Soo this is my first fanfic, and i will start with a prologue and a flashback, please drop in a reveiw or two, constructive critisism and praise are welcome. Hope you enjoy it :)


Prologue:

Rose stared blankly at the wall. Her tears were rolling silently. There was a huge empty space inside her which filled with grief and sadness. Death is so strange, she thought. Everyone you love takes up a space inside you and fills it with their presence. But I love and care about so many people, how can they all fit inside me? And how can this death take up so much space, as if no one else exists? Her thoughts wandered to all the events of the past years, all of the events since she came to Hogwarts, and she came to think about what hat brought her in her current position, what had formulated the circumstances in the first place. It all started years and years ago, on the first train ride to Hogwarts.


First Year

Rose waved one last time to her parents as the train sped on and lost sight of them at the turn. "Come on Rose, lets go find a compartment!" said Albus cheerily. They moved on and hauled their trunks into the last empty compartment at the back of the train. As they settled down there was a knock on the compartment door and a small dark haired girl appeared. "I'm sorry, can I come in? Everywhere else is full" she asked shyly. "Sure!" replied Rose. "You're a first year too, aren't you?" "Yes" said the girl as she settled down. She had a somewhat Asian face, maybe Japanese. Her hair was black and she had warm honey-brown eyes with something of a hazel tinge in them. Her nose was small and button sized and she had a scattering of freckles across it. Rose noticed that they were light brown, unlike her own which were almost orange and many more. She looked friendly and timid "I'm Suki. Suki Lionell" she said. "I'm Albus Potter, and this is my cousin, Rose Weasly" Albus introduced himself with a famous Potter grin. He looked quite like his father and seemingly the Potter genes had already started to kick in. Suki widened her eyes in awe. "I've heard all about your parent's adventures! They are mentioned in all the books about dangerous dark wizards. I really like that topic ,I can't wait to start Defense Against the Dark Arts!" she blabbed enthusiastically. Rose smiled. She decided she quite liked this girl. At that moment the compartment door opened again and Rose saw a small boy standing in the doorway. "Are you First Years too?" he asked rather nervously. Albus nodded. "My name's Rider Finnegan" he said and Rose noticed that he had a slight Irish accent. "The compartment I was in was full of some rather unfriendly kids. Can I come in for a while?" "Of course" nodded Rose. After everybody introduced themselves, Rider spoke:

"So, do you know what house you'll be in? Me Mam was in Gryffindor, me Dad too" he said conversationally. Rose started feeling nervous. "Mine too" said Albus. "But I don't really mind, my parents will be happy anyway."

"I definitely want Gryffindor" said Rider firmly, "But I don't know if I'm brave enough." Neither did Rose. "Well, the Sorting Hat takes your preference into consideration. I just found out this morning" he said Albus hastily in return to everyone's surprised stares and Rose's malevolent glare. "What about you Rosie?" asked Albus,

"You could always get into Slytherin. Pretty sneaky sometimes" he muttered the last bit cheekily to everyone's friendly amusement. Rose was feeling uncomfortable.

"Erm, you guys, ehm, I'm just gonna dash to the, er…. Er, bathroom!" She spluttered and dashed out of the compartment. As she made her way down the corridor, having absolutely no idea where the bathroom was, her insecurities started to dawn on her. She twiddled her thumbs and bit her lip, thinking about what her father would say if she got sorted into Slytherin. Suddenly a compartment door opened to her right and two boys got out. She nearly bumped into them, but quickly continued her way down the corridor. "Who's that firecracker?" she heard a cold voice from behind her sneer. Did they think she couldn't hear them? Evidently, because he continued: "She looks weird. What's up with her hair, it looks like a bush on fire" Rose chose to ignore him. The other boy didn't answer and she finally found the bathroom. When she exited, she was feeling more nervous than ever. Her eyes were downcast when she bounced against something hard and nearly fell down. She looked up. It was the arrogant boy from before. His hair was a very pale platinum blonde, and fell elegantly across his steely grey eyes. His skin was almost white and his features rather aristocratic and pointed, although (Rose begrudgingly admit to herself) quite handsome. In short, his appearance perfectly matched his arrogant voice. Only this time she had bumped into him. "It's that weird girl from before" he informed the other boy, who was dark and slim. Hot anger bubbled up inside Rose. She stood up firmly and glared at him. "You're a Weasly, aren't you?" said the boy. Rose was fuming as she retorted: "Yeah, I am. What with that? And you must be a Malfoy." Rose had, of course, recognized the boy from the platform, but wasn't going to admit that anytime soon. The boy sneered. "Scorpius Malfoy, not at your service" he said sarcastically. Rose scowled "I heard you before, just so you know" she said icily. "Congratulations, Weasly. Let's go before her hair sets my new robes on fire, Francesco" he nodded to the boy beside him who shot a glance at Rose and then they turned around and left. Rose would remember that incident for a very long time.


The rest of the train ride went smoothly, since Rider and Suki were quite good company. As the train slowed down Rider went back to his compartment to get his trunk and Suki, Albus and Rose made their way through the crowds and stepped outside into the cold night air. "Firs' years over here! Firs' years come wimme!" boomed a deep voice and Rose looked up to see a gigantic old man with a forest of dark grey hair on his face holding a lantern. She had o f course herd lots of tales about Hagrid from her parents and was happy to finally meet him. Suddenly she spotted a patch of sandy hair in the crowd. "Louis! Louis, over here!" she yelled at her second favorite cousin Louis Weasly, third child and only son of Fleur and Bill Weasly. When he finally made his way over to them, he was accompanied by a red headed girl and Rider Finnegan. "Turns out we're taking boats to the castle" said Louis gesturing towards a huge lake, where Hagrid was waiting besides a scattering of small boats. Rose eyed the girl suspiciously but had no time for consideration as Hagrid spoke out: "A'right, that will be three of ye in each boat" he boomed cheerily. Rose, Albus and Suki took one boat, while Louis, Rider and the girl occupied another. The small journey was smooth, although kept glancing irritably towards the boat were Scorpius was sitting. "Why do you keep looking at him?" asked Albus perplexed. "Later" breathed Rose quietly. They arrived at a little cove and entered the magnificent castle through a side door, to be greeted by Uncle Neville. "He's Professor Longbottom now. Professor Longbottom. Focus Rose" thought Rose to herself.

Then Professor Longbottom spoke: "Welcome to Hogwarts, where you will spend the next 7 years with the highest magical education. But first, you will be sorted into Houses, in which you will stay for the remainder of your years here. Come with me now" said Neville kindly, and led them through a side chamber into the Great Hall. The first years were stunned at the sight of the gigantic Hall, with its enchanted ceiling now starry, and candles floating above the four House tables were the countless students sat, dressed in black. The first years stood there, nervous and fidgeting, waiting. Rose was so distracted she didn't even listen when the ancient patched hat on the stool broke into song and was only brought out of her nervous trance by the loud applause. The Headmistress, Professor McGonagall, stood up and took out a list of names. "Belby, Glynis!" she called out and the first girl stumbled and sat on the stool, to be sorted into Hufflepuff. From then on Rose caught fragments of what was going on. She watched as Chambers, Esmeralda, a tall and beautiful girl was sorted into Slytherin, then heard Suki getting sorted into Ravenclaw and as Rider Finnegan became a Gryffindor, much to his pride and pleasure. Then Rose disengaged again to wallow in her anxiety but quickly landed back to earth when she heard a familiar, hateful name. "Malfoy, Scorpius!" announced McGonagall Scorpius walked to the stool proudly and with his head held arrogantly high, in Roses opinion, but his image was somewhat ruined when the hat flopped to his ears. Scorpius sat in the stool for a very long time, sometimes frowning, sometimes smirking, until finally the Sorting Hat said a little reluctantly: "Slytherin"...Scorpius walked down to the Slytherin table pleased but troubled, and Rose disengaged again. Predictably, Albus was sorted into Gryffindor, but Louis became a Ravenclaw when the Hat had barely touched his head. This made Rose even more worried. Finally, she snapped out of her trance when her own name was called. She sat on the stool, trembling, and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head.\

"Ah, another Weasly I see" she heard a voice in her head. "I've lost count of how many of you I've sorted.'

"Well, yes" thought Rose.

"Well, you certainly have the perfect brains for Ravenclaw, but you seem ambitious and stubborn. How about Slytherin?"

"No, no, no, please, better Ravenclaw, a thousand times better!"

Thought Rose anxiously.

"Well, I guess you would do well in Ravenclaw!" The hat shouted the last word and Rose stumbled down to the Ravenclaw table, were everyone was applauding, to meet Louis and squeeze him to death out of relief.


Hope you liked it! It will continue in seventh year, mostly Rose POV, but also a little Scorpius. I will update as soon as i review! :)