A/N: I'm a long-time Dramione shipper but I wanted to try writing a somewhat canon fanfic. Considering Scorpio/Rose is a popular pairing in the new gen, that's what I'm making this particular story. Thanks and J.K Rowling owns all of the characters except for my own manufactured ones.
(10 and a half years earlier)
Hermione was woken in the middle of the night by her dear husband Ron. He wore a concerned look on his face and she only needed a few seconds to recall the dream- no, nightmare- she had. Her hair was a mess, her new kitten was in a corner shaking, and she had a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead. Taking a once-over the room. She explained her dream to a Ron who wore a look of expectancy. And he soon took her in a loving embrace and patted her pregnant stomach. "It'll be alright 'Mione, you'll see. She'll be alright."
(A little while after that)
"Just one more push Hermione! One more push and she'll be out!" Ginny yelled as the bushy-haired witch screamed once more.
"That's it! It was just like this when James was born too don't you worry!" Ginny yelled once more as a different scream filled the room. One of Rose Jane Weasley. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back onto her bed as Ron took her hand. Harry went to find the babysitter for James and Ginny sat down, tired from all her motivating.
(a year ago)
Hermione and Ron decided to take Rose and their newer addition, Hugo, (How she let Ron pick the name for the boy, she would never tell) to see James, Molly, and Fred off to their first year at Hogwarts. Rose grinned revealing a missing tooth, as she enthusiastically waved at her older cousins. James stuck out his tongue and waved back. Molly grinned knowingly and waved to her aunts and uncles. Fred smiled mischievously but waved at his father and family. Ron then took Rose and Hugo with Harry, Albus, and Lilly to go home for movies and ice cream.
(Present day)
Rose was frantic, clamoring for a hairbrush to tame her frizzy mane of hair. She finally gave up and asked her mother to style it with magic as she finished packing. Her trunk was nearly full, but not quite.
What was she forgetting? She went through a mental checklist, Robes, books, scales, cauldron, wa- how could she be so stupid! To forget her wand at magic school?! She immediately went into a rampage searching for her wand... to find it in her hand.
"Ughhh!" Hugo peered in at the yelling coming from his older sister's room. "Rosie? Are you alright? Need any help?" Her anger and worry melted. "I'm sorry Hugo, I'm just getting frustrated" She gave one last distainful look at her trunk and took a glob of sleakeazy's hair potion to her head. Hugo warily looked at her for only a moment longer, then left.
Her bushy ball of hair slowly started to shrink into wild curls and she put in another handful. When she was finally satisfied with her slight curls, she started putting on makeup. Yellowish green eye shadow, bringing out the green flecks in her blue eyes. A bit of black eyeliner around them. She applied just a smidgen of mascara, as to make her eyes pop. And finished it all with a bit of lip gloss.
She looked at the clock that read 8:30 and rushed down to breakfast, eating her bacon and eggs with as much speed as she could. Her family was just about ready to go, and as soon as she finished eating, she was at the floo with her trunk in one hand, (shrunk by her mother of course) floo powder in the other.
Hugo went first shouting clearly "King's cross station!" and being engulfed in green flames.
She went in next, she yelled again, and next thing she knew she was at the train station she went to last year to see off her cousin James. She searched for her younger brother, but couldn't find him. "Hugo! Hugo! Where did you go?" At the last part a voice drawled in her ear,"Lose something?" It wasn't really a drawl, it actually sounded rather playful. But nevertheless she turned around on her heels and pointed her finger at the person to whom the voice belonged to. Though he was extremely close.
"Why yes, I did. What would you know about it?" She glared slightly at the handsome boy in front of her.
"Well, considering the fact that your hair is an extremely bright hue of red, I'm going to assume you're a Weasley?" When she said nothing he continued. "I'm also going to assume that your what is it? Hugo? Will have a similar hue of hair?" She nodded begrudgingly. "Well, you may be in luck considering a red haired boy came around me a moment ago asking around for a Rosie."
"Well where is he?!" She exclaimed, losing patience quickly.
"He's right behind me, I was wondering how long you could wait. From what he's told me, you've lasted quite a bit. My name is Scopius, by the way." He moved aside and lo and behold, a giggling Hugo emerged from behind him.
Rose knelt down by her little brother, with a stern look on her face. "Hugo. Don't you ever scare me like that again. Mum and dad would be absolutely furious if they found out.
"If we found out what?"
"Wh- Ah- Well-" She stuttered as Scorpius stood quietly, seemingly amused. Just then, he looked at his watch and gave what looked like an uncharacteristic gasp. "Oh my we'll be late! It was pleasant meeting you Rose, let us go to the train now?" He said, holding out his hand.
She gave him a silent thank you and took his hand. Together they ran through Platform 9 and 3/4 and walked onto the train.
"Thanks, my parents can be a nightmare when they're upset. My mother's written an entire series of books on harmless but aggravating jinxes." They walked into a nearby compartment.
"Anytime, just make sure to return the favor if I should need it." He said with a shred of playfulness.
The train lurched to a start and she muttered something under her breathe.
"What's wrong?"
"I've got to meet my-" Just then the compartment door opened, to reveal James and Albus Potter, along with Fred Weasley the Second. "Cousins" She sighed out the last word.
Fred grinned, "Happy to see us?"
Rose gave her cousin a hug "Always, but you know, it's not like I didn't see you last month. Or last week for that matter."
He pouted "But that was forever!"
Rose rolled her eyes before taking her trunk and following her cousins. But before she got to the compartment, she popped her head into Scorpius's compartment once again before saying "Thanks, I'll see you later"
(Minutes later)
"So, what were you doing with a Malfoy?" James asked with what looked like a glint of anger in his eyes.
"A what?" Rose was confused.
"Scorpius Malfoy. Son of the deatheater Draco Malfoy." Fred sneered.
"He's my friend, we were talking. He's not a death eater is he?" She rolled her eyes.
"Doesn't matter. You should stay away from him. Don't you agree Al?" James continued.
Albus sat silently.
"I said don't you agree Al?" You could hear in his tone it wasn't really an question.
"I heard you." Albus said with a quiet defiance.
"Well?" James was starting to steam.
"I think that we should be past all this. Honestly! If Rosie wants to hang out with Scorpius, let her! So what if his father made some mistakes, s'not his fault is it? No. So come off it James, you too Fred. Both of you just bugger off." Victoire finally chimed in.
You could almost see steam pouring out of James's ears. While Fred looked slightly abashed.
"Thank you Vic." Rose stood up, with her nose in the air. "Lets go Al." Offering her hand.
Albus followed, grateful to be able to leave. "Where are we going?" He asked when they got into the corridor.
Rose tripped. "Oof!" She landed, on someone.
"Nice one Rose." Scorpius said from under her.
Rose instantly went red and clamored off of him.
"Sorry, I've got no idea what I tripped over." She offered her hand to help him up.
"S'alright. I was just coming back because you left something." He held up a silvery cloak.
She turned to Albus for a moment. "Oh blimey, that's that cloak Uncle Harry gave me last month." She then turned around gratefully. "Thanks Scorpius."
"No problem, I understand you just had a spat? Would you two like to sit in my compartment?"
Rose looked at Al for a minute before nodding.
They walked in and sized each other up for a moment before looking for common subjects.
"What's your favorite quidditch team?" Rose asked Scorpius.
"Chudley Canons, and you two?"
"Chudley Canons" They replied together.
"Did you see that play last week? Honestly, there's no way that Joey Stinking Jenkins would intentionally hit the seeker in the face. I mean he's not daft!"
Albus finally spoke up. "And they tried to say Ginerva Weasley made a foul too. I bet the entire game was rigged."
Scorpius thought for a moment "Wouldn't that be your mum?"
Albus nodded.
"Fun"
The trained lurched to a stop before any of them could say another word.
They all walked together to the Great hall. Not knowing that they'd be the best of friends.