A/N: I do not own the character but I thought it would be fun to make a little hunch about the second half of the first season!
Prompts: Watched the Last Episode
Title: Jane By Design One-Shot
Rating: G
Word Count: 685
Notes/Warning: I really want her with Jerm!
I booked it out of that Limo, I was not going to sit with Beau anymore, I wasn't going to look back, I had a beautiful girl waiting for me inside the building. With her bright eyes, and brilliant mind she had helped pull us, Donovan Decker, from a hole that I had created because I could not turn away the money.
I had entered backstage and heard voices. I came out "Jane?" I aske
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Two Lovers and Broken Mugs
"Shut up! I'm done!" The door swung open and hit the wall, leaving a dent in the dry wall. A backpack was slung over the young man's shoulder as he ran out the door "I'm NEVER coming back no matter what YOU say!"
The young man had sandy blonde hair and a tall lean body had barreled out of the house and was heading towards his truck. He was proud of his purchase since he had worked through his high school years and was finally able to pay for his black Honda Ridgeline. It was a sleek looking truck and he had been eyeing it.
When he reached his vehicle he swung his door open, flinging his bag into his passenger seat as he got in the drivers
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The Love That Shouldn't Be
Chapter 5
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"I think that does it." rose said to herself as she finished the last bit of make up on her face even if it was just a thin line of eyeliner, concealer, and msacara.
She picked up her school bag off of her bed as she walked quickly towards the door and down the stairs.
She began to hum a tune to herself as she descended the wooden flight of stairs. It was a simple tune that her mother always hummed when she was busy in the kitchen during Roses' summer months.
"Than's a lovely tune." a masculine voice said behind her making her jump.
"And why would you care Malfoy? As far as I am concerned you have no care i
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The Love That Shouldn't Be
Chapter 4
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Luck, what the bloody hell was Luck supposed to mean. Rose was bewildered, the Head Mistress sent Scorpius and Rose to their common room without a password. They were going to have to stay in the halls till McGonagall realized her mistake and came to save the two bickering seventh years in the middle of the night. A large sigh came from Roses' lips as they continued to transverse through the lower halls.
"It's obvious Weasley, Luck is the password." a sarcastic drawl came from her left and she rolled her eyes she had forgotten that he was walking silently next to her.
"Thank you very much Malfoy" she said a
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Chapter 3
Rose sat next to her best friends since her first year. Samantha Finnigan who was the eldest daughter of Seamus and Pavarti Finnigan. As well as a muggle born by the name of Ashley Heywood. These two had been next to Rose since the first day of their first year. Rose had been beaming, Samantha ticked not to be in Gryffindor, and Ashley completely bewlidered to everything around her.
With all three of them being seventh years things were going quite nicely. While the Great Hall quieted down as Headmistress McGonagall stood up in-front of the same podium that the great Albus Dumbledor once had stood she motioned for the new first ye
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The Love That Shouldn't Be
Chapter 2
I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters cause if I did I would be as rich as Joe.
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Kings Cross station was bustling with muggles, witches, and wizards alike all trying to get to their respective platforms whether threw a barrier or not. As every year the young family always got strange looks from their full carts and odd animals on top of their trunks. Rose was glad she had opted to stuff her robe in her trunk till on the Platform and pull on a black jacket she had grabbed before they had left home. Coming to the barrier to the platform they to
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The Love That Shouldn't Be
Chapter 1
"That arrogant little prat!" I said under my breath as I laid in my bed the night before heading back to Hogwarts. All day owls had been flying in and out wishing me happy birthday and congratulations, and the last one just made it all the worse for this year.
I Rose Weasley, daughter of Ronald and Hermione Weasley, an official seventh year Ravenclaw at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was officially Head Girl. I also shared a Birthday with my Uncle Harry. And by recent news as to what I was swearing at, Scorpious Hyperion Malfoy has been made Head Boy.
Ever since that first year at Hogwarts as mum, da, Hugo the rest of
A/N: I do not own the character but I thought it would be fun to make a little hunch about the second half of the first season!
Prompts: Watched the Last Episode
Title: Jane By Design One-Shot
Rating: G
Word Count: 685
Notes/Warning: I really want her with Jerm!
I booked it out of that Limo, I was not going to sit with Beau anymore, I wasn't going to look back, I had a beautiful girl waiting for me inside the building. With her bright eyes, and brilliant mind she had helped pull us, Donovan Decker, from a hole that I had created because I could not turn away the money.
I had entered backstage and heard voices. I came out "Jane?" I aske
Two Lovers and Broken Mugs by Arella2013, literature
Literature
Two Lovers and Broken Mugs
"Shut up! I'm done!" The door swung open and hit the wall, leaving a dent in the dry wall. A backpack was slung over the young man's shoulder as he ran out the door "I'm NEVER coming back no matter what YOU say!"
The young man had sandy blonde hair and a tall lean body had barreled out of the house and was heading towards his truck. He was proud of his purchase since he had worked through his high school years and was finally able to pay for his black Honda Ridgeline. It was a sleek looking truck and he had been eyeing it.
When he reached his vehicle he swung his door open, flinging his bag into his passenger seat as he got in the drivers