Hugo Weasley was well known amongst Hogwarts students for testing his Uncle's new products on fellow students. The affects were always temporary, so he didn't' feel too bad about slipping one of Uncle George's new products into his sister Rose's pumpkin juice one evening. He had no idea what was in the little disovable tablet he had been given, but he knew that it would take 4 hours to take effect, and that the effects would last 24 hours. He couldn't wait to see the Head Girl the next morning.

Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy, as Head Girl and Boy, had their own private common room and bedrooms. The pair were surprisingly quite friendly and had found the start of this year to be quite enjoyable. They would sit and help each other with their homework, considering they shared the same classes, sit and talk by the fire and occasionally play chess.

After dinner, a week into school, Rose and Scorpius headed back to their common room. After following their usual routine of Homework, chatting and chess, the pair headed up to their beds.

Scorpius was alarmed when he woke up to hear a high pitched scream coming from Rose's room. He got up sleepily and walked through to Rose's room to comfort his friend. He was even more surprised to see that it was not Rose Weasley screaming one her bed, but a small child of about 6 sitting on the bed crying her eyes out. The small child had flaming red hair, in an almost identical shade to Rose's, and had big blue eyes. Scorpius knew something had gone terribly wrong when he saw the scar on the child's arm.

Rose had told Scorpius that when she was a small child she had been hit with a stray spell in the wizarding primary school that she went to. Magical would nearly always leave a mark, and so when the spell had hit Rose in the face, it had left a permanent scar. Rose had showed Scorpius the simple scar on her arm. It was just a straight line scar about the length of his little finger, but he remembered that it was there.

Scorpius grabbed his wand out of his pyjama bottom waistband and cast a patronus which he sent to Professor McGonagall. Upon seeing the silvery cat slink off out of the door, the child stopped crying.

"You can do magic?!" she asked excitedly.

"Ummmm… yes?" said Scorpius, slightly over whelmed that this child was talking to him. "What's your name and how old are you?" he asked curiously.

"I'm 5" the little girl said proudly, "and my name is Rose!" she said.

"Do you know who I am Rose or where you are?" asked Scorpius, trying to figure out how to handle this situation.

"Ummmm….. you look like that scary man called Draco Malfoy, but you look too young" said the 5-year-old Rose thoughtfully, "and I don't recognise where I am, but I know I'm not at home" she added.

"Well, Rose, my name is Scorpius, and yeah I look like Draco Malfoy because he's my dad" Scorpius explained awkwardly. "And at the moment we're both at Hogwarts" he said.

"I'M AT HOGWARTS?" Rose squealed. "AM I REALLY?" she squealed again.

"Yes Rose. If you want, I can show you around tomorrow, but first I want you to come and sit with me down in the common room by the fire." Scorpius watched as the slightly sleepy Rose slumbled out of bed. She walked a few steps but then stopped to yawn. Scorpius knew that if they continued this way, it would take them half an hour to get down the flight of stairs to the common room, so he walked over and scooped up Rose into his arms. He felt a little odd carrying the Head Girl down to the common room, but hoped that Professor McGonagall would come and explain what had happened.