she learned because to her, there was nothing more interesting. But at the start of her sixth year, she is already feeling stumped, and not because of the higher-level N.E.W.T classes that she is taking. No, this is because of a Malfoy. Her parents were never too thrilled that she was friends with the kid, but it didn't stop Rose, especially not when she couldn't even see her best friend/cousin without also seeing him. Along with Rose, Scorpius was also one of the top students in the class. He was her only real competition. And the friendly competition never hurt anyone, well, not until this year. Rose can't put her finger on what it is exactly, that has caused this shift in her friendship with Scorpius and she hates it. She hates not knowing the answers to things, and this one replayed in her head all the time. She's stumped trying to figure it out, of course not realizing that it's her cluelessness that's the real problem. This story is filled with all the different types of love, family, friends, and yes, some romance. Follow Rose on her coming of age journey through her last two years at Hogwarts, where she learns all that she possibly can about magic, and possibly more importantly, about life. ***Note: This story was written before the Cursed Child, so not everything is completely "cannon" but more of my ideas on the next generation before the Cursed Child even came out. Thanks for reading!***

"My normal, awake self would say to just ignore it, but my tired, three am self says you need to shag him." -famous words from dear Albus Potter *I don't own anything from the Harry Potter universe--all credit goes to JK Rowling. **Completed. ***This book is a mess tbh. IMPORTANT NOTE: This story is under major editing. If the chapter title has a dot next to it, that means that chapter is completely edited. As with any editing process, some future scenes that are unedited might not make sense, so bear with me please. Copyright © 2016 by Evie Taylor

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"Rose Weasley você gostaria de namorar comigo?" Essa simples frase fez Rose Weasley pirar completamente, Scorpius Malfoy havia pedido ela em namoro! E indo contra todos os seus instintos ela queria dizer não, um grande e alto não. Aos olhos da filha de Ronald e Hermione Weasley aquele pedido era uma loucura, uma total e grande loucura. A garota não consegue ver onde isso podia dar certo, levando em consideração, que ela era uma Weasley e ele um Malfoy e eles brigavam como cão e gato. Para ver se Scorpius consegue enxergar a verdade que está bem na frente do nariz dele Rose decidi fazer um lista, uma lista com 27 motivos para ela, Rose Weasley, não namorar Scorpius Malfoy

O amor e o afeto entre Rose e Scorpius era mútuo e, ainda que tentassem, sabiam que era impossível lutar contra seu próprio desejo. Os caminhos nunca foram tão estreitos, e aprender a caminhar sem ultrapassar os limites da estrada é essencial para chegar ao destino final. "I feel you like a hurricane, a perfect song inside my brain. (...) Baby, you got me started."

Rose Weasley e Scorpius Malfoy eram tão bons em brigar, quanto eram em interpretar palavras. Não por gostarem e sim por necessidade. Enquanto o ódio entre famílias não era esquecido, a única opção era ler as entrelinhas.

Situações desesperadoras pedem soluções drásticas. O que poderia unir duas pessoas completamente diferentes? Um acordo favorável para ambos os lados. O plano de Rose Weasley era perfeito e sem falhas: Scorpius Malfoy fingiria ser seu namorado por uma semana e salvaria a sua pele e, em troca, ela daria a ele 300 galeões. Um acordo justo e sem riscos, se o destino não resolvesse mudar um pouquinho o rumo das coisas... "300 Galeões nunca renderão uma história tão boa quanto a que está prestes a desenrolar." PS: Fanfic ORIGINAL, postada inicialmente no meu perfil no Nyah! Fanfiction e na Floreios e Borrões. Recuse qualquer outra cópia.