Neighbors

TheTinyestOne

Dedicated to:
The lovely Alexander,
whom I know knows the
step from mates to lovers
All too well.
He provided the inspiration,
I provided the words.

Shock, was the emotion that was emulating from Ron Weasley at this particular moment. The weasley family had new neighbours, this was to be expected of course, since the owners of number 4 Ross Street, had moved to Hogsmeade. But the new occupants were, well, Ron weasley didn't like his new neighbours very much.
Now, you may think this is odd, surely the weasleys had never met their new neighbours before? But unforunately they had. Infact, Ron Weasley and his wife Hermione had gone to school with both the adults that had moved in, and their children went to Hogwarts togethor. But they had never liked eachother, actaully that statement is a massive understatement. All through school Ron and Hermione weasley had battled a long war with their new neighbour.
The Malfoys had moved in next door. Draco Malfoy, was possibly the biggest jerk Ron Weasley had ever met. He had saved his life twice when they were seventeen. So this had eased their relations very slighty.

Very, very slightly.

Ron, was now standing on the doorstep of number four ross street, mouth agape as Draco Malfoys wife made small talk with Hermione. His son, who was the same age as Ron's eldest child Rose, was no where to be seen at this point. But the fact that Malfoy and his wife had moved in was enough to shock Ron into speechless-ness. Rose and her brother Hugo were behind their parents arguing about a quidditch move they had seen at the game they had all gone to the previous night, when Scorpius Malfoy finally appeared in all his glory. His appearence almost gave Ron a heart attack, because in blur of red hair his only daughter threw herself at her best friend and housemate. Hermione to her credit looked more bemused, than angry, Ron was now reduced to spluttering. Rose ignored this, through Scorpius Malfoy ran a hand through his shoulder length blonde hair, with a nervous glance at Ron, he followed Rose on the lawn and she pulled at his hand.

"Scorch! You didn't tell me you were moving to my street?! A warning would have be nice." Rose laughed ignoring everyone staring at them.

"Well, I didn't exactly know where you lived, Rose, my owl goes to your house not me.." Scorpius explained, as Rose threw the head of flower she pulled off a bush on her side on the house turned to Hermione, looking confused.
"Their friends?"
"Yes, Ron, they have been since the first time they ever met. Just hit it off." Hermione explained. Ron grunted and turned to face The malfoys again. After the pleasntries had been exchanged, Rose headed off home, quickly to get a piece of homework to show Scorpius. as soon as his daughter was out of sight Ron grabed Scorpius by the fore arm, and glared at him.

"Listen, you stay away from my Rose, friends and thats it," At that Ron followed his wife back to his house, and left Scorp standing there bemused.

"Your dad warned me off you," He mentioned to Rose. Rose raised an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah, that sounds like Dad,"
"He's a bit ..scary..isn't he?"
"Aww are you worried? I'll protect you," Rose shot back, micheviously, winding her long white arms around his neck.
"None of that cheek, Red," He said dipping his head down, and kissing her, as his hands began to explore her long red tresses. As they heard the front door, they quickly pulled away, only slightly breathless.
"So that homework, Scorch?"
"Oh yeah, I thought that was just an excuse to get me alone," He said, watching her walk in front of him down the hall and up the stairs, she really did have a capitivating..

"Well yeah, but..I do actaully need help on Anicent Runes," She mumbled regretfully, as she open the last door in the hall way, the sign on it read 'Rose Weasley's Room, Go away Hugo,' and she had charmed it to flash blue and silver. Their house colors. The room itself was large, and had the most interesting array of decorations Scorpius had ever seen. There were maps on the one wall, the same one that had a large dresser with a huge antique looking mirror on it. He could see pots of make up all over it, Lipsticks, eyeshadows, and eyeliners. There was a large picture of Her entire family (He breifly wondered how they managed to fit in camera range- there were so many of them) he could see Albus, waving at him, Hugo was at the front, not looking very old at all, maybe 8 or 9. Rose looked very cute, her red hair short in little bob round her face. He grinned, and moved his eyes on to her elegant white bedside table, their was a photo of them on it. She was on his back, as he ran down to the lake, racing Al and their mate Sam. They had won, Kie had taken the photo, Scorpius had almost ran him over, because he had gotten right in front of him trying to get the photo.

"I love that photo," Rose said, picking it up and gazing at fondly, watching herself cling to Scorpius' back. Putting the photo down, she walked over to a large desk, Scorpius could see a huge pinboard covered completely, just above it. He grinned, seeing homework pinned on it, millions of photos of friends and her large family. Scorpius could see letters from him pinned up there as well. Her desk was a mess, however the rest of the room was freakishly tidy.

"Clean freak, much?" Rose poked out her little pink tounge at him. He slipped his finger out to grasp it, but they connected with her own little hand instead. She grinned, god, Scorpius loved that grin. The way her entire face lit up and it looked as though her face was going to slipt open she grinned any wider. She antched her hand, back, dancing out of his arms which were ready to wrap around her
. "Naughty, better not let my Daddy catch you doing that," Rose laughed, red hair swinging as she sat down at her desk.
"No, When are you going to tell them? My parents know, they were fine with it" Rose turned to face him, rolling her pretty blue eyes at him.
"Did you see my dads face when he saw it was your family had moved in? I thought we were gonna have to make a emergency trip to St. Mungos, Scorch, lets save him the heart attack," He knew better then to push this, so he dropped it, fighting wouldn't get them anywhere. He faked a smile.
"Lets see this homework then, '
"Nah I can think of better things to do," She said, worming her way into his arms once more, and pressing lips against the hollow of his collarbone. Without warning, she laid a small lot of kisses along it.
"Women, you will be the death of me," He growled picking her up and dumping her on her own bed.

-

"You trust him up there with our Rosie?!" Hermione couldn't help but be amazed at hpw her husband could court a heart attack over something as simple as her eyes at Ron, she smiled dryly.

"Ron, honey I trust them perfectly well. He is such a nice boy, and our Rose and him are just friends," This comment made Ron spulter and pull at his already receeding hair with some force. Cooly, Hermione Weasley watched as his face changed colors. Evidently her words weren't much comfort.

"We were just friends," Hermione laughed, leaving her husband stumped as her followed after her with his mouth hanging open as she pulled the wet washing out of the machine, and went out their house to the backyard.

"Butt...but...but.. it's idfferent he's a malfoy!" Watching as his wife set down her washing on the garden stand for such things. At this point, Hermione spun around, and Ron recoiled as she put her hand son her hips, and glared at him. A glare that still scared the daylights out of him after twenty five years of marriage.
"I mean, I know they are reformed...but he is still ..." At this point, Ron temporarily lost the abilty to speak, as his wife's very quick spellwork temporarily rendered him dumb. With Ron slienced Hermione quietly went back to hanging out her washing. Stil fuming at her husbands prejudices, everyone else had manged to let it die. Apart from Roanld Weasley. Her stupid arrongrant prat of a husband, still fuming Hermioen hung up the last sheet, and spun around to see her husband kneeling down begging. Maybe not so stupid afterall.

"Ronald, you are going to have to get over this silly little thing, they are our new neighbours Ron,"

"Of all the places in the wordl. Why here?"

-

"I've missed you, Red,"
"Yeah well, I create feeling in others that they couldn't possibly understand,"
"Like hatred?"
"Oh, ha ha ha, Malfoy, you know you love me,"
"Damn right I do,"