Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters. It is the property of J.K Rowling, and are not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: This fic is something that has been in my head for a while now. It is AU but I ask that you give it a shot, and review. I love and welcome all reviews. Also I think it will be a fresh perspective of Rose and Scorpius, hope you enjoy.
So you want to know about Rose Weasley. Well, you've come to the right person. Rose Weasley is the smartest person I know. She is also the craziest person I know. We went to school together I got to study with her a time or two. And you must be saying Wow Scorpius, you must be the luckiest guy in the world. Yeah that's what I thought too, because she sincerely was the best person I knew, at least she was back then. But as always things change, people become harder and darker than you could ever imagine. I suppose I should tell you about Rose from the beginning, before all the cons, the theft, and the murder charges.
I've known Rose almost my whole life. We went to school together. Our parents went to school together. And before that our grandparents went to school together. It wasn't until I became friends with her cousin Albus that our families really started to get along. There was a lot of history between all of them. My grandfather tried to kill Al's mum. My father was on the wrong side of a bad war, but Albus Potter looked past all of that and became my friend. My last name didn't matter to him, and it didn't matter to Rose.
I was friends with Al since the first day I met him, we were 11. I would visit during the summer, his whole family was just great. Rose and I didn't really get to know each other until our last year. Rose was a genius, but she wasn't like me. She wasn't so serious about everything. Sure she wanted to be a detective like her dad but did you really need calculus for that? My answer was yes, it was all important. Her answer was no, what you need is experience, you need to be able to think on your feet. Rose did realize that you had to graduate to be a detective, so she and I would study together, we were the smartest people in the school. The only person who could help me was her, and the only one who could help her was me.
I was the luckiest guy in the world. Rose was sweet and feisty. She was always sticking up for the little guy, while pulling the best pranks on the bullies. She would never get caught, that should have been my first clue. I wanted to ask her out it took me weeks to work up the courage. I even mailed my father about it, to see how he suggested I do it. It took him so long to reply that I just gave up and went for it. I met her outside her class, I asked her to study with me that day. "Hi Rose," and she smiled at me, it was that smile that I would remember later.
"Hi Scorpius, are you ready to study?" My stomach flipped, this was it.
"Yes, but first Rose I was wondering if-" I was cut off by a young boy running into me, for some reason everyone called him Owl. I recognized him, he delivered the mail to us all the time. I don't know why he did it, maybe he got money for doing it, or maybe he was just kind.
"You.. have.. a letter." He said, out of breath. He simply handed the letter over and left. I looked down at it and saw the neat hand writing, the curly 'S' when they addressed me. It was my father.
"Sorry Rose⦠I should probably read this real quick." It might have a tip on how to ask her out. Rose nodded and I began to read,
Scorpius,
Your mother and I are doing well. She told me to tell you to wear your sweater now that it is getting cold, and that was an order. I told her you were practically a grown man and if you didn't want to wear your sweater you didn't have to. Her response was, as always, perfect. She said you could give it to a girl.
Which brings me to the next subject. I apologize that it has taken me this long to respond, I was trying to think of the best words to say. While I think it is great that you have finally gained the courage to ask a girl out, I don't think she is the right girl. I'm sure Rose Weasley is brilliant like her mother. I'm also sure that she is reckless like her father, and that she will get you into trouble. I hope son, that you can take my warning to heart and know that it pains me to say it. I would go as far as to suggest you stay away from her for good. We both love you so very much and don't want to see you throw all your hard work down the drain for a girl who would dump you once she is bored.
Love, Dad
"Scorpius what is it?" Rose asked, she must have seen my heart breaking somehow, I tried to fake a smile.
"Nothing, just my father updating me on some things at home." She frowned at me, Rose was always too perceptive.
"Okay, so what were you saying before you got your letter?"
"Well I was wondering if we could possibly reschedule?"
After what felt like an interrogation she finally agreed, and Rose and I didn't talk much after that. We saw each other still, but only when Al was around. We graduated and after that our lives moved on.
I didn't see her except on the holidays when I would visit the Potter family. After she graduated she didn't go in to become a detective. She traveled the world. Al told me that there were times when her family wouldn't hear from her in months. There were rumors that she got arrested in France for stealing from some rich guy. Rose had officially turned from genius sheep to black sheep in less than 2 years. I however continued on the straight and narrow. I became a detective in just 2 years after graduation. After just 1 year I was brought into a special division with none other than Harry Potter.
Now that you're all caught up to speed let's start with the big stuff. It was 6 months ago that my boss called me into his office. I sat down, I've been friends with Al for a long time now and I knew his dad pretty well, but he didn't usually call me into his office so I was nervous. I had changed a lot since school. I was no longer a scrawny shy kid who couldn't hardly speak to a stranger. When I first became a detective I bulked up a bit, I didn't want to be the smallest guy there. Then I realized that I liked it, I like being strong, and I like working hard and seeing progress so I now I am muscular. I realized that I wasn't bad to look at either, so this made it easier to be open to talking. And in the end I realized that Al and Rose weren't the exception, they were the rule. No one cared about my last name, just my work and I did good work. This made me more confident and frankly a bit scary to some people; but no matter what Harry Potter calling me into his office will always make me sweat.
"Sit down, Scorpius" He said motioning to the share across from his desk. Harry locked the door, and I took a deep breathe. The office was nice sized with a large window facing the rest of the building so that Harry could see everything going on out there. This brought a little comfort, he wouldn't yell at me with everyone watching would he? It was then that Harry started closing the blinds. "I need to talk to you about... something." Deep breathes. Just take deep breathes. "And I need you to know that discretion is advised." He wasn't going to yell at me, he was confiding in me.
"Yes sir." I sat a little straighter.
"There is a case, I need you to take. You will be addressed officially later on today about this case, but I need to let you know what I expect out of you first. I would have taken this case on my own but... there are some complications." I could now see that he was pale, and he looked on edge.
"What is going on, sir?" Did I really want to know?
"Scorpius, Rose has been accused of murder and you have been chosen to lead the investigation." I nearly fainted.
