Albus made his way across the grounds, with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up and his hands shoved deep into the pockets.

One would think he would be use to the cold by now. But no! Albus hated the cold. Mainly it was he hated being cold himself. So, as an end result, he hated the cold.

Potter looked around him, three times over his shoulders, just to make sure no one saw where he was going. (Mainly either the headboy or headgirl, a prefect, or worse yet a teacher.)

He really didn't want a teacher coming out of nowhere at the moment. He had slide his Prefect badge in a pocket and leaned against the school. With one last glance around, just to toally make sure, he pulled out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter.

He pulled one out, flipped it up to his mouth and managed to catch it. He was a bit surprised. He lite the cigarette, slipped both items back into a pocket and inhaled deeply. He closed his green eyes, and leaned his head against the stones. He took a couple more drags, all the while with his eye still closed.

Rose had been wandering around the grounds for a better part of the hour. She had been bored. Homework completed, her current choice of reading had been completed. So she had gone outside to kill some time while waiting for her friends to be done their homework. It was a cooler afternoon, the fall air nipping at her fair cheeks, which she was sure were flushed to a healthy pink. She tucked her hands deeper into the pockets of her oversized hoodie, likely stolen from one of her cousins. When she could, she was out of her stupid wizarding robes. As much as she loved the fact that she was a witch, and she was at Hogwarts, she preferred the more traditional muggle clothing.

A flicker of movement caught her eyes, and the red headed girl flipped up her hood as casually as possible to disguise her telltale, Weasley-red hair. Whomever it was that was sneaking off didn't want to be seen. But of course, Rose was always where she didn't need to be. It was a fact of life. She crept along softly, using whatever she could to hide herself, her converse swishing through the grass and crunching through the leaves. She loved the fall. Until she was trying to follow someone. It wasn't until the guy glanced over his shoulder that Rose recognized Albus. He was one of the cousins that she was closest with. And he obviously had a secret or two. Though he was probably coming out here to smoke. The Potter boy hadn't expressly told her that fact, but she'd smelled it on his clothes a few times. Rose Weasley may be a bit naive, but she certainly wasn't stupid.

She waited until her cousin was situated comfortably against the school with a cigarette in his mouth to let her presence known. "Breaking the rules, cousin?" she asked, a sarcastic lilt to her voice as she smirked at him, hoping he'd had at least a half heart-attack by her grand reveal. She reached up to push off the hood, running her fingers through her hair a few times to tame it before leaning against the wall with him. "Your mom and dad know you're smoking?" she asked in amusement. She knew they didn't, but it was fun to ask anyways. Besides, Harry and Ginny probably suspected something was up.

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The raven haired male was about to take another drag when he heard a voice. Without thinking about it, he kicked himself away from the building, and looked around. At first his dark green eyes were wide. He didn't know what to think at first. It couldn't be a teacher, could it?
He looked over, with his left hand over his chest, trying to catch his breath.

"You enjoy that way too much Rosie." He said, leaning against the building again. "I'm not braking any rules." He stated clamly.

Okay, yes he was braking at least one rule. But that wasn't something he was going to be telling Rose. That would be just another thing she could hold over his head. Like she needed anything else.

He took a couple more drags before answering Rose's other question. He didn't think there was a rush. For him anyways. There was no telling with Rose.

"Does it look like they know?" he stated, leaning against the building once more. "I haven't told them. But I'm starting to think mum knows something." He added.

He finished off the cigarette, dug a small hole in the gound, dropped the butt into the ground, and buried it.
His emerald eyes moved back over to his cousion.

"And what have you been up to today?"

"It's true. I enjoy being a ninja. When I can actually stay quiet enough to stay hidden," the red-head said with a little laugh, reaching over and ruffling her cousin's hair playfully. She had succeeded. Albus had been sufficiently scared. Her work here was done. Though she'd stay for the conversation. And the fact that he was her cousin and he was awesome. "Oh I don't know. Smoking is breaking a rule. And if you're supposed to be in detention or something, it's breaking a rule. But since when have I cared?" the red-head said with a shrug. She wasn't exactly the poster child for perfect behaviour. If her parents knew all of what went on in her time at Hogwarts, she'd be in a lot more trouble than she was. She was blessed in her abilities to talk herself out of trouble. She appreciated that to no end, though she wasn't sure which parent had given it to her. And far-be-it from her to hold things over Albus's head. She had her own stuff to keep secret. Everyone in their family had secrets to keep.

"If you think Aunt Ginny knows, she knows," Rose said, a wince distorting her features for only a second. Ginny was better at figuring out things than most adults. It drove Rose up the wall. Because whatever her parents couldn't sniff out, Aunt Ginny could. "I'd recommend hiding your habit a little better?" She wasn't going to turn him in. Everyone had their habits. Hell, she had three tattoos and rode a motorcycle. Granted the tattooes were a bit harder to hide from parents than a smoking habit.

She watched as Albus disposed of the cigarette, toeing the ground with the toe of her shoe. "Occupying myself after finishing homework. Was gonna run around a bit." she said, relaxing and letting her head tip back against the wall. She didn't mean run around as a human. The girl was an animagus, and she found running around as a fox was much funner. Though she couldn't talk, and that kind of sucked. "But it looks like my plans changed," she shrugged a shoulder and gave her cousin a half smile, her blue eyes sliding shut. "You smell like cigarettes," she said with a soft chuckle.

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A gust of wind stirred by the cousins causing Al to pull the zipper up all the way on his sweat shirt. His hair being blown around. Without thinking, he reached up and tried to flatten it. It never worked, but that didn’t stopped him from trying. He looked over at Rose and chuckled.

“Yes, when you happen to have the rare moment of being quite.” A glint in his green eyes.

Like he was quite himself. But that wasn’t the point right then. He was quieter than Rosie. Okay, that wasn’t much to brag by. But it was something. But then again he was the one to trip over nothing. And half of the time he didn’t need James’ help with it either. That thought made he smile and chuckle again.

“It’s only breaking the rule, if a teacher catches me.” He replied. The sound of the chuckle had change to a laugh sound in his voice. The glint in his dark green eyes had changed as well. It was more of a sparkle by then. A sparkle of mirth.

He turned to look fully at Rosie with a mock look of shock. He placed his hand over his chest, with the sparkle still in his eyes. His mouth slightly hung opened, and his eyes just barely wider.

“Not you. No, my cousin would never do something against the rules.” His eyes went wider, out of mock horror. “Why else would you be Head girl?” He stopped, grinned and started laughing. “You would be Head Girl and James is Uncle Percy’s child.”

When she added her thoughts about his habit and his mum maybe knowing, he stopped laughing. She had a point. Albus knew it was only a matter of time before his mum said something to him. He was just hoping his luck could hold out for just to the end of the school year.

“I’m not certain about that Rosie. I’m fairly sure that mum would have come up to me and said something by now. It’s not like her to keep quite about something. Mainly some thing of this nature.” He ran a hand through his hair and looked up at the sky. “I’ve done just about everything I can think of to hide it. I keep gum on me to chew. I keep the smell off of me, as well as wash my own clothes.” He glanced over at Rose, without lowering his head. “What else is there for me to do?”

“Staying in shape.” He added after she mentioned running, with a slight nod of his head.

He knew very well she hadn’t meant running around as a human. Truthfully, he was a bit jealous. He had always thought it would be fun to be an animagus. And now days, it could come in handy as well. He just never was able to get the hang of it. He had tried once and again, every once in a while. But he finally figured that he just wasn’t meant to be one. So he gave up on it. He didn’t see a point of wasting his time on something he wasn’t going to be able to do.

He tipped his head back down, looking over at Rose (without moving his head). A sly smirk was slowly spreading across his lips. He had something on his mind. Something fun at least.

“It’s not a bad smell.” He said, turning his head to look at Rose straight in the face. The smirk was quickly turning into a grin. “You should try one.”

Yes! That was right. Albus Severus Potter was trying to get his awesome cousin Rose Weasley to smoke with him.