Title: PS - Please, Don't Disown Me

A/N: No relation to any of my other stories, just pure attempted humor.

PS - Please, Don't Disown Me

Chapter I

Dearest Mumsie,

How are you? How's Da? How's the little one? Oh, is Ruben still being a brat?
Has Holley-Bolley-Boo been missing her big sisser? No, seriously, has she started speaking yet? Give her a big ol' smooch for me won't you? Oh, give loving to DoubleOhSeven for me too. Speaking of which, you haven't kicked Dubby out - right Mum? He's just a baby puppy and doesn't know that peeing on the floor is bad.

Mmm. Yes. Onward, to the important topic of this letter...

However - First: Daddy? Please stop attempting to peak over mother's shoulder to read this. Thanks. Now then, (he's gone right?) I have some news to share… I could be too late of course, being that Hugo does have quite possibly the largest mouth ever and does not know when he ought to keep it shut and well… erm, Professor Longbottom might be sending you a letter ...

Right.

I should tell you I have the decency to be blushing at the moment. Not that that really means anything – I think I'm just stalling. Yes. I'm stalling. I apologize. Or, maybe this is just my typical rambling going on...? Hmm. On the subject of stalling; I'm sure if you were in my place at the moment you too would be doing your best to stall before coming right out about it. Hmm, I wonder, have you ever been in my place…? Wait. Ew. No – no, you've never been in my place.

Nope.
Nope.
Nope.
Never.

Merlin I need to go wash my brain now.

Anyhow.

I have a confession to make.

Professor Longbottom might have found me in the Room of Requirement with a, um, boy.

(Oh. Merlin's bloody wand and hat.)

This might have been after curfew. And we might have been wearing considerably less clothing than one would consider proper. We weren't doing it or anything though – just, so, um, you know…

We weren't practicing DADA to put it simply.

(You see now, why I requested that Da not be looking over your shoulder.)

Merlin, this is so very uncomfortable. It wasn't my idea to send you this letter of course. Writing and sending this is part of my punishment, along with like a week of detention for breaking curfew and, uh, other stuff.

Oh. Yes. I'm also supposed to name the boy I was with. In case you feel the need to contact his parents, which I sincerely hope you do not choose to do. Please? I'm actually supposed to write the line: "I, Rose, was wrongly in the Room of Requirement, past house curfew, with _ _." Yes. Well. The, uhm, boy? It was, erm, uh, Scorpius Malfoy. Heh.

I, Rose, was wrongly in the Room of Requirement, past house curfew, with Scorpius Malfoy.

Well, give my love to everyone.

Your Very-Embarrassed Daughter,
Rose Jeanette Weasley

PS – Please, don't disown me. And don't let Daddy do anything that would cause Uncle Harry to lock him away.

Random? Yeahhh. Funny? I hope y'all thought so. :]

So the next chapter...should I write Hermione's response? Or the letter from Scorpius to Draco?