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Rose woke up with a feeling of immense happiness. Although the summer was almost over and soon she would be back at school, she was not exactly dreading the start of another school year at Hogwarts. No, precisely the opposite. She was looking forward to it. But she was especially excited for today because her very best friend in the entire world had just responded to her many letters two days before. He'd said that his parents (or more likely, Father) had agreed to let him stay with her for the last week of the summer holidays.

She smiled at his one letter that was hanging above her bed. She was a bit annoyed that he'd written her only one letter, and it wasn't even a particularly long one, and yet she'd written him 8 ½ (Al and her had both written one together.)

Rosie,

Hey Baby. Sorry I haven't written, my Dad's been watching me like a hawk! But I got you letters, Nippy was smart enough to deliver them in the middle of the night (you know that time long after our parents are asleep but none of us teenagers are tired enough to sleep yet because we're sleeping until 3 in the afternoon?) yeah, she delivered them then. (Rose had laughed at this comment and then given her owl, Nippy, a treat.

So yeah anyway, you sounded really lonely in those things. And fuck Rose, why the hell do you sound so lonely, you've got your whole family there keeping you company, I'm the one locked up alone in a Manor with my old-fashioned pureblood parents! Really, the only times that you're this lonely is when we're on holiday from Hogwarts, and Merlin Rosie, it gets annoying.

I talked to my parents about what you suggested about staying with you at the end of the summer. Or more, I presented the idea to my Mum and asked her to gently break it to Father. She did and it worked, because they said I can go! I'll be coming on Sunday at 2, just like you asked! Shit, I can't wait to get out of this place.

Nothing else has really been going on. I miss you like hell and can't wait until Sunday. (Albus had been over yesterday and when he read the letter, he laughed at that last line. "Damn Rosie. I didn't get a single letter from the git, and I certainly didn't get a 'miss you like hell.' He didn't even mention me!" Her favorite cousin had teased her.)

Love,

Scorp

Albus had also made fun of her when he read that Scorpius had said 'love.' He knew they used the term loosely all the time, but he would still never shut up about how cute of a couple they looked like. Except for the fact that if they ever did start dating, Rose knew that Albus would have a fit.

Rose finally shoved away the thoughts of Albus and Scorpius and pinned Scorp's letter back in its place above her bed. It was surrounded with pictures of the two of them goofing around, some even of them with Albus. But her favorite was one that she hadn't known was being taken. Al had snaked his mother's camera from his attic and snapped millions of pictures of Scorpius and Rose that holiday (the summer before Fourth Year) most of those pictures unbeknownst to Scorpius and Rose. But the picture that she had hanging on her wall was of when he had first arrived that summer. He was standing in the dirt driveway of the Burrow, the taxi that his parents had rented for him driving away, his bags on the ground and Rose running full speed towards him. When they reached each other he pulled her into a huge embrace and picked her up before swinging her around in a circle. As that moment played over and over again on her wall, she could almost hear him scream "Rosie!"

Rose sauntered down to the kitchen where her Mum was cooking a delightful meal and Hugo was already tearing through his breakfast like he hadn't eaten in weeks.

"Albus is going to be here at eleven," Hermione informed Rose. "He's going to help you clean and get ready for when Scorpius arrives."

"Dammit. That snake's coming today?" Ron muttered as he entered the kitchen. He had a particularly nasty gash across his left cheek, with dried blood running down his face.

"Oh dear," Hermione said, quickly wetting a rag with warm water to clean his face.

"How late did you get in last night Dad?" Hugo piped up, finally pausing the inhalation of his food to ask Dad about his job as an Auror. Hugo thought it was the coolest thing in the world.

"Judging by the bags under his eyes, pretty fucking late," Rose commented.

"Language Rosie!" He scolded his daughter, but still kissed her on the top of the head before sitting down to read his Daily Prophet. Hermione dabbed the rag at his cheek but he kept jerking his head away.

"Keep still, Ronald!" She scolded.

"It's not big deal, 'Mione. Just a scratch. You should see what happened to Harry!"

"Oh dear. Ginny must be-"

"We're both fine dear, it's all just part of the job," Ron assured her for what felt like the billionth time. Even though Rose was at school most of the year, she hated when her Dad would come home with some injury and her Mum would baby him.

Ron tried to rub his back inconspicuously, but all of them noticed. "Did you sleep on the couch again, Dad?" Hugo asked. Ron nodded and Hermione shook her head and clucked her tounge at him again.

"Honestly Ronald, you-"

"Save it, dear. I didn't want to wake you. It's not a problem."

"Are we going to the Burrow for dinner tonight?" Hugo asked, trying to change the subject. He was excited because Teddy had just returned from a summer in Romania with Uncle Charlie.

"No Hugo, dear. I'm making something special because Scorpius is coming today." Both Hugo and Ron groaned, but for different reasons. "And Ron, you'll be respectful and welcoming to our house guest."

"But Hermione, he's a damn snake and-"

"Ron," she warned, giving him a look. "He is Rose's best friend. And need I remind you that your very best friend's son, your nephew is in Slytherin?" Ron rolled his eyes and continued scanning the Daily Prophet.

"Luna's in the paper!" He exclaimed. "She's found a new herb or something," Ron suddenly announced.

"Well I certainly hope that it exists," Mum muttered as she placed Rose's breakfast in front of her.

"Wow, the twins have really grown! I don't think we've seen them since they were twelve!" Ron exclaimed, motioning to the picture of Lorcan, Lysander, and their parents.

"Yeah, they're a year older than me. Merlin, they can be irritating. They think that they're so cool." Rose complained.

"They're in Gryffindor, right?" Ron asked.

"Lysander is. Lorcan's in Ravenclaw with me. He's always boasting about having his Mother's brains."

"HA! Well it's not like she had any. It's a wonder she was even in Ravenclaw."

"Stop being so rude, Hermione" Ron said. Rose finished her plate and put it into the sink.

"Thanks Mum," she said, then disappeared into her room to clean up a bit before Scorp arrived, not that it really mattered, she just knew she'd get a scolding no matter how neat she attempted to make it.

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